I am a fairy in Journey to the West

Chapter 212: The old man gives advice and prays to the dragon in the temple

The old fisherman was not bragging after all, his skill in grilling fish was indeed unique.

Wu Zhao and Baoer ate with gusto, and this time both of them were very full.

"Oh, it's time to sleep after eating." Baoer touched his round belly, then lay down on the grass below and fell asleep.

Wu Zhao exhaled slightly and felt a little full, but she couldn't be as casual as Baoer.

"Old man, I want to ask you a question." The old fisherman heard the words and said, "Miss, please ask."

Wu Zhao pointed at Bao Er, who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, and said, "Aren't you afraid of her?"

The old fisherman laughed and said, "I am never afraid of this kind of little demon."

"Oh?" Wu Zhao was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"

The old fisherman said, "I have a treasure on me. Ordinary monsters can't hurt me. Besides, I have seen more vicious monsters. What's so scary about this stupid little monster?"

Wu Zhao nodded, and instead of asking about the treasure, he said, "I still have ten taels of silver here."

The old fisherman's eyes lit up and he immediately became energetic. "Give it back to me?" he asked.

Wu Zhao poured out the last ten taels of silver from the sachet on his waist, handed it to the old fisherman and said, "I'll give it to you, but you have to answer a question for me."

"What's the problem?" the old fisherman asked with a smile as he picked up the silver.

Wu Zhao asked, "How can I see the Dragon King of Chan River?"

"You really want to see the Dragon King?" the old fisherman said in surprise.

Wu Zhao nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

The old fisherman fell silent. After a moment, he looked up at Wu Zhao and asked, "Can I ask why you want to see the Dragon King of Chan River?"

Wu Zhao said: "No."

The old fisherman laughed, then looked at Wu Zhao carefully and asked, "Are you a Taoist priest?"

"Taoist boy." Wu Zhao said.

The old fisherman nodded, then pointed to the lower reaches of the Chan River and said, "Go downstream along the riverbank for about five or six miles and you will find a village called Yanhe Village. There is a Dragon King Temple in the village. Although the temple has been in disrepair for many years, the statue of the Chan River Dragon King inside is still spiritual."

At this point, the old fisherman looked at Wu Zhao and said, "Since you are a Taoist priest, you must know how to pay incense and pay respect to the Dragon King, right?"

Wu Zhao really didn't know that she had to obtain dragon energy before she could practice, and now she came to ask for dragon energy. She didn't even have any magic power, so how could she pray to the Dragon King for a response?

"What methods would ordinary people use?" Wu Zhao asked.

The old fisherman sat up straight, looked at Wu Zhao and said, "Ordinary people offer sacrifices, burn incense, and pray. As for whether the Chan River Dragon King can fulfill your prayers and show up to see you, that depends on your luck."

Wu Zhao nodded and said, "Thank you, old man. I understand."

After that, Wu Zhao turned to the old fisherman and said, "One last question."

The old fisherman said seriously, "Excuse me, young lady."

Wu Zhao looked at the old fisherman and said, "If I call you grandpa, can you return the ten taels of silver to me?"

The old fisherman's face darkened, and he refused without thinking: "No!"

"Okay." Wu Zhao was not surprised.

The old fisherman asked, "What do you want the silver for?"

Wu Zhao said, "I only have these twenty taels of silver, and I'll give it all to you. If we go to Yanhe Village, we won't have money to buy incense and candles as offerings."

"Oh," the old fisherman suddenly realized, and immediately said with a smile: "This is a simple matter, you don't need to call me grandpa, I will support you a little."

Hearing this, Wu Zhao was slightly surprised and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true." The old fisherman nodded, then took out a pair of copper coins from his pocket and placed them in front of Wu Zhao, saying, "I'll give you thirteen copper coins. Spend them. Don't be polite."

Wu Zhao rolled his eyes: “.”

Seeing her like this, the old fisherman couldn't help but ask, "Why? You don't want it? Then I'll take it back."

Wu Zhao grabbed the thirteen copper coins and put them in his arms, then bowed and said, "Thank you, old man."

Old fisherman: “.”

After saying that, Wu Zhao turned his head and saw Baoer sleeping soundly. With her little hands, she lifted the clothes on her belly and exposed her belly to the sun.

Wu Zhao walked up to Baoer and pulled off her clothes, then pinched her ears. Baoer shuddered all over and quickly opened her sleepy eyes.

"Um, Wutou, what's wrong? I was sleeping soundly." Baoer rubbed his eyes and sat up and asked. Wu Zhao said, "Let's continue on our journey."

"Ah? We still have to hurry. Where are we going?" Baoer asked.

Wu Zhao said, "Let's go to Yanhe Village."

"Oh." Baoer responded, then stood up with Wu Zhao.

The old fisherman saw Wu Zhao was about to leave, and said with a smile: "You're leaving so soon? Can't you talk for a while? Twenty taels of silver for such a short time, it's not worth it."

"No." Wu Zhao said calmly, "I can't talk to you. Goodbye."

After saying that, Wu Zhao took Baoer and left directly, walking along the river bank all the way downstream towards Yanhe Village.

The old fisherman watched the two little figures go away and couldn't help but sigh: "Young people nowadays are really becoming more and more complicated."

