Chapter 8 Blowing flower man

"Son!" Shen Tiantian asked, "Are you feeling well?" "I, I..." Fang Fei's throat was blocked, he grabbed his messy hair with both hands, his mind was hot and chaotic, as if there were thousands of waves rushing against him—— "why are you doing this?" "You know what to ask!" "You're afraid that I'll kill him...do you know the consequences?" "So what if you know?" "This is the fire of the Nine Serenities, and it must keep burning. The rest of your life will burn out, and your fate will be involuntary. Any negligence can collapse your Dao foundation. One wrong step, and you are doomed forever. These consequences, Did you know that too?" "I know..."

Fang Fei was always very confused by the conversation in the ancient cave, but at this moment, he suddenly understood everything. "Yanmei is here to save me..." These years seemed to be a blister, which grew bigger and bigger until it filled his whole body. Fang Fei suddenly felt weak, and tears gushed out like a bank bursting. "Attachment" is like a chain, firmly locking the two together.Killing Fang Fei also killed Yan Mei, and the Shadow Demon understood everything when he saw "Du Fan Yin". At that moment, what kind of struggle did the devil experience in his heart?He has the mental illness of killing his mother. Yanmei seized this weakness and subdued him with his mother's power. On the one hand, there are hidden books at your fingertips, and on the other hand, the entangled family relationship. If he can't get rid of the shadow of killing his mother, it is difficult for him to calm down kill sister.Thinking about it now, every minute and every second at that time meant infinite risks.The life or death of the two of them all depended on Yan Ying's thoughts.

As a result, Fang Fei survived.What about Yanmei?Bet on her life! This is really a miserable victory! "Child..." The palm was thick and soft, gently stroking the top of the head.Fang Fei looked up and saw Shen Tiantian's round face.There was a deep grief in his heart, and for some reason, his mother's gentle smile appeared. "Talk people..." Jian Huailu wanted to continue, but was stopped by his wife's eyes: "Dead drunkard, will you die if you don't say a few words?" "Hey, you have to find someone to enlighten you!" "I'll talk about the big things later, the important thing now is to eat!"

The female Taoist stood up, walked to the edge of the stove, pressed her waist with one hand, and waved the brush with the other. The gestures of the brush were whistling, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes sharp, sometimes soothing, sometimes smacking hard, as if it was a solemn matter, and then With a clever hook, she is also witty and playful—it is not so much a housewife who cooks, but a master who directs the band. As for the musicians below, they are all household items on the stove. Fang Fei watched it interestingly, and his mood was a little calm.After a while, the meals were ready, and they jumped onto the dining table one after another.Shen Tiantian shouted: "Xiao Rong, go get your brother to eat!"

"I'm not going!" Jian Rong was angry with his elder brother just now, feeling a little guilty. "Let him go!" Jian Huailu took a puff of cigarette comfortably, "Let him be quiet for a while." After dinner, the night was dark, and Jane Zhen hadn't come back yet.Outside it was windy and windy, and the mountains were boiling. Shen Tiantian opened the door several times to look forward, with a trace of anxiety on his face. The big guy didn't come back for a long time, Shen Tiantian couldn't help complaining about her husband and son.Jian Huailu laughed and responded indiscriminately, Jian Rong was even more heartless, before his mother finished scolding, he was half asleep.Shen Tiantian had no choice but to sigh and complain about his own life.

That night, Fang Fei slept in the car, listening to the sound of the wind and rain, making it even more difficult to fall asleep. The scene in the ancient cave kept flashing, as if he pressed the loop button and played it over and over again.He kept thinking about the dawn, and just got confused for a while when Yanmei's shadow dangled back and forth, waking him up from his dream again.At this time, the wind and rain had subsided, he put on his clothes and got out of bed, and walked out of the dormitory.The Taoist family was still sleeping, Fang Fei pushed the door to get out of the car, and the car door slammed shut behind him.

After the wind and rain, the long forest is like washing, the east has turned white, the sky is like frosted glass, with blue light in the gray, and the clouds in it are solidified, like a phantom in the mirror. The air was very fresh. Fang Fei took a few breaths and seemed to be in a better mood. He turned and opened the door, but did not move.The canopy car is easy to get out and hard to get in. In order to prevent foreign enemies, you need to use a specific spell to open the door. Fang Fei had nothing to do, walked into the jungle, the grass under his feet was like silk, more comfortable than a carpet.After walking for a while, he lost his way, walked back and forth several times, but failed to find the station.

Gululu, there was a strange movement from the left, Fang Fei took a look, and there was a ball lying quietly under the big tree not far away, the color was blue with purple, it was actually a stool monster. Seeing the stool monster and thinking of Yanmei again, Fang Fei's heart warmed up, and he waved his hand, the ball grunted, and rolled over in response. The young man stretched out his right hand, and was about to stroke the stool demon, when he suddenly heard someone yelling: "Don't move!" Looking back, it was Jian Zhen, who leaped up with a stride, kicked the stool demon, blue and purple The ball squeaked and flew straight into the woods.

"Why are you provoking the demon?" Jian Zhen turned around, "This thing is fierce!" Fang Fei felt strange, he hesitated and said: "The ones I have seen before are not fierce at all, they can even be turned into chairs!" Jane really thought about it and said, "Is the stool demon red?" "Yeah! Have you been to Port of Return?" Jian Zhen shook her head, took out a small book from her pouch, turned to a page, cleared her throat and read—"Stool monster, shaped monster family, round as a ball, good at walking and changing. Place of origin: Lingshu Mountain, Yushan Mountain, and Shouyang Mountain. Reproduction method: fission. Whether the monster is harmful or not can be distinguished from its color. The red monster is well-behaved and tame; The most dangerous, it sucks the souls of humans and animals, and needs to be strictly guarded—" He closed the book and said, "The "Monster Dictionary" says so!"

"It seems that you saved my life!" Fang Fei smiled wryly and stretched out his right hand, "I am Fang Fei!" "I'm Jane Zhen!" Jane Zhen stretched out her hand. His hands were thick and powerful, twice as big as Fang Fei's.Fang Fei looked at this old man. He was a big man with dry clothes and hair, and he didn't look like he was sleeping in the open. He asked curiously, "Where did you spend the night when it rained so much last night?" "Inside the woods!" "Aren't you afraid of rain?" "I am not afraid of the rain, but the rain is afraid of me!"

