"Father, the matter of marriage is entirely up to me. You don't need to worry about it. If you live your life, if you can have your own freedom in this regard, it will be different from a sparrow." Zhu Minglang said.
"Well said, as expected, he is the son of my Zhu Tianguan. He is exactly the same as when I was young, but he is stubborn. At the beginning, your grandfather and your grandfather also arranged an arranged marriage. At the beginning, I would rather die than submit. I had to find it myself. Later I found out that you Mother is simply a fairy who accidentally fell into this mortal world, and a vulgar person like me is blessed by several lifetimes of cultivation, so I can just meet her in this life and get married with her." Zhu Tianguan said Hearing these words, my heart was full of emotion.
Zhu Minglang felt that he could not communicate with this father properly.
With a dark face, Zhu Minglang yawned deliberately, and said, "The two girls are also tired, I will take them to rest first, and my father is fishing here slowly."
"Qin Yang, you lead them the way." Zhu Tianguan said to the woman in black brocade, and then said to Zhu Minglang, "Zhu Minglang, sit here, I'll have someone prepare a pair of fishing gear for you, father and son It’s been a long time since we went fishing all night and chatted like this.”
Zhu Minglang didn't even bother to talk to him, and quickly followed Qin Yang, Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian.
Traveling long distances, in order to hurry, Zhu Minglang didn't get a good night's sleep for the past month.
And what kind of virtue is wishing Tianguan, he knows too well, this is to sit by the lake for one night, nothing more than hearing how chic and wonderful they were when they were young, and then repeat how romantic their husband and wife used to be.
Zhu Minglang was able to recite his speeches in full.
…
Arriving at a hill with a panoramic view of Shuidi Lake, there is a minimalist courtyard, which is Zhu Minglang's residence.
The small courtyard is very close to other places, and it is also adjacent to several larger buildings, so it is not a particularly quiet type.
Zhu Minglang is not the kind of person who likes to be too quiet. It would be great to have his own small space surrounded by familiar people.
The small courtyard is not big, and there are several nice small buildings. Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian are in the small building next to Zhu Minglang. Like themselves, they are already very tired. After freshening up, they turn off the lights and go to sleep.
Zhu Minglang originally wanted to see Mr. Dementia, but he fell asleep while soaking in the bathtub. If he hadn't taken a sip of the bath water, he would have thought he was on a cool bed...
The journey is indeed too far.
But no matter what, I can finally feel at ease.
…
The fragrance of flowers entered his nostrils. Zhu Minglang, who was sleeping with the big wooden window open, was awakened by the familiar fragrance. He opened his eyes and looked down from the building. With a straight and soft waist, he is practicing something stroke by stroke.
Zhu Minglang was in a daze and half awake, and was fascinated by watching.
But soon he realized something again, hurriedly shook his head and rubbed his eyes.
Nan Lingsha is painting, which is the scenery of the water drop lake.
From the window on my side, I can just see her in front of the case, but it is difficult for her to see my side...
In the past, the small building next door was empty, and Zhu Minglang never paid attention to it. Who would have thought that after a woman moved in, the whole small building seemed to become colorful, and his eyes were always drawn involuntarily.
Still have some sleepiness.
Zhu Minglang turned over and closed his eyes again.
I don't know if it was only a while, or if he fell asleep for a long time, when Zhu Minglang opened his eyes again, he found that he turned towards the window for some reason.
Moreover, another small building can be seen at a glance, the windows are bright, and the tulle is lightly rolled. Nan Lingsha is still sitting there, with a soft figure and amazing curves, but she is no longer painting, but teasing a bird Very strange little creatures...
The little creature has a very strange figure, like a clear lake, with a green color and a bit of a faint light, and one can even look through its crystal clear body and see the ink it covers.
It is said to be a small creature, but it is more like a little ghost dragon full of agility.
Zhu Minglang woke up all of a sudden, and leaned his upper body towards the window, trying to see if it was the dragon she was playing with, but found that Nan Lingsha had already got up and walked into the room, as if Fang Niannian was calling she.
Zhu Minglang also got up in a hurry and washed up in a hurry.
When they arrived in the courtyard, Nan Lingsha came out just in time, looking at Zhu Minglang whose clothes were still wrinkled.
"Niannian and I walked around," Nan Lingsha said.
"Oh, alright, Qin Yang will follow you, and it happens that the dragon food is not much... By the way, I asked you about the ancient dragon gate last night, and you said that you would tell me in detail today, and I will take you here tonight. In the restaurant, try the steamed fish from Shuidi Lake, taste the willow wine, and then you can talk to me slowly." Zhu Minglang said.
"Okay." Nan Lingsha seemed quite interested in tasting fish and wine, with a faint smile on her face.
Zhu Minglang also maintained a humble and polite smile, and watched Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian go out. At this time, Qin Yang, who was dressed in golden orange brocade, was already waiting in front of the courtyard.
