Everyone sat together holding porcelain cups, in which was brewed Bamboo Leaf Green Tea, one of the famous teas in Sichuan. The emerald green and porcelain white complemented each other, making it particularly pleasing and lovely. In front of each person were melon seeds and cold cakes. After eating the cold cakes, they drank a cup of Bamboo Leaf Green Tea. After drinking the Bamboo Leaf Green Tea, they ate melon seeds. When they were thirsty, they drank another sip of Bamboo Leaf Green Tea. While 'stuttering' in his mouth, he stared at Ma Shanfeng without blinking: "Uncle Ma, I'm waiting for you to open your voice."
Ma Shanfeng rolled up his sleeves neatly, rolled them up twice, and then held up the teacup to moisten his throat. He drank it, sighed, and sipped his throat: "More than 20 years ago, I had just graduated. I followed people all over the country and finally made a name for myself and entered the eyes of the country. At that time, the Taoist Association was not as prosperous and standardized as it is now. It just happened to have experienced a catastrophe, and young people didn't believe in it. Many inheritances were almost broken. But at that time, as long as you were ordained as a Heavenly Master, you had real skills."
Zhang Qiudao put down his phone and said, "Uncle Ma, now we young people also have real skills." Chen Yang and Kou Xuanling, who were among the young people, nodded.
Ma Shanfeng snorted and said, "I can't compare to the Heavenly Masters of the past. The Heavenly Masters of the past dared to take orders beyond their level and complete the tasks alone. The Heavenly Masters of today need three or two people to complete tasks of similar level."
Zhang Qiudao touched his nose. To be honest, he was the only Heavenly Master present who was as described by Ma Shanfeng. Chen Yang could take orders at a higher level, and Kou Xuanling could complete tasks of the corresponding level alone.
Ma Shanfeng said: "No one forces you. Your talents and environment are better than ours back then, but you just don't work hard - you're still playing games?" He glared and glared at Zhang Qiudao.
Aunt Ma patted Ma Shanfeng's arm in a reproachful manner: "There aren't so many dangers now. Young people like to play. It's great to have fun."
Ma Shanfeng laughed: "Then let Mao Xiaoli catch up and let him cry."
Zhang Qiudao: ... It hurts Lao Ma. He put away his phone silently and listened carefully.
Chen Yang smiled and said, "Qiu Dao is preparing for the examination to be awarded the title of Five Thunder Heavenly Master. I think he will definitely pass it next March. By then, Qiu Dao will be the Five Thunder Heavenly Master, and he will be considered a leader in the Heavenly Master world. Both he and Xiao Li are very good, maybe they will really get together one day. Our branch office will have to ask Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma to find an auspicious day for them."
Ma Shanfeng snorted: "The Zhang and Mao families have the most elders, so it's not my turn to choose an auspicious date."
"You can do it." Aunt Ma used some strength to hit Ma Shanfeng: "Don't be so arrogant when someone coaxes you, and don't bring up other things. Tell me about the theft of the dragon horn."
Ma Shanfeng did not dare to disobey Aunt Ma, and said awkwardly: "It was only after I got on the plane that I learned that the dragon horn was stolen and that our Heavenly Master was needed to recover it. As for why the Heavenly Master was sent instead of the special forces, it was because the international relations between our country and other countries were tense at the time and it was not easy to leave the country. In addition, the team that stole the dragon horn included illusionists from island countries, sorcerers from Southeast Asia, and magicians. They were deceitful, cunning, and treated human life as worthless. They were a group of villains holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, and they would do anything for the dragon horn."
He was lost in memories, and seemed to recall something extremely uncomfortable. "Besides us, there were two other teams, all of which were Heavenly Masters. The country dispatched three teams of Heavenly Masters, which shows the importance of Dragon Horn. But at that time, one team of Heavenly Masters was killed, and all died miserably."
"Hiss—" Chen Yang and his companions took a deep breath. The Heavenly Master who could be entrusted with such an important task by the country should be quite capable. But they still lost a small team of Heavenly Masters. It was hard to imagine how powerful the team that stole the dragon horns was.
Ma Shanfeng said with a gloomy face: "They are not necessarily very powerful, but they take advantage of the kindness of the Heavenly Master, making the Heavenly Master constrained in every way. Once, an illusionist from the island country controlled a little girl and tied a gun to her. In order to save the innocent child, a Heavenly Master was lost. The Heavenly Master was not yet an adult at the time. He was young and immature but had excellent talent. In time, he would have grown into a Shangqing Heavenly Master. It's just a pity..."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted. After a long silence, Chen Yang asked, "What happened next?"