"How do you say that?" Jian Zhen approached a big tree and yelled at Fang Fei: "Stand back!" Fang Fei backed away in response, and Jian Zhen shook his head: "Back more!" The young man retreated twenty meters away, and the big man said: "Okay!" He hit the tree trunk with a fist, the uncle swayed from side to side, and the residual wiper fell to the top of Jian Zhen's head, as if encountering a layer of invisible resistance, whoosh Whoosh popped far away. "Ah!" Fang Fei was amazed and admired, "What's going on?" "It was blocked by my vitality!" The big man shook his head, slightly proud. "vitality?" "Don't you know? Taoists have to refine Qi!" The big man snorted, and said bitterly, "Besides, I am a soldier, and if a soldier can't refine Qi, he is almost like a waste!" "Soldier? Daoist?" Fang Fei was puzzled, "What's the difference?" "A taoist can control a sword and a wheel. A soldier can't control anything. Only by wearing a god-shaped armor can he fly..." Jian Zhen's voice became lower and lower, "Everyone, well, don't think much of a soldier!" "What is the Divine Armor?" "A kind of armor, once put on, it can fly and change. However, it is far worse than the magic feather robe. It is clumsy and heavy, and it is uncomfortable to wear. No wonder some people would rather join the magic way than suffer as a soldier..." Said Here, he covered his mouth, a look of horror flashed across his face. "What's wrong?" Fang Fei turned his head to look, but no one was there. "I said nonsense!" Jane said with a bitter face, "Don't say anything about the magic feather clothes. If my parents hear it, I will die..." "Just say no." Fang Fei asked again, "You didn't eat last night, aren't you hungry?" When Jian Zhen heard this, his expression changed. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his belly, and there was a long cry from inside.The big man swallowed hard, and said falteringly, "Fang Fei, you don't know, but actually, alas, I'm a patient!" Fang Fei thought about the relationship between illness and eating, and suddenly heard Jian Zhen say again: "I have gluttony, I always want to eat, and I grow fast when I eat a lot. I have been on a diet recently, alas, so one meal is not enough. Eat..." The big man swallowed again, "...it's not a big deal." "Is there such a disease?" Fang Fei was extremely surprised. "That... Taotie is an ancient demon spirit. Anyone who wants to let it possess him will keep eating. Sigh, I don't want to eat too much, but what can I do if I have this disease? "Jane couldn't help peeking at Fang Fei's face. "Can't you drive away the demon spirit?" Fang Fei felt sympathetic. The big man shook his head blindly, Fang Fei looked at the big man and felt that he was really pitiful, if he found Yanmei, there might be a way out, so he could only say: "It doesn't matter, everyone take your time to find a way, one can drive the Taotie away!" Jian Zhen glanced at Fang Fei, feeling unhappy.Fang Fei asked again: "Jian Zhen, aren't you going home?" "I'm not going back!" "Your parents will worry about you!" "No way!" Jane said angrily, "They drew a 'limitation sign' on my body, I couldn't walk fifty miles at all, and in the end, I had to go back." "Line limit symbol?" Fang Fei was very surprised, "Why did they do that?" "They are afraid that I will run away from home, so I won't take part in the Bafeitian Trial!" "What does morphine add?" "Ba, Fei, God, test!" Jane Zhen's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, "It's the qualification exam to enter the Ba Fei Academy. I have taken the exam twice, and this is the third time, and the last time..." He The voice became softer and softer, and he looked more and more pitiful.Fang Fei had no choice but to comfort: "Don't be discouraged, just pass the exam this time!" "It's so easy to say!" Jian Zhen yelled loudly, "That's a heavenly test..." When he said this, he looked bitter again, "I took the test twice, but I didn't get on the yellow list. The second time Halfway through the exam, I panicked and sneaked away. When my parents found me, they even got out of the green list. They paid attention this time and drew a talisman for me before they came..." Speaking of this, Jane bowed her head Shrugging his shoulders, his nose was buzzing, making strange noises. Suddenly someone laughed lightly, Jian Zhen trembled in response, wiped away her tears and saw Jian Huailu standing not far away, with a smile on her face. The big man's heart sank, knowing that what he just said nineteen had fallen into his father's ears.He was as strong as an ox, but as timid as a mouse, so he rushed to Fang Fei's back. Unfortunately, Fang Fei's body was thin, and Jian Zhen hid one-third of it, leaving two-thirds exposed. "Uncle Jian..." Fang Fei could only greet him with a forced smile when he was pushed to the front row. Jian Huailu glanced at her: "Why are you here? This mountain forest looks peaceful, but in fact it is full of dangers. If there are going to be ups and downs, what's the deal?" He had a smile on his face, but there was a sense of blame in his words.Fang Fei hurriedly said: "You're right, I just met a blue-purple stool monster, if it wasn't for Jian Zhen, I wouldn't have seen you!" Jian Huailu was surprised when he heard the words, took a look at Jian Zhen, nodded and said, "Go back!" The big man escaped, and took a look at Fang Fei, full of gratitude in his