Old Yu head was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
“This method is called the ‘River Sacrifice to Turn Disaster Method’. A passing fisherman cultivator told me about it…”
“That day I was fishing in the river, and for some reason, the boat suddenly sank. It probably hit a reef at the bottom of the river, or bumped into the sharp horn of some kind of water demon…”
“Fisherman cultivators who have sunk their boats in the river and lost their lives… I’ve heard of countless such stories in my lifetime.”
“At that time, my heart panicked, and I swam desperately towards the shore. But just as I swam halfway, I was targeted by a water demon…”
“Just when I thought I was about to lose my life in the Smoke Water River, a passing fisherman cultivator injured that water demon and dragged me forcefully to the shore…”
“That’s how I managed to save my life…”
Old Yu head sighed, still feeling lingering fear even now.
Mo Hua’s gaze focused, and he asked, “What did that passing fisherman cultivator look like?”
Old Yu head thought for a bit, “He was a man who was used to the water, extremely good at swimming. His skin was completely white, like the white fish in the river. His eyebrows were very faint, and his appearance was strange. But the more you looked, the more you felt he had kind eyes and a benevolent appearance…”
Mo Hua’s gaze sank slightly.
Jian Jiang Long…
“Then what?”
“Then…” Old Yu head pondered, “I was extremely grateful to him and said I wanted to repay him, but he waved his hand and said… oh, he said that since we all make a living in the water, when we encounter misfortune, we should help each other. It’s just a small effort, no need to be polite.”
“Ah, what a good person…” Old Yu head sighed, and then said:
“So I invited him for a drink. Although it was cheap liquor, he didn’t dislike it.”
“After three rounds of drinking, we chatted speculatively and talked about some of the hardships of fisherman cultivators. He said he had no father or mother, no son or daughter, and was all alone.”
“I said I was the complete opposite. I have a large family, but it’s all fate. We live a bitter life, and there’s no prospect.”
“My two grandsons have good spiritual roots, but there are simply no spirit stones to support their cultivation.”
“It’s because I, as their grandfather, am useless and have dragged down their future.”
Old Yu head’s expression was self-deprecating as he spoke, then he shook his head and continued:
“That fisherman cultivator heard this and wanted to speak but stopped. He originally wanted to open his mouth but held back and didn’t say anything, just indulged in drinking.”
“But I saw his hesitation, so I said to him, say whatever you want directly, there’s no need for scruples.”
“He kept shaking his head. I pressed him again and again, and only then did he sigh and tell me about this ‘River Sacrifice to Turn Disaster’ method.”
“He said this sacrifice method was also something he heard from some old cultivators, and whether it was useful, he didn’t know either.”
“That fisherman cultivator said that in this world there is a kind of blood fish that needs to be raised with blood, with a pious body and mind. Wait until its mouth and teeth split open, and its fins turn into human-like hands and feet, then throw it into a well and offer it to the river god. If you get the river god’s protection, your heart’s desires can be realized…”
“I felt it was fishy and couldn’t understand why it needed a pious body and mind, why it needed to be raised with blood, and since it was offered to the river god, why not throw it into the river but instead into a well…”
Mo Hua was curious, “What did that fisherman cultivator say?”
Old Yu head frowned and said, “That fisherman cultivator said he didn’t know either. This ancient method has been passed down like this, and not a single bit can be changed.”
“He said that since it’s a sacrifice to the river god, then this is the river god’s jianjiu, how would we human cultivators know…”
“I was a bit hesitant.”
“He then asked me if I wanted to use it or not. He also said that not everyone who uses this method can get the river god’s protection, but it’s worth trying anyway…”
“If I really wanted to use this method to sacrifice to the ‘river god’, then out of friendship, he could get the ‘blood fish’ for me, without needing any spirit stones, just treat him to a drink.”
“Spirit stones are precious, but this kind of alcohol is not valuable.”
“I thought to myself, I’ll try it. Even if it doesn’t work, I’ll only lose some money on alcohol, it’s not a big deal.”
“Besides, this old brother saved my life, he wouldn’t deliberately harm me.”
“He told me so much, it was also out of goodwill, for my own good…”
Mo Hua’s brows furrowed as he listened.
Old Yu head didn’t know the inside story and just sighed to himself, looking at Mo Hua, “Young master, you should know everything that happened afterwards…”
Old Yu head was a bit emotional:
“I did that, and I got the river god’s protection. I caught a three-color carp and sold it for eight thousand spirit stones. My two little grandsons also had a future…”
Old Yu head’s expression suddenly became terrified as he spoke:
“But this kind of matter must never be revealed, otherwise it will attract the river god’s blame, and all my fortune will be gone.”
Old Yu head looked at Mo Hua with a pleading gaze:
“Young master, please, I beg you as an old man, do a good deed and just pretend you didn’t see anything.”
