The rain continued to pour in, causing ripples on the river.

The somewhat thin young man squatted on a stone slab, his eyes squinted, the expression on his face was cold and gloomy, almost like the boy who was submissive in front of Lu Yan'er before. He looked at a Dawson's white figure rising from the mud deep at the bottom of the river, and silently calculated "one, two, three...... in his heart

Six?

He thought to himself, a cold glint shining in his squinted eyes.

The white monsters under the water, who were born in human form but on all fours, suddenly stopped crawling towards the shore, as if they felt something strange and full of danger.

Wei Lai muttered with some distress: "It seems that my skin is not comparable to the body of Xuanshui. ”

The monsters hidden under the water could not hear Wei Lai's own words, and they hesitated to look around, and after the smell that lured them faded away, the fear of danger gradually overpowered the hunger - they retreated.

Wei Lai's eyes flowed with a faint golden light, relying on this golden light, he could see the scene at the bottom of the river really clearly.

He thought for a moment, and at that moment he slowly reached into his bosom and placed it on the chest that he had been carefully protecting.

Then he took out a gray purse from there, which looked like a dirty rag at first glance if it weren't for a red cotton thread hanging from the mouth of the purse.

He shook the gray purse towards the bottom of the river and asked to himself, "What about this?"

Wei said, then he called the purse, and the contents were shaken into his hand, it was a pile of powdery golden particles, others could not see it, but as those golden particles shook off the purse, a faint breath suddenly poured out of the gold particles.

Hiss!

The monsters at the bottom of the river who were about to retreat smelled this breath, and their mouths let out a low roar, and their bodies were stunned, and they quickly turned their heads to look at the river.

"Do you want it?" Seeing this, Wei Lai tilted his purse again, and the golden particles in it were all shaken off his palm this time.

The aura that overflowed from the golden particles became more and more intense at that moment, and the white monsters at the bottom of the river were like jackals that smelled blood, their eyes lit up with terrifying blood, their bodies arched, trembling slightly, and the depths of their throats couldn't help but let out a low roar, which was not fear, but a kind of intense excitement to the extreme.

Wei Lai shook his purse, and after making sure that it was empty, he put it away, and then slowly stood up. He faced the river, the smile on his face instantly collapsed, and the whole person was overshadowed at that time.

"Come on. He muttered.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

A series of rapid sounds sounded, and the river exploded one after another, and six white humanoid monsters suddenly jumped out of the water.

Wei Lai stared at the splash of water that was raised by the monsters, and his body still stood motionless.

It wasn't until the monsters jumped up and killed him, their cold claws pointed at his neck, that he could clearly see their hideous faces, and he could smell the fishy smell coming from them.

The golden light flowing from Wei Lai's eyes suddenly surged into his pupils, and a faint golden light flickered in his eyes.

The drizzle pouring down from the sky was suspended in the air as if time had stood still, and Wei Lai's hand slowly stretched out, passing through the dense rain curtain, shattering those distinct raindrops, and the tip of his index finger lightly touched the monster's claws.

"Annihilation. ”

He whispered, and the majesty of the emperor suddenly poured out, but then disappeared in an instant.

Golden ripples poured out from his fingertips, swaying layer by layer, and where he passed, the jade bead-like rain particles exploded and shattered, spreading into mist, and those monsters who rushed to kill in front of Wei Lai, from the outstretched claws to the arms to the entire body, also spread out with the sound waves, and the flesh and white bones were peeled off layer by layer, turning into puddles of mud in a sharp wail.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The sound wave converged, and several light sounds that were the same as before swayed on the surface of the river, and the corpses of the monsters fell into the river, blood gushing out along the ripples, and they were quickly submerged in the turbulent river.

All is calm.

The rain was still falling, and the river was still flowing, as if everything that had happened a few breaths ago was just an absurd dream.

The momentum around the young man's body was restricted, and his face turned slightly pale. He looked down at his hand holding the golden powder, which had somehow turned into gray-white powder.

He sighed, turned his head to look at the temple that was still faintly lit with candles in the distance, and muttered, "I have to run again." ”

......

When he returned to Lu Mansion, Lu Yan'er had not yet returned.

