Zhou Hao and his entourage rushed back to Yejiazhuang.

Looking at the manor in the distance, Zhou Hao hesitated in his heart

Now half of the dragon bloodline in this body, if it comes from one of the parents, then Ye Shusheng's parents died early, maybe there will be something else.

There may be clues to the cemetery of Ye Shusheng's parents, but the moving mausoleum is too lacking in morality.

If one side is green and the other side is green, I am afraid that the dragon that really left behind will have long since disappeared, and the clue will be broken, and it can only be seen whether the scholar's maternal grandfather, Ye Zhuang, knows it.

Speaking of this, Zhou Hao felt that there might be a play.

Because in Ye Shusheng's memory, there is something that impresses me deeply.

It is a wall in the manor, painted with a lifelike dragon, as if it is about to rush out of the wall at any time.

Since the memory of the scholar's childhood, until he grew up, the owner of the Ye Zhuang was extremely obsessed with paintings, standing in front of the wall day and night to watch the copying, but every time his grandson asked, the owner just sent him away, and he continued to indulge in the painting.

The scene of "Ye Gong is a good dragon" made Zhou Hao intuitively guess that the old man might be an insider.

Looking at the manor from afar, Zhou Hao secretly took a deep breath.

When everyone approached the manor, they were all stunned.

Zhou Hao turned his head to look at Rong Bo and the others on the side with some uncertainty, but they were also stunned.

The manor in front of me seems to be under construction, and the main mansion that everyone has the impression of being grand has been demolished.

"Young Master Datong is back!"

Fortunately, the Zhuang Ding at the gate of the manor still knew them, and hurriedly came out to greet them, and sent people in to inform the old owner.

Zhou Hao and his entourage entered the compound, walked through the house and alley, and then saw a long pavilion corridor in the front garden.

This long pavilion was built specifically to protect the mural below from being eroded by wind and rain.

Zhou Hao looked at it, and when he saw it, he felt a long dragon splashing ink, as if it was about to fly towards him.

Not...... Flat drawing, drawing a 3D effect.

Zhou Hao muttered in his heart.

Well, it's still a little different, this painting seems to exude a bit of a strange atmosphere, which can penetrate into the bottom of people's hearts and make people tremble.

Something else caught his attention, though.

In front of the painting wall in the corridor of the long pavilion, there is one more offering table in the garden than in the scholar's memory, and eight Taoist priests are surrounding the offering table, facing the dragon mural and constantly worshipping.

This is something that Ye Shusheng has never remembered before.

"What's going on?" Zhou Hao asked.

A man who looked like an old butler stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Young Master Datong, this is an immortal master and his disciples, visiting the mural together, to lead the dragon in the painting to the world, and fulfill the old lady's wish." ”

Is this really Ye Gong's good dragon?

Zhou Hao blinked and looked at the demolished main mansion behind the corridor: "Then why is the house demolished." ”

"The immortal master has calculated that the girder of the main house is a yin wood, which suppresses the dragon's yang energy, which is not conducive to his practice of inviting the dragon to appear, so the old lady ordered someone to demolish it. While explaining, the old housekeeper led Zhou Hao around the dojo and the painting wall, and walked towards the back house: "Young master, please come with me, I will take you to see the old lady and the immortal master." ”

Zhou Hao followed the other party: "I don't know who the immortal master is, he has such magical powers?"

Ye Shusheng has always longed for the strange and strange, Zhou Hao asked a few more words at the moment, and the old housekeeper was not surprised.

"The immortal master is Qingyuan, who is the disciple of the immortal who left the mural at the beginning, happened to pass by our Zhuangzi and found the mural left by his mentor, so he stopped to worship. ”

The old butler explained: "The old lady saw that he was an immortal with true mana, so he begged Qingyuan Zhenren to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish and make the dragon in the painting appear in the world. ”

"I see, I've never heard of it before. Zhou Hao looked back at the direction of the mural as he walked: "That Qingyuan Zhenren's teacher, I don't know what the name is?"

The old butler sighed: "That was before you were born, young master, and I haven't seen that immortal either." ”

Zhou Hao secretly paid attention.

He wanted to embark on the path of cultivation, but this monster eats people, and the environment of the monk subduing demons makes him a little worried.

Coming to this world that was completely different from the blue star in his previous life, of course, he wanted to become a cultivator and taste the taste of cultivation.

