"That being said... there are good people and bad people, and there are good dragons and evil dragons. Although right and wrong are just concepts imposed by humans and have nothing to do with their wishes. Maybe they have done something detrimental to people, but If they are insignificant to their own race, they will be despised by the world.”
Just as Han Zhang finished speaking, someone's voice suddenly came from behind, seeming to continue what he had said.
"Maybe they really didn't think about anything?"
Several people looked over and saw a man wearing a black hat walking over. The long brown and black hair under his hat is a little loose, and each hair is curled freely and blowing in the wind. It looks light in texture, like the mane of a horse. He has a slender figure and is wearing a pure white suit with no obvious patterns. However, under the sunlight, they could clearly see that the dark lines on the clothes were shimmering like scales and slightly golden. They didn't know whether it was the gold threads caught in the clothes or the coloring of the sun. Come to think of it, is that pattern a dragon or a snake...? Although in today's world, the current dynasty's control over products with dragon patterns is not as strict as the previous dynasty, people are still accustomed to avoiding taboos to avoid being made a fuss about and get into trouble. But judging from his extraordinary clothes and temperament, he should not be an ordinary person.
"These clothes can't bear to get dirty." Miyin said casually to Ling Huan.
"Onmyoji?" Han Chang asked Xie Zhe uncertainly, "I remember that onmyojis from the east often wear this kind of hat. In the hinterland of the Central Plains, most of the people who dress like this are high-ranking officials, and he doesn't look like it."
Xie Zhe didn't answer, but he nodded slightly in agreement. Han Chang took a deep breath and asked the man:
"Really? It seems that you know a lot about what happened at that time. You must be an onmyoji, right?"
"Yes. I know that Wanlong City is recruiting Onmyoji from all over the place, so I came to take a look."
There is nothing special about his voice, but it can give people a special feeling. The pronunciation is clear and the voice is loud. People who are close to the same sentence will not find it noisy and harsh; people who are far away can hear it clearly. His tone was always gentle and calm, like water that could only be stirred by the wind.
"Recruiting Onmyoji?" Xie Zhe asked, "I've certainly never heard of it."
"I saw that you were dressed like an Onmyoji and brought a sword, so I thought you came here because of your reputation."
Xie Zhe looked at his face for a while, then raised his gaze, glanced at his tall hat, and then moved his gaze back to his face. Then he said: "I was just traveling with my companions, and didn't have much thought. But if the people were in trouble, I would not sit idly by if I saw it. I think my dress is quite simple, and you can tell at a glance that I His identity must be no ordinary person."
"The spiritual power lingering in your body is very regular. I can feel that you have practiced it."
"Well, I haven't asked for advice yet, you are..."
The young man in white clothes and black hat waved his hand, as if he didn't intend to introduce himself, and he didn't know if he lost interest after learning that Xie Zhe was not someone who came to report to the government. After all, there was no expression on his face. He gives people a feeling... of being isolated from the world, very detached, strange, and far away. Even if he is standing in front of you and talking, it still makes you feel like he is not from the same world. Perhaps this is also related to the status and identity implied by his clothes.
Xie Zhe no longer asked about his personal affairs, nor did he continue to inquire about Wanlong City - after all, they just decided to rest for a while and then set off immediately for Xueyan Valley. But he seemed to be interested in the things about the Southern Kingdom that the Onmyoji just mentioned.
"You just said that Long didn't think about anything, you meant..."
"Humans have always been an arrogant species, although from some perspectives, the dragons are also the same." He smiled and looked a little stiff, "The arrogance of humans is not essentially different from the arrogance of monsters and beasts, but the dragons' Arrogance overrides all of this. Once the dragons argue about matters of dignity, it will bring disaster to the lives of three thousand worlds. In ancient times, this kind of thing often happened. Later, they did not bother to go to war over such trivial matters. Among them Part of it dived into the depths of the ocean - the sea is wider than the continent, and deeper than the continent, so these thousands of lives have the opportunity to live freely on this land. Therefore, in the God-killing battle back then, the dragon clan could It doesn't matter much. Even the magic weapon Tridacna is only regarded as a treasure by humans, and even the sharks don't think it is anything special. It is probably because humans are too fragile and insignificant, such as the Dragon Clan Ordinary objects scattered in the hands must also have incredible magical powers."
The stories he told were quite interesting, and they all looked at him and listened. It wasn't until people queuing behind them urged them to move forward that they realized that the queue had spread far apart. Several people rushed to catch up with the people in front. As Miyin walked, he whispered:
"Having said all that, aren't you also a human being?"
What are you so proud of? They more or less thought so in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud due to human feelings. Although Xue Miyin was outspoken, the Onmyoji still acted as if he hadn't heard, showing neither contempt nor shame. He also had a very special arrogance about him, but he happened to be unable to hurt anyone.
"I heard you arguing about the origin of Wanlong City's name from afar. In fact, you will know it when you get to the city."
"Oh?" Han Chang asked, "You are well-informed, please elaborate."