Mo Hua’s expression was complex, his thoughts moved slightly, and he nodded in agreement, saying:
“Alright, I won’t say anything.”
He didn’t think of advising Old Yu head, nor did he try to explain to him that the so-called river sacrifice was all fake. The river god he sacrificed to was not a river god at all, but very likely an evil god.
But in this world, foolish believers cannot be persuaded, and saying it is useless, he would never listen.
Mo Hua didn’t waste the effort, he just said:
“I won’t tell others about this matter, but you cannot raise those fish again, and you cannot sacrifice to the god in the well water again…”
Old Yu head’s face was conflicted.
Mo Hua then used a reason that was easy for him to understand, saying:
“Greed will provoke the river god’s punishment.”
“You have received enough blessings from the river god. If you continue to offer sacrifices and seek without limit, you will instead anger the river god and bring disaster…”
When Old Yu head heard this, his expression was indeed terrified, and he repeatedly nodded, saying:
“Right, right, young master is right!”
“I cannot be too greedy, it’s enough. My luck is already good enough. If I continue to be greedy, I’m afraid something bad will happen.”
Mo Hua nodded.
Old Yu head breathed a long sigh of relief and sincerely bowed to Mo Hua, saying:
“Thank you for your guidance, young master.”
Mo Hua nodded slightly, “Alright, then I’ll leave. Just pretend I didn’t come.”
After finishing speaking, Mo Hua turned and left cleanly.
Old Yu head’s expression was a bit dazed. Only then did he begin to think about why this young master appeared in the small fishing village so late?
What exactly did he come here to do?
Old Yu head couldn’t figure it out, but he turned his thoughts and felt that this was probably also the will of the river god.
The river god let this young master drive away the Wang family cultivators, also bought my fish, realized my wish, and let my two little grandsons have the opportunity to enter the sect.
Now it should also be the river god letting this young master come to guide me.
People cannot be too greedy.
Old Yu head nodded deeply, turned and looked at the water well, then carried his own fish tank and turned to leave.
After Old Yu head left, the area around the water well was empty and quiet, with no one else.
After a moment, a small figure slightly condensed again, and the figure appeared. It was Mo Hua.
He had coaxed Old Yu head away, then quietly returned in hiding and came to the front of the water well.
Mo Hua had seen this water well during the day but hadn’t paid attention to it. He didn’t expect the trick to be in this well.
Mo Hua lay on the wellhead and glanced inside the well.
The inside of the well was completely dark.
Mo Hua released his divine sense and probed deep into the well water. After a while, he detected water inside, and vaguely, there were several blood fish in the water.
Going deeper, it was a murky mess, and he couldn’t perceive anything.
“Is the evil god hiding in this well water?”
“How is it hiding?”
“Parasitizing flesh? Building an altar? Or sinking a preaching god statue of the evil god in the well water?”
“But this doesn’t seem right…”
Mo Hua frowned, “If the evil god was parasitizing at the bottom of the well, then the fisherman cultivators in the entire village would definitely have been polluted by the evil god. Why would it need to deceive Old Yu head into raising fish to spread evil thoughts like a ‘plague’…”
“Moreover, if the evil god was at the bottom of the well, I would have definitely discovered it myself.”
In Mo Hua’s pupils, black and white flashed. He used both strange calculation and derivation calculation to look into the well.
There was indeed blood mist appearing in the well, but it was very faint.
Compared to the scarlet blood mist seen with heavenly mechanism derivation calculation that day when he tracked Jian Jiang Long into the small fishing village, it was even fainter.
This is impossible…
Moreover, with Mo Hua’s understanding of the nature of evil thought-like existences, assuming the evil god, or some divine remains of the evil god, were truly parasitizing at the bottom of the well, it would definitely have impatiently drilled out by now, cackling and wanting to eat him.
“Evil god… where exactly is it hiding?”
“What secret is hidden in this well?”
Mo Hua frowned, thought for a long time without a clue, and couldn’t help but sigh.
Divine sense… so hungry…
Nothing to “eat”…
Mo Hua poked his head in again and looked at the water well, like a greedy child who wanted to drink “fish soup”, and couldn’t help but think:
“Or… jump into the well and take a look?”
As soon as this thought came up, it was suppressed by Mo Hua.
His divine sense was strong, but his physical body was very weak.
If he jumped into the well alone and encountered evil spirits, or even the evil god, he could cope a few times. But if he encountered ferocious water demons, he might not be careful and his life would be gone.
It’s not worth taking the risk.
But Mo Hua really wanted to know what was at the bottom of the well.
He furrowed his brows, thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He remembered that he still had a “small toy”.
Mo Hua immediately flipped open his storage bag and took out a “small tiger” from inside.
