Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

Looking at Academician Wang's mysterious expression, Zhuge Yuan frowned, "What's your plan?"

This science madman has too many ideas in his mind, who knows what he is talking about?

"It was the idea that the gods died and only the river god survived." Academician Wang's forehead was twisted into the word "Chuan", "This idea now seems to be a bit of a frog in the bottom of the well."

"I think I should add an idea about Lord River God."

"Huh? You don't say that he is a god, what else is there?" Zhuge Yuan was surprised, and he came to be interested, interested in the Lord River.

"Zhuge, I don't think the river god is a surviving god. He exists behind the scenes and guides the gods to seal the evil spirits. He is the most powerful god."

"What? The most powerful immortal? Why?" Minister Zhuge Yuan's eyes widened, a little confused.

"Because he is immortal."

"!!" Zhuge Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

"You think, he runs through the civilization of human history. He is immortal. If other gods die, he will live, because he is the most powerful god!"

Why did the souls of the Jin Dynasty become Yin soldiers?

Perhaps, in a certain era, the gods and the evil spirits fought a war, the gods were almost dead, and the evil spirits were also lurking and lurking because of their vitality, but God River was the only one who survived.

But he knew that the evil spirits would make a comeback, and he made a big wish to find a way to deal with the evil spirits, so he silently stood outside the long river of time watching everything, silently making many preparations.

Finally, he found a way to collect the dead souls of those who have merit and virtue in their bodies and become Yin gods. It is preparation. It is also one of preparations to appear in the Tang Dynasty and become the 'Li San of meritorious deeds'. In the past century, the evil spirits have recovered After making a comeback, he also appeared and brought a lot of preparations to deal with the evil spirits who were causing chaos in the world.

Academician Wang painted a grand picture.

Minister Zhuge Yuan seemed to be listening to a myth, his face full of confusion.

Where is this from? Why does it feel like nothing is right? But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

There seems to be no contradiction in this logic.

The office fell into silence, and for a long time, Zhuge Yuan broke the silence, "Pharaoh, what you said seems to be alright, according to your assumptions, God Lord River is now here, bringing his thousands of years of preparation, isn't it this time? Will he succeed?"

"I don't know, I can't guess." Academician Wang blurted out with deep eyes.

The corners of Minister Zhuge Yuan's mouth twitched. Could it be that the Lord River will eventually lose to the evil spirits after thousands of years?

Academician Wang took a sip of tea and continued, "Zhuge, this is just an assumption, we have never seen Lord River God with our own eyes."

"Then didn't He Xunshuang bring evidence? He Xunshuang said not to offend Lord River God. He is extremely scary and far beyond our imagination. Isn't this evidence?"

This can be understood as the strength of the God of the River is terrible, and the ability is also terrible beyond the imagination of human beings.

Or is it that Lord River God's temper is terrible?

I think it is necessary to pay attention to this point. In the future, when facing the River God, we must be cautious in words and deeds, be careful and be careful again.

The River God is scary in everything, I would rather be in awe than do things in the world...

Watching Academician Wang speak more and more mysteriously, Zhuge Yuan was completely stunned...

The shore of Luoshui, the river temple.

After the expansion of the River Temple, the surrounding walls are much taller than before, and it is still under construction.

A worker in his thirties was walking around the construction site. He drank a little high at a party with some old friends last night, and he was in a state of buoyancy all day today.

"Hey~ it's probably fake wine again, it's never been this serious before." The worker finally mumbled and walked towards the place where the tools were placed.

"Teng! Teng!" Suddenly, a basketball appeared not far away and jumped to the corner of the wall.

Hearing the sound, the worker turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"Whoosh!" An outrageous afterimage flashed by, and then a small dot appeared next to the basketball, as if sensing someone, he turned his head to look.

The worker's eyes widened, and in his sight was a two-year-old child with pale skin and a white origami coat.

Looking at each other, the decoration worker swallowed a mouthful of spit. He couldn't see a human look in the child's eyes.

In an instant, the drunken pain in his brain disappeared, and his body was no longer uncomfortable. The hairs on his back stood up, and his scalp felt numb.

"Gudong!" Cold sweat dripped from the worker's forehead, he swallowed nervously and then subconsciously retreated, but his heel tripped over a brick and fell to the ground.

"Uh!" He suddenly fell down, and the pain in his butt made him groan, but then the worker looked up at the corner of the wall.

Only, it was empty.

The kid and the basketball disappeared.

"Huh?" The worker was surprised, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

Could it be that he drank too much fake wine last night and had hallucinations today?

Thinking of all the sequelae of drinking fake wine, but he absolutely believes that he is not wrong.

He not only saw the scene just now, but also heard the sound of basketball on the ground. He was sure that it was definitely not the reason for the fake wine.

Forget the hallucinations, could he still hear hallucinations with normal hearing?

Shaking his head, the worker got up to get his tool bag, where he was working.

This time, he was sobered up a lot, his footsteps were extremely fast, and at the same time, he kept recalling the scene just now in his mind.

"The child's face was pale, and there was no gleam in his eyes. He must be a kid. Could there be a kid in the River Temple?" The worker muttered as he walked, making himself laugh.

Picking up the tool bag, the worker remembered that when he came to work on his first day, he heard people on the street discussing the haunted incident, and he talked about it vividly for a while; thinking about the picture he just saw, the worker swallowed it. A spit out of his legs and ran.

People are always like this, when faced with unknown things, horror events hidden in the bottom of their hearts will automatically appear in their minds.

The so-called daytime is not about the length of the person, and at night, it is not about the right and wrong of a ghost. At this time, the workers only feel that they have really encountered a ghost.

He ran to the place where the co-workers were, and made up his mind that he must form a group when he was working.

"Tutu, can't play like this in the future? Do you know?"

After the workers left, Li San's voice sounded faintly.

At this time, there was a little boy standing in the backyard of the temple, and it was the little ghost baby that the workers saw.

Hearing that Li San reprimanded himself, Tutu nodded his head in a humane manner, then walked towards the Heshen Mansion with the basketball in his arms.

Seeing that Tutu was so well-behaved, Li San nodded with satisfaction, and then looked through the layers of walls to see the worker who was doing the slaughtering.