heart. The three of them returned to the residence. Shen Tiantian looked out from the door and saw Jian Zhen. He strode forward and grabbed his ear: "Stinky boy, do you still dare to come back?" Fang Fei saw that he was about to suffer, so he hurriedly added fuel and jealousy, and told the story of Jian Zhen's life-saving again.Shen Tiantian was shocked when he heard it, let go of his ears, gave Jian Zhen a slap on the back, and praised: "Good boy, you did a good job!" The son didn't come home all night, and the mother looked fierce on the surface, but secretly felt distressed.In addition, the big man has made great contributions to saving lives, so the breakfast that day was extraordinarily rich.Jian Zhen's mouth was full of pastries, and while praising the honey cake as "delicious", she was attacking a large stack of pancakes.Because he was a sick person, he poured a large pot of rice porridge into his belly, and picked up twelve swan eggs along the way.Having said that, if the dinosaur eggs were replaced, Fang Fei believed that he would still be able to eat them.In order to go on a diet, Jian Zhen only ate three cages of mushroom steamed buns, each cage was no more than ten, and the size of the steamed buns was not as big as his fist! The big man still had a good conscience, sighed, and stuffed two cages of mutton shumai into his big mouth, until Shen Tiantian screamed: "You prodigal son, are you going to eat our one-month ration?" Shyly and timidly deep tongue, licking the cherry juice from the mouth. Fang Fei thought that Jane really ate a double portion, but the big man secretly told him that he was only half full. This kind of half-starved life is really suffering, but there is no way out, who told him to go on a diet? After breakfast, Jian Huailu sucked on the Langhuan grass and asked, "Fang Fei, what are your plans?" "Find Yanmei!" "Attunement? Do you know where she is?" Fang Fei took out the ticket, and Jian Huailu took a look: "Destination—Fengcheng?" "She may have gone to Fengcheng!" Jian Huailu and Shen Tiantian looked at each other, and the male Taoist said: "Fengcheng is 200,000 miles away, and it takes two days to fly by the fastest flying sword." "What?" Fang Fei exclaimed, "Two hundred thousand miles?" "You'd better go to Yujing and take the roller coaster. We happen to be in Beijing, and we can take you for a ride. The cost of the roller coaster is not low, let me figure it out! Jian Huailu raised his finger and traveled from Huizhen Port to Fengcheng twenty Points of gold, half off from Yujing, ten points of gold is enough..." There was a murmur in the room, and Fang Fei looked at the crowd with a puzzled expression: "Is there a lot of money?" Jian Huailu took out a light golden tube, pulled out the stopper, and poured out a ball of purple liquid, which fell into the Taoist's palm and spread into a thin piece.Before Fang Fei could see clearly, the liquid wriggled and turned into a purple pearl, but in a blink of an eye, the pearl collapsed again. "This is purple liquid gold!" Jian Huailu said, "it is neither liquid nor solid. It can change shape as you like. It is softer than running water and harder than diamond. No matter how cold or hot it is, it will not change its properties. Here it is just One o'clock, eighteen o'clock is one tube. This thing can only be separated by talisman, and one point can be divided into one hundred grains. This tube of gold is not full yet, only thirteen o'clock gold, for this thirteen o'clock gold, we have saved for two full years !" Saved for two years at thirteen o'clock?Fang Fei was in a mess!Where is he going to raise ten dots when he is all alone? "If the instigator is not in Fengcheng, what will you do?" Jian Huailu stared at Fang Fei, the young man was speechless. The man pondered for a moment: "The crash of the roller coaster is not an hour... Housekeeper, where is the psychic mirror?" "Didn't it be sold long ago?" Shen Tiantian raised his eyebrows and stared, "Where did you get your worm dew wine?" "With a psychic mirror, you can inquire about news!" Jian Huailu patted his head, "But it doesn't matter, Liuyun Village is not far away, let's borrow a mirror!" Soon the canopy car set off.Shen Tiantian was sitting in the center of the living room, holding a compass in one hand and waving a talisman pen in the other. The round mirrors on all sides were brightly lit, clearly showing the scene outside the car.The female Taoist raised her pen, and the canopy cart stood up unsteadily, waved its eight long legs, and walked forward quickly. There were frequent accidents along the way.Jian Rong ran around and broke several things; Jian Huailu took advantage of his wife's driving and stealthily drank alcohol; Page. Shen Tiantian reprimanded his son for a while, and scolded his husband for a while. A little carelessness, the canopy car knocked down two big trees one after another.The car body jumped up high, and Fang Fei fell off the chair with a somersault, with a big swollen bag on his head. After walking for a long time, the canopy car stopped.Shen Tiantian finished writing and saw that Jian Huailu was lying by the stove, drooling, drunk.Shen Tiantian kicked forward, causing her husband to scream, "What are you doing?" "Drunk drunkard!" Shen Tiantian breathed heavily, "Liuyun Village is here!" "So fast?" Jian Huailu got up and kneaded the pain vigorously. "Hmph, sleep