Chapter 612 Reunion of old friends

“Isn’t “The Legend of Yu Fengxian” already in its 80th chapter, the finale?” Sun Ergou said.

Mr. Wei said: “I was too conservative back then. Eighty chapters was far from enough, and eight hundred chapters was probably not enough.

This time I will continue writing chapters 81 to 160. If Fairy Yu does something earth-shattering again in the future, I will continue writing.

Even if I die, my son and grandson can still write!

What others leave to their descendants are big houses, big shops, and big estates.

What I, Laowei, left to my descendants are the documents about the legendary stories of Fairy Yu that I have collected throughout my life.

Hehehe, even hundreds of years later, the people of the Laowei family can still rely on Fairy Yu for their livelihood!”

“What about the original eighty-chapter ending?” Sun Ergou asked.

“What else can I do? Just delete it and rewrite it!” Mr. Wei looked indifferent.

“You want us to collect materials? What can we do to help you?” Widow Huang asked curiously.

Mr. Wei said: “Not only you, I have looked for everyone who is familiar with Fairy Yu.

Otherwise, why do you think Mr. Zhai told me about the “strong wind disrupting the Peach Banquet” for no reason?
I was the one who found him first and almost knelt down to kowtow to him. In the end, it was the words “help Fairy Yu to show her divine power in the world and leave her with everlasting fame” that moved him and he was willing to tell me some confidential matters.

However, Mr. Zhai is a bit dull and we can’t rely on him completely.

You guys are talkative~~ ahem, I mean, you guys are good at talking.”

He opened the storybook with an awkward expression, changed the subject, and said, “Look, there are still dozens of questions here. I’ll tell you first. When you meet Fairy Yu, you can ask her in detail.”

Uncle Li knew how to read, so he leaned over to take a look and exclaimed, “Angrily beheaded the City God? When did Xiao Fengxian behead the City God again?

And “Zaiheng”, how did Xiao Fengxian become the “Zaiheng” of Western Shu? What is “Zaiheng”? “

Mr. Wei was full of awe and said, “Six years ago, the one beheaded was the City God of the Prefecture, and a few days ago, the one beheaded was the City God of the Capital.

Not only was he beheaded, but before the beheading he also deposed the former City God Qin and appointed a new City God Jiang.

Depose and establish the City God!

It’s simply a story from a myth.

Even I, a storyteller who writes vernacular novels, dare not write this way. I am afraid that people like Sun Jiang will accuse me of exaggerating.”

“Why does Xiao Fengxian want to depose and enthronize the City God?” Sun Ergou asked puzzledly.

Mr. Wei said proudly: “You see, this shows the importance of storytellers. Without me, you mortals would have no idea about ghosts and gods.”

Then, he recounted in detail the process and reasons why “Yu Zaiheng” single-handedly deposed and established the City God.

He explained it in too much detail, and Sun Ergou began to doubt again, “How do you know so much?”

Mr. Wei said: “Didn’t I say before that the City God of Qin has been ‘sent to the nine frontiers’.

Naturally, the head of Qin Chenghuang was also sent to Yingxiang Mansion.

All the ghosts and gods saw it and knew the reason why he was deposed.

All ghosts and gods knew about it, and many masters who could control ghosts and exorcise gods also knew about it.

It happened several days ago, and I just found out about it, but it’s too late.”

Widow Huang sighed, “Xiao Fengxian is still as vigorous and ruthless as she was six years ago!”

Mr. Wei said in awe: “It’s much more powerful than six years ago. Fairy Yu has become the prime minister, managing all officials, troops and ghosts and gods of Dashu. What kind of courage and means are these?”

Uncle Li pointed to another question and asked, “Is this true? These Tianyu fairies have been slaying demons and monsters in various places in Western Shu, killing hundreds of demons and monsters?”

“Of course it’s true, Fairy Yu is now ‘blessing the world’.

Not only did it save millions of people in eastern Shu, but other counties and prefectures also gradually eliminated the evil plague.

You must ask about every goblin she killed.

Although they died simply, they were all great demons and monsters.

