I am waving a dragon head.

Thundered~!

Outside the hall, the night suddenly lightning and thunder, the river wind, the white waves set off three zhang high, the dark clouds covered the full moon and the raindrops crackled to the ground, Zhang Xuan, who was painting, was inexplicably afraid in his heart.

The old monk Huixian woke up in shock, as if he saw the dragon on the wall alive.

Zhang Shizhu ...... Stop!"

The snake demon boy moved instantly, jumped on the wooden frame lightly, and grabbed Zhang Xuan's hand.

"Ahh

I was startled and almost knocked over the oil lamp.

The old monk hurriedly got up, walked to the wall and frowned, as if he felt a burst of clouds and mist coming to his face, and the dragon that was about to finish the painting flew away from the wall at any time, fortunately, the dragon's eyes had not yet been lit.

As the saying goes, you can see the soul in your eyes, and if you don't light it, you'll be fine.

Waving his hand to beckon Zhang Xuan to come down.

When he saw the ink and brush, he frowned.

What a strong dragon spirit!

"Master Zhang, the pen and ink were given by the dragon girl?"

"Exactly. ”

"This thing should not be in the mortal world, it is okay to draw a dragon, but remember not to put the finishing touch. ”

"Can't put the finishing touch?"

Zhang Miao is puzzled, why can't the painting be the finishing touch?

Hye-hyun pointed to the rainy night outside the hall that flashed with electric light, the thunderclouds gathered near Geumsan and did not disperse, the thunder was deafening like a dragon's roar, and the wind and waves of the river under the mountain were endless, like a dragon making trouble, and the dragon's eye was afraid that something would happen.

"The dragon girl is greedy for fun and frolic, and gives you pen and ink to paint the dragon, but forgets that the dragon painting contaminated with dragon gas is easy to have accidents. ”

"This ......"

If the finishing touch is not finished, it is like the work has no soul.

"Good, the poor monk will chant sutras to resolve the ferocity of dragon painting and avoid disasters. ”

"Well, the juniors won't put the finishing touch. ”

Hye-hyun nodded with satisfaction, probably felt unreliable and simply meditated and chanted, at the moment when the scriptures sounded, the thunder on the rainy night seemed to gradually quiet, the white waves of the river slowly subsided, and everything returned to tranquility......

Zhang Miao felt that the old monk was very powerful, and he was a real monk.

Since the master does not allow the eyes to be painted, then he does not paint.

Geumsan under the rain curtain, chanting is murmuring.

......

Inside the city.

The night market is bustling, and the lights are gradually extinguished.

The previously noisy and crowded streets have become deserted, drunken customers on the corners are shouting and vomiting, and the rain washes away the dust and fire, as if the previous bustle was just an old dream.

Maybe a certain white wants to be quiet.

In the middle of the night, it was dark, the yellow lanterns illuminated the shore of the lake, and the down-and-out scholars hurried all night, listlessly walking through the streets and alleys, and their clothes and hats were wet, and they had to drink a sip of muddy rice wine from time to time to warm up their bodies, burping and half-asleep, and walking to the lake in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a woman in white in front of me, hurrying lightly......

Cold sweat broke out on her back and she suddenly woke up halfway, the woman passed by the door of the inn, the lantern was illuminated, it turned out that there was a shadow and was not a female ghost, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her long hair was quite good-looking.

"Girl......"

Poof, the woman in white threw herself into the river!

The scholar hurriedly ran to the water's edge to lie on the rocks and saw that there was nothing, the water surface was calm and there was not even a ripple, obviously a woman with long hair in white had just thrown herself into the river? Why not?

The head is full of ghosts and legends, in case I saw the wrong shadow before!

"Ghost ...... Hell ......"

stumbled and ran away desperately, startling the nearby dogs and men scolding.

Quiet lake bottom.

Bai Yujun's limbs and tail shrugged casually.

Like ink and black hair spread out, reclined, half-floating and sleeping.

Meanwhile.

In a hilly area tens of thousands of miles apart, the iron ball and the monkey searched for the tomb against the sun, moon and stars, and all kinds of equipment and compasses were readily available, and they did not use the power of the gods to search, because the tombs of the gods and the tombs of the immortals were extremely familiar with the methods of cultivators, and they would take measures to shield and hide them.

