Dim and gloomy Huangquan Road.

The black is the silent high mountain peak, the red is the sea of flowers on the other side, and the winding Huangquan Road connects the Ghost Gate Pass and the Lechuan River, and I saw a team of 200 people emitting white fluorescence rushing quickly.

Bai Yujun looked back from time to time until he could no longer see Yudu.

"I've always kept it in my heart......"

One last look, he turned his head and led the heavenly soldiers to hurry away.

Passing by the statue-like Iron Legion of Tiance, he slowed down, unwilling to disturb the sleeping tired soldiers, who were very tired and tired, waiting silently, quietly guarding the Yellow Spring of the Ghost Gate.

"Goodbye. ”

Emitting fluorescent white armor heavenly soldiers, the team swept through Huangquan Road and went straight to the Ghost Gate, Bai Yujun actually didn't like the death qi of the underworld, and always used the dragon qi to protect the dragon body from being infected by the dead qi yin qi, and there was an inexplicable intuition that even if he was infected by the death qi, he would not necessarily die immediately.

It is very likely that you will fall asleep and wait for recovery, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, and one day when the dragon will raise its head.

Arrive at the Ghost Gate.

Go through the formalities and show the jade.

The terrifying-looking ugly ghost will beckon the ghost pawn to make way for the Heavenly Court, and Bai Yujun led more than two hundred heavenly soldiers to enter the Ghost Gate Pass from the gaze of countless ghosts, and returned to the South Heavenly Gate through the teleportation array.

When breathing in the fresh heavenly air full of aura, the whole dragon felt comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

"Hoo ......"

"It's still the fresh air in the fairy world, I want to drink the waterfall and take a shower for three days and three nights!"

I went to the mission hall to hand in the task, took a boat to Yaochi, and went directly to the remote Xianshan Suspended Rock without returning to the camp to report, and drank Lingquan Waterfall as juice......

......

A small country on the Overworld continent.

Yeyi, an ancient city that is quiet but often plagued by floods.

The simple team arrived at the ancient city by the river, the old man drove, the whip occasionally lightly hit the old ox pulling the cart, the old cow mooed as if protesting, slowly and leisurely pulled the creaking broken car through the black hole cave city gate, and the entourage stuck to the wall to bypass the muddy city gate.

The rainy days have caused potholes and water on the roads, and the reflection of ox carts and pedestrians has been broken.

In the car, a middle-aged man in an official robe looked through a book with a sad face, and felt a headache about the flood, but on the first day he arrived in Yeyi, he saw a lot of rain and worried about whether he could successfully control the water.

Lifting the curtain and scanning the ancient city that was about to be managed by himself, he sighed.

Suddenly, I saw an ordinary old man with white hair and a long beard.

My heart moved inexplicably.

"Wait, parking. ”

The old man who was driving the car came to his senses in a daze, and as soon as he pulled the reins, the old cow mooed and stopped dissatisfied.

The middle-aged official lifted the curtain and stepped out of the ox cart, saluting respectfully to the elderly man with white hair and white beard on the side of the road, and did not ignore the other party because of his identity.

"Old man, please stay, please ask if you are a local. ”

When the old man saw the official asking, his face was calm, and he did not hurry to clasp his fists and salute.

"The old man is a native of Yeyi, and his ancestors have lived here for generations, so I don't know what happened to the adults. ”

"This official went to Yeyi to serve as the county commander, and was ordered to come to deal with the flood and restore the peace of the people on both sides of the strait, but when I first arrived, I didn't know much about the water situation, and if there was an old man in the family, if there was a treasure, could the old man inform the official of the truth about the flood in Yeyi, so as not to take a detour. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Control the water, the official is gone, and one after the other comes and the other claims to control the water, and the people of Yeyi have worked hard for several years, and the heavy rain has changed back to the original. ”

"This official really wants to control the water......

"Alas, there are no three sunny days in Yeyi, and there are two water dragons in Kunshui and Lishui, which are untamed, and they will flood both sides of the bank in a heavy rain, flooding thousands of fertile fields and destroying thousands of houses, how can you cure it?"

"I ......"

Officials are silent.

I wanted to treat the water according to what was written in the book, but I couldn't say it after all.