again, and it's time to go to Yujing!" "Hey, what do you say?" Jian Huailu cheered up, "I want to go to work in the village, are you going to follow me?" "I, I!" Jian Rong waved her small hands wildly. Jian Huailu smiled, and recruited Fang Fei: "Want to see the psychic mirror? Come too!" Fang Fei couldn't get what he wanted, he suffered a lot just now, and just happened to go out for a walk, when the group of people were about to get off the car, Shen Tiantian called out suddenly: "Jian Zhen, where are you going?" The big man hid behind Fang Fei, wanting to fish in troubled waters, so he hurriedly said, "Mom, I'll take a look, just one look!" "Half-eyed!" Shen Tiantian's face darkened, "Be honest, you haven't finished your homework for today!" "Mom!" Jian Zhen wailed, looking extremely painful, but let him scream, and his mother was unmoved. Jian Huailu led the way with a smile, Fang Fei walked a few steps, and when he looked back, Jian Zhen was half short, and kept raising his hands to wipe away tears, looking very pitiful. The mountains and rivers are repeated, and suddenly I saw a village. The houses in the village are very old. One of the courtyards is surrounded by a big tree, and the tree grows around the wall. Over time, I can no longer tell which is the tree and which is the house. The heaven and the earth have been opened up, and they are already connected together. Jian Huailu set up the hole flute and played it. The tune was cheerful and free, like a stream of water droplets jumping out of a spring, shining under the sun. "Chuihualang is here! Chuihualang is here!" A group of children ran out of the house, jumping and jumping around Jian Huailu. "Hey!" An old lady with white hair and rosy cheeks came out of the yard next to the tree, "Chuihualang, you are a rare guest!" "Heh!" Jian Huailu put down the flute, and looked at the old lady carefully, "Master Zhuang, you are living younger and younger! My tigress didn't come, otherwise, ha, I must eat your flying vinegar!" "Puffy thing!" Mrs. Zhuang smiled annoyedly, and turned her eyes to Fang Fei. A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she beckoned, "Come in, my yard needs to be taken care of." Jian Huailu stepped forward with a smile, and Jian Rong called "Grandma Zhuang!" The old lady touched his head and said with a smile: "You will be able to fly at a young age, and you will be a good Taoist priest in the future!" Jian Rong was praised by her , so happy from ear to ear. "How's the business going?" Mrs. Zhuang asked again. "Not too good!" Jian Huailu sighed, "There is no need to be a flower man in the city anymore!" "Oh!" Mrs. Zhuang was thoughtful. "Have you not used the Mirror Talisman yet?" "Hey, what's the meaning of those fake flowers and fake grass? We mountain people, just try to make it real." The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and Mrs. Zhuang stood in the courtyard, pointing east and west: "There are two Yubanmei trees growing here. One tree faces east, and the other faces west; there are pansies blooming here, half deep purple, half light silver; this wall is hung with white and purple flowers, the bigger the better; here is a flower phoenix, with feathers For viburnum, use full moon grass for the tail, silver chrysanthemum for the corolla, and snake eye orchid for the eyes! This white sandalwood tree has been eaten away by water silkworms. You need to revive it first. Just thank you..." The old woman is quick-talking, and she talks like a cannonball. If it weren't for her white hair, I really don't know she is an old man. While listening with a smile, Jian Huailu stretched out her hand to the ribbon around her waist. Dozens of mustard sacs were sewn on the ribbon, which were filled with flower seeds.From time to time, Jian Huailu felt the seeds and popped them out. The flower seeds were like flying insects, buzzing into the soil. Before Mrs. Zhuang could finish speaking, Jian Huailu set up the flute and began to play it whimperingly. Inadvertently, stars and greenery appeared in the courtyard, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be many young shoots. The sound of the flute is getting higher and higher, and the buds grow like flying. The plum blossoms of the two trees are the first to open, and the red petals are spotted with white spots, like a piece of broken jade; Hanging on the wall; this side has not finished blooming, and the tune on the other side is sinking, and the pansy is in full bloom one after another, covering up and down with the Ling Xiaohua. The sound of the flute hastened, as if it was fueling the flames. I saw the waves of flowers in the courtyard churning, forming a beautiful flower phoenix. The flowers and feathers were messy, and the eyes were like jasper. The branches of the white sandalwood tree were dry and withered, originally lifeless, but as the sound of the flute changed, many white worms rushed out of the trunk, and hundreds of thousands of them died all over the place.The variegated green grass jumped up from below, swallowing up all the insect corpses.The white sandalwood came back to life, and small frosty white flowers spit out from the green leaves, exuding a faint fragrance. In the time of a piece of music, the courtyard changed its appearance. Fang Fei was fascinated by watching it. He never imagined that a small hole flute could have such magical