Longquan Coal Mine is a small private coal mine. The boss's surname is Jin, and he is considered a number one figure in Longquan Town. However, this person's reputation in the town is not very good. People behind his back call him Black Gold, which is the abbreviation of Black Heart Gold Boss.

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It is said that the mountain where this coal mine is located was originally a large area of ​​lacquer trees, but he forcibly bought it, cut down all the lacquer trees, and built this private coal mine.

However, the person who contracted to grow the sumac tree had nothing to do with Boss Jin, so he had to swallow his anger.

Boss Jin was extremely superstitious and became extremely worried after the mysterious incident happened in Longxi River.

Fortunately, it was just about noon when the mysterious thing happened, and the miners working underground just came out. Fortunately, there were no casualties. However, a large amount of river water poured into the mine, and an unknown length of tunnel collapsed. The damage was huge.

That's big.

So he invited the most famous local Feng Shui master, Ling Xuanyan, who is also Ling Yu's grandfather.

As soon as the grandpa arrived, Boss Jin respectfully invited the old man into the office.

Ling Yu stood behind the grandfather, listening to Boss Jin explain the coal mine.

After hearing that there were no casualties, Ling Yu's heart dropped.

The old man closed his eyes and rested his mind for a while, then said: "Boss Jin, I need to go out and take a look first."

"Please leave, I will accompany you personally."

Boss Jin quickly helped the grandfather up.

Ling Yu also followed out.

The grandfather walked around the coal mine, looked at the terrain, and then asked about the location of the mine excavation and other details.

Grandpa always had a dull look on his face, which made Boss Jin next to him feel uneasy.

"Boss Jin, I see that your terrain and landscape have changed a lot compared to before. I'm afraid that during the mining process, the water veins of Longxi River were damaged. Let me ask you, did water enter the mine before?

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After a long time, the uncle suddenly said.

Ling Yu's heart moved. The water veins of the Longxi River felt a little deflated at the corner. The power of the water veins was insufficient, so he chose this position when he was fighting against the power of the water veins of the Xiaoxi River.

In fact, deflation of water veins is very common in reality. In ancient times, there were specialized Feng Shui masters who used this deflation method to control floods.

Man-made canals, river diversions, reservoirs, and dams will all destroy water veins and cause a series of water vein deflation and gas accumulation phenomena.

Boss Jin's expression changed, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, two weeks ago, an underground river was dug and the river water poured in, but I later blocked the gap with stones!"

Because of this incident, a miner died, but he settled the matter with money.

"Humph, stupid, what do you know? Can the water veins be blocked if they are deflated? You must open an altar to offer water to appease the river god."

The old man snorted coldly.

"Yes, yes, I am stupid, master. As long as I can appease the river god, I am willing to do anything?"

Boss Jin was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he had known this, he would have invited the great grandfather to open an altar and offer water.

Open an altar to offer water?

If it were Ling Yu in the past, he would definitely sneer at him, but now he can be regarded as the river god of Longxi River. If the uncle can really communicate with the consciousness light group of Longxi River, there is still a slight possibility of his surname.

Of course, this is only possible.

After all, it is basically impossible to influence the general consciousness of Longxi River through sacrifices, unless the thoughts of tens of millions of people are gathered during the sacrifice process.

"Boss Jin, if you really want to appease the River God, you can only invite the folks from all over the country to come together and pray sincerely when opening the altar to offer water. Only then will there be any chance of success."

Before the uncle could answer, Ling Yu's heart moved and he said with a smile.

He also knew a lot about this black-hearted boss Jin, and he was very disdainful of his behavior, and wanted to use this to teach him a lesson.

When he was in high school, there was a very close classmate in his class. His father worked as a miner in another coal mine owned by Boss Jin. Later, a mining accident occurred and his feet were crushed. He became disabled and could not take care of himself. In the end, he had to

The compensation was less than 20,000 yuan, but this compensation was not even enough for medical expenses.

In the end, this classmate had no choice but to drop out of school and go out to work to earn money to support his family.

"Who is this young man?" Boss Jin narrowed his triangular eyes when he realized that the person speaking was a fair young man.

The grandpa smiled and said: "Boss Jin, this is my grandnephew. He has studied with me for a while. He is right. This Longxi River nourishes the lives of our Longquan Town. If we can gather people from all over the country, then

Naturally, we can appease the river god, otherwise, with just you and me, the chance of success is very small."

"Master Ling, your grandnephew is quite a talented person!"

Boss Jin praised a few words, and his expression gradually calmed down. He was naturally aware of his own reputation. It was basically impossible to invite so many people. I'm afraid more people would secretly watch the joke!

"Master Ling, why don't you open a small altar to offer water and give it a try first?"

After thinking about it, Boss Jin asked tentatively, if he really wanted to open a big forum, the cost would be quite high. At least everyone invited would have to give red envelopes.