Each of them has harmed countless people, enough to help me complete a story. Oh, forget it, there are too many monsters and demons. If I really want to ask about them one by one, Fairy Yu will be annoyed to death.

I’ll ask other people to collect detailed information later.”

——If you can’t collect any information, just make it up on your own.

Mr. Wei took out a blunt brush from his cloth bag, moistened the tip of the brush with saliva, and crossed out the question.

“The dragon is coming, the dragon is coming~~”

On the opposite bank, a fast horse suddenly rushed over, galloping from south to north.

While galloping, the knight on horseback kept shouting.

“Here it comes, the dragon is coming~~” Aunt Zhang and others under the shade of the tree hurriedly got up and started shouting.

Soon, the waiting people on both sides of the strait began to cheer.

After waiting for about half a minute, “Boom boom boom”

From the distant river surface, there came the sound of thousands of troops and horses galloping.

It’s the sound of waves.

Waves almost three stories high rushed in from the south of the river like a water dragon.

“Wow, what a huge dragon!” Warriors with better eyesight screamed in surprise.

Soon the water dragon arrived at the section of the river where Aunt Zhang and the others were waiting, and they could see it clearly.

It was indeed a terrifying dragon, forty or fifty feet long, with its scales somewhat torn, as if it had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, but its majesty was not diminished at all.

There is a layer of water covering the magic dragon, and underneath it are hundreds of river monsters. They are carrying the magic dragon and galloping in the Black Dragon River.

“It doesn’t seem to have any bad smell.” Uncle Li murmured.

“What’s that smell?” Mr. Wei asked puzzledly.

Uncle Li looked up at the bright spots on his body that fell through the leaves. “It was a few days ago that we slaughtered the dragon. It’s almost the beginning of summer now. The dragon meat was not opened and pickled. It was transported from the south to the east of Shu, and it’s not smelly yet.”

“This is a dragon, a god. How can the meat of a god stink?” Mr. Wei said disapprovingly.

“The meat of gods won’t stink?”

“The poop made by gods is all fragrant.” Mr. Wei vowed.

Uncle Li, Aunt Zhang and the others were indeed given a piece of dragon meat, and each of them got two kilograms!

Even a kid like Ergouzi weighs two kilograms.

If there are five people in a family, there are ten kilograms of meat.

The female dragon was simply too big and too fat, 2500 meters long and as thick as a public bus, with its meat and bones being relatively solid (high density), with a total weight exceeding five million jin ( tons)!

It is far inferior to Godzilla, which weighs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of tons.

But if you eat it as food, it is indeed a huge thing.

There are a million people in the entire eastern Shu region, and the native residents of Yingxiang Prefecture and Tianmen Town (excluding merchants and travelers) only number 300,000, including the elderly and children.

From noon to dark, the flesh on the mother dragon’s body had only been reduced by a quarter, and it would have to continue to be divided for two more days.

If the dragon bone wasn’t too big and heavy, the people could have gotten more meat.

Of course, the dragon bones will eventually be distributed to the warriors.

Refining dragon marrow directly can improve your skills. Dragon bones that have been drained of dragon marrow can be forged into magical weapons or used to make medicine.

The people of the two cities were given pure meat.

Dragon meat is indeed not smelly. It’s not that the meat of a god will not rot, but that the water monster has been using magic to keep it fresh – to prevent the vital energy in the dragon’s corpse from being lost. If the vital energy does not dissipate, the meat will not rot.

In a way, Mr. Wei is not wrong. As long as the gods are still gods, their spirit will not dissipate, and their flesh will not rot. If the gods die, their spirit will dissipate, and their bodies will lose their “spirit” and become ordinary things, no longer immortal products. It is normal for them to rot and stink.

Now dragon meat is full of fairy air. Not only is it not smelly, but even when it is raw, it has a special aroma that makes one’s mouth water after smelling it.

Some warriors started chewing and eating on the spot. Their faces glowed red and they felt full of energy. They shouted and yelled, and ran as fast as they could for more than a hundred miles without feeling tired.

“Oh, I thought I could see Xiao Fengxian!”

