The relationship between the River God and the River Visitor is the same as the relationship between the disciples and the Baojia Immortal.

Baojiaxian, it is said that the horse disciples have the skills, while the horse disciples worship Baojiaxian and provide incense to Baojiaxian. Both sides have a win-win ending.

However, in order to maximize their own interests, some Baojiaxian will oppress the disciples to the greatest extent, and the two sides will sign extremely harsh treaties.

The same is true for the river god and the river patrolman.

Su Chen will not stop normal trading cooperation, because since God has given these monsters such a way, there must be a reason for existence. These monsters have special abilities in their respective fields, and often they can help people in trouble.

But the river god in front of him was too harsh on the river patrolman, and he would not agree.

According to the requirements of the River God, the river patrolman must suppress one soul with him. If a person has three souls and seven spirits, one soul will be greatly harmed to the human body. Moreover, if the soul is separated for a long time, the soul will not be complete after death.

This is just one point. Secondly, after death, the soul will enter the bottom of the river. Once it reaches the bottom of the river, it will not be able to be reincarnated in the underworld. Underwater monsters like this will face the heavenly tribulation. When the heavenly tribulation comes, the river god will raise the soul of the river patrolman and escape the heavenly tribulation for it, but the soul of the river patrolman will be completely destroyed.

This is not counting. The most important thing is that once you become a river patrolman, you must inherit it from generation to generation, unless the river god successfully practices through the nine heavenly tribulations one day and can leave this river.

"So cruel."

After hearing Su Chen's explanation, Zhao Hao was a little unbelievable, while Zhang Ming recalled Uncle Huang in his mind.

Uncle Huang never married a wife in his life, nor did he leave behind his descendants. He has always been alone. Perhaps it is because Uncle Huang does not want to implicate his descendants.

"God, what should we do now?" Qin Yanxi asked from the side.

"Please give heavenly tribulation!"

Su Chen narrowed his eyes, looked at Cangqiong, then looked at He Jie's parents, and said, "Brother He, if you want to retrieve your son's body, you may have to suffer a little."

"As long as Xiaojie's body can be retrieved, we are willing to eat any suffering." He Jie's parents nodded immediately and responded.

"Okay, then please ask Brother He to write a letter of confession to heaven."

"Dragon tell Tianxin, great god, what is this?"

"It is to write down the cause of He Jie's death, and then mention the difficulties and experiences we have encountered. At that time, I will burn this letter and tell them to God, and ask God to help you."

"good."

Although He Jie's father has a low education, he still has no problem writing a letter.

Su Chen gave Zhao Hao a look, and Zhao Hao immediately took out a stack of yellow paper from the sack. Su Chen took off the rice bowl on the table, spread the yellow paper on it, and then took out the inkstone and poured some cinnabar on it and ground it open.

"Brother He, you are holding the pen in your right hand, right?"

"Yeah, right."

"Stretch your right hand out."

Looking at He Jie's father's stretched out hand, Su Chen grabbed He Jie's father's five fingers, then raised his left hand, and a green light passed through He Jie's father's five fingers. The next moment, Qin Yanxi and others saw blood constantly coming out of He Jie's father's five fingers on his right hand.

"God, are you?"

The five fingers connected to the heart, and suddenly it was cut. Anyone present could see how painful it was, but after the initial frowning, He Jie's father did not say a word.

"Hold the pen with this bloody hand, and then write on the yellow paper with cinnabar. The first sentence is to write your first name, last name and birth date. Don't be afraid of writing ugly or writing wrong words."

Su Chen let go of He Jie's father's hand. After hearing Su Chen's words, He Jie's father did not hesitate at all. He held the brush without caring about the pain. The wound on his fingertips touched the pen holder, which made his face wrinkle in a ball due to the pain.

"I am He Liang, born in 1971..."

Su Chen took a look and realized that He Jie's father's name was He Liang. He Liang probably didn't know how to write calligraphy, so the words were written very ugly and were very slow, but he wrote them very seriously. Qin Yanxi, who was standing beside him, looked at him with a look of unbearable expression on his face.

"Mr. Su, can I let me take my husband's place? I have read a few years more than my husband, and I can write a little brush calligraphy."

He Liang's wife saw that her husband's blood kept flowing down the tip of the brush, and her face felt heartbroken.

"No, sister-in-law, you have important things to do later."

Su Chen shook his head. He was not a stern heart. He also knew that it would be extremely difficult for He Liang, who had never read many books and could not write calligraphy, to write this letter to heaven with blood.

But in the face of difficulties, we must persist, and no one can help.

The reason is very simple. If you don’t do this, it will be impossible to attract God’s attention.

