Ji Yuan turned his head to look at "Chu Mingcai" beside him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"What a coincidence! Just as we were talking, the old dragon arrived."
Seeing Chu Mingcai's ugly expression and the gloomy aura he exuded, even Ji Yuan, a criminal policeman now, felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
"Don't look at this old dragon who is already a thousand years old. In fact, he is still quite petty sometimes. If I were to drink tea with you here and not know him, he would definitely always remember it. I suffered the same loss on his birthday last time, so I still have to call him!"
What Ji Yuan said was basically all true, but Chu Mingcai beside him almost crushed the teacup when he heard it, as he couldn't utter a single word after trying for a long time.
It’s not that he couldn’t think of a valid reason to stop Ji Yuan from calling Lao Long, but Chu Mingcai now deeply understood what “the situation is stronger than the person” meant.
However, before Ji Yuan could figure out a suitable way to remind Lao Long that he was here, he felt a breeze mixed with moisture blowing, and Ji Yuan subconsciously stretched out his right hand.
A long strand of hair floated in the wind and naturally returned to his hand.
There was no expression on Ji Yuan's face, but he was wondering in his heart what was going on with the hair. When the long hair flew into the Huang Mansion, he already had a subtle sense of it, and he understood that it was not sent by the old dragon's magic, but the long hair came back on its own.
Chu Mingcai's attention was all focused on Ji Yuan, and he even briefly forgot that there was a real dragon flying in the sky.
Compared to Ji Yuan, Chu Ming only saw two points. The long hair returning by itself was only one of them. Even though there was no trace of magic power, he did not feel it as deeply as Ji Yuan. The key point was the second point that even Ji Yuan did not notice.
The wind, carrying a slight mist of rain, blew into the room, inevitably bringing up dust, but the dust automatically slid down in front of Ji Yuan. From the perspective of the True Demon, some tiny gray water droplets stuck to Ji Yuan's clothes, and miraculously, the water droplets remained while the dirt fell off. This was definitely not a dust-avoiding technique.
During this period, Chu Mingcai also carefully observed Ji Yuan's expression and found that he was mainly looking at the hair. He was unaware of other things about himself, or did not care. He was very natural and did not need to use any magic.
As the saying goes, the truth is revealed in the details. This situation is something the real devil has only seen in his life. Even though he doesn't know what it means, a new and appropriate word, "pure true body", naturally emerges in his mind.
'This person next to me...I'm afraid he is far more extraordinary than I imagined...Such a terrifying true immortal has been hidden in the land of Dazhen, and no one in the world knows about it...'
After a while, Ji Yuan had taken a quick look at his long hair. With the intention of giving it a try, he simply took off the Taoist crown on his head and let his long hair fall down.
His scalp felt a slight itch, and his long hair actually grew back again. Even Ji Yuan himself was amazed.
Woo… Woo…
The wind mixed with drizzle in front of the living room became stronger and stronger, which was obviously abnormal. It also attracted the attention of Ji Yuan and Chu Mingcai, who was worried, to the front of the living room.
"Patta...Patta..."
The open door of the living room was also swinging constantly, and the noise it made told of the chaotic wind direction.
A thick smell of rain and blood grew, and a dark cloud-like feeling descended upon the entire Dongle County. In Maoqian Town, the sky also darkened and the vision became blurry.
"Boom..."
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and lightning briefly illuminated the area in a pale white.
When the lightning illuminated the world, two men in brocade robes were already standing in front of the living room of the Huang Mansion, one young and one old. They were the father and son of the Ying family of Tongtianjiang. A strong wind mixed with dust and drizzle surrounded them.
"Gurgle..."
Chu Mingcai picked up the teacup and took a deep swallow of the tea.
"Hehehe... I knew that by following that hair, I would be able to find Mr. Ji, but I didn't expect there would be a surprise, hehehe..."
Lao Long's voice was cheerful at the beginning, but became a little bit more subdued later on, as dragon energy kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
Long Zi Yingfeng was more realistic than his father. He glanced at Chu Mingcai, then focused his attention on Ji Yuan and bowed to him respectfully.
"My nephew meets Uncle Ji!"
"Well, that big bighead carp is delicious. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."
Ji Yuan felt quite comfortable when Ying Feng called him "Uncle Ji". After all, it was Ying Feng's turn. Normally, he thought that Long Zi was too clingy, but now he liked him very much.
Ying Feng, who had been maintaining a serious expression, could no longer keep a straight face. A look of joy appeared on his face, and he was even more delighted in his heart.
"Hehehe... As long as Uncle Ji likes it, I just did it casually..."
