The man who seemed to be walking towards him stopped in his sight, and the apprentice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped talking. Wei Xi reacted and turned his eyes away from the annoying guy: "Queer? Queer ?"
It took a long while to hear the apprentice's answer: "...I am here. What happened to you?"
Wei Xi was much gentler to his apprentice, explaining: "An old rival, who ruined my good deeds in the past, dissipated my rations. Last time I went to a banquet with Tianyi Wanrong, the cakes I brought you were almost the same. I was robbed and eaten up by this man, and I beat him to the death before I saved it and brought it to you."
The apprentice hesitated. He didn't seem to be moved. Instead, he was trying to think about something: "… Is there any?"
Wei Xi snorted coldly: "You weren't by my side at the time, so it's no wonder you didn't know."
Apprentice: "..."
Wei Xi listened to his silence and thought for a while, thinking that he was worried about himself, and changed his tone: "Don't worry Que'er, even if there is a fight this time, Master will not suffer."
"..." The apprentice was quiet for a while, before he said solemnly after a long time, "...Do you really hate him that much?"
Wei Xi thought of the various grievances and grievances he had had with this person since he went down the mountain, and nodded without hesitation: "Of course. Ever since he robbed me of dozens of ghosts in Fengyang Town, the feud between me and him has become undying. already."
The apprentice's voice became more difficult: "... just because of this?"
Weixi: "Isn't that enough?"
For him, eating and drinking was originally the most important thing in life, and the ghost who came to his mouth, wasn't it a bloody feud
The apprentice on the other end of the phone must have thought of this, and heaved a long sigh, as if very tired: "Weixi, don't you think he also has some strengths? For example."
After a while, there was a bit of shame in his tone: "...For example, the yang is strong."
The yang energy is quite strong, but Wei Xi replied subconsciously without thinking much: "But I already have you."
After a pause, he felt that his answer was a bit wrong, and he glanced at the other figures in the sea park, recognized something, and added: "What's more, what kind of talent this is, the friends around him are also yang-qi. It's not necessarily weak, but he is much kinder. For example, a gentleman surnamed Xia was generous and gave me a lot of food."
After that banquet, it was Xia Shouren who brought the back kitchen cakes to him, so that he had a very good impression of Xia Shouren, but even so, he was strangely much more gentle to Xia Shouren's body. Not much appetite. However, before he could tell his apprentice this, Mr. Gu's voice came from beside him: "Master Wei? Master Wei?"
Wei Xi looked back and found that everyone was waiting for him. The apprentice on the other end of the phone fell into silent silence again after his voice fell. Wei Xi didn't know why and didn't have time to say more, so he hurriedly left a sentence: " Que, I still have something to do, I'll talk about it later."
Just hang up.
*****
"Mr. Xia, you are right." Chongming discovered something at this time and stabbed Xia Shouren's body, "Mr. Shuozong does look very unhappy."
Xia Shouren was busy deleting photos after mocking him just now. At this time, he looked back and was stunned. The momentum around his friend was obviously more gloomy than before. This was not only unhappy, it was as if he was provoked by someone.
Xia Shouren didn't know why, but following his friend's gaze, he quickly realized something: "How could it be him?!"
Chongming: "Who?"
"Do you remember the fierce beast I told you about? It's the one that Shuozong stared at after he came into existence." Xia Shouren looked cautious, "Why does it appear here? No wonder Shuozong is in a bad mood. "
Chongming seemed to understand but didn't understand: "Is it because Mr. Shuozong was angry? I glanced at you when I saw him hang up the phone, and thought it was you who made him angry again."
Xia Shouren snorted, and led Zhongming to condolences to his brothers: "How is it possible that we, the only auspicious beasts in the world, have been dependent on each other since the collapse of the heaven and earth, and they are of the same kind, so their feelings are not so strong. Don't look at him God told me to die and act like an old bastard, but he doesn't know how much he cherishes such a generous buddy like me."
After saying that, a smile appeared on his face, and he was about to say hello to the other party.
Seeing that Shuozong turned to himself with a dark face, he said, "Xia Shouren. I advise you to stay away from me now."
Xia Shouren: "?"
Chongming: "?"
Xia Shouren asked with tears in his eyes, "What did I do wrong again?"
"You're too generous." Shuozong said coldly, "You're too close to me, I'm afraid I can't help strangling you."
Xia Shouren: "..."
Chong Ming: "… "
*****
Chongming: "Depending on each other for life..."
Chongming: "The feelings are strong..."
Chongming: "I don't know how much I cherish..."
