The red sun in the early morning shines in front of the uneven houses and tiles. Before the city gate is opened, a dung collection truck passes by the door of each house and spends one or two cents to buy the gold juice placed at the door, sweeping away the filth in the city.
Start a new day with energy.
When the red sun slowly rises, water trucks pass by the door of every house one after another. When they see a water sign hanging on the door, they stop the car and knock on the door to sell water to the people who don't have wells at home.
Of course, the people who live next to the river in the city don't need it. They drink the river water. It is said that the big river in Qu County is the Ling River where the Dragon King flew to the sky, so the water in the river is naturally Ling Shui.
Beside the river, there is a tall Dragon King Temple.
When the morning sun shines on the temple sign of the Dragon King Temple, you will hear a "creak~" sound, and the red painted door will be pushed open, and a woman in her thirties who still hasn't put her hair in a bun will walk out.
When naughty children see a woman, they will run up to her with a smile and say to her: "Aunt Yue, I want some candy! I want some candy."
The woman would smile and take out a small basket from behind the door. The basket contained some small sugar pills, and she would distribute them to the children.
When the sugar pill is in her mouth, the sweet feeling goes into her heart, and the children will leave in a hurry after thanking her.
A wave of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his head. Without thinking, he continued to yell and curse loudly. He kept saying all the curse words he had ever known in his life, until he was so tired that his throat started to smoke.
Then he stopped to rest.
The prayers of the human woman in the temple were very pleasant to his ears, like a dragon falling into a dream, and it opened up the world of dragons in his mind.
"Hey, how can the Chenghuang Temple Fair be as lively as our Longliu Temple Fair? All the children in the community know: Longliu and Longliu belong to the same family. Next month will be June 6th again, so we will be very busy. Then Siyue
Girl, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it all by yourself, but do you need help?"
Daheng broke into sweat because of Yu Sheng's words, "Yu Sheng, please don't talk nonsense."
"Brother Daheng, wait for me! Wait for me!"
A sharp and strange sound suddenly sounded, from far to near, a pale palm with slender fingers stretched out from behind his head and covered his eyes.
After a long time, Bai Jun, who was on the stone, turned over a page of the book and slowly read a line of poetry from the book: "The nine-level true dragon appears from here and washes away all the world. You have grown up and are no longer the little snake you used to be."
"No, Brother Daheng, I really feel like something is staring at my back." Young Yu Sheng said with a trembling voice.
The baby's laughter turned into a cry, and the sun around the forest was obscured by layers of dark mist at some point, and noon turned into midnight!
This day is the 6th day of the sixth lunar month in the world of Zhengxing.
As soon as she declined, she took the opportunity to return to the Dragon King Temple.
Yu Sheng chuckled and said, "After all, it's your first time as a human being and you can't remember everything."
Beside the Quhe River, the Longliu Temple has been passed down year after year. Mother Yue has a life span of ninety-nine years, and she just misses one hundred years. Such people are said to be blessed, because the missing last year will be counted.
The tenth month when I was reincarnated in the next life.
"Kekeke~"
Da Heng was so frightened that he almost collapsed. He held on to the last life-saving talisman and walked out in fear.
Siyue was stunned. Since the other party said this, she had no choice but to open the door and let him put on the incense sticks.
However, as Zhao Banxian is a disciple of Liu Xian, if he wants to get married, he must belong to the same immortal family. But in this case, there will be a problem of which of the two immortal families he worships is the master.
At this moment, a breathing sound came from behind.
Human perception is so strange. You can always predict something even though you haven't seen it. This kind of horror is even more frustrating.
Siyue smiled and said, "Then why doesn't Zhao Miaozhu join in the fun and watch the Chenghuang Temple Fair?"
"Kekeke~"
However, I don't know when I was walking, the clouds and mist darkened, the skylight disappeared, and for a while it seemed like I was walking into the night.
Siyue rubbed her waist. Even though there was no fortune-telling service in the Dragon King Temple, she was still very busy. She wanted to recruit a few disciples, but it was difficult for girls' families to support them. If they had any supernatural powers, they would most likely be thrown away as monsters.
Lost, buried, flooded...
He took two steps and suddenly stopped, his heart clenched again.
On this day, the Longliu Temple was full of incense, and Qu Chenghuang at the east end was looking forward to it, but there were not many pilgrims.
Siyue sighed: "Which young master is this so ignorant? The incense has been lit, so there is no reason not to worship."
