The road is vague

Chapter 119 Qingshui River God
the next day.

After a night's rest in Qingshui Town, Li Mo and Tian Feng regained their spirits.

So the two of them stood up and, together with the village heads, village heads, gentry, and common people of Qinghe Town, once again held a sacrificial ceremony to the river god of Qinghe.

The villagers burn incense and pray for peace, which is one of the daily activities of the people in the town.

Li Mo came to the statue of the river god temple.

The river god statue of Qinghe is an old turtle standing and looking down with a bamboo stick in hand, with a fruit plate and offerings placed in front of it.

According to the people, the Qingshui River God is a vegetarian.

Li Mo took out his waist badge and inputted magic power into it. A ray of light flashed and shone on the statue of the old turtle.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mo felt that a divine thought had established a special connection with him.

"So it's Li, the Vice-Chief of the Ministry of Destiny. I'm sorry for not coming to greet you. I hope you'll forgive me."

"Qingshui River God, since you are the deity here, worshipped devoutly by the people, you should protect this area. Why do you sit back and watch as the people here are harmed by evil spirits and monsters?"

As a registered god in the Daqian Kingdom, one must at least cultivate a demon pill and possess spiritual intelligence.

If a monster beast wants to cultivate a monster pill, it needs to reach the foundation-building stage or above. The higher the monster beast's potential and aptitude, and the more profound its cultivation, the greater the probability of cultivating a monster pill. Until the golden elixir stage, all monster beasts will inevitably cultivate a monster pill.

Therefore, the cultivation level of this Qingshui River God should be at least in the middle or late stage of foundation building.

"This little deity has been worshipped by the people of Qinghe, condensing the essence of the sun and the moon for over a hundred years. Now that I'm registered with the court of the Great Qian Kingdom, it's natural that I want to protect the people here. Therefore, a few days ago, this little deity had a great battle with that evil spirit."

Having said that, the river god sighed.

"But this evil spirit possesses extraordinary abilities. Not only is it incredibly cunning and never approaches the banks of the Qing River, making it difficult for me to unleash my full power, it also generates a special kind of willpower. When I was refining the essence of the sun and the moon, it was contaminated by this willpower, causing me to experience unbearable pain in my abdomen..."

"Ok?"

Listening to the description of the Qingshui River God, Li Mo and Tian Feng couldn't help but frown and think deeply.

Evil spirits don't have any so-called realm of cultivation. They only have the ability to create all kinds of disasters and calamities. Li Mo has a deep understanding of this from his experience in the forbidden formation of Zhongshan Kingdom.

Even some inconspicuous evil spirits can pose a threat to high-level monks because of their incredible abilities.

The so-called wish power mentioned by the Qingshui River God can be understood as the power of the people's incense, or the power of prayer, or even popularity. Since the mountain and sea world contains too many elements related to popularity, the monsters need to absorb popularity to speed up the refining of the essence of the sun and the moon in their bodies.

of course.

The monsters also have a more direct way to refine the essence of the sun and the moon, which is to eat humans.

This is a very strange order of heaven and earth.

It seems that for monsters, humans are indispensable nutrients in their growth process, and the same seems to be true for humans. Hunting monsters and seizing monster cores is the best alternative to high-level spiritual medicines, and there is no need to worry about drug resistance.

"Could it be that this is some kind of evil spirit that specifically targets the gods?"

Li Mo guessed thoughtfully.

"In that case, what does it look like? What abilities did it use during the battle?"

The Qingshui River God responded in a low voice, "This evil spirit looks like a giant fly covered in slimy tentacles. Its spirit power is incredibly strong. It can manipulate various objects to fight through its divine consciousness and even interfere with magical tools. It also flies very fast. It's difficult for me to catch up with it from the shore..."

About half an incense stick of time later.

Li Mo came to the village head and village chief of Qingshui Town.

"Immediately organize your forces and go to each village to inform the people of Qinghe Town to stay as much as possible along the banks of the Qinghe River for the next few days. The river gods will protect them. This evil spirit is extremely cunning and must be dealt with personally by our Inspectors from the Ministry of Destiny."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the village heads and village heads passed the message to each other, quickly organized personnel, and went to each village and hamlet to evacuate people.