Chongming: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Shuozong is just mad at you."
Xia Shouren also found out, but he didn't know where he was wrong at all, so he could only go back and delete the photo while wiping his tears: "It's fake! It's all fake! He never lived with each other, and he is still that old beast!"
Mr. Gu had already arranged the filming location for the filming crew, and he was swaying in the rain against the wind that almost ripped his umbrella to pieces. At this time, he also keenly recognized the few people who were haunting the Jinhai Park, and he was astonished. He shouted: "Mr. Shuozong?! Mr. Xia?! Why are you here too?!"
Mr. Gu ran very fast, and the two sides were getting closer and closer. In Wei Xi's sight, the tall man in the black raincoat had slowly put the phone back in his pocket, and at the same time glanced at himself in a complicated way: "Come here and deal with it. Issues."
His eyes were deep, and the raindrops were still hanging on his eyelashes. His voice was low, and it got into his ears through the noisy rain, making Weixi feel inexplicably familiar. However, after so many fights between the two, they were no strangers. With Weixi's brain capacity, he naturally couldn't think further.
Mr. Gu was not surprised immediately after receiving the answer, and introduced to Wei Xi: "Master Wei, this is Mr. Shuozong, who has also been a consultant for our show before."
Unity made a fool of himself, and the national entrepreneur of Shangjing Caijing magazine served as a consultant for "Believe in Science", which made him have a strange feeling that the dimension wall was broken: "Really or not? Mr. Shuozong actually...?"
Mr. Gu glanced at the staff of the Meteorological Bureau who became dumbfounded after seeing the legendary big entrepreneur, and explained implicitly: "Beside Mr. Shuozong... there are a group of talented people."
Apart from him, the other Taoist priests obviously knew something, and they didn't show any surprise. The Taoist Association's old Taoist priest even greeted the other party quite familiarly: "Mr. Shuozong, don't come here. Is the place all right?"
Tuanjie saw that the national Gao Shuaifu who was staring straight at his master finally turned his eyes away and glanced at a corner lightly: "A few uninvited guests have come, and it has been resolved."
The young man from the Meteorological Bureau looked at him for no apparent reason. His eyes widened immediately. He threw his umbrella away and ran towards the corner. The few people who were unconscious in the muddy water shook desperately: "Wake up! Wake up!"
At the same time, I suddenly remembered what I heard just now, and looked up at the crowd in surprise: "Why can't you wake up? This is what you did?! What's going on?!"
The few small internet celebrities who gathered to take pictures of them were almost blown away, but no one showed any concern for them at the scene. The successful entrepreneur who was keen on charity even questioned him without a wave of eye movement. : "Who is this?"
"It's from the Meteorological Bureau." Mr. Gu explained embarrassingly, "I don't know much about the rules, so don't have common knowledge with him."
The young man was stunned, what does it mean to not understand the rules? Some people are in a coma in Jinhai Park, and their lives are at stake. Why are these people so indifferent? !
Mr. Gu prevaricates him again: "Don't worry, it's probably just because the weather is too cold and hypoglycemia faints. If you're worried about them catching a cold, just move them to a dry place."
The young man was still bewildered by his casual tone, and a huge sound of waves suddenly sounded from the seascape in front of him. The group of people at the scene who didn't care about the comatose Internet celebrity were immediately attracted to the attention.
******
The wind and rain are getting bigger.
Old Taoist Quan looked at the mouth of the sea, and felt uneasy, and said in a consulting tone: "Mr. Shuozong, according to you, this time..."
Seeing that Shuozong's expression was indifferent, his eyes seemed to glance at someone in his crowd, and his voice seemed displeased: "Go Jiao stayed here and wanted to turn into a dragon and enter the sea, we are the ones who prevented it from entering the sea, you shouldn't Take this trip."
"Transform! Transform into a dragon!"
He said it lightly, but many Taoist priests and Mr. Gu almost knelt down: "Really, really a dragon?!"
Shuozong didn't seem to like to talk to people, so he didn't answer with a sullen face, Wei Xi ignored it, stepped out of the crowd and walked towards Xia Shouren who was standing on the edge of the landscape platform, and looked at the rushing Yellow River outside the guardrail: "That The dragon is below?"
Xia Shouren's expression seemed a little panicked the moment he approached to speak out, but he quickly reacted and opened his mouth to answer.
But before he could make a sound, the voice of his stingy friend suddenly rang: "It's at the bottom of the water, and it can enter the sea only after it has successfully transformed into a dragon."