When they left the yard, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face gradually disappeared.
He stared at the place where Nan Lingsha left, and fell into deep thought.
Last night, he didn't ask Nan Lingsha about the ancient Longmen at all, and just now Nan Lingsha didn't have the slightest doubt.
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After breakfast, Zhu Minglang walked towards the other side of Hudao Mountain. On the way, he met some people, but many of them could no longer recognize himself.
Of course, there are some people who don't recognize Zhu Minglang at all. Even in the inner court of the Zhu family, the personnel changes seem to be quite large in the past few years.
Passing through the majestic Sword Forging Hall, Zhu Minglang came to a blue pond stream filled with lake water, where he saw a group of seven or eight-year-old children sitting on stone benches, sitting in a row, as if they were listening to the last song. A wonderful piece of play.
But there is no stage in front of them, only a blue water stream, above which, Mr. Dementia is eloquent and eloquent, telling some ancient and incredible legends about dragons.
"Speaking of which, this dragon has ancestral veins. When it is angry, it can soak the world in the sea of alien space it calls. The waves of the sea can destroy hundreds of kilometers of mountains. The ancient beasts in the sea, Easily crush a whole country..."
"Then do you know who is enshrined on top of the ancestral lineage of the different space dragon? That's right, it's me, the sir you see now!"
"I am the ancestor of the nine heavens. I have returned to my basics and turned into the smallest mortal fish."
After saying these words, the children were already laughing to and fro, as if the happiest thing every day was to sit in a row here and listen to Mr. Dementia say some irrelevant words.
For outsiders to walk in here and see a group of children surrounded by a koi that can float and swim freely, and see the koi uttering words, they will definitely feel that this is an extremely weird picture.
But in Zhumen, all three or four-year-old dolls know this talking fish.
Everyone calls it Mr. Dementia.
No one in Zhumen knows the origin of this koi, but koi has always been a thing that brings good luck to people. During festivals, every house will hang lifelike painted carps, hoping for good luck.
The same is true for Zhumen, but Zhumen never hangs koi, nor does it pass on koi picture calendars, just let your children come to this blue water stream to pay homage to Mr. Dementia.
"So, the waves of the sea can destroy hundreds of kilometers of mountains, and the ancient beasts in the sea..." The little koi continued to open its mouth, with a bit of old-fashioned meaning, but the voice was not so Old, often with a bit of funny.
"Sir, you said this just now," said a chubby child.
"Ah? I'm afraid you won't remember. I'll tell you again." The little koi swung its tail and swam in the air. It looked like it was standing with its hands behind its back in a private school, walking slowly Mr. Teacher.
"But you have said this paragraph seven times today." said the little girl with a sky braid.
"That's the end of today's class, let's go play." The little koi floating in the air said.
The children scattered, chasing the butterflies near the mountain stream and soon disappeared.
The little koi swam a few times around the top of the water stream.
Zhu Minglang also walked there, and just about seven steps away, he heard the little koi shout.
"None of these little bastards came to class today. I will criticize their parents from house to house in the future. I am so mad at Master Yu, I am so mad at Master Yu!" The little koi was swimming faster and faster. The faster the fish whiskers rise, the bigger the eyeballs will be!
Zhu Minglang almost didn't laugh out loud.
Mr. Dementia, indeed Mr. Dementia.
These seven steps of memory, I don't know how the fish belly can hold so many strange things.
"Mr. Koi, Zhu Minglang has come to see you." Zhu Minglang walked to the mountain stream and shouted loudly.
"Zhu Minglang???" Mr. Koi suddenly leaped in file and arrived in front of Zhu Minglang in an instant, staring at Zhu Minglang with a pair of big fish eyes.
"it's me… "
"You baby, you have eaten the feed of those lake and pond fish, how did you grow so big all of a sudden?" Mr. Koi's fish face is very strange, and he can make a surprised expression like a human.
"Mr. Koi, I'm the Dragon Shepherd now, and I have a lot of questions I want to ask you." Zhu Minglang was used to Mr. Koi's rambling speech.
"Dragon Shepherd?? You are the Dragon Shepherd, hahahaha!!" Mr. Koi suddenly stood up with his tail, and a pair of short fish fins made a gesture of akimbo, and laughed while looking up at the fish head , "What kind of sword-breaking master, has no great prospects in his life, and ended up working for the dragon shepherd. It is not too late to raise a dragon now. With you Jiutian Yuye here, I guarantee that you can easily dominate the world!"
Zhu Minglang was speechless for a while, Master Yu was indeed Master Yu.
"Now I have four dragons..."
"Where is Bai Canglong, is the Bai Canglong who grew up with you dead?" Mr. Jinli suddenly thought of something and asked in surprise.
"Bai Qi is dormant, it is now the Bingchen White Dragon." Zhu Minglang said.