Chapter 742： Silently

Lin Mo claimed that he and Zhongtong were newly married young couples, and they were taking their entourage on a wedding trip.

Although the people in this village don't know what a honeymoon trip is, but seeing Lin Mo and others are so clean and polite, they don't reject them.

It's just that the poor five brothers of the ancient family have acted as entourages, and they have been helping the village doing various tasks throughout the day.

And Lin Mo and Zhongtong were wandering around the village, looking for Weilun's trace.

But they walked around the whole village, and they didn't find any one with fishing nets drying in the sun, or fish odor wafting out. The whole village seemed to be without a fisherman.

When Lin Mo was puzzled, he could only ask the village chief.

This is a kind-eyed 60-year-old man. Lin Mo and Zhongtong's clean and polite appearance pleases him.

It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was no longer so strong. The old village head was sitting against the root of the wall, his cloudy eyes looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, are there any rivers near your village?"

After Zhongtong greeted him and returned to the room, Lin Mo handed over a small wooden bench, sat next to the village chief, and asked with a smile.

"What's the matter? Do you want to take a bath? You people in the city are very particular about it. There is a well here, so you can just wash it."

The village chief grinned honestly.

"It's not a bath, but it's a bit boring to stay here, I just want to find a river to fish to relieve boredom."

"Don't you dare to fish, don't you dare to fish..."

Unexpectedly, the head of the village elder was shocked as soon as he said this, and waved his hands again and again.

Lin Mo suddenly felt puzzled, and quickly continued to question.

"Why can't you fish?"

The old village head waved his hand again and again, and finally, under Lin Mo's repeated insistence and request, the old village head could not hold him back, so he had to give an explanation.

"In our village, there was originally a river nearby, and in the past, most of the people in the village lived by fishing... But I don’t know from which day the people who went fishing still disappeared somehow. At first we thought it was drowning, but no matter how we searched downstream, we couldn't find the body at all."

"Later the most experienced fisherman in the village told us that this was because we had been fishing too much and there were no creatures in the river to serve the river god, which caused the river **** to get angry, and those who were missing were taken away by the river god. As compensation..."

As the old village chief was talking, he couldn't help sighing, as if he was recalling those terrifying memories of the year.

"When did this happen?"

Lin Mo put away the smile on his face and asked softly.

"It was about 4 years ago."

"four years ago?"

Lin Mo repeated it softly and blinked.

"So how did the river **** calm down the river **** in the end?"

"The fisherman said that the river **** hates these fishermen. As long as they go to apologize to the river **** and stay by the river **** to serve him, the river god’s anger will disappear... and then he will take the village. All the fishermen jumped out of the river together. I was there that day. The river was boiling and roaring like boiling water. The low and terrifying sounds continued to be heard from the river. Even now, I still remember the incident clearly. "

The village chief said, shaking his head gently, as if feeling sorry for the sacrifice of the fishermen.

"Does it work?"

"Of course it worked. The river god’s anger ceased, but from then on, we never dared to fish in the river. The village that used to rely on fishing for a living began to grow food, but because the output was not high, it led to the village. I have always been at a poverty level. Fortunately, after I have changed my country and started to believe in the **** of fire, my life has gradually improved because of the greater yield of **** rice."

After the village chief finished speaking, he looked at Lin Mo seriously.

"So I said, you young master in the city, don't run around because of curiosity. Our country is not as stable as your city."

He seemed to be worried that Lin Mo would not listen to his persuasion, so he urged him earnestly.

"Holly old man, I know."

Lin Mo said with a smile, and then talked to the village head with some other parents before returning to the room.

Chongtong was sitting next to the door, playing with her hair boredly with one hand.

"Have you heard?"

"I heard."

"Come with me to stroll along the river at night?"

"it is good."

The dialogue between the two was very simple and direct. Now that he knew the story told by the village chief, Lin Mo didn't need to ask more about it.

As for where the river is, it is just a matter of finding out in a little while.

Calculating the time, the most experienced fisherman mentioned by the village chief may be Weilun himself who Lin Mo is looking for.

As for the question of whether the river **** is or not, Lin Mo didn't believe it at all.

Only these villagers would believe that there would be gods in an ordinary river.

At night, after the entire village had fallen asleep, Lin Mo sneaked out of the room quietly with his heavy pupil.

It is not difficult to find out where the river is. Lin Mo is a **** of fire, and it can be said to be very sensitive to the humidity of the surrounding air.

With a little judgment, Lin Mo can roughly determine the direction of the river.

Sure enough, after the two left the village, they hadn't walked too far, and they could clearly smell the faint smell of the river water.

The river in front of me is seven or eight meters wide, and it is large enough for fishing.

"It's time to take a look at the true face of the Lord River God in this river."

Lin Mo said with a smile, but when he turned his head, the double pupil beside him was gone.

He turned his head and glanced at his surroundings. Except for the gloomy river in front of him, there was not even a single figure in his surroundings. Lin Mo looked down and found that there were no heavy eyes on the soft bank except for his own footprints. footprint.

"Ok?"

Lin Mo was taken aback, and finally slowly put away the smile on his face.

Illusion?

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

His celestial spirit body was at the level of an emperor at any rate, and ordinary illusions were impossible to get him caught.

Not an illusion, what else can it be?

After thinking about it for a while, but couldn't think of an answer at all, Lin Mo started to feel annoyed inexplicably.

No matter what you are, just burn it all out with a fire, and the result will be the same!

Lin Mo calmed down, bent his knees and squatted down, and his right hand suddenly patted the ground in front of him with a thick flame.

boom!

The surging flames immediately spread to the surroundings, the sand under your feet was roasted sizzlingly, the water was quickly evaporated to dryness, the surrounding shrubs and plants suddenly burned to black ash, and even the river water began to gurgle bubbling. It seemed to be boiling.