Chapter 648

The world is gray, and the cold wind howls.

The lead-gray water surface surges and rises and falls, mountains rise and collapse, and crystal-clear white snow covers thousands of miles, falling straight down.

The entire marsh surface seems to be flickering with small white flowers, melting into the water the moment they bloom, and blooming new flowers the moment they melt.

Bang!

The water surface rises abruptly.

The huge sound wave scatters the snow falling faintly in the air. The giant snake with a missing half of its head screams and breaks through the water, its spine covered with white flowers, flying a hundred zhang high, drawing an arc, and smashing heavily onto the water surface.

Boom!

The spray is thrown high, falls back, and subsides.

Rich black-red dyes the surging water, and blood is mixed in the cold wind.

Water birds screech, braving the wind and snow, folding their wings and diving with their claws.

The fish schools ignore the danger, scrambling forward to snatch food. Even the filter-feeding silver carp and bighead carp are opening and closing their lips, desperately swallowing minced meat.

Whoosh!

The Bai Yuan drills out of the water. The west wind is biting, rolling snow to wrap around its body. Between condensing and not melting, it seems to have grown a new layer of dense white short velvet.

One punch hammers a great spirit monster to death.

Liang Qu looks around.

Invisible killing intent permeates and surges, ripples flow in the distance, and shadows float.

The water beasts that sensed the huge movement are all pushing toward this place, mighty and majestic.

Swish!

Before the water beasts could confront him in person.

The Bai Yuan flashes and disappears, leaving only bubbles fluttering.

A while later.

Lantern fish, puffer fish, crabs, giant crocodiles, river dogs arrive one after another... all kinds of water beasts are varied.

There are great spirit monsters, and water demons; there are the dependents of the East Snake and North Fish tribes, and there are also small water tribes that are simply moved by the territory.

The crowd of beasts surrounds the miserably dead water snake, waving their fins and discussing.

The snake head, dying with eyes wide open, opens and closes unconsciously, and the half-sunken fist mark on the top of the skull is clearly visible, seemingly accusing something.

Observing in secret for a long time.

Seeing the timing is ripe.

The fat catfish flicks its tail, rolls twice in the silt, drills out quickly, as if dusty, rushing from afar, mixing into the water beast group without any sense of disharmony, and squeezing next to a dogfish demon that is pointing out the country and expressing its views, nodding constantly.

Being so supportive, the dogfish demon that gained recognition is very gratified, but looking back, it feels confused.

Where did this black fish come from?

Quite unfamiliar.

The fat catfish flicks its long whiskers, indicating that the bustling crowd of beasts all come for profit, so don't worry about the details. Immediately after, the whisker tip depicts the outline of the Bai Yuan, indicating that when it just came, it saw with its own eyes a water beast of such appearance leaving, but it was aggressive, and it drilled into the mud and didn't dare to show its head.

The crowd of demons is shocked.

With head, hands, and feet, combined with the fist mark, isn't the murderer the Bai Yuan!

The dogfish demon's pupils shine brightly.

Searching for half a year without success, it suddenly popped up under its eyelids. It really is a case of "breaking the fish tail without looking, and getting it without effort"!

The crowd of demons hurriedly asks which direction the Bai Yuan fled.

The fat catfish puts its two whiskers together, crosses its head, bends out a right-angle arrow, and points to the east!

The dogfish demon waves its big fin and strives to be the first.

Charge!

Bang!

Bang!

The earth beats like a drum, and the water beasts turn over their bellies.

The Bai Yuan charges and crashes all the way. The flood waves fanned out by its palms are like tornadoes, and the water flow stepped out by its soles is like a pillar. One punch for one great spirit monster, booming the fish and beasts over, blood dripping.

The 2% fusion degree of the Water King Ape is simply not something that a mere great spirit monster can touch.

Touch it and get hurt, bump into it and die.

A pair of iron fists has no match, roaming in all directions.

The giant carp that died on the spot smashes down heavily, raising a thick curtain.

The Bai Yuan leaps and disappears.

The fathead fish that accidentally passed by in the grass feels a little relieved, but before it could catch its breath.

"Fish head stew is not bad."

Whoosh!

The white steam dissipates.

A big hand grabs over.

The fathead fish, thinking it had escaped, is shocked and has no time to flee.

Dong!

Flicking its finger slightly.

A chestnut knocks the fathead fish unconscious.

Liang Qu buries it in the soil, stacks a small stone tower in the shape of "pin," tells the fat catfish the location, and leaves again.

Not far behind.

The water beast team following is becoming more and more massive.

Hundreds of great spirit monsters, dozens of water demons, mighty and majestic, dragging out half a mile.

On the way to chase the Bai Yuan, the team occasionally encounters dead or seriously injured water beasts. Every time this happens, there are always water beasts that stop their pace, eat two bites simply, and then catch up with the main force.