If it could be cured in that way, the previous county commanders would have calmed down the flood and reported to the imperial court, and someone must have done it, but in the end it failed, and nothing was achieved by working the people and losing money.

Bow with both hands.

In Xia Shen Zhu, he was determined to solve the flood for the people of Yeyi, and asked the old man for guidance, and Shen was grateful. ”

The old man smiled slightly and put on his straw hat.

"Walk more, look more, think more, the two water dragons in Kunli will finally have a calm. ”

After speaking, the old man with a long beard boarded the stone bridge to cross the river, and Shen Xianling was thoughtful, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the old man had gone away.

Shen Xianling muttered to himself.

"Dragon ......"

It is rumored that the rivers and lakes of the world belong to the dragon clan, but Shen Zhu does not believe that there is a dragon in the river, but it is just a fabrication, if there is a dragon, why don't you calm the flood early, the local people of Yeyi often burn incense and pray for God's mercy, and there are many tributes, and the flood is still not stopped.

Arriving at the Yeyi County Ya with a frown, he hurriedly took office after the handover.

When I came to the study, I saw a map of Yeyi hanging on the wall, indicating the location of the county seat and the direction of mountains and rivers, among which Kunshui and Lishui were particularly eye-catching.

Shen Zhu looked up at the map with his back hand for a long time, his eyes staring at Kunli Ershui.

After a stick of incense, the time passed.

"Someone~"

"Your Excellency, please tell me something. ”

"Go and invite the best painter in Yeyi, this official has something to ask for. ”

"Wow. ”

The entourage trotted out of the backyard quickly, asked the locals and went straight to the house of a certain painter, and took a certain painter to the county government in the rain.

The painter lifted his robe and stepped over the high threshold to enter the door.

"The ancient family of Dongcheng Gu Yuan has seen the county magistrate. ”

Those who are good at calligraphy and painting must be the children of large families, and ordinary poor people have no time to experience this way.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Shen invited Mr. to come for one thing, can you draw a picture of a real dragon, the same size as this picture, there will be a lot of thanks. ”

"Draw...... Draw a dragon?"

The painter surnamed Gu didn't expect it to be for this.

Shen Xianling nodded.

"That's right, draw a real dragon, the more real the better. ”

"It's the same size as the map, could it be that the county commander wants to change this map?"

The painter with the ancient surname was puzzled.

thought that the county order was good, and the vassal was elegant, and he didn't care about the life or death of the people of Yeyi.

"Exactly, Shen is determined to calm the flood in Yeyi, and the key to thinking about it is the dragon, and the map can be temporarily put away to calm the flood and then hang it again, before this, the official wants to witness the real dragon's determination to control the water every day. ”

"It's Gu who blames the adult......"

The painter sincerely greeted, and Shen Zhu stretched out his hand to support him.

"Rest assured, Gu will do his best to draw the most true dragon, if the Kunli Ershui is governed by nature, Gu will go to the river. ”

As the saying goes, a true artist is always different.

After the painter Gu Yuan finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shen Zhuxian to reply and left directly, looking at the direction should be to go to the river to look at the water to find inspiration, Shen Zhu greatly admired.

It is said that the ancient Yuan painter held an umbrella in the rain for several days, and watched the river rush along the Kunli Ershui.

However, it is easier to draw water and more difficult to draw dragons, especially to draw the charm of the real dragon, in order to assist the county order to control the water, Gu Yuan is becoming more and more emaciated......

More than ten days later.

For several days, the river was drenched in rain and moisture, and the ancient painter fell ill.

After knowing the reason, the old patriarch of the Gu family praised Gu Yuan as the true painter of the Gu family, thought about it, and told the whole family to set up an altar in the rain and offer melons and fruits to three animals.

But it is difficult to burn incense in the rain, how to pray without burning incense?

The old patriarch of the ancient family had an idea and led the whole clan to kneel in the rain

"The Gu clan worships the dragon devoutly~"

Meanwhile.

A certain white ear who was sleeping under the waterfall in the fairy world Yao Chi moved, yawned and waved his hand in a daze, and the magic was that the rain in the ancient mansion of Yeyi stopped.

The ancient family was overjoyed and lit incense to worship the dragon.