“Buzz…buzz…”

As I was walking, I heard deafening streams of water coming from the front. My master and senior brother Daoren Jia also stopped and looked at each other, frowned in confusion. I accidentally saw the Qingshui ditch beside me. The water was shaking and the water splashed everywhere, and I couldn't help but feel shocked!

"Master! The water in this ditch is... strange!"

I hurriedly pointed at the ditch and shouted, then flashed behind my master. With such a big movement, the entire clear ditch was trembling violently. If it were not for the divine power, it would be the shaking of the demonic energy...

"Uncle Master, is this a sign that the demon child is coming again?!"

In desperation, senior brother Jia Daoren grabbed the Xuanwu Sword in his hand and said angrily with a cautious look on his face.

"The mountains are green...the water is lingering...the green mountains are green and the water is free of worries...there is no worries...the boat is shaking...the sorrow is sad...there are many disasters and difficulties. The head is white...the head is white...the head is white...the alas..."

A melodious mountain song, accompanied by an old and pleasant sound, slowly came into our ears from far to near. I looked carefully and saw an old man with white bearded in the distance of Qingshuigou, leisurely rowing his boat oars, appeared not far away, and flashed again, and appeared in front of us.

When I saw the old man's appearance, I was shocked. Not only was my hair and a childish face, but I was also fairy-like, with a bright spirit, a lazy smile, and a leisurely manner. What a leisurely immortal in the mountains...

"Bold Mountain God! Why does he use his divine power to stir up waves?!"

When the master saw the old man approaching, he was furious and pointed at the old man in white and scolded him.

"Haha! All the immortals have mistakenly blamed the little god..."

The old man in white bowed respectfully to his master, then turned around and pointed at the water vapor all over the sky, nodded slightly and smiled: "This water comes from the dragon energy of heaven and earth, the green dragon transfers disaster, the water diversion from south to north, all immortals, please go to Jiulong Mountain to take refuge..."

"The Qinglong moves the disaster, the South-to-North Water Diversion? This..."

The master looked at the water vapor that was covered with the sky in front of him in amazement. In a blink of an eye, the old man in white rowed his boat and disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was slowly appearing in the distance at the other end. There were still pleasant fairy sounds... "The mountains are green... the water is green... the green mountains and clear waters are free of worries... no worries... hey... the boat is shaking... the sorrow is sad... the head is white... the head is white... hey..."

It was not until the old god gradually disappeared from sight that we woke up from shock. Even the mountain god had to show up to avoid disaster. It seemed that a great disaster was about to happen here!

"Master, why does Lao Shan God say that he has a lot of disasters and difficulties in his song? He is an old god, so why does he have any worries?"

I couldn't help but recite the song of Laoshan God silently and then asked the master.

"Junior brother, junior brother, you can hear the mystery in the old god's mouth, which means that your fortune is extraordinary... Haha! That person with many disasters and difficulties is not someone else, he is talking about a person with fate. Junior brother, do you understand?"

Senior brother Daoren Jia shook his head with a bitter smile, then curled his smile, followed the master's sight, and asked anxiously: "Uncle Master, Qinglong's disaster, let's avoid it quickly?!"

I didn't care about what my senior brother and my master studied, so I lowered my head alone and pondered the song of the old god. A person with fate? Are you talking about me? Well, since it was what I heard, it must be talking about me. For some reason, I turned around and turned to the direction where the old god disappeared, respectfully bowed and bowed silently, "I am deeply immersed in the worldly love and hate, and delayed the Taoism. Thank you for your guidance!"

"The water level is raised, and this place is about to be submerged. Uncle, let's go to Jiulong Mountain to take refuge!"

Suddenly, senior brother Daoren Jia pointed to the water level of the clear water ditch that suddenly rose and called to the master urgently.

"Oh! The Qinglong moved the disaster, but it still hurt the people within a radius of dozens of miles..."

The master stood there without moving, sighed deeply, shook his head and said.

"Uncle Master! The Qinglong's disaster is to save the people here. The people will not be in danger of their lives. However, if we don't go to Jiulong Mountain, we may be in danger of their lives!"

Senior brother Dao Ren Jia gradually increased his voice and felt the increasingly rich water vapor in the air. Dao Ren Jia sighed: "Please forgive my nephew for being rude, Xiaojiu, please help me support your master and go to Jiulong Mountain!"

"oh!"

But seeing that the master has been standing in place and looking at the vast sky, where a wave of water is about to flood, I hurriedly and Daoren Jia each helped one of his master's arms, turned around and rushed towards Jiulong Mountain-

"Ah... Although the people are not in danger of their lives, they have flooded the crops and fields. How can the people live in the future? It is said that it is a disaster, but it is not a disaster. The demon child is coming to the world and has done many evil deeds. I still have a breath, so I want to subdue the demons and support the right path!"

The master shook his head and sighed with a sad look on his face, but he was indifferent to the support from me and my senior brother.

I am deeply infected by my master. Even though my master is compassionate to the heavens, the demons are prosperous and the devils are gone. We righteous people can only avoid their misfortune for the time being. As the saying goes, there is no way to bring good fortune and misfortune, but only people call themselves. This may be the will of heaven here.

“Buzz…buzz…”

The sound of waves in the sky gradually approached. Before I could look back, I worked with my senior brother, Daoren Jia, desperately running towards Jiulong Mountain to the north, but not long after, we had to stop.

There is no other reason, just because there is a Qingshui River about ten feet wide across the front!

Qingshuidou in the southwest corner of Liujiagou goes straight into Qingshui River, and raises the water level of Qingshui River, and quickly raises the water level of Qingshui River several times. This completely separates the villages!

We had to go to the Shuiyun Villa of our senior brother Jia Daoren to investigate Jia Tiangui's evil deeds and the origin of the devil boy. We never expected that such an accident would happen in the middle of the journey. This was unexpected and a disaster that the master did not calculate!

"Boom! Boom..."

Suddenly, the sky was covered with clouds, and pale thunder and lightning streaks across the clouds, and the water level of the Qingshui River in front of us also roared and raised several feet high!

"The thunder in the nine heavens is shaking, and the Qinglong is about to move the disaster. Uncle Master, let's quickly cross the Qingshui River and go to Jiulong Mountain!"

Senior brother Daoren Jia anxiously put down his master, looked around, but found that a wooden suspension bridge originally had on Qingshui River was instantly submerged. This made Senior brother very anxious. Not only was Senior brother, I was even more anxious to touch around. I could only see the rising water level, but there was not even a suspended straw...

"Master, senior brother, the water level keeps rising. We can't cross the Qingshui River. Are we going to be drowned?!"

I couldn't help but scream, reach out and touched my face, but I felt a drop of raindrops as big as beans, falling on my face, and immediately shouted in surprise: "No! It's going to rain heavily, and it's even more dangerous for us to cross the Qingshui River!"

"Uncle Master! Otherwise, we will return to Liujiagou to take refuge?!"

Daoren Jia asked anxiously.

"We can't go back to Liujiagou. Besides, we are outsiders, so we should not cause more trouble for the villagers here!"

The master slowly came to his senses, shook his head and said, then pointed to the river beside the not far away, and said, "The Old Mountain God has left us with a ship to cross the river. Let's go quickly!"

After saying that, the master turned around and walked towards the river beside the not far away. My senior brother and I followed quickly. Sure enough, in a river beside sheltering the wind, the small boat used by the Laoshan God was left here. The master jumped onto the bow of the boat, and I sat at the stern of the boat, while my senior brother, Daoren Jia, held up the oar and rowed hard.
Chapter completed!