Ma Shanfeng: "This method of exploiting innocent children, women, and the elderly has been used many times, and it succeeds every time. Moreover, the magicians of the island countries and the sorcerers of Southeast Asia are very powerful, and their methods are cruel and evil. The former are insidiously cunning and exploit innocent people, and the latter are hard to guard against. If you are caught, you will die miserably. Although the process was difficult, we successfully got the dragon horn back in the end."
Chen Yang: "The small piece of dragon horn that was auctioned—?"
“Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and returned the dragon horn to the country. Before we had time to comfort the heroic spirit, we heard the news of the auction of the dragon horn. It turned out that a magician in the team had secretly pried away a small piece of the dragon horn, fled to Europe and successfully auctioned the dragon horn.” Because of this, this incident has become a regret in the hearts of Ma Shanfeng and the Heavenly Masters who participated in the event that year. The dragon horn cannot be completely recovered, and the heroic spirit of the Heavenly Master cannot rest in peace.
Wei Xuan held the baby and pouted: "I'm so angry!" The baby also said in a soft voice, "I'm so angry", and the two little cuties puffed up their cheeks and pouted in anger. The cute appearance immediately drove away the regret and sadness in Ma Shanfeng's heart, and he and his old wife teased them together.
Chen Yang asked: "Where did the stolen dragon horn come from?"
Ma Shanfeng was stunned, then shook his head: "I really don't know where the dragon horn comes from."
"I know." Witch Chief Yi spoke, attracting the attention of others. She drank her tea slowly, and then said, "Have you heard of the walking dragon?"
Chen Yang nodded. "According to folk rumors, Jiaolongs turn into dragons when they enter the sea. Most Jiaolongs hide in the Yangtze River or in the mountains and forests to practice. When they can turn into divine dragons one day, they will either ask for titles from people or enter the sea to turn into divine dragons. Jiaolongs are not like dragons that can grow or shrink or hide their bodies. They have practiced for thousands of years and their bodies are huge. They cannot hide their bodies when they move from land to sea, so they will cause floods and hide in the floods to reach the sea. The places where Jiaolongs pass by are clean and do not look like they have been ravaged by floods. They are called walking Jiaolongs."
Witch Chief Yi smiled with appreciation, "That's right. Also, when the water level rises under the bridge, the dragon will not want to pass under the bridge, which will cause the flood to rise and wash away the bridge, causing flooding. In order to prevent this from happening, people sometimes cast bronze swords under the bridge to scare the dragon. Moreover, the flood caused by the dragon will hurt innocent people and is easy to be struck by lightning. Therefore, the dragon is in great danger when walking. If it can reach the sea safely, it can successfully transform into a dragon. Otherwise, a thousand years of cultivation will be gone in a day, and it will be reduced to ashes."
Wei Xuan asked curiously: "Then why do they say that Long wants to ask for a title?" She told Chief Witch Yi what she had heard on the way about Long asking for a title.
Chief Witch Yi smiled and said, "To seek a title is to take risks, entrusting one's own Taoism to humans. To walk on a dragon is to rely on one's own abilities to survive the heavenly tribulation. No matter which method is used, it is a way for a dragon to transform into a dragon."
Chen Yang: "So what does it have to do with dragon horns?"
Chief Witch Yi's smile faded. "Back then, a dragon wandered and caused a massive flood along the banks of the Yellow River. The fields and houses on both sides of the river were ravaged by the flood, and many people were drowned. A huge thunderbolt fell from the sky, as if it was going to kill the young dragon. The dragon hid in the Yellow River, and a dragon in the Yellow River had its horn accidentally chopped off. A dragon without horns cannot ascend to heaven."
Everyone was silent for a long time, and Chen Yang said, "So this is a dragon whose horns were accidentally struck off by lightning?"
Chief Witch Yi also thought that the dragon's misfortune was dramatic: "The dragon sits in the house, and thunder comes from the sky."
Kou Xuanling: "It needs a blessing talisman."
Chief Witch Yi: "After the dragon horn was chopped off, the dragon's cultivation level declined. The dragon horn disappeared, and later experienced a most chaotic period. Until the peaceful era, the dragon horn appeared again, was stolen, recovered, and preserved." The matter of the dragon horn came to an end.
Chen Yang: "Is the dragon still hiding under the Yellow River?"
