Qinan Prefecture, Qu County.
The red sun in the early morning shines through 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 your day with gas.
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 do not have wells at home.
Of course, 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 has not yet 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.
Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Siyue would give some sugar pills to these poor children to satisfy their cravings.
When she looks at the children running between the houses in the sunshine, she feels full of innocence.
"Miss Siyue, good morning."
A voice woke her up, but it was Zhao Banxian calling her from Miao Zhu across the river.
Siyue smiled lightly and said: "Good morning, Zhao Miaozhu, do you have some free time today?"
"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, and our family's god is not allowed to come to worship."
Siyue smiled and said, "Then why doesn't Zhao Miaozhu join in the fun and watch the Chenghuang Temple Fair?"
"Hey, how can the Chenghuang Temple Fair be as lively as our Longliu Temple Fair? All the children in the community know: Longliu does not separate the family, Longliu is the same family. Next month will be June 6th again, so we will be busy. By then, Siyue Girl, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it all by yourself, but do you need help?"
Siyue declined politely and said, "It's time to start doing our homework!"
As soon as she declined, she took the opportunity to return to the Dragon King Temple.
On the other side of the river, Zhao Banxian always wanted to get close to Liuxian Miaozhu, and Siyue understood his thoughts.
However, as a disciple of Liu Xian, Zhao Banxian must belong to the same immortal family if he wants to get married. But in this case, there will be a problem of which of the two immortal families he worships is the master.
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!
The temple doors are not closed until dark and sunset every day. As for thieves, thieves do not dare to come to these two temples to attack.
Siyue walked back to the temple, sat cross-legged in front of the statue and silently recited a scripture called the "Dragon King Sutra".
"I now bow my head to heaven, and the precious cauldron burns pure incense. It reaches up to the three realms to the nine heavens, and down to the five lakes and the four seas. There are five famous mountains and water mansions, ten continents, three islands and fairy mountains. I hope that with the light of grace, I will cast magic rain and rain down nectar to help the world. Chang. The incense was offered to all the gods and other people in the sky. At that time, the Taoist Lord stood above the three days to observe the world..."
As she recited the verses, the green smoke curling up in front of the Dragon King statue floated to the mountains outside.
Qingcang has a growing desire for mountains, rivers and seas. He wants to plunge into rivers, lakes and seas, turn over rivers and water, and want to swim in the sea.
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.
Finally, one morning, Qing Cang decided to set off.
When the dragon comes out of the black mountains, white clouds rise, and when snakes coil in the ancient pond, the green miasma falls.
Qing Cang came to the Snake King Valley and said goodbye to Bai Jun.
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.
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.
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 in the book: "The ninth-level true dragon appears from here, and washes away all the world. You have grown up, and you are no longer the little snake you used to be."
You are the divine dragon who will one day occupy the sky, stir up clouds and rain, and roam the world.
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 your way to transform into a dragon. Therefore, always keep in mind that the dragon is born from heaven and earth, is the spirit of heaven and earth, and is the god of all living beings. "
Qing Cang nodded and said: "Brother's teachings, Qing Cang will keep them in mind!"
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 mountains. The great responsibilities that have fallen from heaven are on our shoulders. You will experience the mortal world. Can you withstand the many dangers in the future?"
"I will never forget my original intention and live up to my brother's trust." Qing Cang said solemnly.
"Ha~" Bai Jun smiled: "If you can't do it, it doesn't matter.
Just walk and look forward, there will be light on the road. Looking back, there is me behind you. "
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!"
Bai Jun smiled and said, "Go ahead, mountains and rivers are waiting for you."
Qingcang transformed from a man into a dragon and went straight into the pool, causing a pool of water to ripple.
Bai Jun stood in the sunshine, smiled and said to himself: "When the children grow up, they will eventually travel far away."
Qingcang 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.
This day is the sixth day of the sixth lunar month in the human world.
The streets are busy with people coming and going. There is an endless stream of pilgrims in front of the Dragon King Temple and Liuxian Temple on the riverside. Outside the temples, vendors set up stalls and walk in the alleys. Pilgrims and people happily visit the temple fairs and worship the dragon and willow.
Some old people made some dragons, sugar figures, and shadow puppet plays, which made the children very happy. There are also all kinds of pendant jewelry, strings and strings, made by them by themselves. The red thread and the eye of the needle are full of hard work.
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.
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 and willow. The willow is in front, the dragon is behind. The fairy is safe. , Wang Changxing. The willow immortal is rich, the dragon king is noble, the dragon and the willow are not divided into families, the dragon and the willow are one family."
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.
On this day, Siyue was busy until sunset, the pilgrims had gradually dispersed, and the setting sun passed through the entrance of the Dragon King Temple and shone on the tall Dragon King statue.
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 to support their families. If they had any supernatural powers, they would most likely be thrown away as monsters. Buried, buried, flooded...
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?"
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.
"In this case, pilgrims should come in quickly. The Dragon King God doesn't like to light incense at night."
A young man in a 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.
"Here, light the incense. If you come late, I won't charge you for the incense. Even poor people in our Dragon King Temple can afford it." Siyue handed him a stick of incense.
The young man looked at the incense handed to him and was stunned. He pointed at himself with some surprise, then pointed at the incense, "Want me to offer incense?"
"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.
"No need, I'm just curious about the Dragon King Temple, so I came in to take a look."
The young man waved his hand, turned and left.
Siyue sighed: "Which young master is this so ignorant? The incense has been lit, so there is no reason not to worship."
As she spoke, she raised the incense, knelt down, and inserted it into the sandalwood. When he was about to get up, he suddenly found something in the futon where he was kneeling.
Confused, Siyue reached out and opened the futon, only to find a cyan scale.