Li Mo and Tian Feng rode fast horses and continued to rush to Qiuyu Village and Sanjing Village, which were the areas where evil spirits were causing trouble.

Generally speaking.

After the birth of evil spirits, their activities are often restricted.

As the disasters it creates become more severe, its range of activity will become larger and larger.

Until they grow into a big evil and master the ability to create large-scale disasters, their range of activities will suddenly increase dramatically, especially after absorbing a large amount of resentment, the growth rate of these evil spirits will be incredibly fast.

It's late afternoon.

Li Mo and Tian Feng came to Qiuyu Village.

This is a small village with only a hundred households and a population of about five to six hundred people.

However, like Shanbei Village, the villagers here live in a large area and are far apart from each other, and they are not gathered together.

A group of strong men came running with crude weapons. When they saw that the visitors were two inspectors, they all knelt down and sobbed.

"Please, sir, save us!"

"Please, sir, rid the people of this evil..."

Li Mo and Tian Feng dismounted. Tian Feng tied up the horse, while Li Mo looked at the elderly village chief who was the leader of the group of strong men.

"Go and inform all the villagers in the village to leave as soon as possible and live by the Qingshui River. The Qingshui River God will protect them."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

As the village chief sounded the gong and left, Li Mo looked at the leader of this group of militiamen.

This man was strong and sturdy, with an extraordinary bearing. He carried a knife on his waist and had a fierce look on his face. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

However, since martial artists have limited means, even if they cultivate internal strength, they may have a chance of survival when dealing with cultivators, but they will definitely die when dealing with evil spirits.

"I want to know how many people in the village have suffered at its hands, and how many have witnessed this evil spirit firsthand?"

The militia leader bowed respectfully.

"Reporting to you, sir, seven people have been killed in Qiuyu Village. All those who witnessed the evil spirit have met with misfortune without exception. However, I heard that there are even more victims in Sanjing Village, and one witness has been possessed and driven insane."

Li Mo nodded.

"Have you ever seen a monk come here?"

"This morning around 2:30 PM, a monk calling himself Steel Seal arrived, claiming he was going up the mountain to rid the people of harm."

Li Mo and Tian Feng looked at each other.

"You should also take shelter by the river. This evil spirit is very serious. You must not act without authorization before receiving orders from the village head. The two of us are going to Sanjing Village to take another look." "Yes!"

After bidding farewell to the people in Qiuyu Village, Li Mo and Tian Feng rode their horses at full speed to Sanjing Village.

Sanjing Village and Qiuyu Village are villages located on both sides of the same mountain.

Because the two villages are far away from Qinghe River, they both face the problem of water shortage during the dry season, so the two villages have adopted different coping methods.

As the name of Sanjing Village suggests, the villagers dug three large wells at all costs.

Qiuyu Village has built many reservoirs to store the autumn rain for use in the dry season.

After one stick of incense.

Li Mo and Tian Fen walked along a small mountain path and finally arrived at Sanjing Village. The village chief and militiamen came forward to greet them.

Li Mo still asked the village chief to organize the villagers to take temporary refuge on both sides of Qinghe River, while he himself, led by one person, went to the home of the crazy farmer.

This is the only person who has seen the evil spirit alive.

All evil spirits have the same characteristics. If a person with insufficient spiritual consciousness encounters one, even if he survives by chance, his soul will be greatly affected and he may become a little crazy or even lose his memory.

After Li Mo entered the room, he looked at the crazy old farmer.

The man looked to be in his forties and was having a seizure on the bed. In the room, besides a peasant woman, there were three sons and one daughter, and several crying grandchildren downstairs.

Everyone looked at Li Mo, feeling bewildered.

"This is a symptom of severe convulsions and must be treated promptly."

Li Mo's words stunned Tian Feng.

It was not until Li Mo wrote the prescription and the family knelt down in gratitude in front of Li Mo that Tian Feng realized that this Deputy General Li actually knew medicine.