power. "Master Zhuang, it's over!" Jian Huailu put away the flute and smiled slightly. Mrs. Zhuang looked at it and said: "It's better to dye these pansies golden. The plum blossoms are too bright, so it's better to be lighter; the tails of the phoenixes are too plain, so they don't deserve the reputation of the phoenix tails; the white sandalwood flowers are too close to the trunk. , It’s better to replace it with a light yellow one!” "It's easy to bloom and difficult to dye flowers. It takes a little work." Jian Huailu blinked, "Master Zhuang, do you still have your psychic mirror?" "Yes, what's the matter?" "Borrow it, I'll dye the flowers, you take this kid into the house, and check the news about the crash of the roller coaster!" "Yes!" Fang Fei's heart skipped a beat, "Do you have any news about it?" "Follow me!" The old woman turned and entered the house. The furnishings in the room are simple, and the atmosphere is somewhat gloomy. The branches of big trees can be seen on the walls. As soon as Fang Fei entered the door, white shadows flickered in front of his eyes, as if something was flying past him. The bowls and dishes in the house flew around, and the porcelain collided with each other, making a pleasant sound. "Quiet!" Mrs. Zhuang cut off her drink, and the porcelain scattered away. You bumped into each other while running away, the teapot lost its mouth, the cup squeezed out its ear, and a porcelain plate clumsily crashed against a wall. The dishes got into the cupboard, and the door was slammed shut: the spoutless teapot returned to the tea table, surrounded by a few broken cups, it was a team of soldiers who had just finished a defeated battle; The pieces of porcelain trembled and whimpered. "Alas!" Mrs. Zhuang flicked the talisman pen lightly, and the fragments jumped up one after another to form a porcelain plate, which slammed into the cupboard. Mrs. Zhuang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Fang Fei. Thinking of the scene just now, Fang Fei was not interested in tea, and took advantage of the old man's turn to put the cup and tea back. Mrs. Zhuang found an ancient bronze mirror with mottled verdigris and a dull black surface. "Jiachen 4th and 2nd car!" Mrs. Zhuang flicked her pen tip, and six small light blue characters appeared on the mirror. Looking at the writing, Fang Fei felt his mouth dry and wished he could turn himself into light and throw himself into the mirror. The handwriting turned into a human eye, the human eye blinked repeatedly, and a series of images jumped out—in the vast mountain forest, the wreckage of the roller coaster was everywhere, the wreckage was dead but not stiff, and one of the broken wings was still flapping up and down . "It's too miserable!" A gorgeous female priest stood in front of the wreckage, her expression extremely excited. "This morning, the wind giant spirit Dapeng attacked the fourth and second car of Jiachen. This roller coaster just entered Aurora from the world of mortals. It is reported that more than ten Taoists were killed, and three people were unfortunately missing. Newly promoted academician, Baihu Ganbrand of Tushi City. The roller coaster car was completely damaged. The Sanjiemen Transportation Department declared that the car was hopeless to repair. If a new car is needed to replace it, Dou Ting must increase the allocation. Now, let us channel the witch Shi Xingguan..." The mirror is divided into two halves, the lower half is full of water and light, and the upper half is a gloomy man who is over forty years old and has a chilling horse face. "Witch, Witch History Star Official..." The female Taoist stammered, "What do you think of this matter?" Wu Shi staggered his index fingers and gently pressed his chin: "Looking at Zhendan, there are no more than four Taoists who can subdue Dapeng!" "Four?" The female Taoist changed her face, "Four Heavenly Taoists!" "I didn't say that, it's your own opinion!" The female Taoist's eyes lit up: "I think, Zhuomogong won't attack the roller coaster!" "Of course!" There was a smile on Wu Shi's gloomy face, and he raised his hand casually, "The White King is supreme!" "White King is Supreme!" The female Taoist pressed her hand to her forehead, "Where is Nanming Island?" Wu Shi glanced at the note in his left hand: "As far as I know, there is a female Taoist in Nanming Island who is also in the car..." Before finishing speaking, Fang Feiteng stood up, and Mrs. Zhuang glanced at him with a look of surprise on her face. . "However!" Wu Shi said meaningfully, "She is missing, and neither the living nor the dead have her name!" The little naked worm went limp, and sat back with a plop: "Missing? How could it be?" His palms were sweating, and he was confused for a while. "... Wu Xingguan, what do you mean to say that the people of Nanming Island are envoys to Dapeng?" The female Taoist pretended to be clever, and the reasoning she made made people furious. "I didn't say that, this is your own opinion!" Wu Shi's tone was clearly encouraging. "Oh my god, I can't believe it!" the female Taoist shouted exaggeratedly, "Where are the rest of the heavenly Taoists? Are they suspected?" "Everyone is suspicious except Zhuo Mo Gong." Wu Shi Qiangqian said, "This matter is not over, and the White Tiger Hall will investigate to the end. It doesn't matter whether the Taoist or the Taoist, and it doesn't