"According to the previous witch chief, she saw a hornless dragon in the Dragon Locking Platform when she was a child."
"Oh." Chen Yang leaned against Du Shuo, thinking: "I should have dreamed of this hornless dragon, just two or three hours ago. It suddenly jumped out of the deep pool, without horns on its head, and couldn't rise to the sky. Did it have something to ask me?"
"Most intelligent elves will appear in dreams to give hints when they need help. They probably want you to help them leave the deep pool. Wawa told me that the Yin-Yang Ghost Butterfly needs dragon meat to hatch, which means that the Yin-Yang Ghost Butterfly can lead us to find the dragon." Witch Chief Yi said after taking a sip of tea.
Zhang Qiu said, "Didn't you say you saw a dragon in the Dragon Locking Terrace?"
Chief Witch Yi: "The Dragon Locking Platform stretches as far as the eye can see. It is a steep and rugged mountain that rises into the sky. The mountain is surrounded by streams with turbulent water. There is only a suspension bridge connecting to the Dragon Locking Platform. The suspension bridge is also very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall into the turbulent stream and disappear in an instant. The Witch Clan has always warned the villagers not to go to the Dragon Locking Platform because it is too dangerous. And even if you go to the Dragon Locking Platform, you can't find the hiding place of the dragon. As for why, you will know when you go there tomorrow."
Chen Yang: "If that's the case, let's go to the Dragon Locking Platform tomorrow. Everyone go and rest first, Wei Xuan and the baby go to bed quickly. Children can't stay up late, go to bed."
Ma Shanfeng and his wife took Wei Xuan and the doll back to their room to coax them to sleep. The doll had its own room, so it took its good friend Wei Xuan to sleep with it. As for the others, they had already arranged their rooms and went into their own rooms. Because the house was built into the mountain wall, the windows of each room were against the mountain wall for light.
Chen Yang's room was arranged on the top floor. After entering the room and opening the window, he could overlook the entire Wu Village. Wu Village was surrounded by mountains on all sides. There was only one entrance at the foot of the mountain in front. The villagers' houses were built in the mountain walls. The open space surrounded by the mountains was planned for traffic roads and shopping malls. Looking into the distance, the mountains were graceful, and the indigo color was shrouded in a thin white mist, like the fairy mountains in landscape paintings. The air was fresh and moist, and a breath of it made me feel refreshed.
Chen Yang praised: "The living environment of the Wu tribe is really good, suitable for seclusion. Except for the inconvenient transportation, everywhere is good."
Du Shuo stopped unbuttoning his clothes and said, "Fengdu is more beautiful and more suitable for seclusion."
Chen Yang turned around and asked doubtfully, "Isn't Fengdu the legendary ghost town? It's gloomy and scary, with ghosts everywhere. Are you sure it's suitable for seclusion?"
The emperor frowned and said seriously, "There are two places in Fengdu. One is my office. It needs to be gloomy and scary to create a majestic and fair image to scare the evil ghosts. The other is my residence, which is also where most of the ghost officials live. The living world describes this place as a ghost country and named it Dushuo Mountain after me. There are many peach trees in the mountain, and peach blossoms bloom all year round."
Chen Yang: "Thousands of years of peach blossoms?"
The Emperor: “Yeah.”
Chen Yang: "You must be tired of it."
The Emperor: “…”
Du Shuo's lips were tight and he remained silent. He turned his back to Chen Yang and unbuttoned his clothes to change, then went into the bathroom to take a shower. Chen Yang had a wicked smile on his face. Hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom, he tiptoed forward, opened the door and sneaked in. The bathroom was filled with steam, and the shower head was fixed on the wall spraying hot water, but there was no one under the shower head.
Chen Yang lifted the curtain in confusion, and there was no one in the bathtub. When he was about to turn around, he was suddenly attacked. A figure suddenly rushed over from behind and took him to the bathtub and pressed him against the wall. Before he could react, he was bitten on the neck. "Hiss! Be gentle, it hurts."
Du Shuo's hoarse voice sounded behind his ear: "It hurts a lot, and I'll remember it."
Chen Yang said with a smile: "Why don't I learn my lesson? Don't press me down, it's a bit uncomfortable." Du Shuo let go of him and let him turn over in his arms. The two looked at each other. Chen Yang put his arm around Du Shuo's shoulders and said: "Next time, take me to live in Du Shuo Mountain?"
Du Shuo: “…Okay.”