The fat catfish follows at the back of the team, swaying, unhurriedly, seeing the marks nearby, waiting for a little while, and after the water beasts leave, hurriedly arches open the soil, bites the tail, and drags out the fathead fish.

Round Head, Cannot Move, and Fist arrive one after another, dragging the unconscious fathead fish to Yixing Town.

This fish is one of the offerings this year.

And so.

The Bai Yuan stirs up wind and rain, and the crowd of demons chases relentlessly.

In just half a day.

The spirit monsters near Pingyang Prefecture move with the wind, and with the hearsay of the spirit monsters along the way, they all know that the Bai Yuan is heading east.

Those who report news report news, those who chase chase.

Anyone with ambition runs to the depths of the Great Marsh in a swarm, and the nearby water territory is rarely quiet.

Midnight.

The junction of the South Territory and the East Territory.

Roar!

The fish dragon dances wildly.

The iron-headed fish demon opens its big mouth and rushes straight over.

The Bai Yuan does not dodge or evade, pinching the iron-headed fish's upper and lower jaws with its bare hands, pushing and pulling, the iron chin that the iron-headed fish is proud of is violently torn off, thrown out with a wave of its hand, blood flows from the fracture, and the scarlet blood mist puffs and drifts like a flag.

The iron-headed fish's pupils open wide, and as the light fades, it is filled with incomprehension.

Contending for the baptism of strange phenomena in summer, facing an iron-headed fish demon still required caution.

Now, a water demon comparable to the mid-level Hunting Tiger, three punches and two kicks.

Raising its foot, it kicks the fish corpse away.

Liang Qu swims to the surface and gazes at the night.

Starlight flickers.

The wind and snow have not stopped.

Accidentally wandered for a whole day.

Everything that should be collected is collected. Hearing the fat catfish report the whereabouts of the demon beasts, Liang Qu uses a 【Water Travel Thousand Miles】 to escape back to Pingyang, leaving the main force catching the Bai Yuan to bury their heads and rush forward.

Go chase.

Go home and sleep.

That night.

The eaves are covered with a layer of white cotton, and the noise of the world disappears.

For the next two days, to ensure there were no Flood Dragon eyes and ears nearby, Liang Qu occasionally transformed into a Bai Yuan and ran into the water to make trouble, attracting the attention of the water beasts.

And whenever the water beasts rushed forward, but couldn't hear the news of the Bai Yuan, and hesitated whether to turn back.

The fat catfish would report news immediately.

Liang Qu would run to the front of the troops in time, hammer two water beasts, and strengthen their beliefs.

Three whole days.

The water beasts acting as the Flood Dragon's eyes and ears ran further and further, inadvertently circling the entire South Territory, making a whole circle, and finally heading back to Pingyang Prefecture.

Learning that the Bai Yuan was approaching again, the few remaining water beasts finally couldn't withstand the temptation and headed toward each other, trying to surround it.

Even the river officials patrolling the River-Lake Office noticed that the frequency of water beasts appearing in the past two days had decreased a lot.

For a time, they couldn't figure it out.

At the same time.

The fish demons acting separately did not re-gather in Pingyang Prefecture, and the news of the Bai Yuan's appearance did not reach the Dragon Palace in the middle court.

January 5th.

The snow has not melted.

The commoners of Shangrao Pier gather at the pier.

High wooden frames support like dragon gates, thick iron chains bind the fish bodies, three beasts are hung upside down, and the bloody smell mixes into the cold wind and spreads.

Time is tight.

The number of people participating in the sacrifice this year is not as many as in the summer, but their mental outlook is excellent, each with a ruddy complexion, clean and tidy.

It would be a waste not to take advantage of free benefits. It's cold, and taking a satisfying hot bath at home costs a lot of firewood. Taking a bath once a month is considered delicate. It's different in the bathhouse, and there is soap that can be used vigorously.

"Main sacrificer, proceed!"

Xiang Fang Su sings the ritual loudly.

Liang Qu ascends the altar, finishes singing the sacrificial text, takes three steps, and inserts long incense into the incense burner.

【Sacrificing to the Huai River, River Favorability +1.2417】

【River Favorability: 6.4938】

In the dark.

A closer connection has been established between Liang Qu and the Jianghuai.

Sacrifice completed.

The crowd consciously disperses, lining up in a long queue, taking meat one by one.

Xiang Fang Su rolls up his long sleeves, jumps off the sacrificial platform, and puts his arm around Liang Qu's shoulder.

"Ashui, let's discuss something!"

"What is it?"

"Let me be the main sacrificer on June 6th!"

"Talk about it next time, talk about it next time."

"Heh, I've spent silver twice! One hundred each time, two hundred taels in total!"

(End of chapter)