matter whether the Taoist is one or two. , or the three, as long as they are involved in this matter, Dou Ting will punish them severely!" "Full of nonsense!" Mrs. Zhuang muttered in a low voice. The witch history disappeared, the mirror flickered, and another scene was changed. The previous female Taoist held a talisman with a bright smile on her face: "I am Shui Guangguang from the Yujing Spiritual Platform. I want to interview some survivors." , first of all, the driver, the woman in snow clothes..." A white-haired parrot appeared in the mirror, its feathers were disheveled, its eyes drooped, and its beak was buried deep in its chest. "Captain..." Before Shui Guangguang finished speaking, the parrot turned its head, its tail covering the entire mirror. "Snow-clothed female driver..." Shui Guangguang walked around in front of the snow-clothed girl, and the snow-clothed girl continued to turn around and pointed her tail at the camera again. Shui Guangguang said angrily: "The female driver in snow clothes was greatly stimulated! Then the next one..." A woman's face appeared on the screen, her face was full of panic, her long green hair looked like seaweed out of water, in a mess on the face. "Ms. Lan Zhongbi, can you tell me about the accident?" "I don't know..." Lan Zhongbi shook her head desperately. "How were you feeling?" "I have no idea……" "Ms. Lan is too nervous!" Shui Guangguang was very emotional: "No wonder, who can bear this kind of thing! The next... nomadic humane, are you okay?" "Not good!" The head of the police light popped out, with a fierce look in his eyes. "...Mr. You, can you tell me about the situation at that time?" "The Dapeng is here, the car is finished!" "Are you bleeding?" "It's not blood, is it water?" The camera turned to Shui Guangguang, and she quickly flipped through a roster: "The next survivor, Ling Xiaozi, a Nascent Soul who escaped from death, hey, Ling Xiaozi..." "Ling Xuzi!" The old Yuanying jumped out angrily, "Why did you interview the Taoist first? You are racially discriminatory. According to the "Aurora Racial Law", I want to sue the Yujing Spiritual Platform..." The screen flashed quickly, and the water light wiped away sweat: "I'm sorry, the survivors' emotions are very unstable. However, we will follow up and report, I hope everyone pays attention!" The screen flashed, and a missing person notice was displayed. The name of the missing person was Wu Ye. He looked handsome, but he was domineering and disgusting. Mrs. Zhuang swiped the pen, and the mirror dimmed. Fang Fei jumped up and shouted, "Is it gone?" "No! That's all the news!" The old man shook his head lightly. After making trouble for a long time, Yan Mei's whereabouts are still unknown.Fang Fei walked back to the yard in frustration.Jian Huailu has already dyed the flowers, and the shades of the flowers and trees are appropriate, making them more bright and moving. Seeing Fang Fei, Jian Huailu asked, "How is it?" The young man shook his head silently.Jian Huailu frowned and stopped asking. Madam Zhuang was quite satisfied, she took out the bamboo tube, poured out a little purple liquid gold, and handed it to Jian Huailu.Blowing Flower Lang was very surprised: "Where did you use it so much?" "You play well, and it's worth the price. Also, you passed by Liuyun Village. You must be going to Beijing to catch the exam, right? Your eldest son has limited talent. If he wants to pass the heavenly exam, he will need a new pair of armor. Tiantian's Greedy Wolf Armor is good, but it's too small to fit his body. Here, put it away, it's a trifle on my part." "Master Zhuang..." Jian Huailu was startled, with a wry smile on his face, "If you need me, just speak up!" "I don't need anything else." Mrs. Zhuang sighed, "After I die, you can come and fill a cup of earth on my grave!" She waved her hand and entered the room. It took two hours to walk around the village.Jian Huailu came home from work with tiredness on his face.Everyone was still far away from the car, when they suddenly heard a long wolf howl.Fang Fei raised his eyes and saw a huge wolf rushing towards him, four meters long and three meters high, with two giant copper bell eyes, like a pair of shining car lights. Fang Fei broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the giant wolf with weak legs.On the way, the wolf jumped up and jumped up to a height of more than ten meters, like a flying fish out of the water, clattering and growing two wings.The wings are wide and powerful, and the green air below is surging. In the blink of an eye, the wolf turned into a human figure, tall and burly, and it was Jian Zhen. The big man was dressed in a blue armor, flapped his wings twice, and flew above everyone's heads. He tilted his body, the lightning descended, and his wings flapped vigorously, creating a strong wind.Fang Fei admired it and couldn't help clapping his hands and saying "yes".Jian Zhen grinned at him, but unexpectedly, the extreme joy turned into sadness, when she landed on the ground, her legs twisted, and with a plop, a wild dog fell to snatch the food. "Idiot!" Shen Tiantian's angry scolding sound came from afar, "How many times have I told you to retract your wings twice before landing? Damn it, did you take it as a deaf ear?" The big man was ashamed.Holding a long knife in his left hand, he got up tremblingly. "Take away the wings!" Jian Huailu