There was silence in the courtyard of the Lu Mansion, only the candle was lit in the main room, and a man sat there flipping through a book by the candlelight. That is the magistrate of Wupan City, and it is also Lu Yan'er's father, Lu Guanshan.

Wei Lai frowned, he didn't seem to want Lu Guanshan to notice his return. For this reason, he deliberately lowered his body, lightened his steps, and wanted to quietly pass through the door of the main house and return to his side room.

"I'm soaking wet and going to sleep, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

But God did not fulfill people's wishes, and when he passed by the door of the main house, the man sitting in the room closed the book, stood up, took a towel that had been prepared from the side, and handed it to Wei Lai.

"Thank you. Wei Lai stopped and took the towel, but the response in his mouth was somewhat cold.

The magistrate, who was over forty years old, had gray hair on his temples, and had some fishtails in the corners of his eyes, did not feel half annoyed because of the boy's attitude, and he patiently watched the boy wipe the water stains on his body with a towel, neither urging nor asking. It wasn't until the boy finished all this that Lu Guanshan said earnestly: "Your evil sect is already walking on thin ice, and the sword is on the wrong side, before it is completed, the possibility of using that snake to know it once is one point greater." You have to be careful. Besides......"

Speaking of this, Lu Guanshan paused slightly, as if he hesitated, but still said after a few breaths: "Yan'er has already pushed open the first divine gate, those water ghosts who don't enter the stream ......"

Wei Lai glanced up at the elder who intended to show friendship with him, he knew that he couldn't hide everything from him today, and he also knew what the man wanted to say, and he knew that this man was the only person in the entire Wupan City, or the whole world, who really cared about him. But he still interrupted the man's words by magic.

"I know my own business. ”

He looked directly at the other party, and faintly hoped in his heart that Lu Guanshan would feel a little unhappy because of this.

It's just that Wei Lai was disappointed that Lu Guanshan's face was as usual, and there was even an almost indulgent tolerance in his eyes.

This made Wei Lai a little discouraged, he knew that his clumsy tricks would not be able to touch this man who had been up and down in the officialdom of the Great Yan Dynasty for more than 20 years, so the "qi" in his heart was mostly removed at that moment. He sighed and muttered a little old-fashioned: "It's you who should be careful, I heard that the superintendent sent by the imperial court is already on his way." ”

But Wei Lai's news that he thought was bad news was also like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into the sea in a man's place, and he couldn't stir up the slightest wind and waves.

Lu Guanshan just raised his eyebrows and quipped: "You are very well-informed." ”

Wei Lai rolled his eyes angrily, not thinking of teasing the other party. He secretly thought: This imperial court's will to promote the position of Zhaoxing Zhengshen of Wupan Dragon King to Zhaoyue Zhengshen has been delivered two months ago, and none of the towns along the Wupan River is not in Haosheng to repair the temple that Zhaoyue Zhengshen should have, but this Wupan City has not moved for a long time. The court of the Great Yan Dynasty is not an ornament, how can it be brought by you, the magistrate of the county? How can such news be regarded as a secret?

Thinking of the anger that had just been discharged in Wei Lai's heart, he was puzzled and a little annoyed and asked, "What's the use of you doing this? ”

Lu Guanshan didn't answer Wei Lai's question, but just asked rhetorically: "So in your opinion, what your father did back then was also wrong?"

Whether these words have solved Wei Lai's confusion will not be expressed for the time being, but they undoubtedly poke at the sore spot in Wei Lai's heart.

The look on the boy's face froze for a moment at that moment, but it recovered the next moment, and he was not willing to delve further into this topic, so he changed the whole topic a little stiffly: "What about Miss? You have to think about her after all." ”

"Isn't there still the Boundless Academy, the imperial court won't be the enemy of the Boundless Academy for a girl, right?" The man had obviously already thought of a way out, and he answered Wei Lai's questions fluently.

Although the Wuya Academy and the Yunlai Academy in Wupan City are both called academies, there is a difference between the two, the former is a Confucian and Taoist holy land that even a behemoth like the Great Yan Dynasty under the jurisdiction of the four states does not dare to offend, while the latter is just a school hall that teaches people to read and write in a small realm.