Yanhe Village is indeed built along the river. The village is not big, with more than a hundred households, but it has everything you need, including a market.

Wu Zhao made two buns for Baoer and wrapped a piece of cloth around them to cover her ears.

As for her tail, it was easy, just tuck it into her pants. But Baoer herself felt very uncomfortable, with her tail tucked tightly into her pants, causing her tail to sway from side to side when she walked.

Wu Zhao used five copper coins to buy incense and candles, used another five copper coins to buy some fruits as offerings, and finally used three copper coins to buy a red cloth strip that was one foot and two fingers wide.

The two then came to the Dragon King Temple near the river outside the village. It was a rammed earth temple that looked quite old, and the rammed earth walls had begun to shift.

The two entered the temple and immediately saw the statue of the deity placed on a dusty altar.

It was a wooden statue of a god wearing an indigo robe, with a human body and a dragon head. Although the paint on the statue had peeled off a lot, the majesty of the statue was still visible.

"Baoer, offer sacrifices." Wu Zhao said.

Baoer responded, then placed the fruits in his arms on the altar one by one, and then tied the red cloth strip to the divine flag on the side.

Then Wu Zhao lit the incense with a fire stick, burned the incense, bowed, and then inserted it into the incense burner.

Afterwards, Wu Zhao and Bao Er knelt down together and kowtowed three times to the statue of the Dragon King. Then Wu Zhao cleared his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and prayed in his heart: "Dragon King of Chan River, I, the Taoist child of Xianyuan, burn incense and respectfully present this to you. I feel grateful for the Dragon King's mercy and love. Wu Zhao sincerely bows a hundred times and hopes that the gods will appear and bestow a true dragon spirit. I will never forget your great kindness. Wu Zhao sincerely bows down."

After finishing his prayer, Wu Zhao kowtowed three times to the Dragon King of the Chan River again, and then knelt there quietly.

At this moment, inside the Chanhe Water Palace.

Ao Jun was sitting in the hall, at a loss what to do and with a worried look on her face, because three days ago she received a letter from home saying that her younger brother Ao Fan had secretly run away from Luoshui for fun half a month ago, but somehow had offended the City God of Luoyang who was on patrol.

In the letter, Ao Jun's parents sounded very anxious. They only said that Ao Fan had an argument with the City God of Luoyang Prefecture, and finally even fought with the ghost general and ghost generals under the City God of Luoyang Prefecture.

Then Ao Fan's soul was arrested by the City God of Luoyang Prefecture and imprisoned in the City God's Mansion. Only Ao Fan's body was sent back to his home in Luoshui River.

Ao Jun sighed. Her family were all ordinary dragons born in the Luo River and had no power or influence.

Although Ao Jun was a woman, she was also very hardworking. She often rescued people from danger in the Luo River, did good deeds, and accumulated considerable merits and achievements.

Later, she was recommended by the god of Luo River and became the Dragon King of Chan River. Only then did their family "turn the tables" and finally gave birth to a dragon god.

Although he is only an eighth-rank water god of a small river, he is still a righteous god after all, and has distanced himself from ordinary dragons.

But now his younger brother Ao Fan had offended the City God of Luoyang Prefecture and had his soul taken away, causing Ao Jun's family, who had just turned around, to immediately fall into hardship and despair.

A very realistic situation is before her. If Ao Jun wants to save her brother, she will certainly offend the City God of Luoyang Prefecture, and the water god of Luo River may not protect her at that time.

If she doesn't save him, her only brother will be gone, and she will be branded as heartless and ungrateful.

Just when Ao Jun was frowning and sighing, not knowing what to do between the dilemma of career and family, Wu Zhao's voice of prayer suddenly rang in her ears.

Ao Jun didn't care at first, but he became surprised when he heard the rest, "A request for a true dragon's energy?"

Ao Jun's face was full of surprise. She immediately suppressed the confusion in her heart and used her magical power to take a look inside the Yanshui River Dragon King Temple.

When she saw Wu Zhao and Bao Er, she couldn't help but be even more surprised, "A mortal little girl and a squirrel spirit? What are they doing together? And they want the true dragon spirit? What do they want to do?"

Ao Jun, who has always been conscientious and responsible, was very puzzled. Why did two little girls come to seek the true dragon's energy? She pondered for a moment, and out of responsibility as a righteous god in heaven, she decided to investigate the matter thoroughly before she could feel at ease.

So Ao Jun looked at Wu Zhao who was kneeling devoutly in the Dragon King Temple, and immediately used his magical power to cover Wu Zhao and let her fall asleep.

Afterwards, Ao Jun formed a magic seal with his hands, and immediately the god Zhao appeared in Wu Zhao’s dream.

After Wu Zhao fell asleep, she found herself in a daze and came to a river bank. She stood on the river bank and looked around. She saw green mountains and clear waters, willows and flowers on the banks, but the river in front of her was surging.

Suddenly, a water column a hundred feet high rose up from the river in front of him with a "boom", and then a divine light appeared. Wu Zhao looked up and saw that there was a real dragon with a dragon head and a human body, wearing an indigo fairy robe, standing on the water column.

The real dragon was majestic and dignified, standing on the water column with its hands behind its back. Its pair of dragon eyes were shining brightly, looking down at him.

(End of this chapter)