Jing Renshuo is a new demigod who has returned from the original country's demigod training program.

Well, it is new, but it is actually not very new, because it has been four or five years since He was promoted to Demigod, and probably in the eyes of those old legendary creatures, He is considered a raw egg.

Jing Renshuo was originally a young general in the navy. After coming out of the original country's demigod training program, he entered a mysterious department of the original country, called Dushuijian, also known as the Bethanyuan.

Jing Renshuo never knew what the Bettayuan was doing. Even though he had been here for four or five years, his work nature was only on the sixteenth day of each month that he would enter a hidden underground river for several days of dredging work.

A lame old demigod from the Gray Tianyuan once said that the dark river is cleared at least once a month. If you accidentally miss the time and cause dirt to be congested, it may cause some trouble.

As for the troubles, the old lame demigod didn't say anything.

The work of Jing Renshuo and his friends is probably made of a special substance, weighing more than 36,000 kilograms, seventeen meters long and more than one meter thick to clear the dirt in the river.

These "filths" are of various types, including strange black-brown roots, foul-stenched chunks of carrion that are filled with stench, but the essence is lost, and are hundreds of meters long and the thickness of the thumb, dense hair like crazy aquatic plants.

Anyway, most of them look like the limbs and organs of some kind of creature.

This led to Suo Jing's remarks that the upstream of the Dark River was a strange place to imprison monsters.

However, these "filths" were washed away by the underground river, and most of them no longer had any extraordinary characteristics. The essence inside was completely lost, just like a pile of rotten dead bones, carrying a crazy and negative aura on it.

This leads to the legendary creatures that often appear in the underground river and work more or less affected.

Therefore, they were saddened by the guys in Tianyuan, and even had to accept a magistrate of the Maosi and Shanyan spirit school to conduct a series of spiritual explorations on them.

Because I heard from the old lame demigod that there had been a strange creature parasitizing in His body before. In the end, the guy's skin was blooming and covered in poisonous sores. Not only did he fall into madness, but he even sucked blood every moonlit night, which led to him turning from a legendary creature to an evil god and demon in the legend.

Well, it is said that he died in the end, and he was so trampling his skin and bones, swallowing himself alive, and swallowing himself, even if he couldn't even be reincarnated.

Since then, every time I come out of the underworld, the gods of Kedayuan have to undergo a series of rigorous examinations and treatments.

Jing Renshuo was a little excited at first about this extremely dangerous and mysterious work. After all, the salary here is at least twice as high as that of His Navy colleagues. If you say it, you can envy those guys to death.

Well, although the yard doesn't allow it to be said, it's still good that I am secretly happy.

Unfortunately, this passion and novelty will fade over time. At present, Jing Renshuo has probably entered a period of decline.

Fishing has become the norm.

Well, just like the sage time, even if he caught anything strange in the dark river, he probably wouldn't show too surprised.

After all, after touching for four or five years, I have been tired of cutting!

The Bethan Yuan is a yamen with a weak sense of existence. There are not many members in it, probably only eight or nine demigods. Moreover, due to the issue of confidentiality, there are taboos in many aspects, so the mouth must be stricter, which leads to relatively few friends for each member, and probably only some guys in the yard can speak.

Most of the guys with some methods have tried to transfer them away, and as long as they have no background, as long as they are not promoted to the lord, they may have to work here to clear the dark river for the rest of their lives?

But sometimes when you think about it, you are still a little unwilling to accept it.

After all, I am also a demigod. Although the promotion time is short and the future is still confused. Well, the main reason is that there is no hope of being promoted to the great king. The chance is relatively small, but in overseas countries, the demigods are also acclaimed.

Sometimes, Jing Renshuo couldn't help but feel ruthless and wanted to quit.

After all, the world is so big, I want to go out and have a look!

But considering the miserable situation of the monsters and gods who were ordered to attack during the navy, and some wild demigods who may face disasters, in order to make up for the origin of their own deficit, they had to bow down to their knees, beg for alms everywhere, and even go to the opposite path to rob and fight, well, Jing Renshuo was thinking about it.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with staying here.

It is also a salary for food, accommodation, and a salary. The most important thing is that if you encounter a disaster, the courtyard can send high-ranking legendary creatures to help solve the problem. All kinds of guarantees are complete, and the survival rate is very high. Think about it carefully, life is still pretty good.

It's so dangerous outside, what are you going to see?

What's there to see!

In the end, Jing Renshuo understood.

This day, as usual, went down the river.

They entered a special space, and then boarded small rafts in the dark environment.

I don’t know what kind of skin raft is made of. It’s not a common thing anyway, but even the demigods dare not take off the skin raft and act alone.

Because the water flow of this dark river is a bit strange, it is said that a demigod was soaked in it, and his bones could melt away for a while. This is obviously not an ordinary river.