The Dragon Locking Platform is located in Longxia Gorge. The stream in Longxia Gorge is a tributary of the Yangtze River. Due to the steep mountains, the stream is extremely turbulent. The Dragon Locking Platform in Longxia Gorge is far away from the Wu Clan, but closer to the neighboring scenic spot. Because of this, the formation of Longxia Gorge was broken, and someone broke into the Dragon Locking Platform and drowned in the pool. The Wu Clan was unable to arrive in time to stop it from happening.
Chief Witch Yi led Chen Yang and others to stand beside the suspension bridge, pointing to the towering and steep mountain opposite and said, "That is the Locking Dragon Terrace. Legend has it that an evil dragon once crashed into the mountains and caused a flood, changing the direction of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, causing floods in China. Later, the gods killed the evil dragon and filled its bones in the Dragon Gorge to block the turbulent water and change the direction of the flood. The dragon's corpse turned into a mountain. The gods were worried that the evil dragon would bear a grudge and continue to do evil after its death, so they built a divine platform to suppress its dragon soul here. So it was named the Locking Dragon Terrace."
Wei Xuan: “Really?”
Chief Witch Yi glanced at Wei Xuan and slowed down his tone and expression: "It is impossible to verify the truth of the myths that have been passed down for thousands of years."
Chen Yang looked at Du Shuo, who looked at the Dragon Locking Platform with an indifferent expression, and it was unknown what emotion he was feeling. "What did you see?"
Du Shuo smiled and said, "Mountain."
Chen Yang took Du Shuo's hand and gestured unconsciously with his fingertips: "Forget it if you don't want to tell me." Du Shuo broke free from the hand and pressed the back of his neck: "I told you but you don't believe me."
Chen Yang snorted. He moved to the side to avoid Du Shuo's hand and accidentally bumped into the person coming up from behind. The person immediately cursed in dissatisfaction: "Don't you have eyes?!"
Chen Yang turned around and saw a short man who was about 1.6 meters tall. The short man jumped in anger and glared at Chen Yang with a very vicious look. Even though Chen Yang apologized to him, he still cursed and didn't want to let him go easily. A foreigner in the group of people who came up behind called him, and he shut up unwillingly. Before shutting up, he cursed "Chinese".
Chen Yang's eyebrows jumped, and he looked at Master Yi and Ma Shanfeng. They both looked unhappy. Master Yi walked directly to the tour guide and ordered him to stop, "Who told you to come up?"
The tour guide was startled, and then looked at the people behind Witch Chief Yi, mistakenly thinking that she was also a tour guide, secretly bringing a few people to visit the Dragon Canyon Locking Dragon Terrace. She immediately said with relief: "Didn't you also secretly bring other tourists up? Everyone is the same, so there is no need to blame me."
Chief Witch Yi: "Are you the tour guide of the scenic spot next door?"
The tour guide took out her ID and said, "Yes." She glanced at Witch Chief Yi's chest and found that she was not wearing her employee ID and tour guide ID. She immediately said with ill intention, "You are not a tour guide?"
Hearing this, Witch Chief Yi scolded him even more harshly: "Since you are a tour guide of the scenic spot next door, you should know that Dragon Canyon is not a scenic spot in the scenic spot. The scenic spot also explicitly prohibits tourists from visiting Dragon Canyon to prevent them from taking the risk of crossing the suspension bridge and getting into an accident! Don't you know?"
The tour guide felt guilty. She knew the rules. She brought these foreign tourists here today because they were generous. The tour guide was flustered: "You, you are the same. Why do you say that to me?"
The cold gaze of Witch Chief Yi swept over like a knife, instantly making the tour guide dare not speak anymore.
Several tourists who were obviously not Chinese were watching Chen Yang and the others behind the tour guide. After hearing the conversation between Witch Chief Yi and the tour guide, a European man with a more amiable look stepped forward and said in Chinese, "We are all curious about that mountain. Why don't we go and have a look together?"
Chief Witch Yi said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't live to see it."
The foreigners were irritated by Yi Wuzhang's stubborn attitude and cold, sarcastic words, so they suppressed their anger and spoke in a foreign language. The European who was communicating with Yi Wuzhang returned to the team and talked to others, as if they were alone.
Chen Yang: "What language are they speaking? Can anyone tell?"
Lu Xiuzhi: "It's the language of an unknown country that can't be found on the map. It roughly means that we are in the way, so just kill us and throw us into the stream of Dragon Canyon. The European man said not to make a big deal out of it, because attracting witches will cause trouble. Witches should refer to the Wu tribe, and they are the Dragon Slayers."