Even after they rode an ox cart and carried a large bucket of dragon meat back to Soy Sauce Lane in Tianmen Town, they still murmured with regret.

In addition to sharing the dragon meat, they also wanted to see their old friends again.

However, the river monsters who escorted the mother dragon’s body never saw Yu Zaiheng again after leaving Nanshan County.

The Black Dragon River does not flow through Nanshan County.

Nanshan County is located in the southeast of Shu State, at the angle between Liusha River and Shiwandashan Mountain. However, Heilong River is biased to the southwest, passing through Nanping Mountain outside Shiwandashan Mountain, and then turns to Hami State in the west.

However, the mother dragon’s body was too heavy, so it would be more energy-saving to take the water route. The monsters would rather take a detour and enter the Black Dragon River than fly directly north.

“Squeak~~” Widow Huang locked the door, opened it, and picked up the wooden barrel containing four pounds of dragon meat again. She was still scolding her son, “You don’t want to eat the good dragon meat, but insist on eating scallion pancakes. You are such an unlucky fool.”

She had planned to make steamed dragon meat for her son in the evening, but Ergouzi started clamoring for pancakes and cried, “I don’t want dragon meat, I only want pancakes.”

At this moment, he was holding a piece of fragrant scallion pancake in his dark little hands.

“Dragon meat is just a pie in the sky. The cooked cake is right in front of us. Ergou is still smart.” A chuckle came from the inner room.

“Who, who is in my room?” Widow Huang was frightened and almost shouted, “There’s a thief, there’s a thief in my house.”

She didn’t shout. First, the other person was laughing and obviously had no ill intentions; second, the voice was clear and pleasant, it was a woman’s, and sounded somewhat familiar.

“Weren’t you mumbling about not seeing me? Now that I’m in front of you, you can’t recognize me?” The voice in the room laughed.

“Oh~~” Widow Huang didn’t even want the dragon meat. She quickly walked through the narrow but clean and tidy courtyard and entered the main room of the east wing.

There was no light on inside, but there was a young woman standing at the door. She had beautiful features and an elegant demeanor. A gentle smile hung on her slightly cold face, and her large, clear almond eyes were also full of smiles.

“Xiao Fengxian, it’s really you! You have grown into a fairy!” Widow Huang said excitedly.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, “Big sister hasn’t changed much.”

She looked behind Widow Huang, who was holding half a pancake and staring at her child stupidly, and asked again, “How did Er Gouzi grow into a black loach?”

Widow Huang reached out and pulled her son over, saying in a low voice, “What an idiot! You don’t even know how to call out to your elders when you see them. Call them~~~ um, call me aunt~~”

Er Gouzi twisted his head behind her like a candy.

“This child is so useless!” Widow Huang pulled her son away with a wry smile, quickly walked into the inner room, lit a candle, and brought a chair for Xiaoyu to sit on.

He quickly ran into the kitchen and prepared to light a fire and make tea.

But she was not just busy by herself, she also kept chatting.

“Xiao Fengxian, where are you from?”

“Last night, Sanlang Wang rode a cloud to take Hermit Wang back to Yingxiang Mansion. I had already been back there.

After talking with the Black Turtle River God of the Liusha River for a while, he left again.

I was in southern Shu a few days ago and in eastern Shu these two days, clearing out all the demons and monsters hiding in eastern Shu.

If it weren’t for the incident in Howling Wind Bay, I wouldn’t have come back to see you tonight.”

After clearing out the demonic threat in eastern Shu, she will head to the north and west and visit every county in western Shu.

If necessary, we will go abroad to eradicate the goblins’ lairs.

She had already discussed with the Black Turtle River God, and the River God’s Mansion would mobilize everything and the entire army to accompany her on the expedition to the Demon Dragon Palace.

At this time, the army of the River God Palace, together with a part of the army of the Black Dragon River Water Palace, had already started the “Southern Expedition”.

They were moving slowly and the journey was long, taking more than ten days.

While they are on the road, Xiaoyu plans to clear out the demonic troubles in West Shu.

Finally, I will go to the south to deal with the Demon Dragon Palace. It is almost time to resign and end this journey of return.

(End of this chapter)