This was a puppet that Puppet Old had specially carved for him. Mo Hua had also drawn a spirit pivot array inside, which could be controlled by his divine sense for free movement.
The small tiger had a tiger’s head and a tiger’s brain.
Mo Hua looked at it, feeling a bit nostalgic.
He hadn’t used these “small tigers” for a long time since entering Qian Xue State. Now he could use one to explore the bottom of the well.
However, the small tiger was made of wood and would float on water.
Mo Hua thought for a bit, took several iron blocks, tied them to the small tiger’s body, and then threw it into the well.
With a “plop”.
The small tiger fell into the water, and then was pressed down by the iron blocks, slowly sinking towards the bottom of the well.
The bottom of the well was dim, and divine sense couldn’t perceive clearly.
The small tiger also couldn’t “swim”.
Mo Hua could only try his best to use his divine sense to lead the small tiger, paddling its claws, and slowly move at the bottom of the well.
He didn’t need the small tiger to investigate in detail, as long as he determined that there was no danger at the bottom of the well, that was enough.
The small tiger paddled for a long time, moving a little distance, when its body suddenly trembled, as if it had been bumped by something.
Mo Hua’s heart was alerted.
And then a muffled but intense “paddling” sound of water was transmitted from inside the well.
It seemed like a group of fish were swimming around angrily.
In less than a moment, Mo Hua felt that the small tiger had been swallowed by something, and then its breath completely disappeared.
Mo Hua was startled, and then felt fortunate.
“It’s a good thing I didn’t go down rashly…”
But his small tiger… lost one…
Mo Hua felt more or less sad.
“What exactly is at the bottom of the well that swallowed my small tiger?”
Mo Hua frowned, and suddenly thought of the sharp-toothed, fierce-mouthed, ferocious-eyed, blood-colored fish demon with fins turned into feet and walking upright that had transformed from the evil god’s will in his sea of consciousness during his dream that night.
Mo Hua vaguely had a guess.
These blood fish, thrown into the well, were probably used to raise “gu”.
They absorbed human blood and wish power, devoured each other in the well water, and would finally evolve into a large blood-colored fish demon perched in the deep well.
This fish demon was the “medium” polluted by the evil god.
At this time, it was not yet powerful.
But once it was fed more, and after it continuously devoured and grew bigger, the entire well would turn into a source of pollution, polluting the surroundings through the well water.
And the entire fishing village would also become an “incubator” for the evil god to spread.
Mo Hua’s heart was a bit heavy, and at the same time, he was still very perplexed.
If that was the case, then this well was just the “medium” for the evil god’s preaching, and not the origin of the evil god.
These fish cannot be the evil god.
Where exactly is the main body of the evil god?
Mo Hua put himself in someone else’s shoes and thought for a bit.
Suppose he was a “small evil god”, or a “god servant” who preached piously for the evil god, he would certainly not put all his eggs in one basket.
This also meant that he would not place the preaching medium and the evil god’s foundation in the same well.
The main body of the evil god must be hidden and not known to people, not allowing offense or blasphemy.
The preaching medium must also be hidden, but it must be widely spread, like well water, polluting believers.
The two must have a connection, but they cannot be completely isolated.
“So, this well is very problematic…”
The secret of the evil god is very likely hidden in the well, because besides this well, there are no other traces of the evil god appearing within ten li around.
“But what exactly is the secret, where is it hidden, and how is it hidden?”
Mo Hua scratched his head, feeling a bit puzzled.
The bottom of the well is dangerous, he can’t go, but outside the well…
Mo Hua circled the wellhead again, still not finding any other clues.
Not a single clue was given.
Mo Hua sighed in his heart: “The matter of evil god preaching is really treacherous and hard to predict…”
But he was unwilling to give up and searched the area around the well again.
But until dawn in the east, almost daybreak, he still gained nothing.
Mo Hua sighed, and could only temporarily give up.
He hid his body again, quietly left the water well, and then went directly to the familiar large tree at the entrance of the village, climbed up the branches, and continued to observe patiently.
“I just don’t believe I can’t catch your little tail…”
Mo Hua sat cross-legged, a little angry.
The sun rose, and the small fishing village was as usual.
Mo Hua just stared and stared, from morning to noon, and then watched with wide eyes as smoke rose from every household in the small fishing village, and they drank fish soup.
Mo Hua’s mood was a bit complex.
This fish soup… can’t be drunk…
The more they drank, the more heavily they were polluted by the evil god.
But he had no way now, no way to remind them, and even less could he startle the snake by beating the grass. He could only first try to find the foundation of the evil god and see if he could find a solution from the root…
Mo Hua sighed.
Just as he was sighing, Mo Hua caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and was suddenly startled.