Chen Yang: "It seems that they don't know Chief Witch Yi."
Wawa whispered in his ear, "The people who came forward to negotiate with the witch tribe were not these people, so they don't know the witch chief."
The foreigners failed in the negotiation and left in a huff. The short Japanese man who was bumped by Chen Yang suddenly turned around and glared at Wei Xuan in the crowd with resentment. Wei Xuan suddenly looked up and looked at him. The Japanese man made a gesture and silently chanted a spell, casting a spell on Wei Xuan to control her to jump into the rushing stream in front of everyone.
Wei Xuan suddenly smiled, his eyes turned blood red, his skin turned green, his fangs were exposed, and his face was ferocious and terrifying. Instead, the Japanese man was frightened and stumbled and fell, and Wei Xuan smiled obediently.
The European man asked the Japanese man: "What's wrong with you?"
The Japanese man pointed at Wei Xuan and said, "She—" He looked closely and saw that she was just a cute little girl. How could she be the scary evil ghost? He shook his head and frowned, "It's okay." The Japanese man got up and followed everyone down the mountain. He still remembered Wei Xuan's appearance in his mind. He didn't think he was wrong. The only possibility was that Wei Xuan was really an evil ghost.
The Japanese man thought about it several times and finally decided to get Wei Xuan. He was still short of a little ghost, and that little ghost looked good, which could attract the interest of many dignitaries.
When they reached halfway up the mountain, the Nanyang sorcerer who had kept his eyes closed and not uttered a word the whole time opened his eyes and said, "I have put a poisonous insect on them and will send little ghosts to kill them tonight." The sorcerer was the most prudent of all the people in the Dragon Slayer Squad. If anyone offended him carelessly with words, he would be killed.
The European man was a magician. He said lightly, "Don't make a big deal out of it." It was obvious that he didn't care about human life.
Chief Witch Yi on the top of the mountain suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, "Wa." Wa responded loudly, and moved so quickly that only a shadow remained. Except for Du Shuo and Lu Xiu, the others had their ears touched. After that, they jumped to the ground, posed beautifully, and spread their hands: "Look! Seven - Huh? Only five poisonous insects?"
When everyone looked closely, they found five transparent worms wriggling on the palm of the doll. The worms were about the size of a fingernail. When they thought that the doll had touched out from behind its ears, everyone's scalp tingled.
Chen Yang subconsciously reached behind his ear, and Du Shuo handed the poisonous insect on his fingertip to him and showed him: "It's not close to you." It turned out that as early as when the Nanyang sorcerer had cast the poison, Du Shuo had caught the two poisonous insects close to him and Chen Yang.
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Xiuzhi also told Kou Xuanling that he had caught two poisonous insects. The baby finally understood why he had only caught five poisonous insects. He looked up at Witch Master Yi eagerly. Witch Master Yi said coldly: "I'll give it to you after we solve the problem tonight."
The doll cheered happily, and then swallowed all five poisonous insects into its golden stomach. Then Du Shuo and Lu Xiuzhi each gave the two poisonous insects in their hands to the doll, letting it swallow them. The doll patted its stomach, as if it was holding a treasure. The whole doll was expressing happiness and satisfaction from the inside out: "Put it in the doll's stomach first, and eat it after you finish your business tonight."
Chief Witch Yi explained, "The baby grew up eating poisonous insects, which are very nutritious for babies. There was a Nanyang sorcerer in the group of tourists just now, who is good at casting spells. He just cast a spell on each of us, and at midnight he will send a child god with a human head in his belly to kill us."
The Nanyang black magic is actually similar to the Miaojiang witchcraft. No one can compare to Witch Chief Yi in terms of witchcraft.
Zhang Qiu said, "A child god is attached to a human head?"
"Little devil."
Nanyang Jiangtou often uses little ghosts, but there are many different ways to make little ghosts, and their names are different. For example, using poisonous insects to lure the little ghosts, the little ghosts follow the poisonous insects to kill the enemies of the Jiangtou master at midnight. This kind of little ghost is called a child god with a human head in his belly.
The author has something to say: Readers are outraged: Kill those who cut off the dragon horns.
Dragon: What? Dragon horn? Oh, it was struck by lightning by mistake.
hhhhhhhhh No matter how embarrassed a dragon is, it cannot let a few foreign thieves cut off its horns. Doesn't a dragon have any dignity
… emmmm, it seems like being struck by lightning is also very embarrassing.