When Zhui'er returned to the river, Qing'er had already sent her eldest grandson away.

When Zhui'er sat down, he gently touched the silver hairpin that his mother had inserted in her bun. The divine thought stored in it had disappeared. This method was undoubtedly extremely clever.

"Did you find out anything?" Qing'er asked with concern.

"There is an excellent layer of protection. With it protecting the whole family, I can feel more at ease. But I live well in the town. Why do you want to move back?" Zhui'er didn't want to talk too much about those puzzlements.

My mother didn’t want to worry about the mystery, so she changed the topic.

Qing'er looked at the vast misty river surface, then glanced at Zhui'er and whispered, "Let's talk about this later when we get home."

Zhui'er was startled for a moment before he understood what his mother meant. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are worried about the spirits in the river, right?"

When Qing'er heard him directly call someone a monster, she was so frightened that she winked at him one after another and pinched his arm with her hands.

Zhui'er smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, this river is extremely big in the eyes of mortals, but there are countless rivers much bigger than the Tai River in places that mortals can't reach. Compared with those rivers, this is nothing."

It's a small river. Big monsters can't come out of this kind of river. I can kill them without even moving my fingers. I checked the monster records and found that the little girl holding the winter melon is not a dragon girl, just a kind of dragon girl.

The fairy fish with the magical power of transformation, the one I fought with has at most a thousand years of Taoism, so there is no big harm."

"What you're saying...is that a thousand years of Taoism are not enough?" Qing'er found it hard to believe her son. Although his son was quite capable, his tone was a bit too loud.

Zhui'er explained, "Except for a very few orcs at the level of fairy beasts, it takes a long time for others to become spirits. Their speed is incomparable to humans. It is inconvenient for me to use spells in front of you, otherwise

I can take you down to the river and let you watch me kill it with your own eyes."

Qing'er started shaking her head and winking again, which meant that she wanted him to stop talking.

While speaking, Zhui'er had already used his spiritual consciousness to find the fairy fish dormant in a mud cave at the bottom of the river a hundred feet deep. It was the same as recorded in the ghost book. It was about the size of a child and had colorful features.

The scales were bulging dark blue under the abdomen, the pectoral fins were like human arms, and the long tail fin was divided into two forks. It looked only slightly humanoid, and was far from the appearance of the little girl it saw. It felt that it was being

His consciousness was fixed on him, and he was so frightened that he lay down in the mud cave and his whole body was shaking slightly, not daring to take any action.

After sending a spiritual thought to the fairy fish, Zhui'er said to his mother, "Mom, look at the river, is there something in its heart?"

Qing'er was already scared. When she heard what he said, she was so frightened that she gripped Zhui'er's arm and looked towards the middle of the river. The sun was shining brightly at this time, and there was no water mist on the wide river. She saw the man holding him at a glance.

It was not easy for the little girl in Donggua to identify what it was at such a long distance. Because the two of them were talking about this, she naturally started to think in that direction, so she looked more and more

More and more alike.

For Qing'er, the child holding the winter melon was a legend. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, it was almost like seeing a ghost with her own eyes. She was so frightened that she could only hold on to Zhui'er's arm. This was mainly because she was afraid of the monsters.

Her son was dragged into the water,

Zhui'er said extremely calmly, "Mom, don't be afraid."

Qing'er saw the little girl floating in the waves for a few moments before disappearing. She looked towards her eldest grandson in horror, obviously she was about to scream next.

Zhui'er hurriedly covered her mother's mouth and said in that extremely calm tone, "Mom, don't be afraid. She doesn't dare to act recklessly with the child here. I

Let it go east and it won’t dare go west.”

Qing'er's first reaction just now was that the spirit heard what they said and came up, but her son's words made her understand. It was her son who restrained the spirit like a god restraining a ghost. This was

It was inconvenient to speak directly, which made her panic. At the same time, she was both happy and scared. She was happy that her son had such great abilities, but she was scared that after her son left, what would happen if people wanted to take revenge on them?

Do it.

"You...are you really capable of getting rid of it?"

Zhui'er smiled and said, "When I came back last time, I said I wanted to clean up the spirits in the river. Didn't you stop me and tell me to stay out of trouble?"

Qing'er said with a bitter face, "I'm not afraid that you can't beat them. Now that it's like this, then you..."

Zhui'er didn't take it seriously and said, "I will definitely not allow these monsters to continue to harm the villagers. I will deal with them later."

Qing'er said a little anxiously, "I still have to look back? What should I do if I run away after a while?"

"It doesn't dare." Zhui'er said with confidence, because he was staring at the fairy fish with his spiritual consciousness.

Qing'er was anxious and didn't know whether to urge her son to take action. She said worriedly, "Although I knew this thing must be real when you told me about it when you were a child, the feeling of seeing it with your own eyes is different. I asked you to do it in the first place."

My grandparents moved to the town to avoid them. The river has been very peaceful over the years. I just thought they had stopped. Your dad and I thought about moving back.

I am nostalgic for my hometown. Secondly, there is your shadow everywhere in the old house. Mom is not saying this to pull your heart. Just looking at those scenery and thinking about what you looked like when you were a child makes me happy. Now that you are older, even if you spend the whole day

There's no point in staying with me, you have to understand this."

At this point, she sighed and continued, "After all, you have to get rid of these ghosts. If we move back here, this problem will be over. Are you really sure? If not, we can move to a far away place."

Go live there, you won’t suffer anywhere if you have money.”

Zhui'er smiled and said, "It's not a matter of certainty. It's as easy as stepping on a few ants. Didn't you agree with me at the beginning that when I learn my skills, I can protect you from evil spirits? Now

My child can fulfill this wish. Eradicate all the evil spirits and evil spirits in this area so that people in this area will no longer be harmed by them. This is your merit. If you hadn't taken me on this road without fear of hardships.