"There is a Dragon King Temple in the city. Although there are many places, this place does summon dragons to appear. During drought years, it rained heavily, saving countless lives that were on the verge of extinction. There are indeed many theories about the word Wan'er, and another one is It’s a rescue. But it’s been so long, it doesn’t matter what happened.”
Ling Huan was only curious about one thing: "Then, is it true that the dragon bones were dug out from under the city?"
The onmyoji looked at her and suddenly laughed again. This time his expression seemed more sincere than before. He said:
"you guess?"
Well, not much sincerity either.
Chatting with this person is actually asking for trouble, as they have already discovered. Only Xie Zhe could chat with him for a few words. Although Ling Huan no longer participated in the chat, she had been listening carefully. Firstly, she really likes interesting stories, and secondly, this person mentioned a magic weapon just now, and she did have one, so she paid special attention to it. I don't know whether Xie Zhe was concerned about her thoughts or was also interested in it, so he chatted with the onmyoji about the war thousands of years ago. From this conversation, we can learn that the evil dragon that Kanna-kun and his companions killed back then was actually just a projection of the real dragon in front of humans. And they also learned that the Crystal Palace, known as the Dragon Palace, was actually the territory of the sharks.
There was one thing that made Ling Yu feel particularly surprised.
"I thought the story of the shark was a myth my family used to coax me to sleep when I was a child. Although I have never seen it, and I have never heard it mentioned before, you suddenly said it naturally today, and I feel like it is a common thing. Got it!"
"Indeed, the sharks still exist today, but their behavior is hidden. In terms of numbers... there has not been much change. At least in less than a thousand years, humans are the race whose numbers have expanded rapidly." The Onmyoji said, "Actually, the main purpose of my traveling around at the beginning was just to find a friend - a shark friend."
"...It's really weird. If you want to find the shark, shouldn't you go to the sea? Why are you walking around on the shore?"
Miyin didn't know whether he was mocking or asking a question from the bottom of his heart. Her tone is always so rigid and can easily be misunderstood. But this time, even Ling Quan also agreed:
"Yes. Didn't you just say that the Dragon Ball has been destroyed? Then how can the shark conjure up legs and walk on the ground?"
"The sharks weave silk silk with shuttles made from the bones of their close relatives. Use such a shuttle to cut open the legs - just like the girl in the legend of the sharks did, and they can turn into legs. Action on shore. But in this way, the sharks will never be able to turn back into the long tail of a fish and return to the sea. Their life span will be the same as that of ordinary people, just like a fleeting moment."
They were silent for a while. The queue is not too long and we are almost there. Han Chang could already see the guards in front doing some simple "rituals" for people entering the city, which seemed to be slapping themselves with mugwort, spreading rice on their bodies - it should be glutinous rice, and finally making people drink something. Although everything is simple, the process is really complicated. It should be some time before they wait. So he then asked the onmyoji:
"Isn't it possible that what you are looking for is a shark that turned into a human?"
"That's right. Her name cannot be pronounced by a simple human throat. In the language of the sharks, the name means 'sea foam as bright as moonlight', so she is called Jiao Mo."
That mysterious mist enveloped him again, lingering. Ling Huan swallowed more questions and persuaded himself not to ask any more meaningless topics. Maybe if you continue to ask more questions, people will get bored. After all, a person who has not even revealed his name is even less likely to have the obligation to patiently tell him a story.
Han Chang pricked up his ears and heard a man at the door coughing up water and complaining, "It's really salty." It turns out to be salt water, and salt does have the effect of warding off evil spirits and driving away disasters. Unexpectedly, several soldiers suddenly became anxious, held him down, and drank several more bowls of water. The people behind them all looked over, only to hear someone yelling:
"Don't vomit after drinking it. Those who vomit will be living corpses!"
Han Chang laughed rudely: "This guy is really miserable."
As for the story of the unknown Onmyoji, they almost all had limited interest. But when he said what he said, he didn't seem to mean to tell anyone, but when someone asked, he would answer if he wanted to, and shut up if he didn't want to.
An old guard in front saw the onmyoji in white and was suddenly startled. He called a few people and ran over to chat with him. The guards seemed to call him "Lord Guihai" and did not mention his name out of respect. This is a very popular surname, and it doesn't seem to be very famous - they have never heard of it anyway. But looking at the posture, it seemed that the Guihai clan was personally invited by the city lord of Wanlong City. The guards took him out of the team and let him in without going through the exorcism process.
As soon as you came and I came down, Xie Zhe and his group who stayed where they were looked at each other in confusion.
"Does Mr. Xie believe those legends?" Miyin asked casually.
"I would rather believe it. In fact, when he talked about those things, I also felt that it was a bit unreal as if it were otherworldly."
Han Chang joked: "I thought you two could just talk together - I didn't take it seriously."
"Don't you see?" Xie Zhe suddenly said this, making Han Zhang stunned. The two girls were also busy looking at them.
"What do you see?"
"That Guihai clan is not..."