said coldly.Only then did Jian Zhen think of confiscating her wings, she shrugged her shoulders, clanged a few times, and the iron wings retracted into the armor. "There is still a knife!" Jian Huailu said again.Jian Zhen shook her hands in a hurry, and retracted the long knife. Like the wings, the long knife was transformed from the armor.The armor was tight on his body, two sizes too small, not like a suit of armor, but like a pair of shackles. "You guys are back?" Jian Zhen rubbed her hands with excitement, "How, how?" Jian Huailu squinted at him and said nothing.The big man looked ashamed at him, and silently lowered his head.At this moment, Shen Tiantian came up: "Dead drunkard, how are you?" "Two pieces of news, one good and one bad!" "Listen to the bad ones first." Jian Huailu shook his head and said, "There is no news of enlightenment!" "Oh!" Shen Tiantian looked disappointed, and glanced at Fang Fei, "What's the good news?" Jian Huailu took out the gold tube: "Fourteen dots of gold are all together!" "What?" Shen Tiantian screamed, putting his hands on his chest, almost in disbelief. While rejoicing, the sky darkened for no reason, and a rain cloud flew in. In an instant, the white rain poured down like thousands of whips, making the ground groan uncontrollably. Jian Zhen quickly opened up her aura, and when the rain came, she was bounced away by her vitality.Jian Huailu frowned, looked up at the sky, the thick clouds were getting lower and lower, and there was a white light in the clouds, as if lightning was trapped inside. "Get in the car!" Shen Tiantian took Jian Rong by the hand, and just took two steps, when the sky brightened, the clouds dispersed and the rain gathered, and in the blink of an eye, the rain stopped again. "Are you funny?" Jane hummed angrily and put away her vitality. "Stay here!" Jian Huailu took off the flute, "I'm going to do something!" "Huailu." Shen Tiantian said hesitantly, "Who do you think it is?" Jian Huailu nodded silently.A trace of worry flashed in Shen Tiantian's eyes: "Just take a look, as a last resort, don't do anything!" "I have a sense of proportion!" Jian Huailu tightened his belt, took big strides, and walked towards the west of the village. After Li Xu left, a gust of wind came, bringing a fishy smell.The ground was still wet from the rain, and Chuanhualang leaned over and picked up a handful of soil. The soil was heated and exuded a faint green air, which was barely noticeable. Jian Huailu put aside the dirt and got up slowly, the conjecture in his heart was confirmed, and a surge of grief and indignation spontaneously arose. There was a sigh in the wind, depressed, depressing, but also full of arrogance and unyielding.Jian Huailu clenched his fist and rushed forward.The sighs were endless, turning into a long chant.Blowing Flower Lang jumped in response, landed in front of a bush, pushed aside the leaves and looked, a rush of hot blood rushed straight to his forehead. At a glance, a small pool is in front of you. There are uneven stones beside the pool, and there are two giant dragons coiled up—the dragon's body is winding and covered with scars.The dragon scales were broken and withered, with flesh and blood everywhere; the horns of the dragons were incomplete, and one of the giant dragons only had a single horn left. A fiery red chain was tied around the dragon's neck, and the bones were visible deep in the prison. The bones were as black as charcoal, and it seemed that they would turn into powder if touched lightly. The giant dragon lay on the bank and licked the water, just like two desperate wild dogs.The scales of the one-horned dragon are still fresh, and the long teeth stick out of the lips, like two sharp spears; the other old dragon's eyelids are closed, as if it has lost all vitality, except for sticking out its tongue and licking water, It doesn't feel like it's alive anymore. The one-horned dragon struggled forward, as if trying to absorb water.At this time, the electric light flashed and swept the faucet.The unicorn retracted, and there was a deep wound from forehead to neck.The azure blood gushed out and splashed on the stone, making a sizzling sound. "Heh!" There was laughter from under the tree, and Jian Huailu stared at it. There were three men in white clothes sitting under the tree—the one in the middle was older, with a broad face, narrow and high bridge of nose, and he looked like an owl; the one on the left The man has a pair of indifferent snake eyes; as for the man on the right, he is the youngest and handsome, but unfortunately the corners of his mouth are downcast, adding a vicious look to him. He is waving a long whip with his right hand, and the whip is flashing with lightning and crackling. non-stop. It was the owl who laughed, and he yelled loudly: "The old reptile is disobedient, it should be beaten long ago!" The young man was praised, and hit the dragon's back with another whip, causing the unicorn to roll all over the ground in pain, leaving bloodstains everywhere it passed.Jian Huailu trembled and almost jumped up. "It's a pity!" the snake-eyed man said coldly. "What a pity?" the young man asked. "It's a pity that the dragon's blood is shed!" The snake-eyed man glanced at him, "It costs ten gold per liter!" “小气鬼！”年轻人不大耐烦，“古老大，这两条爬虫死样活气的，也没有几分油水了，要不然弄死算了，再捉几条新的。” 猫头鹰阴沉沉一笑：“这年头龙是越来越少了。神龙变成了蚯蚓，统统钻到地下去啦！鲍残，龙要那么好捉，我早就捉了百八十条，还用得了你说吗？”