Chapter 1937 The story of the God of the Yangtze River (4)
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The other river workers also breathed a sigh of relief and felt that they were saved. They were in a very excited mood. However, the next moment, everyone could not imagine that something terrifying happened.
A huge water mass suddenly popped up on the river in front of him. The water mass became bigger and bigger, and finally looked like a hill!
It is obvious that something huge is coming out of the river.
Finally, a hill formed by a river that is dozens of meters tall was bulging in front of me, much larger than these small fishing boats combined. Amid the rumbling sound of water, the hill broke open, and a huge black shadow appeared inside!
The black shadow was shrouded in the shadows, and the specific shape was not clear at all. But it could be roughly seen that it was similar to a reptile.
Now exposed outside the river, it seems that it is only the upper body - because Wu Youqian saw two forelimbs similar to reptiles and the outline of the phantom of the sharp claws.
That claw alone is much bigger than a small fishing boat!
Hula, Hula...
A large amount of cold river water flowed down from its huge body like a waterfall, making the river surface in a large radius look like it was raining.
According to this ratio, the whole body of this thing should be at least more than one hundred meters!!! How big is they are, they are simply unimaginable.
But no matter what, in the face of such an existence, they are not even qualified to worship each other, right?!
"This is this...this is, this is actually..."
The Taoist priest Yunyou, who was still pretending to behave just now, was completely confused when he saw this scene!
He stood on the deck blankly, looking up at the huge black shadow like a hill, unable to speak clearly.
Wu Youqian was also stunned and roared for a long time: "River God! There is really...River God?!"
Old Zhao roared wildly and directed all the river workers: "Kneel down! Kneel down. Kneel down. Kneel down and beg for mercy. We really touched the river god."
After he said this, all the river workers present were shocked.
Plop...
They all knelt on the deck and kowtowed to the huge black shadow standing up from the water on the river ahead.
"Master Heshen, we know we are wrong. Please let us go!"
"Yes, Grandpa River God. You are a lot of people, so you just treat us little ants as a fart and let them go."
However, the river god still did not move, standing in front of him like a pitch-black and tall mountain.
It was Wu Youqian who made a quick decision and loudly reminded: "Everyone, the various gold, silver and treasures on the ship must be from Grandpa River God. We didn't know Mount Tai, so we took Grandpa River God's things. Hurry up and return them back."
In the face of life and death - and in the face of the legendary river god, this huge shock was enough to make everyone wake up instantly from the temptation of wealth.
"Yes, yes! Return the treasure of the River God to him."
The river workers on all the boats shouted and got up from the deck, back into the cabin, took out all kinds of treasures piled up inside, and threw them into the river again...
The night pearl with a fist.
The feet as big as a dog's head are red and gold.
Blood-red corals more than half a human tall.
Round pearls bigger than a thumb.
There are also all kinds of agate, ruby, necklace ring, etc.
They all thrust into the river!
The river workers' hearts were bleeding, but life and death were at stake, and no one dared to stay at all.
Soon, all the harvests of this treasure hunt were thrown into it. But the huge river god, like a pitch-black mountain, still stood in the river water ahead, motionless.
What's going on?!
Wu Youqian and others were all confused - they didn't know what Grandpa River God wanted. Could it be that if they didn't let them go, they would kill their lives?!
This is too cruel.
At this moment, Wu Youqian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he walked a few steps over and grabbed the sleeve of the Taoist priest Yunyou. He shouted loudly: "Master! It's this Taoist priest's good treasure that has not been returned to Grandpa River God yet."
What?!
When Wu Youqian shouted, all the other river workers surrounded him and asked the Taoist priest Yunyou to return his colorful beads the size of a human head to Grandpa River God.
The Taoist priest Yunyou woke up like a dream, and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He quickly stumbled back to the cabin and carried a box made of sandalwood. After opening it, it turned out to be a colorful light inside - it was the colorful beads.
He threw it hard!
thump……
The colorful beads and sandalwood boxes fell into the river together.
And as the colorful beads were thrown into the water, the huge hill-like black shadow finally moved.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble…
Accompanied by the roar of the river, the river god sank into the vast and deep river water again and disappeared. The deadly silence on the river surface was restored.
After a long time, they finally reacted, and Lao Zhao shouted: "Let go! Go quickly. Why are you still standing there stupidly?"
Oh oh oh, go back, hurry back!
The river workers woke up as if they were dreaming, and quickly drove the boat and returned smoothly...
After they went back, they told this experience, and the others who did not go were skeptical. However, the river workers involved in the matter all said something with their noses and eyes, and they were completely consistent, which could not be a lie. The rest of the river workers believed it and thought it was really a strange thing.
This time the incident of encountering the River God has become the most bizarre and wonderful memory of Wu Youqian's ups and downs in his life...
After Wu Qian's story was finished, everyone here was very quiet, as if they were completely immersed in his story.
Wu Qian looked around for a week and laughed, feeling very proud.
This is his best story! Now, he scares everyone, right?
Xiaoqian, Ahua, Liu Bei, Yun Hai and others were of course in shock and aftertaste, while Fu Yang, Weike and Xiong were thinking.
Fu Yang also communicated with Weike's spiritual consciousness. If Wu Youqian's experience was real, what kind of existence would it be? It would have such a huge body shape?
Obviously, it should be the monster in the Yangtze River!
Fu Yang sent a voice to Xiong, "Fat Cat, do you know what monsters you cultivated can grow so huge a hundred meters away?"
"I'm not a hundred thousand why, how do you know?"
"Damn! What's your attitude when it comes to fat cat?"
Fu Yang was so angry that he pinched his stomach hard, and meowed and screamed...
"Excellent and wonderful! This story is really interesting. I also want to see what the River God looks like."
Chapter completed!