Chapter 112 I am the Dragon King

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When Uncle Ma said this, I became even more confused.

Put a tank of water and stick three sticks of incense, is this fish farming?

But Uncle Ma didn't explain it clearly, and I couldn't guess it. I just had a vague feeling that the person who helped me was definitely not taking it easy.

At the very least, it must be on the same level as the leader of my family.

Mother Hu told me again that although I won a round this time, I should be careful in what I do in the future, because she saw that Ma Yunfeng was evil even though he was young.

He is still a ghost, and his character is different from normal people.

Coupled with the instigation of his evil-hearted master, he will cause trouble for us anytime if we fail to protect him.

I nodded in agreement. In fact, after this incident, I also understood that there is really good and evil in this industry. As the saying goes, people follow the immortals, and the immortals follow human nature. It really makes sense.

Hu Ma also said that although the disciples do evil, the Xian family will eventually leave, but bad disciples will have a great impact on the Xian family's character.

Especially some wild immortals who practice Taoism are inherently wild and untamed, and have no Taoist heart. If they meet such disciples again, their journey will be even more skewed, and no one knows what they will achieve in the end.

I thanked Hu Ma and He Yuchen. He Yuchen smiled and said there was no need to thank me, just introduce me to more jobs in the future.

This matter basically came to an end. When I got home, I followed Uncle Ma's instructions, put out a tank of water, and lit three sticks of incense.

But I couldn't get a tank of water, so I had to take a washbasin, fill it with water, and light incense.

Uncle Ma told me not to watch, to light the incense and leave, and to come back later.

I had no choice but to walk around outside. After almost an hour, the incense should have burned out, and then I ran back to check what was going on.

I was surprised when I saw this, because the water in the washbasin was actually one third down!

This is so amazing, because the water cups I previously placed at the entrance of the hall, including the wine I poured for the Xian family on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, will naturally be poured out very quickly.

But it’s not that fast, at most it drops by half in one day.

Because Xianjia doesn't drink water directly, they just smell it, which will accelerate the evaporation of the wine.

Some novels say that the food and wine that are offered to ghosts and gods will be bland and tasteless after the offerings are made, and that the rice will turn into ashes after the offerings are made. In fact, this does not exist.

I have personally tested it, and there is no change in the food and wine served to the Xian family. It is just that the taste is slightly lighter, and there is not much difference.

As for the rice, it is still rice and it is impossible to turn into ashes.

But why was the washbasin full of water suddenly less than one-third?

I was puzzled, and I was staring at the basin of water in a daze, when suddenly a huge green shadow flew out of the water and flew directly in front of my face!

I was shocked and subconsciously stepped back, but when I looked again, I saw that there was nothing there, just my own induction.

But at that moment, I could vaguely see that it seemed to be an extremely large green python, and it also seemed to be... a green dragon!

At this moment, I was completely stunned, and suddenly I remembered what Uncle Ma said earlier, that it seemed like a dragon fairy came to me.

Could it be that the Dragon Immortal helped with today's matter? !

Uncle Ma's laughter suddenly came from behind me. When he saw my confused face, he explained to me: "Silly boy, the dragon fairy appeared on your body today. He was coiled on the iron chain, so you are He will be unscathed. Now he has consumed a lot of energy and is very thirsty. Please fill him up with water."

Sure enough!

I quickly filled up the water, and then bowed to the washbasin several times, thanking me endlessly.

A few days ago, I made someone angry because I ate seafood, which gave me a stomachache all night long. I didn’t expect that turning around would help me so much.

This is a benefactor!

Uncle Ma added: "This is why I asked you to recite the mantra to invite the gods. Dragon is an immortal and does not possess the human body. He should have given you some sense. From now on, he should always follow you. .”

I was very happy. This Dragon Immortal was really too domineering. He didn't possess me, he just gave me some sensations, which almost made me unbearable and almost collapsed.

Next, I followed Uncle Ma's instructions and placed a glass of water and a small incense burner at the entrance of the hall, specifically to worship the Dragon Immortal.

He also said that I, the Dragon Immortal, was new to the human world and still had a childish nature, so he asked me to buy him some snacks.

Because dragons are arrogant, they usually ignore them. Only when they get to know each other slowly can they communicate easily.

I didn’t know what kind of snacks the dragon ate, so I ran outside and bought a lot of them and piled them all in front of him.

What kind of potato chips, biscuits and hawthorn strips, what kind of roasted fish fillets with peanuts and melon seeds, what kind of bread, soda, ham sausage...

I continued to offer sacrifices like this for three or four days in a row. When I offered incense to Longxian this morning, I talked to him for a while.

I'm very curious about where the dragon came from and why he came to me.

I chanted for a while, offered incense to all the immortals in the hall, and then sat cross-legged in meditation.

This time, as soon as I closed my eyes, I suddenly saw a man in Tsing Yi coming in front of me!

This man was very tall, with a majestic figure. He looked not too old, that is, he looked like a young man in his twenties.

Wearing an ancient cyan robe, it is quite gorgeous.

Wearing a jade crown on his head and blue shoes on his feet.

His face is like the full moon and his eyes are like stars.

A pair of sword eyebrows fly diagonally into the temples.

The eyes were deep and black, sharp and cold, the bridge of the nose was high and the lips were lightly pursed.

His whole body naturally exudes a unique sense of pride and dignity.

But he only let me take a look, and then turned around, leaving only my back.

Oops, he is so handsome, extraordinary and worthy of being a dragon!

I was ecstatic and wanted to try to talk to him, but he ignored me and just raised his head and looked into the distance silently.

A picture appeared in my mind: high sky and sea, magnificent and majestic.

He seemed to be standing between the sky and the sea, almost wanting to ride on the waves and ride the wind.

I tried hard for a long time to ask his name.

After a while, a voice came into my mind.

"If you are wearing a sinful body, why do you need a name?"

This voice carries a unique arrogance, but also an indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

He said that, most of them were dragons who were deposed, otherwise they would not be said to be guilty.

I felt sad and asked him again what should I call him.

He stopped talking again and just looked at the sky with his hands behind his hands.

I thought about it and said to him: "Looking at you wearing green clothes, it must be a green dragon coming into the world, so I will call you Qingye."

After hearing what I said, he finally turned sideways and glanced at me from the corner of his eye.

"I am the Dragon King."

"Ah...Dragon King, shall I call you Qinglong King? Or Qingye?"

"It's up to you."

He threw this sentence at me, then turned away and stopped talking.

I asked him again why he became a guilty person and why he came to me, but he simply said nothing.

Later, I got tired and thought it was really difficult to communicate with Long, and he ignored me.

At this time, he suddenly said something again.

"I want a magical instrument to hold my body, and a glass of water every day is enough."

After a pause, he added: "That potato chip, remember to tear open the bag next time."