年轻人听得气闷，狠狠一鞭，又向巨龙抽去。 鞭到半途，向左一偏，扫中一排岩石，电光四溅，石屑簌簌落下。 “鲍残！”蛇眼气急败坏，“雷鞭抽石头？亏你想得出来！哼，这鞭子抵得了你半年的薪水！” “我……”鲍残瞅着鞭子，心头一阵迷糊。 “嘿！”猫头鹰阴阴一笑，站起身来，目光射向树丛，“有朋友来啦，失迎，失迎！” 简怀鲁按捺不住，泄露了行藏，只好分开树丛，笑着说：“古运锋，久违了。” “是你？”猫头鹰将手一拍，两眼放光，“星原一别，我还当你死了呢！” “对不起！”吹花郎笑笑嘻嘻，“叫你失望了！” “拦我鞭子的是你？”鲍残不由分说，冲简怀鲁就是一鞭。 雷鞭威力极大，神龙也难经受，人若挨足一鞭，马上化成灰烬。一眨眼，鞭梢到了简怀鲁头顶，吹花郎笑容不改，袖中窜起一缕黑烟，轻飘飘地托住鞭梢。 雷鞭落不下去，鲍残吃了一惊，抖手想要夺回鞭子，可那鞭子生了根，随他怎么发力，就是一动不动。 鲍残心急抬头，只见吹花郎袖着双手，冲他微微一笑。那笑容还没消失，鞭梢的电光顺着长鞭，反向执鞭人冲来。 鲍残大吃一惊，想要丢下鞭子，这一丢他才发现，手柄吸住了掌心，居然摆脱不掉。 “糟糕！”他的念头闪过，脑海一片空白。 刺，虎口发烫，电光一伸一缩，停在了鞭子中央。 鲍残死里逃生，吓出了一身冷汗，一回头，古运锋手持符笔，笔尖射出一缕白气，白气注入雷鞭，挡住了电光的来势。 “鲍残啊，你知道这是谁吗？”古运锋阴阳怪气地说，“玄武简怀鲁，那可是星原大战的名人啊！” “是他？”鲍残心头一动，忽见简怀鲁抬起右手，指间多了一管洞箫，箫管的末端吐出千百绿丝，化为锐利笔锋，射出了一道水墨色的烟气。 “震灵笔？”这支奇形符笔，鲍残有所耳闻，既是洞箫，也是符笔，一物两用，变化十分神奇。 “古运锋！”简怀鲁叹了口气，“牧龙可是犯法的事啊！” “犯法？”古运锋扬起那长阔脸，“白王面前，什么法律都是狗屁！” “说得好！”简怀鲁炸了眨眼，“法律是狗屁，白王是什么屁？照我看是个大马屁，要不然，为什么人人见了他，都要拍上两下呢？至于你古运锋，马屁成了精，哈哈，比起皇师利还要高明！” “闭嘴！”马屁精气得脸都歪了，“简怀鲁，你又是什么东西？呸，你就是一只上不了天的老爬虫！”简怀鲁笑而不答，眼里透出一丝讥讽。 “上不了天？”鲍残两眼放光，“他中了禁飞令！” “没错！”古运锋咬着牙阴笑，“简怀鲁飞不起来，简怀鲁是一只老爬虫！” 电光忽来忽去，化为一团刺眼的光球，鲍残直面相对，两眼几乎落泪，又听说简怀鲁受制于禁飞令，胆子一大，偷偷摸出了符笔，趁着相决不下，想要暗中偷袭。 念头刚动，飘来一缕箫声，顺着耳朵钻入心里。鲍残心尖儿一阵发麻，左手一阵僵硬，突然不听使唤。 鲍残心知中招，暗骂：“狡猾老鬼”。一面骂，一面竭力抗拒箫声，可那箫声听来平平无奇，体内的元气却似活活冻住，无论怎么驱使，就是没有动静。 简怀鲁用笔挡住古运锋，用箫困住了鲍残，目光一斜，落在蛇眼人身上。那人盯着这方，神色木木呆呆，似乎无动于衷。 “麻中直！”古运锋一声厉喝，“你还等什么？” “三对一！”蛇眼人摇了摇头，“不划算呀！” “少废话！”鲍残咝咝怒叫，“这又不是做生意！” “谁说不是。”麻中直一耸肩，懒洋洋地抽出符笔，“天下的事都是生意！”话没说完，笔尖亮起一点红光。 "not good……" 简怀鲁心头一沉，红光无声暴涨，轰隆一声，化为一团大火，笔直向他冲来。 吹花郎一晃身，墨烟消失，电流失去障碍，哧溜一下，顺着雷鞭冲了过来。 他侧身闪过，符笔一勾，电流向左偏出，一声巨响，火球扭曲，闪电乱窜，电光与火焰撞在了一起。 一阵气浪翻滚，潭边沉寂下来——吹花郎站在中央，牧龙者各占一角，势成一个品字。 “一对三！”吹花郎呵呵一笑，“有意思！” 啪，鲍残抖动雷鞭，目光极为阴沉。他的心里怨毒，恨不得咬下对手一块肉来。 一抖手，雷鞭扫出，简怀鲁闪身跳开，回手一笔，挡开了麻中直一道火光。火光凌空转折，扫中一块岩石，石头登时焦黑，啪啪裂成几块。 “镕金火雨！”古运锋横笔一扫，天空中滚出一大团火红熔化的铁汁，簌簌簌好似下了一场火雨。 简怀鲁挡开火舌，铁雨已到头顶。他后撤一步，笔尖上扬，射出一股凛冽寒气，一刹那，火雨冷却了武术钢珠钢刺，叮呤当啷地掉了一地。 钢刺落在身上，火辣辣地疼痛无比。吹花郎立足未稳，身后狂风忽起，他的目光一凝，盯着眼前的钢珠，珠面成百上千地映出一个人影——鲍残手持雷鞭，正以万钧之势向他抽来。 简怀鲁接连化解了两道厉害符法，这时力穷势尽，只求闪身躲开。谁知一拧身子，腰腿不听使唤，他心里咯噔一下，想起多年来颓废酗酒，无论体力法力，都已大不如前。 “如果还能飞……”他闭上眼睛，心里微微叹气。 鲍残眼看得手，心花怒放，冷不妨飞来一道乌光，势头又快又沉，当的一声撞在他脸上。 牧龙者眼前一阵昏黑，左耳轰隆作响，他连人带鞭地飞出十米。天幸神志还在，抖手一鞭，缠住了独角龙的脖子。 巨龙一摆头，发出一声哀号。鲍残借这势子站稳，左颊吹气似的肿胀起来，他摇晃了两下，吐出一口鲜血，血里白亮亮地躺了两颗牙齿。 乌光飞回，落在了一只手上，那只手厚软有力，乌光现出原形，竟是一口长柄煎锅。 “臭婆娘……”鲍残气得发狂——堂堂牧龙者，竟被一口煎锅打飞，要是传了出去，还不叫人活活笑死。 “小子！你妈妈没教你礼貌吗？”申田田从树丛中走了出来，一手持锅，一手持笔，嘴里还叼了一只烟斗，“养出你这样的儿子，你妈妈真是太不负责了！” “逗我娘……”鲍残的舌头肿了半截，骂人有些含糊。 “呵！”古运锋皮笑肉不笑，“女狼神威风不减啊。” “托你的福！”申田田两眼一翻，“还过得去！” “你来做什么？”简怀鲁瞪了妻子一眼，似乎和是不满。 “送烟斗呀！”申田田将烟斗抛给丈夫，“你把烟斗落在家里了！” “就送烟斗？”简怀鲁接过烟斗，吧嗒吧嗒地抽了起来。 “顺路来拍两只苍蝇，你没什么意见吧？” “拍苍蝇？”简怀鲁闷声闷气地说，“弄脏了锅子，吃饭可要拉肚子的！” “拉就拉，老娘不怕！”申田田扬起脸来，目光扫过众人，“现在是，二对三！” “看来我得加把劲！”麻中直一耸肩，大喝一声“来”。他的脚下红光涌起，所过长出片片铠甲，一眨眼，他披上了一身火红色的铠甲，盔顶一只独角，直勾勾地刺向天空。 “火犀望月甲！”申田田不禁动容。 “奇怪了！”麻中直皱了皱眉，“古运锋，你见过抽烟的只吸不吐吗？” 古运锋一听，猛可想起，简怀鲁自从拿了烟斗，只是吸入烟气，没有吐出一口。 “糟糕！”他心头一跳，简怀鲁已经发难。 “烟兵鬼弹！”吹花郎一张嘴，吐出一个烟球，方圆十米，浓黑如墨，申田田符笔一扬，一点火光射入黑烟。 砰，仿佛油气遇火，烟球剧烈爆炸，黑浪滚滚，遮天蔽日。 “老乌贼该死！”古运锋自恨一时大意，居然忘了对手的惯技。 方圆上下，数百米尽为黑烟笼罩，烟里混入符法，无比辛辣呛人。三个牧龙者眼泪长流、连连咳嗽，只见四周人影晃动，完全不知道真假虚实。 鲍残狂舞雷鞭，想要护住身子，可是还没舞开，左方劲风忽起，雾气中闪出一道黑影。他慌忙调转鞭梢，不料一鞭扫空，耳边疾风射来，咣当，一下重击，鲍残扑倒在地。 “还剩两个！”申田田的声音如在耳边，麻中直暗暗心惊，黑影憧憧，四面拥来，一瞬间，他躲过了三下重击、两道符法，电光击中宝甲，迸出了蓝白火花。 “烛幽慧眼！”麻中直掉转笔尖，在眼上画了两下，两眼红光喷出，光灼灼的有如火炭，目光到处，黑烟消散，绰约可见四面的景象。 人影一闪，简怀鲁冲出雾气，震灵笔向前一指。麻中直仓促抬笔，符笔险些脱手，他久经战阵，深知对方公不离母，简怀鲁当面出手，申田田十九在后。 麻中直滴溜一转，纵身跳起，双脚刚刚离地，一股狂飙席卷过来。 “来得好！”麻中直瞥见申田田的身影，铿，右肘弹出一把月牙大斧，居高临下，狠狠斩落。 “当！”斧刃劈中煎锅，铁锅分毫未损。麻中直吃了一惊，凝目一望，正与申田田的双眼对上，女道者的眼里透出一股狠笑，长长的符笔衔在口中。 麻中直下意识举起符笔，不妨申田田动若脱兔，煎锅架开大斧，左手攥成拳头，牧龙者的符还没画成，拳头已经到了胸口。 剧痛破胸贯入，麻中直向后飞出，轰隆隆撞塌了一面山崖。山石乱飞，石壁上多了一个深坑，牧龙者陷进坑里，一下子爬不出来了。 “铜墙铁壁！”简怀鲁一扬笔，满地的随时争先恐后地跳了起来，咔啦啦结成了一面石墙。麻中直眼前一黑，竟被活活封在坑里。 “紫阳千照！”百十团紫火从天落下，黑烟遇火燃烧，发出凄厉尖叫，紫火不依不饶地一路追赶，烧得黑烟惨叫不断。 一眨眼，黑烟烧光，古运锋踩了一只银白飞轮，从天上向下张望。但见简氏夫妇并肩站立，鲍残的那条雷鞭，已经到了吹花郎的手里。 远处一大片山崖都在摇晃。谁在里面，古运锋心知肚明。可他料想不到，一眨眼的工夫，两个部下一个昏倒、一个被困，自己却连救援的工夫也没有！ “我想念我的剑！”简怀鲁望着飞轮，幽幽叹了口气。 “我也怀念我的甲！”申田田露出一丝苦笑。 “两条狗爬虫！”古运锋破口大骂，“上来呀，上来咬我呀？” “你的'金城不破符'能撑多久？”申田田皱了皱眉。 “三分钟！”简怀鲁随口回答。 “够了。”申田田捋起袖子、露出胖乎乎的小臂，“二对一，我要把这个破轮子摆平！” “陆对空！”古运锋呵呵冷笑，“你好大的胆子！” 申田田哼了一声，后撤两步，她不进反退，古运锋心中惊疑，不妨女狼神一拧身，嗖，煎锅大力掷来。 煎锅来势虽快，可要击中羽士，无异于痴人做梦。古运锋正想开口嘲笑，人影一闪，简怀鲁纵身跳起，轻飘飘地落在了锅上。 “冰凝雪箭！”吹花郎符笔一扬，空中气温陡降，水汽凝结成千万冰刺，直奔古运锋射出。 “紫阳千照！”古运锋放出团团紫火，冰箭遇火，化为袅袅白气。 白气四散弥漫，牧龙者眼前一迷，咻，电光星闪，雷鞭势如毒蛇，从浓雾里一蹿而出。 忙乱间，古运锋尽力抬起飞轮，嗡，雷鞭扫中轮底，电流汹涌贯入。牧龙者发出一声怪叫，飞轮失去控制，笔直向下坠落。 “烈焰神锋！”申田田跳了起来，笔尖射出一道长长的火焰。 火光扑到眼前，古运锋符笔一圈，身前跳出一团白光。火剑刺中光团，哧溜滑向一边。 申田田一个箭步蹿了上来，身法快过火焰，拳头绕过白光，击向古运锋的面门。牧龙者左手一挡，身子几乎散架，他一口气憋在胸口，连人带轮地向后飞出，轰隆隆接连撞断三棵大树，飞轮摇摇晃晃，总算蹿上了高天。 牧龙者灰头土脸，吐出一口浊气，低头一看，简怀鲁踩着煎锅飘然落地，申田田大步赶上，伸手一抄，又把锅柄抓在手里。 女道者轻轻松松，挑着丈夫百来斤的身子，大声说，“可惜哇，就差一点儿！” “不要紧。”简怀鲁笑笑嘻嘻，“一次不行，再来一次！” “哼！”申田田愤愤不平，“那可真是便宜他了！” 古运锋半身麻痹，元气一阵沸腾，心想这对狗爬虫配合默契、诡诈百出，看那两张嘴脸，一定还有别的损招。可是就这么逃走，他又感觉十分不甘，羽士输给了爬虫，如果传了出去，震旦里再也不用混了。 正犹豫，申田田左脚后撤，再次抡起煎锅，古运锋心头一凛，不自觉攥紧了符笔。突然间，一声哭叫传来，嗓音尖细稚嫩，似乎来自潭边。 古运锋转眼一看，独角龙怒目圆睁，巨大的龙爪下面，躺了一个幼小的男孩！ “小容！”煎锅掉在地上，申田田目瞪口呆。简怀鲁微微皱眉，忽地大喝一声：“你们两个，给我出来！” 树丛里沙沙作响，方非当先走出，简真跟在后面，畏畏缩缩，十分垂头丧气。 “怎么回事？”简怀鲁厉声喝问。 “小容……”简真咽了一口唾沫，哭丧着脸说，“他一定要来，我拦不住……”他顿了顿，又补充一句，“方非可以作证！” 简怀鲁走后，申田田放心不下，随后追赶丈夫。临行前她交代简真，务必看住弟弟。简容古灵精怪，一看父母神色，就知道出了大事，他一心要看热闹，申田田前脚刚走，他就鼓动兄长随后跟踪。 简真向来胆小，畏缩不前，简容气得大叫：“胆小鬼，我自己去！”驾起小剑，自行追了上去。 大个儿望着弟弟的背影，挠了一会儿头，还是与方非追了上来。 申田田心系丈夫，没有留意身后，简容赶到小潭边，探头一望，心花怒放——潭边两个庞然大物，尽管满身疮痍、死气沉沉，可是看那模样体态，分明就是他朝思暮想的神龙。 简容长到十岁，头一次目睹活龙。他从小听惯了道者故事，故事到了最后决战，主角无一不是乘龙飞翔、威风八面。 养一条神龙是他的梦想。一见两条巨龙，简容恨不得马上踩到他们身上。那边当爹的吐出烟雾对敌，这边做儿子的趁乱飞到潭边。谁知巨龙闭眼趴着，任他手舞足蹈，就是不理不睬。简真心里比较二龙，独角龙个头更大，于是飞到他的面前，毛手毛脚地去拨他的眼皮。 神龙灵觉敏锐，简容一来，他就知道。本意不加理睬，谁知小人儿得寸进尺，居然敢来招惹自己。 简容撩拨几下，独角龙一动不动，不由心中犯疑：“这条龙死了吗……”这念头还没转完，一只龙爪飞来，将他狠狠按在地上，简容浑身剧痛，登时哭了起来。 知子莫如父，简真还没说完，简怀鲁就已猜到了来龙去脉，一时面色铁青、闷声不吭。申田田望着简容，一腔斗志飞灰湮灭，呆了呆，抬头惨笑：“古运锋，我们认输，任杀任剐，绝无二话。只求、只求你放过我的孩子……”话没说完，泪水夺眶而出。 “这件事嘛，我也做不了主！”古运锋打起了官腔，“龙嘛，总也要吃东西！” 夫妇俩面色死灰，申田田身子一晃，双腿阵阵发软。简怀鲁扶住妻子，抬头叫道：“古运锋，我儿子如有三