"That's not necessary. You should go to town and get some medicine. If your husband experiences a similar condition again, you must seek treatment promptly. Don't delay the treatment. If it doesn't relapse within a year, even if he's fully recovered, he'll just forget the memory and experience occasional twitching in his hands and feet. Remember, don't stray far from the river for the next few days."

Herbal medicine only has a calming effect, and whether the patient can be cured depends on the patient himself.

"Thank you for saving my life!"

"Thank you, sir..."

As the family walked away, Li Mo sighed.

"There's nothing more to be learned in this situation. This is the terrifying nature of evil spirits. Even if someone is treated after a severe convulsion, they will lose their memories."

"I didn't expect the general flag also knows medicine."

"Practicing medicine to save lives, but little Doyle, how can it compare to the chivalrous acts of the inspectors who save the world."

Tian Feng was deeply inspired by what he said and nodded in agreement.

"General, since that Jin monk has arrived here, he's probably not from the White Moon Organization. The evil spirit is probably hiding on this mountain. The monk has been up there for over an hour now. Should we provide support as soon as possible?"

"There's no rush yet."

Li Mo's face was calm.

"This mountain isn't big. If he discovers something, there will definitely be a noise. By then, I can still use my Wind Control Technique to provide support. The most important task now is to protect the people."

Tian Feng then realized that Li Mo was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his magical powers far exceeded his own, so his methods naturally could not be judged by his common sense.

What seems like a big mountain to you is just a small mountain to others.

So Tian Feng sighed in his heart, feeling that he was indeed old and senile.

After a while.

Li Mo and Tian Fen returned to the big willow tree in Sanjing Village again, only to see a man roaring hysterically and angrily, ignoring all attempts by those around him to persuade him.

"I won't leave. I want to avenge my parents!"

Then he noticed Li Mo and Tian Feng, and immediately ran over with a knife and knelt down before them.

"My Lords, I have practiced martial arts since childhood. I once served as an escort for the Ping'an Escort Agency in Qinghe Town, and later as a martial artist at the White Tiger Martial Arts School in Bai'an County. Two years ago, I returned to town and opened the Longjing Martial Arts School. I originally wanted to give my elderly parents a good life, but I didn't expect..."

The man was in agony, his eyes filled with hatred, and he seemed to be afraid of nothing.

Tian Feng looked reluctant when he heard this.

"Child, although you have mastered martial arts, you are still just a mortal. It is not easy to deal with evil spirits. Or..."

"Tian Lao."

Li Mo stopped Tian Feng and looked at the man.

"What's your name?"

"Sun Yu!"

The man's resounding answer made Li Mo smile with relief.

"Please allow me to address you as Hero Sun. It is an honor for Sanjing Village to have a hero like you. Your parents' spirits in heaven would also be proud of you!"

After hearing this, Sun Yu's originally grief-stricken face finally showed some comfort.

Li Mo could understand Sun Yu's feelings, so he assigned him a task to check whether all the villagers in Sanjing Village had left the village.

Sun Yu left immediately.

"General, he's just a mortal. Isn't this too reckless?"

"Mr. Tian, ​​Gao Xiaoqi once said something to me, and I think what he said makes a lot of sense."

Li Mo reiterated what Gao Zhengyi had said.

"He said that the laws of Daqian aren't solely upheld by us, the Inspectors of the Ministry of Mandate, but by everyone in Daqian. We must unite all those who support this legal order. Mortals aren't our cattle and horses, but rather the group that represents justice, law, and authority in the process of enforcing the laws. Because of their existence, we enjoy various special rights in the process of carrying out our missions. They are also the breeding ground for us."

Tian Feng nodded and sighed.

“Times have really changed.”

Sixty-eight-year-old Tian Feng's memory still remains stuck in the past fifty years.

At that time, Lingmu Sect was still in its heyday. Bai'an County was just an insignificant small county in the land of three towns. Hua'an, Quhe and Tongchao were still outside the Great Wall. The war between Daqian Kingdom and Lu Kingdom was as fierce as fire and water, and many friends around him were recruited to the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)