She was shocked, where did this come from?
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.
She held the green scale in her hand tightly and murmured to herself: "It must be the Dragon King! It must be the Dragon King God himself!"
…
The endless flow of lights is like the time that never stops.
Life spans only a few decades, and it seems like a big dream.
When the morning sun rose and shone in front of the somewhat old temple door, 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 candy!" Eat sweets!”
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."
"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.
On the other side of the river, the aging Zhao Banxian shouted: "Mother Yue, why are you so lazy today?"
Granny Yue smiled and said: "I'm old, I'm old. From now on, I will let Xiaoyue come out and do the incense."
"Yes, then it's time for me to let my disciples start training."
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.
Even if a hundred generations change the sky, the king of hell will not leave anyone behind.
…
In Fengdu Kingdom, in a large river, the 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...
In the Snake King Valley, Bai Jun, who has settled in the years, is almost four hundred years old.
His demonic power has reached six hundred years, but he has not caused the catastrophe of transformation.
Bai Jun was not in a hurry, he continued his ordinary cultivation life as usual for hundreds of years.
Until one morning, Bai Jin took off the gourd and sunglasses hanging in the cave and walked out of the mountain. The thick mountain fog spontaneously retreated on both sides of him, opening a clearly visible mountain road.
In the outer mountains, there were two herb collectors carrying bamboo baskets on their backs and climbing the steep slopes of the mountains in search of herbs.
"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?"
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.
When farm children want to go out to play at noon, their parents and elders will strictly stop them, especially in summer. There is a saying among farmers that "at noon, ghosts appear." This is the time when the Yang Qi is the strongest and the Yin Qi is the strongest in some places.
Daheng broke into sweat because of Yu Sheng's words, "Yu Sheng, don't talk nonsense."
"No, Brother Daheng, I really feel like something is staring at my back." Young Yu Sheng said with a trembling voice.
After hearing this, Daheng tried to muster up the courage and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, brother is here."
As he spoke, he shouted with all his strength: "Where did you come from, a heartless filthy guy, calling you grandpa? If I catch you, I will stuff you into the shit basin..."
Rough and insulting shouts echoed through the forest, echoing with human voices, as if they had gained some popularity.
Daheng felt someone tap him on the shoulder and turned around and said, "What's wrong, Yu Sheng?"
He looked back and found that Yu Sheng behind him was nowhere to be seen.
Daheng's heart suddenly twitched, and he felt like his breathing was stagnant. Yu Sheng was gone, so who was patting him on the shoulder just now?
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 known in his life, until he was so tired that his throat started to smoke. Only then stopped to rest.
Farmers have a rumor: If you encounter unclean things, shout insults to make those things know that you are not someone to be trifled with and they will retreat.
The echoes of his insults echoed around, as well as the sound of Hengsheng's breathing.
"Kekeke~"
A childish voice laughed, faintly mixed in with the echo of Hengsheng's insults.
Hengsheng's whole body suddenly stood on end, and the courage he had built up finally gave out.
He shouted in horror: "Yu Sheng! Yu Sheng! Where are you? Is there anyone? Help! Help!"
Even though he didn't see anything, Hengsheng was so frightened that he ran frantically through the forest.
"Huchi~hu~hu~"
Hengsheng ran for a long time, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely and the coldness on his body had dissipated a lot. He thought it was time to run away now, right?
But when he looked up, he suddenly found that the surrounding area was still the place where Yusheng disappeared just now.
"Hoo~"
A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves collided with each other and made a soft sound of "rustling", as if something was running back and forth among the forest leaves.
"Kekeke~"
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.
Human perception is so strange. You can always predict something even though you haven't seen it. This kind of horror is even more devastating.
"Woooooo~"
The baby's laughter turned into crying, and the sun around the forest was obscured by layers of dark mist at some point, and noon turned into midnight!
"Ah~!"
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.
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 Yin Qi around him retreated a lot in an instant, and the palms stretched out from behind his head disappeared.
Da Heng was so frightened that he almost collapsed. He held on to the last life-saving talisman and walked out in fear.
At this moment, a breathing sound came from behind.
"Brother Daheng, wait for me! Wait for me!"
He looked back and saw Yu Sheng walking over lamely, "Brother Daheng, I didn't stand firm just now and rolled down and fainted. Brother Daheng, why do you look so ugly?"
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.
"Brother Daheng, come here and give me a hand. My leg is injured and I can't walk."
Daheng said hurriedly: "Okay! Okay!"
He took two steps and suddenly paused, his heart clenched again.
"What's wrong? Brother Daheng?" Yu Sheng asked doubtfully, "Come here quickly?"
"Yusheng." Daheng said with a trembling voice, "You...why didn't your words get any response?"
"Ah? Is that so?" Yu Sheng suddenly laughed.
Daheng stepped back in horror, his eyes already turning red.
Yu Sheng chuckled and said, "After all, it's your first time as a human being and you can't remember everything."
By the end, his voice had become childish, like a baby's.
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.
However, I don't know when I was walking, the clouds and mist darkened, the skylight disappeared, and for a while it seemed as if I had entered the night.
Bai Jun remained unmoved and continued to move forward slowly.
"Kekeke~"
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.
Suddenly the strange sound became much louder and harsher, and there was something rushing towards him in the dim mist.
Bai Yan stopped and looked sideways at the mist.
The strange screams stopped instantly and the fog receded, but the sky was still dim like the underworld.
On the west side of Wanshe Mountain, a hundred miles away, there is an old locust tree. Under the root 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.
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 horrifying 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 entry matters all day yesterday. I really didn’t have time to type. I was too sleepy to type at night. I slept for a while and got up at 3 o’clock this morning to type. There may be some typos. You can correct me later. It will be modified.
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