On the other side of the river, Zhao Banxian always wanted to get close to Liuxian Miaozhu, and Siyue understood his thoughts.
Daheng's heart suddenly twitched, and he felt like his breathing was stagnant. Yu Sheng was gone. Who was patting his shoulder just now?
"Yes, then it's time for me to let my disciples become disciples."
"Ah~!"
"Brother Daheng, come here and give me a hand. My leg is injured and I can't walk."
In the outer mountains, two herb collectors were climbing up the steep slopes of the mountain with bamboo baskets on their backs in search of herbs.
Granny Yue smiled and said: "I'm old, I'm old. From now on, I will let Xiaoyue come out and do the incense."
She was just about to close the temple door, but she saw a slender hand blocking the door, and a clear voice came: "Pilgrims come to the door, why doesn't the temple welcome them?"
In the Snake King Valley, Bai Jun, who has accumulated in the years, is almost four hundred years old.
Qing Cang has an ever-increasing desire for mountains, rivers and seas. He wants to plunge into rivers, lakes and seas, turn over rivers and pour water, and want to swim in the sea.
There are also dragon and willow boat shows in the river, dragon boats and willow squares, dragon boats playing in the water, willow squares singing, and female singers and prostitutes standing in front of the gods.
"Hoo~"
On the west side of Wanshe Mountain, a hundred miles away, there is an old locust tree. Under the roots of the tree are buried the bones of a woman, and there are also small earthen bags, each of which contains a small baby girl.
Bai Jun stopped and looked sideways at the mist.
When the dragon emerges from the black mountains, white clouds rise, and the snake coils around the ancient pond, covered with green miasma.
Qingcang transformed from a man into a dragon and went straight into the pond, causing a pool of water to ripple.
Qing Cang nodded and said: "Brother's teachings, Qing Cang will keep them in mind!"
"In this case, pilgrims should come in quickly. The Dragon King God doesn't like burning incense at night."
The endless flow of lights is like the time that never stops.
"Haha, that's for sure." Zhao Banxian is only forty years old, but his appearance looks very young. He has long hair on his temples and is wearing a divine robe. He has a rather refined nature. Many female pilgrims often send him secret love.
"On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, these people go to worship the City God. Moreover, our family gods are not allowed to come to worship."
Daheng was trembling all over. When he saw it was Yu Sheng, he seemed to have support. After all, one person and two people are still different.
"Hey, that's good." A smart girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a small basket, walked towards the children and grabbed handfuls of sugar pills.
Bai Jun remained unmoved and continued to move forward slowly.
Even though he didn't see anything, Hengsheng was so frightened that he ran frantically through the forest.
Bai Jun was not in a hurry, he continued his ordinary cultivation life as usual for hundreds of years.
Bai Jun smiled and said: "Go, mountains and rivers are waiting for you thousands of miles away."
Some old people made some dragons, sugar figures, and shadow puppet plays, which made the children happy. There were also various pendants and jewelry, strings and strings, made by them themselves, and the red thread and needles showed their hard work.
When she looks at the children running between the houses in the sunshine, she feels full of innocence.
On this day, Siyue was busy until sunset, when the pilgrims gradually dispersed, the setting sun passed through the entrance of the Dragon King Temple and shone on the tall Dragon King statue.
Heng Sheng instantly felt the hair on his body stand up, and the courage he had built up finally gave out.
He looked back and found that Yu Sheng behind him was nowhere to be seen.
Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Siyue would give some candy pills to these poor children to satisfy their cravings.
Qingcang landed on the ground and transformed into a young man. The young man's green robe was like ink and his face was like a crown of jade. He stepped lightly and stood behind Bai Jun without daring to speak.
"Haha~" Bai Jun smiled: "If you can't do it, it doesn't matter.
Siyue smiled lightly and said: "Good morning, Zhao Miaozhu, you have some free time today?"
Qing Cang swam from a small pool in the mountains to a big river, and then went all the way northward to Qu County, the starting point of his transformation into a dragon.
The childish laughter came out, accompanied by the cry like a night cat in spring, the combination of crying and laughing made people feel terrified.
His demonic power has reached six hundred years, but he has not caused the catastrophe of transformation.
A childish voice laughed, faintly mixed in with the echo of Hengsheng's insults.
A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves collided and made a soft sound of "rustling", as if something was scurrying between the forest leaves.