The old man smiled and said: "I have no problem with it. But whether it succeeds or not depends on the wishes of Longxi River God."

"It's definitely possible, it's definitely possible. Master Ling's level is top-notch in Wuxi."

Boss Jin said flatteringly.

Although it is a small altar, there are a lot of things to prepare. First, you need to build an altar to worship the witch god. This is very particular. It has an I-shaped foundation and an altar made of rough wood. There are blood sacrifice trees on both sides for hanging the sacrificial objects.

The big three animals and the small three animals were placed on the altar, and a bronze cauldron was burned inside.

There are also many small things, such as red candles, incense, talismans, paper, firecrackers, etc...

This altar is located by the Longxi River at the foot of the mountain.

The grandpa was wearing a wizard's robe and a wizard's mask on his face, standing on the altar, while Uncle Qiao was doing some tricks on the side.

It has been more than an hour since the steps of the sacrifice were carried out step by step. It is difficult for the grandfather's body to support such a long time.

As a firecracker went off, Boss Jin led all the employees and miners to kneel under the altar.

Although this is not the first time that Ling Yu has seen the opening of an altar to worship gods, it is the first time that he has seriously observed this mysterious ritual.

Because the river god worshiped this time is himself.

Ling Yu also felt a little weird. If Boss Jin knew that the river god he wanted to worship was standing behind him, how would he feel?

The grandfather chanted incantations that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, and danced an even more difficult-to-understand dance on the altar.

Ling Yu knew this kind of dance, which was called the Dance of the Witch God. In the sacrifices of the witch religion, only the Dance of the Witch God could give the witchcraft a spiritual name and communicate with the witch god of the sacrifice.

About a quarter of an hour later, the grandpa showed no intention of taking a rest. He seemed to be excited, his face was red, and the witchcraft he was chanting became louder and louder. With the sound of running water, the atmosphere of the scene gave people a sense of excitement.

A strange and mysterious feeling.

Suddenly, Ling Yu's eyelids twitched. There seemed to be a strange voice echoing in the depths of his mind. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and his consciousness came to the Gaia space. He was surprised to find that in his light

Around the group, some mustard-like light spots appeared out of thin air. There seemed to be a tiny thought surrounding these light spots, as if they were telling something, full of longing and pleading...

He keenly sensed that these light points were gradually integrating into his light group, and those fragmented thoughts also condensed around his light group.

"Hey! This is...I understand. If a wizard wants to open an altar to worship the gods and communicate with the wizard gods, he must sacrifice his own soul consciousness and integrate into the greater consciousness of the place he is worshiping. Only in this way can he communicate with the greater consciousness. No wonder the great

Grandpa is aging so fast, and his energy is getting worse every year. He is only a few years older than grandpa, but he is much older. This wizard is basically doing it at the cost of damaging his soul."

Ling Yu's heart moved, and he suddenly understood the true meaning of the wizard's communication with the wizard god.

After a while, fewer mustard seed spots appeared around the light group.

Ling Yu opened his eyes, but the sacrificial ceremony was over.

Looking at the grandpa on the altar, I felt sad. This wizard is not that easy to be, especially a real wizard who can communicate with the witch god may not be able to achieve the goal of sacrifice.

"Okay, Boss Jin, I've done everything I need to do. Whether I can succeed or not depends on your luck."

With Uncle Qiao's support, the great grandfather walked down the altar tremblingly. He seemed to have aged another year, and there was an indescribable fatigue in his voice.

Ling Yu also quickly walked up to help the grandfather, while Uncle Qiao began to pack some things on the altar.

"Thank you Master Ling!"

Boss Jin bowed and thanked him.

He handed a big red envelope into the grandfather's hands.

Soon, Uncle Qiao came to the great grandfather carrying a wooden box.

The old man waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"

"Grandpa, let me carry you."

Ling Yu saw that his uncle was a little depressed and said immediately.

The old man smiled and said: "If you are thoughtful, I can still walk with my old bones."

Ling Yu rubbed his head and smiled, then supported his grandfather and walked towards Lingjia Village.

After presiding over the sacrifice, Grandpa would usually go home directly without stopping at the scene. This was his old habit, so Boss Jin didn't try to persuade him to stay.

When he reached a hillside, Ling Yu looked back at the altar by the river, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a strange arc.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a sound of thousands of horses galloping in the canyon river in the distance, and then a torrent rushed to the corner, causing the water flow in the river to surge suddenly. A wave hit the altar on the shore, and with a crash, the entire altar

It collapsed all of a sudden and the wood rolled all over the floor.

Boss Jin and others who were standing not far from the altar were directly soaked in the water.

"River, the river god is angry."

Boss Jin was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and his old face suddenly turned pale.

Then he remembered something, turned around and chased madly in the direction where Ling Yu and the others left.

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Chapter completed!