Wei Xi glanced back, Shuo Zong did not know when he had approached, his eyes wandered between him and Xia Shouren for two times, and he just stood between them expressionlessly.
Xia Shouren, who got the back of his head: "???"
Wei Xi was not in the mood to fight him at the moment, and nodded: "Can't it go into the sea?"
Other Taoist priests were able to answer this question, and someone immediately said: "It is recorded in ancient books that when a real dragon enters the sea, it will generally cause huge waves, causing strong storms and tsunamis at the same time. There are so many people in the sea city... It is too late to evacuate, once it successfully enters the sea, the consequences are really unimaginable, and the heavy casualties are light."
At this moment, everyone finally realized where the strong typhoon that suddenly appeared on the sea came from.
However, at the same time as understanding, the Taoist priests present still had a hard time accepting: "I just didn't expect... There are actually dragons in this world..."
Shuozong seemed to be dismissive of the awe in their voices: "Is it strange? Like Xuanwu, dragons have always existed. There used to be many in the East China Sea, but they disappeared later."
The Taoist priests couldn't care less about his attitude.
Shuozong shook his head.
So, isn't this the only dragon in the world? !
The Taoist priests swallowed their saliva and stared at the turbid water in front of them. I don't know if it was an illusion.
It seemed that all of a sudden, the howling wind became stronger and stronger, and the clouds that had gathered in the sky for a long time also suddenly struck a lightning bolt.
Along with the light that seemed to split the heavens and the earth, there was also the tacit understanding in the hearts of the people present—it came.
The waves slapped the dykes of the Jinhai Park frantically with a gesture that almost devoured the world, as if to welcome their upcoming masters. Several times the waves were so high that they even climbed over the guardrail. Under the extremely crazy waves, a clear shadow began to move towards Speeding across the water.
In the next instant, the deafening thunder rolled in, followed by the sound of breaking water, and all the priests present raised their heads in a daze.
They thought they were ready, but when they really faced this moment, they realized that the human heart could not easily get rid of the instinctual fear.
What kind of scene was that? A long cyan dragon leaped out of the water, defying gravity as if nothing, it easily rolled its head and tail and took off in the air. It is more than ten meters long, with a sinuous and vigorous figure, its majestic dragon head is covered with spikes, its huge eyes are wide open, and just a glance at it is enough to make the hearts of the humans present.
It was a scene that can only be glimpsed in mythology, but now it really appeared in front of my eyes.
Its scales flickered with splendid light, its long beards fluttered in the wind, and its four claws exuded a sharp cold light. Every detail was extremely close to and broke through human imagination.
Shuozong was also a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect it to be blue."
Aware of Wei Xi's gaze, he explained patiently: "Dragons are divided into three, six, and nine grades, and they are usually divided into five colors: red, black, green, and gold. People in the world have misunderstood that the golden dragon is the most precious, but that is only brought by the imperial power. It's just a misjudgment. The only one that really stands on the table is the blue dragon representing the oriental constellation, the blue dragon of Qinglong White Tiger Suzaku Xuanwu. Because the east belongs to wood, the blue dragon usually appears blue. I'm afraid it will grow horns."
His voice fell to the ground, and the lowered clouds suddenly slashed lightning bolts one after another, hitting the Qinglong hovering over the Yellow River.
Qinglong was not afraid at all, opened his mouth and roared towards the sky, forcibly endured by those thunder lights. After each thunderstorm, the dragon's stature grew stronger, and at the same time, the scales on its body became more and more dazzling, and the bald forehead began to grow horns that were visible to the naked eye.
When the dragon heard Shuozong's evaluation, he let out a big laugh, with an unusually arrogant posture: "Not bad! Not bad!"
Qinglong is obviously very proud. It has been practicing for so many years before it has cultivated to the point where it is now, and it is quite clear about what its existence means to the human world.
The Taoist priests at the scene and Mr. Gu's filming team were shocked when they heard its laughter, and their knees subconsciously softened.
They knew exactly what their purpose was, and what would happen if they entered the sea, but this was a dragon! This is a living dragon!
What the dragon represents to the people of this land, there is no need to repeat it. Throughout the ages, even the most honorable emperors in the feudal period have worshipped it. Today, Baiyun Canggou, time flies, although it has entered a new era, the instinct deeply written in the bones and blood will not be easily changed.
The Taoist priests looked at the dragon tremblingly, and saw their own radiant faith. The excitement in their hearts was even greater than when they saw Xuanwu at first, so that the right Taoist priest burst into tears in an instant.