After all, who ordinary dark rivers need these demigods to clear them?

The dark river is very long and very large, because the workload is not small, and the gods in Graydayuan are not many, so the places under the jurisdiction of each demigod may be a little long.

A demigod probably needs to manage the river channel about thirty miles.

Haha, not much is thirty miles long?

If you don’t agree, you will try to untidy it with a nine-tooth rake weighing more than 36,000 kilograms, seventeen meters long and more than one meter thick!

The thief is exhausted!

On this day, while the unblocking work was being carried out, the lame demigod next door always spoke to Him.

"Hey, Laojing!"

Jing Renshuo looked at the sky speechlessly.

When did I become an old well?

It seems like four or five years ago, I was still Xiaojing!

It’s true that things change!

"Gaha?" As soon as Shen was upset, Fang Yan popped up: "Don't bother me when I'm fine."

"I said Lao Jing, am I afraid that you are alone here? After all, sometimes this place is a bit evil..." The lame demigod said gloomy while paddling the small raft over.

With his half-bad head, a mouthful of yellow teeth, and a gloomy expression, it is indeed easy to make people feel cunning.

But He is no longer a Little Well.

The simple little well that was originally dead, but now the one standing on the small raft is the old salted fish? Renshuo? Well!

Jing Renshuo put on an expression that I saw through you, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed nothing wrong with having an extra guy beside him.

"Well, it's okay to chat. I'll help me catch the Jiuqu section of the river later."

"﹡﹡﹡.” The lame demigod bared his yellow teeth and gave Jing Renshuo a quintessence on the spot!

But Jing Renshuo was not spoiled by Him and retorted on the spot.

It was not until the two guys scolded him that they put the raft on the bracket, then squatted inside their respective rafts, and slowly lit a cigarette face to face.

That’s right, as a demigod of the new century, I smoke a cigarette to relieve stress. Is this very reasonable?

Work pressure is high, anxiety is the mood, and the prospects are worrying. It is also considered to be keeping pace with the times when looking for a means of releasing.

The two demigods smoked for a few minutes, but in the end they were left with cigarette butts, they couldn't bear to let go, and they even slapped them into their pockets.

Well, after all, after spending several days in such a depressing ghost place, probably every guy has experienced unspeakable pain.

Only those who understand this pain can understand it.

After smoking, the old lame god slapped his butt and stood up. He leaned on the nine-toothed rake with one hand, and exposed his yellow teeth and said, "By the way, Lao Jing, guess where is this underground river?"

"What place?" Izuru was not interested in this kind of thing.

It would have been fine four or five years ago.

As for now?

Haha, He just wants to finish his work quickly and then go back to sleep with it for five days and five nights.

But the old lame demigod winked and said, "Oh, have you heard of the River of Darkness?"

"The River of Darkness?" Jing Renshuo was slightly stunned: "It was just stealing the original clock for two days, making a big fuss in the mist, and then running to the north. It is said that he was once a detained boss in the Yuan Kingdom...that Darkness River?"

Although what He said seemed to be a little problem, the lame demigod understood it. He pointed to the bottom of the raft and said, "Didn't you find that this place is actually very similar to the rumored river of darkness?"

Jing Renshuo glanced around and looked at the dark and misty underground river in front of him, and he looked like a cave, which looked like a dark and misty underground river. Well, it was indeed similar to the name of the River Without Darkness.

Before a guy made a big fuss in Wudu a few days ago, the title of "River of Darkness" was still in the hands of a few existences. However, after the incident a few days ago, let alone River of Darkness, even the origin of the boss who made a big fuss in Wudu was probably found out by some legendary creatures in Wudu.

As long as the stall is opened, there may be no secret in the legendary circle of Wudu.

Izuru also has some old naval friends, and occasionally gather, so he has heard some ambiguous rumors. Therefore, when the lame demigod said that their workplace in Tianyuan might be the River of Darkness, Izuru was recalling some experiences, it is indeed very likely!

However, this message only surprised Him a little, and then he was a little reluctant to get interested.

After all, is this place a river without darkness related to Him?

Can He not wave this 36,000-pound nine-toothed rake? Can He be allowed to go home to sleep earlier?

Obviously, it cannot.

Therefore, He only thought the lame demigod was farting.

But the lame demigod looked at Him with a strange expression: "Are you not curious at all?"

"What are you curious about?" Jing Renshuo responded lightly while waving the nine-toothed rake to salvage the dirt in the underground river.

"What secret is hidden at the end of this dark river? What kind of terrifying creatures are suppressing here?" The lame demigod lowered his voice, and a mysterious and terrifying scene in the vivid description.

"Oh." Iren Shuoqiang squeezed out a perfunctory smile: "I'm so curious."

"groove!"

The lame demigod showed a boring expression.
To be continued...