Until one morning, Bai Jun took off the gourd and sunglasses hanging in the cave and walked out of the mountain. The thick mountain fog spontaneously gave way to both sides of him, opening a clearly visible mountain road.
Suddenly the strange sound became much louder, extremely harsh, and something was rushing toward him in the dim mist.
Bai Jun stood in the sunshine, smiled and said to himself: "When the child grows up, it will eventually be time to travel far away."
"Here, light the incense. Since you came late, I won't charge you for the incense. The poor people in our Dragon King Temple can afford it." Siyue handed him a stick of incense.
"No need, I'm just curious about the Dragon King Temple, so I came in to take a look."
"I will never forget my original intention and live up to my brother's trust." Qing Cang said solemnly.
A smile appeared on Granny Yue's wrinkled face, "Don't worry, don't worry. Xiaoyue, come out quickly and get candy for the children."
Siyue stretched out her hand to open the futon in confusion, only to find a cyan scale.
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But you must always remember that you are not born as a dragon, but created by heaven and earth. Only with the will of heaven and earth can you have the path to transform into a dragon. Therefore, always remember your original intention. Dragons are born from heaven and earth, and they are spirits of heaven and earth and serve all living beings.
god."
Siyue walked back to the temple, sat cross-legged in front of the statue and silently recited a scripture called the "Dragon King Sutra".
As she recited the verses, the green smoke curling up in front of the Dragon King statue floated to the mountains outside.
After hearing this, Daheng tried to muster up the courage and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, brother is here."
The streets are bustling with people coming and going. There is an endless stream of pilgrims in front of the Longwang Temple and Liuxian Temple on the riverside. Vendors from all walks of life set up stalls outside the temples and walk in the alleys. Pilgrims and people happily visit the temple fairs and worship the Dragon and Willow.
After running for a long time, Hengsheng was so tired that he was sweating profusely and the cold air on his body had dissipated a lot. He thought it was time to run away now, right?
On the other side of the river, the aging Zhao Banxian shouted: "Mother Yue, why are you so lazy today?"
As she said that, she knelt down, raised the incense, and stuck it in the sandalwood. When she was about to get up, she suddenly found something in the futon where she was kneeling.
Bai Jun put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked in front of him. Looking at the heroic young man, he chuckled and said: "The roar of the dragon shakes hundreds of rivers in China, and travels across thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains. The great responsibilities assigned by heaven are on our shoulders.
After experiencing the mortal world, can you withstand the many dangers in the future?"
The weird sound sounded again, this time it was clearer and more real. Daheng looked back in horror, feeling that the laughter was getting closer and closer, as if something was rushing toward him from an unknown perspective.
Daheng said hurriedly: "Okay! Okay!"
In the mountains, Bai Jin was walking calmly in the mountains with a gourd on his waist, sunglasses on his chest, and a long flute in his hands.
There is a rumor among farmers: If you encounter unclean things, shout insults to let those things know that you are not someone to be trifled with and they will retreat.
Qing Cang's eyes were touched, and he knelt down on the ground and knelt towards Bai Jun, "Elder brother is like father, Qing Cang travels far away, I hope you will take care of me!"
Life is only a few decades, and it seems like a big dream.
A voice woke her up, but it was Zhao Banxian calling her from the temple across the river.
When the morning sun rose and shone in front of some old temple doors, a gray-haired old woman opened the temple door. The children in front of the door were waiting and shouted again: "Grandma Yue, Grandma Yue, I want some sweets! I want some sweets!"
Eat sweets!”
"Miss Siyue, morning."
In Fengdu Kingdom, in a big river, the water waves are surging, the wind and rain are pouring, and at the bottom of the river, a catfish spirit is fighting a life-or-death struggle with a green python that is half dragon and half snake...
You are the divine dragon who will one day occupy the sky, stir up clouds and rain, and roam the world.
"Young master, why don't you go to the Dragon King Temple to offer incense?" Siyue looked at him with a strange look on her face.
"Kekeke~"
At this moment, Daheng felt his chest suddenly become hot. He quickly took it out. It was an amulet that his mother had asked for from the Liuxian Temple a few days ago!
The surrounding Yin Qi instantly retreated a lot, and the pair of palms stretched out from behind his head disappeared.
Loud and insulting shouts echoed through the forest, echoing with human voices, as if they had gained some popularity.
The young man waved his hands, turned and left.
As he spoke, he tried his best to shout: "Where did you come from, a heartless filthy guy? If you call me grandpa, I will have to stuff you in the shit basin..."