The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the Qinglong swayed its tail in the air, turning his head to admire his followers: "Humans, are you here to stop me from entering the sea?"
Daoist Quan looked at those inorganic eyes, trembling, speechless, and said in a choked voice: "Really... the real dragon is on top, please consider for the millions of people in the sea city."
The Qinglong sneered, looking at the world from above: "There is my palace in the ocean, you know who I am, and you dare to make such a rude request to me, if you don't go into the sea, it's hard for me to live in this place. In a narrow river?"
Daoist Quan choked up. As a cultivator, he knew that the gods were cruel, but he really didn't know how to persuade this dragon, who didn't care about human beings, to change his mind. However, the cognition rooted in his heart made him unable to speak ill of his beliefs, and could only suffer extremely.
That Qinglong obviously knew that he didn't dare to stop himself, and his eyes showed satisfaction, but he heard a clear inquiry from the crowd, with real doubts: "What identity do you say you are?"
Qinglong paused, looked down, and met the gaze of a small curly hair in the crowd. There was no awe in the little curly hair looking at him!
It felt that its majesty was being provoked, and immediately became angry. With the increasingly fierce waves, it lowered its head and approached the other party, and roared: "Mortal! I have cultivated for 1300 years, and now I have received the memory of inheritance after the thunder calamity. Officially become the only blue dragon in the sky and the ground! It is the incarnation of the oriental constellation, the faith of this country, the true master of this land and sea! How dare you offend me like this!"
In this land, isn't the dragon a symbol of culture for thousands of years? Once Jackie Chan, why not have the wind and the rain to dominate the world
However, seeing that the curly hair was still not afraid at all, he asked again: "So, you really are not a national protected animal?"
This question is quite strange. Qinglong's boiling anger was asked for a while, and he looked at him inexplicably: "What is that? What are you talking about?"
Then I saw a clear smile slowly opened on this curly face: "I see."
The next second, before Qinglong could figure out what he knew, his head suddenly heavy, and its horns had been caught by lightning.
It lowered its head just now in order to create a more terrifying roaring effect, and when it wanted to raise its head again, a figure had leapt lightly on its nose.
The Taoist priests who were still crying at the scene were stunned. They watched Wei Xi grab the horn of the blue dragon and jump on the other side's head. After being stunned, they immediately shouted: "Daoist friend Wei! Be careful! You! What are you going to do?!"
They soon knew what Weixi was going to do.
Because Qinglong's angry roar quickly turned into a sharp roar, Weixi grabbed its dragon's horn and refused to let go no matter how much it tossed in the air. At the same time, he opened his mouth and bit towards Qinglong's forehead! Two scales were torn off and chewed with blood.
Daoists: "!!!!!!"
Qinglong: "Ooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!"
Xia Shouren was also stunned, and even covered his buttocks in horror and took two steps back: "Fuck! F*ck!! The style has not diminished from the past!"
He reacted and quickly grabbed Shuo Zong who was beside him: "Fuck! No matter how you say it, it's a dragon!! Just think of a way!! You can't tell him to eat like this!"
Shuo Zong has been very calm since just now, when he heard his request for help, he grabbed Qinglong's frantically swept tail and jumped up without much hesitation.
Young Qinglong, who had just turned into a dragon, was already frightened by the sudden change, and he didn't know where the arrogance just now went. At this time, he could only scream and shake his head, trying to throw Wei Xi down. It's a pity that Wei Xi's hands were firmly grasped, and he never loosened for a moment. He ate at a very fast speed, and he bit off most of the scales on the dragon's face in a short while.
The moment Shuozong appeared at the top of the dragon's head, Wei Xi immediately became vigilant, glaring with scales in his mouth, new hatred and old hatred erupted at the same time: "Are you going to ruin my good thing again!?"
The blue dragon faintly felt the breath of the same auspicious beast, and made a heartbreaking cry: "Save me!!"
The two finally got on the bar, and on the viewing platform, Xia Shouren comforted Chongming, who had been frightened at the scene of eating dragons, "It's okay, Shuozong is very stable, and he will be able to stop him soon."
In the sound of comfort, Shuozong jumped to Weixi's side as quickly as Xia Shouren said.
I saw him crouched down, hesitated for a moment, and finally shot—
With a click, it broke off half of Qinglong's horns.
Then he handed it to Weixi's mouth: "Do you want to eat?"
The author has something to say: Taoist priests: "Ah, it can't be done!!"
Qinglong [Weeping]: I never thought that the first day of transforming into a dragon would be poached because it was not a protected animal