The immortal demon editor also mentioned that the growth of the created immortal demons was not only their own potential and cultivation, but also closely related to the cultivation strength of Zhou Hao, the master.

Although this body is half-human and half-dragon, Mr. Zhou's consciousness has always been a human-like human from the past to the present, and if he can, he naturally wants to learn the Dao of the Terran Race.

It's just that how to find the way is still a problem at the moment......

What kind of Qingyuan real person is this, is it reliable?

Thinking in his heart, he followed the old butler to a side room in the backyard, where an old man and a Taoist sat in the room.

With the memory of Ye Shusheng, Zhou Hao is very familiar with the old man, and he is the owner of the manor here, the good dragon Ye Gong.

And that Taoist looked like he was in his thirties, dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and looking like a fairy wind Dao bone, thinking that he was the real person of Qingyuan.

Zhou Hao stepped forward to greet Mrs. Ye according to the appearance of Scholar Ye in his memory.

"There are some things I've heard from the people below. The old man said slowly: "It's good to come back safely, go down and rest." ”

He introduced the Taoist beside him: "This is Qingyuan Immortal Master, Datong, don't run around in the village these days, don't make trouble, don't collide with Immortal Master and other Taoist masters, don't miss a big thing." ”

The Taoist only bowed his head slightly, but did not speak.

Zhou Hao said in his heart that this old man was the same as the scholar remembered, and he cared about the dragon in the mural far more than his only grandson.

I want to inquire about the scholar's life experience, but it seems that I can only find another opportunity later.

According to Ye Shusheng's appearance, he replied in a proper manner: "Yes." ”

After exiting the big house, Zhou Hao returned to his residence.

It seems that the second Bagua Diagram generated after the first Bagua Diagram was shattered was very stable as a new seal, at least the Qingyuan Daoist didn't seem to see the flaw.

And the immortal who left the mural at the beginning, is it related to the gossip seal on the scholar's body?

It doesn't matter, if it's related, then his disciple Qingyuan Daoren doesn't know anything about it?

Zhou Hao lay on the bed, looking up at the roof, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

I don't know if it was influenced by the novels he had read in his previous life, but he felt that something was wrong with this Qingyuan Daoist.

Zhou Hao frowned, turned over and sat up, put on his clothes and walked out of the room, and went to the main house.

The girders of the main house have been demolished, but new suitable timber has been prepared for reconstruction.

Zhou Hao found the construction craftsman: "What about the demolished beam?"

"It was taken away by the immortal master. The other party replied: "The immortal master said that it was a yin wood, which emitted yin qi, which was not conducive to people, but he might be able to use it for his cultivation, so he took it away." ”

Zhou Hao felt more and more that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the strength of this Qingyuan Daoist was?

Where do you go from here?

From the heart, simply smear oil on the soles of your feet and run away?

Or is it reckless, and directly take the repeater chicken to find the Qingyuan Daoist, and try to catch him off guard?

Or, go talk to Old Man Ye again?

Just thinking about it, Zhou Hao's nose moved slightly, and suddenly he felt a smell of blood coming.

He looked closely, but saw a thick piece of wood on the construction site, and a strange pattern appeared on the surface of the wood, and it was from this pattern that the bloody smell came out.

"What a pungent smell, what's the matter with this wood?" a craftsman covered his mouth and nose to check, but before he could get closer, the man fell violently.

The others were startled, and tried to pick up the craftsman, but all who came near fell limp.

Seeing this, Zhou Hao hurriedly let the Blood Immortal Phoenix fly out.

The Blood Fairy Phoenix, which appeared out of thin air, landed on the wood and clawed it to pieces.

The strange runes on the wood were destroyed, and the bloody aura disappeared in an instant.

But Zhou Hao faintly heard exclamations from different directions in the distance.

There seems to be more than one similar evil qi array.

When I looked around, I saw black smoke rising from the manor, and the black smoke was connected into a piece, enveloping the manor, and it seemed to form a cage, trapping all the people inside.

At the same time, Zhou Hao heard the long corridor in the garden in front of him, and suddenly there was a dragon groan!

Outside the villa, on the mountain beam in the distance, a young girl in Tsing Yi was carrying a wooden box, and when she saw the sudden black smoke in the sky above Yejiazhuang, she couldn't help but change color on her face, and rushed towards the manor at a faster pace.