Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

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Seeing the photos in Lao Zhang's mobile phone, the people in the River Temple were all talking about it.

Li San walked through the crowd, looked at the photo in Lao Zhang's hand, and asked in confusion, "The tomb of a prince? Has Luoshui ever buried a prince?"

At this moment, Li San also became curious. He had heard that the country attaches great importance to ancient cultural relics.

Just thinking about whether there have been any princes in Luoshui since the Tang Dynasty, Li San's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Yunling Mountain, south.

Li San was stunned at the moment. Isn't the direction Lao Zhang pointed to the direction he went yesterday?

Moreover, the only prince who has appeared in the history of Luoshui City is himself the meritorious prince, right?

"This..." Li San couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, he was still curious to see which dynasty the tomb of the prince was, but he found the tomb of his own life when he went around.

You don't need to calculate to know this, and the only curtain that can be in that direction is your own curtain.

"It's true, I was brought in after listening to their discussions." Li San shook his head and let go of the fingers that were about to be counted.

"Shakya Dharma Eye!"

Li San's eyes flashed with blue light, and he looked towards the south, where there was a strong aura, which happened to be in his own tomb.

And there are also a few particularly heavy breaths. There are people who influence the national fortune, and there are many ghost exorcists.

Li San understood at this time that the thunder and heavy rain last night washed the tombstone out, and it was discovered by the state today, so a large number of people came.

Not long after, Lao Zhang's voice came again in Li San's ears.

"Lao Jin, the latest news, my friend said that the person who closed the mountain over there has spoken, saying that the area around Yunling Mountain will be protected and a fence will be built. The large army has already swept away the small animals nearby, not even a mouse will be spared. , to avoid damaging the cultural relics inside..."

"I'm going, what is this operation?"

"Isn't this too cruel? Even a mouse was spared?"

"This is a good thing. If this is a real historical site, it may develop into a holy place in the future. Every year, countless people will come to pay their respects. The enclosure is good. In this circle, many people around will make a fortune... ."

"Isn't it? The villages around Binhe Road lost a lot of money when they built it. There are also a few villages near Yunling Mountain, right? Where such precious cultural relics were unearthed, they must have lost more!"

Several old people and young people in the River Temple spoke up and chatted with gusto.

Seeing everyone chatting, a smile appeared on Li San's mouth, and he didn't need to eavesdrop on the next words.

He didn't expect that his tomb would cause such a big movement, which Li San didn't expect.

Leaving the River Temple, Li San looked towards the square in the middle of the temple.

In the square, there were several children laughing and sparring, and the warm breeze was blowing towards him, and Li San took a deep breath.

Although Li San is a god, he still likes the feeling of breathing fresh air so that he can feel more grounded.

The yin gods don't need to breathe either, all they need is yin qi, like evil ghosts, they don't need to breathe.

But the strange thing is that even the shadow soldiers breathe habitually, like a habit.

As he took a step, Li San came to a stone bench, raised his robe and sat down, looking at the endless stream of people in the temple square with a smile on his face.

At this time of the day, it is the time when there are the most people, men, women and children, all come to the River Temple to worship themselves.

In the slightly blowing wind, there is the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers outside, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Haha~"

Suddenly, a small Chihuahua ran in front of Li San, sticking out its long tongue and wagging its tail.

The little Chihuahua stared at Li San with wide eyes, as if to please.

Seeing this, Li San gently touched the dog's head, "Hello, little guy~"

The Chihuahua seemed to understand Li San's words, and immediately rolled on the ground happily.

"Doudou! Doudou!" A five-year-old child ran after the Chihuahua and looked at the Chihuahua who was rolling on the spot, "Doudou, why didn't you leave?"

Following the puppy's gaze, the little boy looked suspiciously at the empty stone bench. The bench was empty. What was the puppy looking at?

"Are you a stupid dog?"

The little boy muttered, about to pick up the puppy that was rolling on the ground.

At this moment, a young mother walked out of the River Temple, calling out to the little boy.

"Come on." Hearing his mother calling him, the little boy picked up the puppy and ran towards his mother.

Li San sat on the stone bench and waved to the puppy in the little boy's arms, and the puppy immediately made a "beep" sound.

As his eyes turned, Li San noticed an old man.

The old man was hunched slightly and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Although he was old, he was extremely clean and his clothes were spotless.

The old man stood there, quietly watching the little boy who was leaving with the puppy, silent for a long time.

Knowing that the little boy followed his mother out of the temple, the old man withdrew his gaze and said two words bitterly, "Jie'er."

At this moment, the old man's eyes faintly glistened with tears, and the heart-wrenching past appeared in his mind.

Jie Er is his child's little life, and he was as old as this little boy at the beginning, but unfortunately he was kidnapped by the unconscionable human traffickers.

The old man has been looking for his children since he was young, visited many places, and called the police, but in the end there was no news.

Forty years ago, the old man was only twenty-six years old. He took his young wife and children on a trip. At the bus stop, while shopping, his children were abducted by traffickers. They were anxious. I searched everywhere, but found no clues.

At that time, there were no such advanced communication conditions, and there were no cameras all over the street. Even if the police were lost, it would not help.

My children also like to play with the dogs at home, and the old man remembers it very clearly.

Taking out a handkerchief and wiping the wet corners of his eyes, the old man staggered towards the River Temple.

He came today to pray for his old and sickly wife Dongmei, and by the way to ask for an incense ash talisman.

Entering the River Temple, the old man lit the incense in his hand, kneeled on the futon reverently, and muttered, "The River God is above, bless my wife's health, and also bless my long-lost son..."

"God Wang He has pity, my child has been lost for forty years, if he is still alive, I hope God He can bless our family to meet again..."

The old man thought in pieces, he didn't pray for himself, it was all for his wife and long-lost children. His wish was simple and simple.