Listening to the sound of the wind, I suddenly felt an indescribable surge in my heart.

After a while, I suddenly saw Long Wanshan crying, tears running down his cheeks, he didn't wipe his tears, and he wasn't afraid that we would laugh at his crying. Instead, he turned around and put his hand on the dragon wood and said, "That's the case, I understand."

I wondered, "Well, I can't hear anything."

At this time, Ah Wei Wei climbed out of my backpack and jumped on my shoulder and said: The dragon tree told him, and the dragon tree said that if it wants to have a place to live, it doesn't need good feng shui, as long as it can accommodate it and not be disturbed by people.

Hearing Ah Wei say this, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked in my heart, you must know that the dragon who said such things, the supreme guardian totem dragon of our Chinese nation, has its living situation become so bad?

Hearing Ah Wei speak, Long Wanshan turned his head to look at me and said: I know you, the kid who raised the five ghosts. Li Shenxiang's grandson, right, you have done a lot of earth-shattering things, I envy you, I want to do it, dare to do it.

Before I could speak, Qin Yue said to Long Wanshan: Brother Wanshan. You still envy him, aren't the things you do very casual? As far as you release those dragons, your brother probably has the heart to kill you, right?

Long Wanshan didn't answer Qin Yue's words, but turned his head to look at the poplar tree, turned his back to us and said: What is the purpose of your coming here, if it is to cut down this dragon tree, then we will fight, you win the dragon wood and it will be yours, if you lose, the dragon wood will be handed over to me for disposal.

I asked Long Wanshan curiously: What are you going to do?

He said, "I, suck it into my body, and protect it with my body—my body is a rare dragon's lair, and it is enough for it to hide, and as for this dragon wood, I will burn it in one fire, and the greedy are not worthy to use it."

Burned the dragon wood. It's a pity. When I thought so, Long Wanshan turned around and glared at me fiercely and said, "Why do you want to fight this dragon wood's idea?"

I shook my head and said: That's not it, I just think that this dragon wood has been made, it's a pity to burn it, I don't want it, you give it to me, I use it for nothing other than money, although I need money now, but I won't earn this kind of money.

Long Wanshan suddenly sat down on the grass in front of Drill Tianyang, and then pointed to a piece of grass behind him and said: If you don't grab the dragon wood, sit down, you will be tired if you stand in this world for too long.

Every sentence of Long Wanshan sounded extremely abnormal, as if he was dragging the text, but the text he dragged was always worth thinking about.

After we sat down, he said, "You've all heard the story of Beiyangquan Village, right?"

We nodded, and Long Wanshan continued: Many elements of that story are made up, let me tell you about the origin of the real version of Beiyangquan Village.

And then he told us this story.

Legend has it that a long time ago, a man lived in this mountain, not a god, who raised a flock of sheep and also had a sheepfold, but the sheepfold was not very large, and could only accommodate a hundred and ten sheep.

This person's name is Wok? huo?珜? Yang?子, whose parents are prisoners, was in a place where he was boiled to death with a wok, so he was named Wok Huangzi, he fled to the north and lived by grazing, and had hundreds of sheep for more than ten years, and lived a full life. Carry it in an estimated way.

Wok is a kind of three-legged tripod in ancient times, which was used to cook livestock meat in ancient times, and it is also a kind of torture instrument, which is used to boil people to death.

Huang is a place name, and Long Wanshan did not elaborate on the specific location.

In the Taihang Mountains, wolves, tigers, and leopards were active in ancient times, so in order to protect the sheep, Wok Huangzi practiced a good skill, he was able to fight with the tiger with his bare hands, and he was able to kill the jackal with one palm.

But one day, there was a monster in the mountain, and this monster always secretly ate his sheep at night, and when he went out, the monster fled without a trace.

Later, Wok Huangzi put on a sheepskin, covered his body with licorice and hid it in the sheepfold, and when he prepared for the monster to come again, he would catch the monster and make a appearance.

Sure enough, that night the monster appeared again, Wok Huang hid in the haystack, and through his two eyes, he saw the appearance of the monster, which was exactly the appearance of the legendary dragon, but the dragon was still very small, only two or three meters long, and the thickness of his arms-

The way it takes the sheep is also very special, it first turns around in this sheepfold, and I don't know how many times, so it rushes up and bites the neck of the sheep, and when the sheep is bitten to death, it rolls the goat and flies into the sky.

Because the dragon is still small, it bites and kills all the small sheep, and the big sheep is estimated to be unable to roll.

Wok Huang looked a little dazed beside him, but he didn't forget his original intention, and when the little dragon rolled up the goat to heaven, he jumped out of the licorice pile, and then flew to drag the little dragon away.

The little dragon turned around in panic and bit the wok.

Wok Huang was extremely powerful, and he grabbed the little dragon's neck with one hand and wanted to kill the goat-eating dragon, but after pinching it for a while, tears flowed from the dragon's eyes, and he let go of his hand as soon as he relented.