, the child will not be what he is today."

Qing'er shook her head and said, "I don't want any merit. No matter how much I have suffered in the past, I am just doing it for my son. Don't take too many risks. If anything happens, my mother won't be able to bear it. I told you to learn my skills and come back to protect my mother."

, that’s just coaxing you, why should I take it seriously? My mother has lived to this age, and her life will be considered worthwhile whenever she dies. Don’t be ignorant. If you are really hurt by this matter, then you are treating your mother.

It’s such a trap.”

Zhui'er said anxiously, "You are worthy of your life, but you still have Xian'er and your eldest grandson. Aren't you afraid that they will be harmed by evil spirits one day?"

Qing'er slapped him on the arm and said angrily, "Don't try to bully me with these words. They don't necessarily encounter evil spirits. If they do catch up with them, there's nothing to say. If you want to listen to me, just leave this river."

Just get rid of what’s inside, don’t worry about the surroundings.”

"Okay, okay, I will listen to you." Zhui'er promised obediently.

"Alas... you are no longer the Xiao Zhuo'er who obeyed your mother's orders." Qing'er's words were half reproach and half emotion. What she loved most was the heartbreakingly sensible Xiao Zhuo'er.

For her, the best time in her life has passed. It would be great if she could go back to the past. When Zhui'er returned to the river, Qing'er had already sent her eldest grandson away.

When Zhui'er sat down, he gently touched the silver hairpin that his mother had inserted in her bun. The divine thought stored in it had disappeared. This method was undoubtedly extremely clever.

"Did you find out anything?" Qing'er asked with concern.

"There is an excellent layer of protection. With it protecting the whole family, I can feel more at ease. But I live well in the town. Why do you want to move back?" Zhui'er didn't want to talk too much about those puzzlements.

My mother didn’t want to worry about the mystery, so she changed the topic.

Qing'er looked at the vast misty river surface, then glanced at Zhui'er and whispered, "Let's talk about this later when we get home."

Zhui'er was startled for a moment before he understood what his mother meant. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are worried about the spirits in the river, right?"

When Qing'er heard him directly call someone a monster, she was so frightened that she winked at him one after another and pinched his arm with her hands.

Zhui'er smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, this river is extremely big in the eyes of mortals, but there are countless rivers much bigger than the Tai River in places that mortals can't reach. Compared with those rivers, this is nothing."

It's a small river. Big monsters can't come out of this kind of river. I can kill them without even moving my fingers. I checked the monster records and found that the little girl holding the winter melon is not a dragon girl, just a kind of dragon girl.

The fairy fish with the magical power of transformation, the one I fought with has at most a thousand years of Taoism, so there is no big harm."

"What you're saying...is that a thousand years of Taoism are not enough?" Qing'er found it hard to believe her son. Although his son was quite capable, his tone was a bit too loud.

Zhui'er explained, "Except for a very few orcs at the level of fairy beasts, it takes a long time for others to become spirits. Their speed is incomparable to humans. It is inconvenient for me to use spells in front of you, otherwise

I can take you down to the river and let you watch me kill it with your own eyes."

Qing'er started shaking her head and winking again, which meant that she wanted him to stop talking.

While speaking, Zhui'er had already used his spiritual consciousness to find the fairy fish dormant in a mud cave at the bottom of the river a hundred feet deep. It was the same as recorded in the ghost book. It was about the size of a child and had colorful features.

The scales were bulging dark blue under the abdomen, the pectoral fins were like human arms, and the long tail fin was divided into two forks. It looked only slightly humanoid, and was far from the appearance of the little girl it saw. It felt that it was being

His consciousness was fixed on him, and he was so frightened that he lay down in the mud cave and his whole body was shaking slightly, not daring to take any action.

After sending a spiritual thought to the fairy fish, Zhui'er said to his mother, "Mom, look at the river, is there something in its heart?"

Qing'er was already scared. When she heard what he said, she was so frightened that she gripped Zhui'er's arm and looked towards the middle of the river. The sun was shining brightly at this time, and there was no water mist on the wide river. She saw the man holding him at a glance.

It was not easy for the little girl in Donggua to identify what it was at such a long distance. Because the two of them were talking about this, she naturally started to think in that direction, so she looked more and more

More and more alike.

For Qing'er, the child holding the winter melon was a legend. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, it was almost like seeing a ghost with her own eyes. She was so frightened that she could only hold on to Zhui'er's arm. This was mainly because she was afraid of the monsters.

Her son was dragged into the water,

Zhui'er said extremely calmly, "Mom, don't be afraid."

Qing'er saw the little girl floating in the waves for a few moments before disappearing. She looked towards her eldest grandson in horror, obviously she was about to scream next.

Zhui'er hurriedly covered her mother's mouth and said in that extremely calm tone, "Mom, don't be afraid. She doesn't dare to act recklessly with the child here. I

Let it go east and it won’t dare go west.”

Qing'er's first reaction just now was that the spirit heard what they said and came up, but her son's words made her understand. It was her son who restrained the spirit like a god restraining a ghost. This was

It was inconvenient to speak directly, which made her panic. At the same time, she was both happy and scared. She was happy that her son had such great abilities, but she was scared that after her son left, what would happen if people wanted to take revenge on them?

Do it.

"You...are you really capable of getting rid of it?"

Zhui'er smiled and said, "When I came back last time, I said I wanted to clean up the spirits in the river. Didn't you stop me and tell me to stay out of trouble?"

Qing'er said with a bitter face, "I'm not afraid that you can't beat them. Now that it's like this, then you..."
To be continued...