However, seeing this atmosphere, Ying Feng just acted nice and stopped talking.
Ji Yuan also stood up and bowed to Lao Long.
"Mr. Ying, how are you? Come in and have some tea!"
Lao Long also bowed in return.
"Of course I am fine. If I hadn't been busy traveling around before and after the Grain in Ear Festival, I would have come to Bingzhou to visit Mr. Ji a long time ago. But it's a coincidence that I came today, hehehe..."
Old Long smiled and kept his eyes on Chu Mingcai.
"What a coincidence, what a coincidence, hehehe..."
Ji Yuan also laughed along.
The two sides were busy chatting and seemingly ignoring Chu Mingcai, an outsider. However, the huge pressure was all gathered at the table, pressing on him alone, making Zhen Mo feel like a mountain pressing down on him and sitting on pins and needles. He felt extremely uncomfortable.
So after a while, there was a subtle change in the seating arrangement in the Huang family's living room.
Ji Yuan and Chu Mingcai were still sitting on the left and right of the upper seat, while old Long Yinghong and dragon son Yingfeng were sitting on the two side seats on Chu Mingcai's side. The real demon was sandwiched in the middle, and his face had been gloomy and ugly since just now.
…
"Oh oh oh... So Huang Xingye gave birth to a 'god in human form'? This is really rare!"
After listening to Ji Yuan's brief account of the whole process, the old dragon exclaimed in surprise, and then once again saluted Chu Mingcai. Well, the father and son of the Ying family had two pairs of dragon eyes together.
"Yes, it is indeed rare. I was quite surprised."
Since Lao Long had previously exposed Ji Yuan's identity as "Mr. Ji", he was no longer "I".
Now that we have discussed these basic premises, we will get to the main event.
Ji Yuan put down the teacup he had just taken a sip of, picked up the teapot again and took the initiative to refill Chu Mingcai's cup with a smile on his lips.
"It seems that Your Excellency likes to drink tea, and he drinks it quite quickly. Now that we have finished the trivial matters, it is time to get down to business."
While speaking, Ji Yuan also looked at Lao Long, then turned his gaze back to Chu Mingcai.
"To be honest, your Excellency said before that you came to join in the fun of Dazhen. I am used to being idle and out of touch with the news, so I really don't know what you meant."
Chu Ming just opened his mouth and had just uttered half of the word "this..." when Old Long spoke in surprise.
"Mr. Ji didn't know? Hahaha... That's right, I just found out about it not long ago, and Mr. Ji likes to live a carefree life, so it's impossible for him to inquire about any news."
Lao Long hooked his finger, and the teapot flew to his side and automatically poured a cup of tea into his teacup.
"It is said that in the Tianji Pavilion in Tianxuan Cave, three long-bearded elders who were comprehending the Dao fossils had a feeling and made a divination several years ago. It took them a year to complete the divination and they concluded that the southern corner of Dongtu Yunzhou is roughly the border of Dazhen. It is a place with great prosperity and infinite Dao opportunities hidden in it."
"anything else?"
"No, I heard that the Tianxuan Cave Heaven has been completely closed now due to the ban, and the Tianji Pavilion refuses all visitors. The three long-bearded elders seem to have been seriously injured. I don't know how the news got out."
Chu Mingcai finally found an opportunity to say something, and his tone was as gentle as possible, as if to ease the atmosphere.
"It's strange that such a thing could be spread, so there are both true and false. And we can't verify it with the Tianji Pavilion. The so-called excitement in Dazhen came from this. I also came to take a look. When I saw Huang Xingye nurturing the 'human body god', I was curious and watched for a while..."
Lao Long looked at him coldly.
"Oh? What about your body? What about the things that happened before? Although my old friend doesn't have any obsessive thoughts about demons, fairies or monsters, he hates evil ways and evil deeds the most. Don't look at him smiling and drinking tea with you, the ten thousand feet of sword intent bred in the Qingteng Sword may be unable to be suppressed."
"Hey Hey… "
Long Zi Yingfeng laughed in a very unkind way. Anyway, his father and Uncle Ji were there, so he had no pressure at all. He just watched the fun without any worries.
Chu Mingcai felt like breaking out in a cold sweat after hearing what Lao Long said. He glanced at the magic sword behind Ji Yuan. It was apparently quiet and there was not even any sword intent or sword energy flowing out of it, but at this moment, he inexplicably felt that if he moved, it would be fine, but if he moved, it would be shocking.
There is a real dragon on the left and a real immortal on the right. The real dragon is a thousand-year-old dragon, and the real immortal is even more unfathomable. A realization arises that 'this may be the most dangerous moment in a long time'.