The little dragon took a bite on his hand and fled, and the dead goat was not swept away.

The next day, Wok Huang found some herbs at his door, and when he thought about it, he thought that it might have been sent by the little dragon at night.

In the next ten days, Wok Huang didn't lose any more sheep here, but he began to feel a little uneasy in his heart, he was thinking that if that little dragon had no sheep to eat, what would he do in the future, would he starve to death?

So he began to look for the dragon in the nearby mountains, and the effort paid off, and he found the dragon on the top of a mountain, and there were two keels beside it, and the dragon was already fainting from hunger.

Wok Huang revived the little dragon and fed it with goat's milk, and the little dragon finally came to his senses, and later the little dragon told Wok Huang that they were originally river dragons in the river under the mountain, responsible for guarding the stability of this side of the river basin, but they were chased and killed by dragon hunters.

The dragon's parents were all seriously injured, and they fled to the top of the mountain with the dragon before they died, which escaped the hunt of the dragon catchers, but in order to avoid the dragon catchers, the little dragon stayed on the top of the mountain for more than a year, and it lived by eating insects, weeds and wild fruits on the mountain for more than a year.

And this year happened to be a great drought, and there was nothing to eat on the top of the mountain, so it went down the mountain to look for food, and this is what happened later.

When I heard this, I almost guessed that the little dragon was probably the dragon soul in the dragon wood in front of us.

At the same time, I also asked curiously: Is the dragon hunting family your dragon family?

Long Wanshan shook his head and said: It shouldn't be, our Long family is good at catching sea dragons and lake dragons, and never has the idea of fighting river dragons, especially this kind of small river, there were many dragon hunting families at that time, but after a long period of changes, now only our Long family is left.

Long Wanshan continued to tell that story.

After hearing what happened to Xiaolong, Wok Huang adopted the little dragon, but he made an agreement with Xiaolong that he could only drink goat's milk and was not allowed to eat mutton unless he gave him permission.

So Wok Huang became a dragon breeder.

Under Wok Huang's care, the little dragon grew very quickly, and after seven or eight years of hard work, it grew into a half-big dragon seven or eight meters long and the thickness of a human waist.

Although Wok Huang is still called a little dragon and a little dragon, it is really not small, and it can still hold Wok Huang to fly a few laps in the sky.

Later, one year there was a war in the north, and many refugees fled into the mountains, and at that time Wok Huang happened to take Xiaolong up the mountain to collect medicine, but did not look at the sheep, and those refugees fled into the deep and saw the sheep, and they all stoned them to death, and then peeled the skin and ate the meat.

When Wok Huang came back riding the dragon, these villagers thought they had seen the gods, so they knelt down in fright and begged for mercy, Wok Huang asked about the situation clearly, knowing that these people were refugees, so he didn't care, after all, he was also a fugitive before, and he also fled to this deep mountain, and he found the meaning of sympathy from those refugees.

So Wok Huang took in the refugees and helped them establish a village south of the sheepfold, which is now the North Sheepfold.

It's a pity that not everyone knows how to be grateful, among the people who came there was a woman named Qingsui, she knew a dragon hunter before, and knew the price of the dragon, so she pretended to marry Wok Huang, and then took advantage of Wok Huang to sleep, swung a knife to kill Wok Huang, and then used medicine to stun Xiaolong, and then contacted the dragon hunter outside the mountain to sell Xiaolong.

They picked off the dragon scales, removed the bones, and smoked the tendons of the dragon

Xiaolong only had the remnant soul and fled back to the North Sheepfold, and later the villagers knew about it, and the villagers beat Qing Sui to death in a fit of anger and threw it into the river and washed it away, but they couldn't find the dragon hunter, and they couldn't help Xiaolong get his body back.

Later, in order to repay Wok Huang and Xiaolong, the villagers of the North Sheepfold built a river temple by the river, and there was a statue of the dragon sitting in the temple.

Then the remnant soul of the little dragon returned here, and at the same time lived in the river temple, and it really incarnated as the river god here, guarding this river and the villagers of Beiyangquan Village for thousands of years.

Speaking of this, Long Wanshan suddenly asked us: You say, is it really right to put the Great Dao in the hands of our people?

I thought about it for a while and said: Since the Heavenly Dao has been done, it must be correct, people have done a lot of wrong things, but there are also many people who are trying to maintain the balance of the Heavenly Dao, such as you, me, and many friends I know.

We can't give up on good just because we see too much evil!

Long Wanshan smiled at me and said: You kid is very interesting to talk to, right to my way, but we don't seem to have time to tell stories so leisurely, some stubborn old things are coming.

I was surprised: anyone else is coming?

Long Wanshan stood up and said: Naturally, there are still people coming, otherwise I wouldn't have come here in advance to stop them.