Although Wei Lai hadn't walked out of Wupan City for six years, he had heard his parents talk about these things when he was young, and he also understood what kind of place Boundless Academy was. But out of a certain psychology that he couldn't say himself, he still tried his best to find the loophole in Lu Guanshan's words: "How do you know that Wuya Academy is willing to annoy the Yan Imperial Court for an ordinary disciple?"

The man narrowed his eyes and spit out two words from his mouth: "Zhao family." ”

Just like mentioning the Lu family, the first thing that the people in Wupan City thought of was Lu Guanshan, the county governor, and when it came to the Zhao family, the first thing the people thought of was the owner of Yunlai Academy, the dean Zhao Gongbai, and his equally outstanding son Zhao Tianyan.

Wei Lai was not exempt from vulgarity, he thought of the Zhao family that everyone would think of, but because he knew more than others, while thinking of the Zhao family, the look on Wei Lai's face also darkened.

He was silent for a while, then nodded sullenly and replied, "It's okay." ”

......

Although Lu Guanshan is the magistrate of Wupan City, there are not many servants in the house, and he has been dismissed a little in recent days - of course, the cost of this dismissal Lu Guanshan has not been ambiguous.

Lu Yan'er was not there, and the mansion was even more deserted, and after that conversation ended without a hitch, Wei Lai retired under the pretext of retiring and returned to his residence in the Lu Mansion alone.

It was a one-size-square hut with a wooden bed on the inside, a wooden shelf for clothes and a washbasin on the outside, and all that was left of the room was a bronze mirror in the corner.

Wei Lai walked into the room, turned his head and locked the door at the first moment, and then checked again to see if the windows were closed, and after making sure that no one else could break in, the boy's tense nerves eased.

He exhaled a puff of air, took a candlestick, lit it with a fire breaker, and laid it on the edge of the bed, then took clean water and scrubbed the bronze mirror. Then he took out the gray purse, which should have been empty, opened it, and shook out the amount of golden powder from the little fingernail from it again.

Wei Lai glanced at the thing with heavy eyes, then groped under the bed for a while, and after a few breaths, took out a dagger and a white towel.

After doing this, Wei Lai took a deep breath, put the white towel into his mouth, and bit it hard, while the dagger heated on the candlestick until the blade was faintly reddened, and he did not remove it. Then he took off his shirt again, and groped his back with his backhand in a strange position, and the other hand holding the dagger stabbed down in the position that the hand had determined on his back.

Multiply......

Zizizi......

......

The hot blade pierced into the skin and made a fiery snort, and Wei Lai's forehead suddenly appeared with dense sweat stains, but his gaze also became extremely fierce at that time, almost like the usual stupid appearance.

The dagger that cut through the skin did not stop there, Wei Lai took a few breaths, his face sank again, and the dagger slashed again along the established trajectory on the skin, and only stopped after tearing it for a distance.

Wei Lai's exhalation on the tip of his nose became heavier and heavier, and the dagger was thrown to the ground by him, and the severe pain made his body tremble, but he still gritted his teeth, twisted the golden powder on the edge of the bed with his hand, and carefully sprinkled it into the freshly cut wound on his back.

There was a strange power in the golden powder, and after it fell into the flesh, Wei Lai's wound made a "zizi" sound again, and Wei Lai's body also shook under such severe pain, and he had to rely on the edge of the bed to stabilize his body in front of him.

I don't know how long it took for Wei Lai to gradually recover from such inhuman pain.

Wei Lai sat up straight, still having some difficulty breathing, but he didn't rush to clean up the messy room, but picked up the bronze mirror and pointed it at his naked back. His gaze looked at the bronze mirror with some expectation, like a blacksmith looking at a sword about to be molded, and like a painter looking at a long scroll of mountains and rivers that was being finished.

In the bronze mirror, it was Wei Lai's somewhat thin back that was reflected.

On his somewhat pale skin, golden furrows criss-crossed, scars that had been cut and healed,

And it was these scars that outlined on his back a strange beast with a head like a cow, horns like a deer, eyes like a shrimp, ears like an elephant, neck like a snake, belly like a snake, scales like a fish, claws like a phoenix, palms like a tiger, eighty-one scales on his back, beard next to his mouth, pearls under his chin, and reverse scales under his throat.

This is clearly a piece of scale armor and the final finishing touch......

Dragon!