In this world, some unfair things happen every day, and people are wronged every day. Many people who are wronged and unfairly treated will blame God for not opening his eyes to take a look. In fact, it is not that God doesn’t open his eyes, but because there are too many such things that God can’t stand it.

This is just like in ancient times when I filed a lawsuit against the emperor. If you want to file a lawsuit against the emperor, you must first hit the board and carry it over to beat the drum.

In five minutes, He Liang's face turned extremely pale. Su Chen looked at the contents on the yellow paper and He Liang had already written the general situation clearly.

"Okay, press your palm to print it."

Su Chen signaled that He Liang could finish it. As for pressing the handprints, it was very simple. He Liang's right hand was covered with blood, so he could press it directly.

After He Liang pressed the palm print, Su Chen gave Zhang Ming a look. Zhang Ming and his two team members quickly supported He Liang, and at the same time took out a bandage from the first aid kit on his cuff to bandage the wound on his hand.

Su Chen took the letter written in a mixture of He Liang's blood and cinnabar in his hand, then looked at He Liang's wife and said, "Sister-in-law, I have to rely on you now."

"Mr. Su, I will do whatever you say."

Although He Liang's wife also felt sorry for her husband's injuries, she was very strong at this time and did not cry or go forward to support her husband.

"Hold this letter in your hand and walk towards the river. You may feel the pressure. If you can't walk in the end, don't force it."

Hearing Su Chen's words, He Liang's wife asked seriously: "Can you not be able to find Xiaojie's body if you can't walk by the river?"

"It's not that I can't find it, I just need to find another way."

"Okay, I get it."

He Liang's wife took the yellow paper handed over by Su Chen, held it in the palms of both hands, and then raised it high above her head.

Seeing He Liang's wife ready, Su Chen's expression became serious. It was not enough to ask God to make the decision to rely on this letter, so he had to deliver it.

With his hands pressed, Su Chen's expression was extremely solemn. He turned around three times in a row, then took seven steps to the left, and then seven steps to the right.

"The God of Joy is above. Now there is a man named He Liang of Yang. His son died because of saving people. His body was trapped at the bottom of the river. The underwater monster was in trouble. The corpse has no place to rest, and the soul has not entered the Yin. The God of Joy is merciful. He hopes to open a line of Tianmen and send He Liang a letter to Tianmen into Tianmen."

After reading these, Su Chen drew several runes into the sky with his right hand, and then suddenly shouted loudly: "God of Joy, please open the gate of heaven!"

There was originally a cloud covering the sky, but as Su Chen finished speaking, the white clouds began to flow. Finally, a crack appeared. It was really like a door opened and a crack was opened.

Qin Yanxi and others were shocked by watching this scene.

"Sister-in-law, it's your place."

Su Chen's hands were still in a sealed state, and after hearing Su Chen's words, He Liang's wife nodded solemnly, and then walked towards the river in one step.

"Please open your eyes!"

He Liang's wife screamed, and with this scream, the yellow paper that was originally holding in the palm of her hand suddenly started to burn.

The yellow paper burned, but Qin Yanxi and others were not scared because they were all affected by the atmosphere of He Liang's wife at this moment.

He Liang's wife cried out, and Qin Yanxi and others could hear the grievance and pain in the voice. If you want to use one word to describe it, it would be that the name Tian Xiaoqu.

"God, please let me know."

He Liang's wife then took the second step, but after taking this step, she seemed to have encountered something, and her whole body staggered and almost fell forward, but fortunately she finally stabilized.

"God, what's wrong with her?" Qin Yanxi asked with a worried look when she saw this scene.

"Every step is a height of heaven, and one height of heaven is a height of pressure. This letter must be passed on to the ninth level of heaven to be useful. If you can't stand it, you will fail."

Su Chen's face was complicated. To be honest, he regretted it now.

A mother who just lost her child was physically and mentally exhausted, and even a strong young man could not bear the pressure of these nine heavens, let alone a mother who was nearly fifty years old who was suffering from the pain of losing her son.

"God, please let me know."

He Liang's wife took the third step. After taking this step, everyone could clearly feel that her back was half bent, like a hunchback.

"Love lotus!"

He Liang, who was supported by Zhang Ming, heard Su Chen's words, and saw his wife's appearance, his eyes were red and tears rolled down.

"God, please let me know!"

In the fourth step, He Liang's wife's feet were directly immersed in the soil on the shore, and her back was pressed to a height of 90 degrees.

"Ai Lian, stop doing it, give up, we give up."

He Liang finally couldn't help crying. His son was gone and he didn't want to lose his wife again.

However, when He Liang's wife heard this, her body paused, but she did not stop. She tried hard to pull her feet out of the soil, and then stepped firmly towards the front.

"God, please open your eyes."
Chapter completed!