My name is Liu Zilong, and my name is very domineering, but in fact, I hate this name very much, because getting this name almost ruined my family.

What exactly is going on, it has to start when I was a child.

My family lived in the countryside of Liangshan in the south, and my grandfather was a well-known feng shui physiologist in Aba Prefecture, but my family moved there during the famine years, and he was not a local.

The industry of feng shui master is not simple, as the saying goes, one life, two luck and three feng shui, this life and luck are in the first place, the so-called fate, but feng shui is different, he changes his fate through the day after tomorrow, so feng shui master belongs to the industry that violates the way of heaven, but it can indeed make a fortune, my grandfather is relying on this ability to survive the famine, even if it is the era of the production team, everyone relies on centimeters for food, there are a lot of people to help him work.

Because of my grandfather's ability, my family's status surpassed that of the local villagers after moving here, and it was in this environment that my father was elected as the village chief.

If you want to talk about my dad, he really has some ambitions, and my grandfather is also very supportive, but I didn't think it was such a bad thing, and it also indirectly proved that he was unlucky at all.

When I was 11 years old, the country was engaged in the large-scale development of the western region, and roads were being built in every village.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads, which is a very normal thing, but building roads is very taboo.

At that time, there was a dragon king temple in the planned place of the road leading to the township in the village, the dragon king temple was not big or small, it had been some years, except for the old people in the village, no one could say its specific age, with the trend, more and more people no longer believed in the so-called ghost theory, so few people came to worship the dragon king temple.

The road has been repaired here, and it took a lot of manpower in ten miles and eight towns to naturally not count, and my father, as the village head, was ready to take dozens of people in the village to level the Dragon King Temple without saying a word.

Dozens of young people are the majority, most of them are more open-minded, with hoes and sledgehammers and other tools to come to the Dragon King Temple, the weather is also good on this day, my dad first let people take down the plaque of the Dragon King Temple, this thing looks not short of years, maybe it is an antique.

There is a guy named Li Er, who is a typical second-rate son in the village, usually likes to steal chickens and dogs, and it just so happens that this time there is money to make money to build the road, and he also comes to mix people's heads, and he is usually lazy, at this time he is very active and joked, asking if he really wants to push, maybe he can apply for cultural heritage.

My dad was young and vigorous, and he wanted to make some political achievements, even if my grandfather was a god all day long, he didn't believe in it, let alone these broken temples, so he stimulated Li Er with a straight face, "Don't talk nonsense, there are a lot of such temples everywhere, and I haven't seen anyone apply for any cultural heritage protection, you won't be afraid of these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, right?"

Sure enough, Li Er couldn't stand the excitement, so he shouted, "What are you kidding, I, Li Er, have been afraid of anyone in ten miles and eight towns, not to mention that he is a god or the prince of Hades, and I am not afraid." ”

As he spoke, he took down the plaque with the three words of the Dragon King Temple written on it, and said while taking it, "Look, isn't this very simple, a person thinks that I don't know that you are all guilty, Lao Tzu is the real man, and I will have to pay for the construction of the road this time." ”

The people next to him were a little unconvinced, but they were also told by Li Er, even if they really said that they didn't believe in superstition these days, they still had scruples in their hearts.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you an extra 20 public expenses for this road construction. My father took the words and comforted the old rascal, beckoned the villagers to push them away, when a thunderclap sounded, and dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Everyone was startled, and they all heard this thunder, very loud, as if it had hit everyone's hearts.

The sudden thunder on a sunny day is strange to say, especially when the sunny day becomes cloudy, which makes people feel cold, and many people look at the Dragon King Temple with some surprise.

At this moment, two old men hurriedly came, and hurriedly persuaded everyone to ask everyone's purpose, saying that this Dragon King Temple could not be pushed, and the Dragon King would blame him, one of them was still the temple in the previous temple, and he was more than seventy years old.

When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to move, and even a few people left on the spot on the pretext that there was something going on at home, and the rest of the people didn't dare to do it, even Li Er, who did it first, rolled his eyes and hid aside.