It's easier to find out with mortal grave hunting methods, and it's up to luck to get the other thing.

Iron Ball and Monkey are friends with the real dragon, and there is nothing to say about good luck.

"Squeak, Brother Tie, the stars are clearly not right. ”

Hunched over and looped legs, squinting at the sky.

An iron ball holds an ant's leg.

"Brother Monkey, you don't understand, my brother guesses that the star map was different from today, the stars of the ancient war fell countless times, the world was destroyed a lot, and the star map must have changed. ”

"Squeak, that's cranky!"

"Look, here, here, and here, fill in the stars. ”

The iron ball is extremely professional in condensing the star map with spells, constantly filling in the blank space with a few stars, and looking at it, the current location is definitely a feng shui treasure.

The monkey kind of got it.

If you want to explore the ancients, you can't compare the current mountains.

Except for some famous rivers and mountains, the mountains and rivers in various places have changed significantly, and the rivers have been diverted after heavy rains in the Southern Wilderness before, and the ground has changed greatly for tens of thousands of years.

"Squeak, can you find the entrance?"

"I'll try. ”

Make an effort to mark a few points and calculate them quickly.

Busy until dawn, put away the compass, and use the talent of retreating through the mountains to plunge into the soil.

Monkeys crouch at the mouth of the cave and nibble on wild berries.

It didn't take long for the monkey to make a new discovery......

The hairy claws slapped the dirt at the entrance of the hole, and it didn't take long for the iron ball to show its head.

"What's the matter?"

"Squeak, brother, do you see if the one outside the village in the east is a stone monument?"

"It seems to be really, strange, it doesn't look like a tomb, how can there be a stone monument? ”

The two dwarves hurried straight to the village, fearing that they would frighten people, so the monkey paws rubbed their faces vigorously and turned into little bald heads......

It's just an ordinary remote village in the mountains, and you can see it everywhere.

However, the stele is really weird.

It didn't appear so badly that the iron ball even drilled into the ground near the stele according to the burial customs, and found nothing, except for digging up a centipede essence, and the stele did belong to the tombstone.

The two boys were full of question marks and blank faces.

Wearing a straw hat and rags, she looks like a poor doll in a farmer's house, squatting in the farmland in front of the stele in a daze.

The stele is several feet high.

The inscription was eroded by wind and rain and is illegible.

The most obvious is the giant tortoise holding the stele, if you are not mistaken, it should be the divine beast overlord, also known as the dragon-headed turtle body, the beast of the dragon's head turtle body, happy to bear the weight, meaning auspicious longevity, the most obvious feature of the tyrant is to raise the head, if the stele is still bowed, there are only two possibilities.

Either it's not a tyrant, or the craftsman is a stunned young man.

"It doesn't make sense......"

The iron ball scratched his head and couldn't figure out why he was here.

Tombstones, yes, are not designed to be thousands of miles away from the tombstones, maybe you have to ask the local villagers, listen to myths and stories.

Don't underestimate the myths and stories of various places, which often hide local secrets.

While the villagers were resting after lunch, the two big demons pretended to be children and sneaked into the entrance of the village, listened to the stories told by the old man in the village, and took the opportunity to ask questions.

Under the locust tree, the white-bearded old farmer tells a story.

Iron Ball asked.

"Grandpa, how did the stone monument outside the village come from?"

"The small family came to my village to visit relatives, the stone monument outside our village is long. ”

Scoop a scoop of well water to moisten the throat and continue.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the stele was not outside our village, but came step by step from the old barren mountain thirty miles away. ”

The children suddenly fried the pot, and the stele walked to deceive the children.

The iron ball and the monkey looked at each other.

"The giant turtle holding the stele is a mythical beast, it is a dragon, of course, it is just a bully doppelganger, it is said that as long as it carries the stele into the sea, it can put down the stele and become a dragon beast, and it will be free from then on. ”

"But it goes too slowly, too slowly, at sunset, at sunrise and at sunrise, and one step at night. ”

"Carrying the monument and walking, one night I finally walked to the entrance of the village, but I didn't want to be seen by the people who have four eyes in our village, and it was completely fixed and turned into a real stone. ”

"Four eyes?"

"It's a pregnant woman, and adults and children have a total of four eyes. ”

From then on, the stone monument was fixed outside the village. ”