(Three more!)

The vast sea, the rolling waves are majestic. Flat bamboo raft, windward and sunny.

Approaching dusk, the sunset is infinitely beautiful, and the golden glow is scattered on the sea. Erqing and Dabai stood side by side in the wind, holding hands, appreciating the infinite painting of the place where the sea and the sky meet.

The little dragon girl sat cross-legged behind them, ignoring the waves of dog food they had sprinkled, or rather, she didn't have the heart to do so at all.

At this time, she was picking and picking in the Qiankun bag, chewing in her mouth, squinting her starry eyes from time to time, revealing a crescent moon, and she looked intoxicated.

In view of the snack seller Ao Xiaoxiao's unceremonious behavior towards her cousin, Erqing and Dabai only stayed in the water mansion of the fourth prince of the dragon for three days before taking her to leave.

I don't know if Xiaolongnu deliberately targeted Ao Sheng, in short, Ao Sheng's treasure house ushered in Xiaolongnu's patronage the next day.

Then on the third day, Ao Sheng, the fourth prince of Long, went to Erqing to complain with a sad face.

Helpless, Er Qing had no choice but to take this 'little scourge' with Da Bai, bid farewell to the fourth prince of Long, drove a leisurely boat, and continued to go towards Dongbianbian.

The little dragon girl pulled the Qiankun bag, perhaps counting her 'harvest', with a look of satisfaction in her expression. I don't know what happened to the treasure house of the fourth prince of the dragon that was harmed by her?

Erqing didn't know it, but at this time, Xiaolongnu was thinking beautifully in her heart: It's really wise to worship Erqing as a teacher! Poor princess Ben hasn't eaten enough in Xihai, ha...... If I can continue like this, it will be very happy! Hmm! In a few days, Master and Sister Bai will definitely take me to Uncle's house to sit down! I wonder what good treasures are in Uncle's treasure house? I am really looking forward to it!

The old dragon king, who was far away in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, had a stirring spirit for no reason, which made him very suspicious.

......

After two days of recuperation, the old golden turtle that went to Qingcheng Mountain finally arrived in Qingcheng.

When he found Qingcheng Mountain, the Temple of the Demon Suppressing General, he was startled by the lively scene in front of him. He didn't expect that the name of this demon suppression general had already spread so widely among the people! Didn't he say that the temple had only been built for a long time?

The old golden turtle was a little suspicious, so he followed the pilgrims and slowly went up the mountain.

On the General Mountain (named after the General Temple), sandalwood is drunk with pilgrims, and the green smoke is dancing at the blue night. The god of power covers the world and the earth, and the color and auspiciousness are full of light.

Visitors rubbed shoulders one after another, telling about their circumstances, or smiling, or sighing.

Some pilgrims were convinced of the demon-suppressing general's miracles. However, some people are skeptical, and come to worship with the attitude of giving it a try.

It's hard to imagine that so many tourists will come here in this winter.

Knock Knock Boom......

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums came from afar.

A group of people beat gongs and drums, carried all kinds of offerings, and a plaque covered with red silk, turned the hill in front of them, and walked in the direction of the general mountain.

Some people were curious, so they asked others: "Who is this person?

"This person is the big family in Shanwai County, Master Huang, I heard that his youngest daughter disappeared the day before yesterday, so yesterday this Huang Lao came here with a servant to ask for the guidance of the Demon God. Unexpectedly, this old man Huang came to repay his vows with sacrifices today, thinking that he should have found his little daughter. Looking at Master Huang's smiling appearance, I think that the little daughter who came to his house must have been kidnapped by gangsters!"

Among the tourists, some people whispered.

The old golden turtle looked curiously at this side, and then went up the mountain with the tourists.

Before entering the General's Temple, the old golden turtle couldn't help but take a step back. Because of a blazing heat, it was coming towards him. He took a step back, raised his hand, and the heat was blocked back by him.

Although the old golden turtle was injured before, this injury was really not a fatal injury for the Ning Dan Great Demon, and it didn't take a day to recover. Only the lost essence is difficult to make up for a while.

But even if he lost a little essence, his cultivation could still deal with the fire charm in front of him. It's just that the old golden turtle knows the identity of this fire charm, so he doesn't dare to mess around.

Looking up, next to the statue of the general in the general's temple, the figure of the fiery charm Meng Yan appeared. It's just that this figure can't be seen by ordinary people, but only people in cultivation can see it.

At this time, a female voice came into the old golden turtle's mind, "Who is the demon? Dare to come to the Demon Suppression General Temple to spread wild! Quickly retreat, otherwise, you will have to be crushed to pieces, and your soul will be scattered!"

When the old golden turtle heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, raised his hand and bowed to Erqing's idol, and used his divine sense to communicate with the fire charm next to the idol.

"Presumably the girl is the ghost judge of the General Temple, Meng Yan Meng girl!" The old golden turtle smiled and said to her: "The old man does not return to the mountain, and he is entrusted by the general of the demon suppression to temporarily take the position of temple Zhu!"

"You?"

Meng Yan looked at the bald old man with some distrust, just because the old man was bald, but he was not wearing a robe, but was wearing a gold-rimmed robe with good texture, and his beard was neatly arranged.

"You, not a monk?"

The corners of the old golden turtle's lips twitched slightly, and he bluffed the old face and said, "Who said that a bald head should be a monk?"

Fire Charm Meng Yan exhaled and said, "Also, the general is obviously cultivating the Tao, but it is not the Buddha! If you are a monk, it is estimated that the general will not look for you." By the way, do you have the credentials?"

The old golden turtle took out the piece of dragon descending wood pendant that Er Qing gave him, and said, "This thing can be used as a certificate!"

Fire Charm Meng Yan nodded, then took the dragon descending wooden pendant, verified it, and found that the dragon descending wooden pendant was the same as the dragon descending wooden pendant given to her by Er Qing, both of which had the original spirit mark of Er Qing.

The old golden turtle said again: "If you don't believe it, you can contact the general and ask for verification!"

Fire Charm Meng Yan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then you can start performing your duties!" At the end, she said again: "By the way, do you know what the temple is going to do?"

“......”

The old golden turtle blinked his old eyes, a little embarrassed, he came in a hurry, he really didn't seem to have thought about it, what the hell is the temple for? Could it be that it is here to sweep the floor and sprinkle water for this general temple?

He thought for a moment, and was about to find an excuse to get rid of this fire charm first, when he heard the fire charm continue: "Otherwise, you will sweep the floor here first and sprinkle water?"

When the old golden turtle heard this, he couldn't help coughing lightly, and said, "For such a trivial matter, there is no need for the old man to go out in person! Besides, isn't there already a sprinkler here to sweep here?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the offering table in front of the general's statue, and said: "The General's Temple was first erected, although there were many pilgrims, but there was still a lack of something in the temple that could enhance the confidence of the believers, look at the old man's!"

The old golden turtle said, scanning his surroundings and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, his figure flickered and then disappeared in place.