"Changlin, you are confused, this Dragon King Temple can't be pushed, this old Dragon King has blessed this riverbank for more than a hundred years, you can't offend. ”

The old man looked concerned beside him, and said to my father, "If you don't believe it, you can ask your old man, I'm sure your father won't agree." ”

At that time, my grandfather had always had a good reputation, known as Xiangye, and was good at looking at the land, no matter who was dead or the foundation of a new house, he would look for my grandfather.

As the saying goes, it is better to believe that it is there, and it is not believed that it is not, and the feudal superstition has always been more popular in the countryside these days.

It stands to reason that this is all the way to talk, my dad should also stop and ask my grandfather, but my dad is a typical rebellious young man in the new era, he has not dealt with the old man since he was a child, and he thinks that he is the village chief after reading for a few years, and he knows that if he asks the old man, it will not be troublesome.

There were so many people next to him who looked at him as the village chief and felt that his authority was being provoked, so he said negatively, "Don't engage in those feudal superstitions for me, what era is this, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, and the old man in my family can fool you." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned Li Er and the others to do it, don't worry about these two guys who are about to enter the ground.

The person next to him didn't move with a hoe and hammer, and even Li Er, who was the most cheerful at first, shrank his head and said, "Village chief, I think it's better to discuss it with the old man and ask." ”

As soon as he heard this, my dad instantly became angry and pointed at everyone, "One by one, there is no interest." ”

After saying that, he took a sledgehammer with a cold face and rushed into the temple, saying unbelieving words in his mouth as he walked, and everyone followed into the temple, and the two old men in the back kept admonishing people like 'calm down, don't'.

Everyone walked to the temple only to find that there were not many people in it, just because the temple was too small, only about 30 square sizes, due to disrepair has long been dilapidated, only a dragon head on the high platform The statue of the human body can be seen clearly, and the fruit offered next to it has long been rotten, and the dilapidated Dragon King Temple can be seen.

"If you are afraid, I will not be afraid, this road must be repaired, even God must make way for me. ”

My dad was also short-tempered, and smashed the dragon head directly on the statue with a sledgehammer, and the flying dragon head rolled down to the ground and stared at two eyeballs, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

"I said it's nothing, it's all feudal superstition. My dad took a deep breath with a hammer, God knows if he was afraid at the moment of smashing the statue, everyone didn't dare to say anything and didn't react, only the old temple Zhu said with a sad face, "No, no." ”

My dad pouted, and the bold people next to him didn't care, and at this moment the ground shook violently like an earthquake, and everyone was startled and rushed out of the temple, only to find that the outside had changed greatly.

The sky was frighteningly dark at first, and for a short time there was a violent storm, especially when the river by the river set off huge waves more than a foot high.

"Click" A flash of lightning and thunder frightened everyone, everyone didn't dare to speak, even my dad had no idea, and at this moment something even more magical happened.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, but there was a dragon-shaped black shadow about three meters long about three meters long churning in the face of the electric light, and the thunder and lightning hit the black shadow's body from time to time, and the thing looked painful.

There was another lightning bolt from Ulla, the night turned into day, illuminating the black shadow, and a huge white dragon shape appeared in the sky, and everyone saw it clearly, and opened their mouths wide, "Dragon, dragon!"

"Oh my God, it's really a dragon. ”

Countless people exclaimed, it seemed that this dragon was not comfortable, its body was getting lighter and lighter in the thunder and lightning, and it looked a little painful, and my father obviously saw it too, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

At this moment, the dragon figure in the thunder and lightning realized something, suddenly looked at my dad, and then raised his head and roared, everyone only heard a "buzz" in the brain of a thunderstorm, and when everyone came back to their senses, they found that my dad had fallen to the ground and was unconscious.

No one knows what happened at that moment, but it's very mysterious anyway.

It rained heavily that day, and the wind thundered, but no one saw the dragon again, and some said that a few roars were heard occasionally.

After that, it rained heavily for three days, and the water in the river rose and rose, and it seemed to be a sign of another flood, and the people in the village said that it had angered the dragon god and condemned him.

Three days later, my grandfather finally came back from out of town, and he was shocked to see my father's appearance.