He discovered a familiar person…
Full beard, knotted muscles, dark skin, looking like a big man proficient in water…
It was Jian Jiang Long in disguise!
Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.
Finally, he caught him!
Jian Jiang Long, who had disappeared in the small fishing village for several days, finally reappeared.
It was exactly noon at this time. Jian Jiang Long was carrying a fish basket, dressed as a fisherman cultivator, and walked through the small fishing village as if no one else was around, and no one suspected him.
Jian Jiang Long circled aimlessly in the village, seemingly checking the situation of the fisherman cultivators, and also seemingly selecting something.
Especially when passing by Old Yu head’s house, his gaze was even deeper, with a thoughtful expression.
Afterwards, he carried the fish basket and left the small fishing village.
Mo Hua hurriedly followed and found that after Jian Jiang Long left the fishing village, he walked to the edge of the Smoke Water River, dived fiercely, and plunged into the river.
Afterwards, he swam wantonly in the water like a big black fish.
Mo Hua’s divine sense was strong, and he had studied the White Wave Secret, was familiar with the White Wave body method and the method of driving water to avoid demons, and his divine sense had a slight induction with the Smoke Water River.
Jian Jiang Long seemed to be submerged at the bottom of the water, but he was always under Mo Hua’s eyelids.
All of his actions were clearly seen by Mo Hua.
And Jian Jiang Long, obviously, was still completely unaware.
Mo Hua just stared like this, and Jian Jiang Long also kept swimming. As he watched the sky gradually darken, Mo Hua’s heart was a bit anxious.
He had rested for two days, and this was already the second day.
In the evening, he had to go back to the sect for class.
But he had already followed to here. If he missed it and broke the clue, he might not have such an opportunity later.
Moreover, the matter of the evil god is better early than late.
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and sent a message to Gu Chang Huai:
“Uncle Gu, I have made a major discovery. Please help me ask the sect for one day’s leave!”
Uncle Gu was the Si Dian Si of the Dao Court. His asking for leave for him would be more persuasive than asking himself.
Today, no matter what, he must completely uncover the secrets of Jian Jiang Long and the evil god of the small fishing village…
Mo Hua’s gaze was firm.
Afterwards, Jian Jiang Long swam leisurely back and forth in the Smoke Water River as before. During this time, he also caught several fish. It wasn’t until the sky gradually darkened that he went ashore.
After going ashore, he was still the same as in previous days. He took out his fish basket, put the several dead fish he had caught inside, and carried it towards the small fishing village.
Mo Hua followed lightly.
Entering the small fishing village, Jian Jiang Long looked left and right vigilantly, then still walked the same route as that day, turned into the same narrow alley, and then disappeared directly.
Mo Hua’s brows furrowed slightly.
But this time, he probably had a rough idea in his heart.
The night was pitch black, and the moonlight was cool.
The atmosphere in the air was gradually oppressive.
Mo Hua stepped on the slightly wet ground in the small fishing village, smelling the increasingly strong fishy smell, and walked directly towards the water well at the back of the village.
Arriving in front of the water well, Mo Hua’s eyes lit up slightly.
As expected, Jian Jiang Long was also here!
Mo Hua walked up lightly and found that Jian Jiang Long had placed the fish basket aside, and then took out a brush and an inkstone from his embrace.
The tip of the brush was black, seemingly made of human hair.
The inkstone was white, chilling like bone. When grinding ink, blood actually flowed out.
Jian Jiang Long used the human hair brush, dipped in the blood ink from the bone inkstone, and drew an extremely special, ancient, and obscure pattern around the water well.
Mo Hua saw this and was alerted.
“This is… evil path array patterns?”
This Jian Jiang Long was actually also an array master?
Beside the eerie water well, Jian Jiang Long’s gaze was pious, and his expression was humble as he drew the blood-colored array patterns.
Mo Hua just watched secretly from the side.
As the array patterns became more and more, the breath in the water well also became increasingly strange.
Finally, when Jian Jiang Long had completed all the array patterns, the water well suddenly trembled, and then it seemed as if cause and effect were reversed.
This water well, in Mo Hua’s perception, became completely different…
A extremely strong stock, bringing a rotten stench of fishy smell, rushed towards his face.
Strange scarlet blood mist surged out from inside the well, gradually spreading outwards, and finally covered the entire small fishing village.
It was as if the “seal” of this well had been opened…
Mo Hua’s heart was shocked. He looked at the array at the edge of the well, his gaze heavy.
What exactly is this… array…
It can actually seal the breath of the evil god at the bottom of the well…
Mo Hua’s brows were tightly furrowed, thinking hard but not understanding. Suddenly, a thought floated in his heart.
“Seal…”
Mo Hua’s pupils shrunk.
This might just be the… nearly lost transmission that Huang Shan Jun mentioned…
God path array? !
(End of this chapter)