When children from farm families want to go out to play at noon, they will be strictly stopped by their parents and elders, especially in summer. There is a popular saying among farmers that "when the head is at noon, the ghost shows its head." This is the time when the yang energy is the strongest and some people
When the local Yin Qi is at its strongest.
By the way, that boy just now!
Siyue hurriedly ran out of the temple gate, looked around but found that the young man was no longer there, only the lights outside the door were brightly lit, and the men and women by the river lit up the dragon and willow river lanterns to illuminate the winding river.
"Woooooo~"
Siyue declined politely and said, "It's time to start doing our homework!"
The young man looked at the incense handed to him and was stunned. He pointed to himself in surprise, then pointed at the incense, "You want me to put on the incense?"
Daheng was digging a white beard grass. Hearing these words, a chill ran down his back. The shadows of the sun intertwined in the forest at noon. The time when Yang Qi is at its strongest is also the time when evil spirits are most likely to appear.
A young man in green robe walked into the temple and was a little dazed looking at a green dragon with a dragon head and horns and a snake body in the tall Dragon King Temple.
"Yu Sheng." Daheng said with a trembling voice: "You...why is there no response to your words?"
By the end, his voice had become childish, like a baby's.
He shouted in horror: "Yu Sheng! Yu Sheng! Where are you? Is there anyone? Help! Help!"
She was shocked, where did this come from?
The echoes of his insults echoed around, as well as the sound of Hengsheng's breathing.
Even if a hundred lifetimes change to a new heaven, the King of Hell will not leave anyone behind.
Bai Jun sat cross-legged on the boulder and read a Taoist scripture quietly. The sunlight shone on his body softly and elegantly, bringing with it a sense of tranquility.
"Brother Daheng!" One of the younger herb collectors approached the older herb collector and whispered: "Brother Daheng, do you feel like something is staring at us?"
She held the green scale tightly in her hand and murmured to herself: "It must be the Dragon King! It must be the Dragon King God himself!"
"Ah? Is that so?" Yu Sheng suddenly laughed.
He looked back and saw Yu Sheng walking over lamely, "Brother Daheng, I just lost my balance and rolled down and fainted. Brother Daheng, why do you look so ugly?"
Children carried various paper dragon fish lanterns and long willow towels, running in the streets and alleys, singing familiar songs: "Beside the Qu River, worship the dragon willow. The willow is in front, the dragon is behind. The immortal is safe."
, Wang Changxing. Liu Xian is rich, Long Wang is noble, Long and Liu are not separated, Long and Liu are one family."
But when he looked up, he suddenly found that the surrounding area was still the same place where Yusheng disappeared just now.
Qing Cang came to the Snake King Valley and said goodbye to Bai Jun.
"I now bow my head to the heaven, and the precious cauldron burns pure incense. It goes up to the three realms to the nine heavens, and goes down to the five lakes and the four seas. There are five famous mountains and rivers, ten continents, three islands and fairy mountains. I hope that with the light of grace, I will cast magic rain and send down nectar to help the world.
Chang. The incense was offered to all the gods and other people in the past. At that time, the Taoist Lord stood above the three days to observe the world..."
Finally, one morning, Qing Cang decided to leave.
Moreover, Siyue never thought about getting married to a mortal again. She made up her mind not to marry in this life but to serve the Dragon King for the rest of her life!
Once the temple doors are opened every day, they will not be closed until dark and sunset. As for thieves, thieves do not dare to come to these two temples to attack.
Just walk, look forward and see the light on the road. Look back and you will see me behind you."
Daheng felt someone tap him on the shoulder and turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Yu Sheng?"
The strange screams stopped instantly and the fog receded, but the sky was still dim like a netherworld.
Daheng stepped back in horror, his eyes already turning red.
"Huchi~hu~hu~"
The woman's bones under the locust tree were still pregnant with three children. She was tortured for nine days and nine nights by a poisonous insect that burrowed into her body and devoured her heart, blood, and flesh before she died.
A man whose whole body was covered in dirty blood let out a scary laugh, "Ghost Mother Gu, let me explore the way with you first, but don't let me down, otherwise your three children will suffer!"
The leaves of the old locust tree swayed slightly, and a crow flew on the branch.
Sorry, I was busy with internship and recruitment matters yesterday. I really didn’t have time to code. I was too sleepy to code at night. I slept for a while and got up at 3 o’clock this morning to code. There may be some typos and so on. You can correct me later.