The summer weather is changing, and the sky was clear a moment ago, but now the clouds are overhead, and the damp air is coming, accompanied by the rumbling thunder from afar.

Ah Qing sat under the jujube tree, holding a clay pot in his hand, which was a mixture of Gu Kang, preparing food for the Zhu Guan rooster, he looked at the increasingly dark sky, muttered to himself, and then hugged the Zhu Guan rooster who was wandering around blindly, threw it into the chicken coop, and put the clay pot full of Gu Kang in his hand into it.

The rain fell quickly, Ah Qing didn't take two steps, the popping raindrops had already fallen, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a bead curtain, and it was falling in a hurry, and the sky was blank for a while.

"Dada, it's raining so fast. Ah Qing ran into the house and shook the rain off his head.

"yes. My father lay beside the desk, grinding the ink, which was so black that there were some gold threads in it for some reason.

"Dada, what are you doing?" said Ah Qing, leaning over and curious.

"When the rain stops, go out with me and I'll prepare something. Father said.

"Dada, did you add gold leaf to it?" said A-Qing as he leaned closer and looked closer.

The father nodded, a gloomy flicker between his brows, and his eyes looked into the depths through the rain, not knowing what he was looking at.

Seeing that his father was no longer talking, Ah Qing pursed his lips secretly, moved a stool and sat at the door, looking at the rain curtain and listening to the sound of the rain.

Father grinded the ink, cherished a piece of rice paper from the cabinet, the paper was yellowed, smelled a faint fragrance, father took out his wolf brush, calmed down, and drew some unknown symbols on it.

Ah Qing glanced up and ignored it.

At this time, the village chief was taking Ren Shizheng, director of the China Merchants Bureau, and Hu Haibiao, a Hong Kong businessman, who was hiding in the car to avoid the rain, and the muddy road was full of pits, and no one knew how deep the pit in front of him was, and he was afraid that the car would sink into it, so the car had stopped, and it was a relatively flat place on the side of the road for a while.

The watery scenery is a little more hazy and beautiful, the surrounding trees make a rustling sound, accompanied by the rustle of Hu Haibiao's painting, Hu Haibiao is holding a wooden board in his hand, with four or five pieces of straw paper on it, at this time he is holding a pencil to draw something on it, the lines are messy, I can't see why, but if you are very familiar with the surrounding village environment, you will definitely find that Hu Haibiao is the surrounding leyline trend, and also marked a lot of points on it, one of which was also drawn a circle to mark, that point is where Zhu Han's tomb is located。

"When the rain stops, we'll go back. Hu Haibiao put away the wooden board in his hand and quietly stuffed it into his briefcase.

"Okay, how are you looking, what are you going to invest in us?" Ren Shizheng said with a smile.

"Invest in orchards, now people's lives are getting better and better, fruits will definitely make money in the future, and our resources here are also very rich." Hu Haibiao nodded, seemingly very sure.

"Yes, yes, the orchard must be possible, we have planted the orchard for hundreds of years, and there are many good planters in the village, and then we will introduce some new varieties and definitely make money." The village chief quickly agreed. "If it weren't for the lack of money in the village, we would have done it ourselves. ”

Hu Haibiao smiled and didn't speak again, thinking about where the old locust went, he glanced at it from a distance, he remembered that there was another old locust there, but now he didn't see it, could it be a mistake, he muttered in his heart.

The rain was heavy and heavy, the glass of the taxi was slamming, the sky was even darker, and everyone could feel a chill.

The sky gives the impression of a dark sky, and the misty light can only be felt from a distance.

The village chief looked out aimlessly through the glass, and suddenly, at this moment, he suddenly saw a golden light flash in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, it burrowed from the ground into the clouds, although it was only for a moment, but he still recognized that the golden light was the appearance of a dragon, with a deer antler snake body, emitting golden light.

"Golden Dragon?" the village chief shouted violently, waking up Hu Haibiao, who was pretending to sleep.

"Where?" Hu Haibiao suddenly stirred, and his eyes couldn't help but glance out.

"There, whoosh, just into the clouds?" the village chief pointed ahead.

"Are you sure?" Hu Haibiao's face was solemn.

"Sure, you can see it clearly. The village chief said.

"Not lightning?" Hu Haibiao confirmed.

"No, how can lightning have a golden ........" Before the village chief finished speaking, he was stunned to find that Hu Haibiao had hurriedly jumped into the rain curtain, and he didn't even take an umbrella and a raincoat.

"I'll go and go back, and you'll be waiting for me here. Hu Haibiao's voice came from the rain curtain, and then it became weaker and weaker, and the owner who could hear the voice had already walked away.

"This ........," the village chief said a little dazed.

"It's okay, just wait here. The taciturn driver spoke suddenly.

Ren Shizheng and the village chief nodded and stopped talking, looking at the depths of the rain curtain with some puzzlement.

A figure shuttles quickly in the rain, a few meters away from one step, on the muddy ridge, as if walking on the ground, in the blink of an eye is a hundred meters away.

The figure was surrounded by mist, and the rain evaporated as soon as it fell in, and an invisible sense of oppression emanated from time to time.

Suddenly, at this moment, the figure stopped, and the mist all over his body dissipated, revealing his face, which was Hu Haibiao.

Hu Haibiao looked at the scenery in front of him, a huge pond, covered with lotus leaves, as big as a fan, a pink lotus in the rain unwilling to bend over, swaying with the wind, in the middle of the pond there is a small island with a diameter of nearly five meters, on which some rice is planted, but at this time, all the rice has fallen to the ground, and the middle of the island has collapsed into a big pit, revealing the scenery inside.

Dense golden carp wriggled inside, each one was nearly a meter long, and from a distance, there were at least hundreds, among which there was one of the most special, estimated to be one and a half meters long, and there was a red one in the center of the eyebrows, as if it was a third eye, tilting its head, swallowing something to the rain.

Hu Haibiao's eyesight is also very amazing, in his sight, he suddenly saw that the golden carp had an invisible air flow swirling during the swallowing process, forming a sphere in mid-air, and then swallowed by the golden carp, and the rest of the golden carp did the same, but the air flow was smaller.

"Golden Dragon?" Hu Haibiao suddenly rejoiced in his heart, and reached out to take out a slender golden chain from his arms, with dense runes on it, and a burst of energy was instilled, and in an instant, the chain was like a spiritual snake, winding and circling.

"Go. Hu Haibiao snorted suddenly, and the chain instantly took off his hand and went straight to the huge golden carp.

The golden carp seemed to sense the danger, and stopped suddenly, even if it was about to drill down, but the chain was very fast, and it was too late, and the chain pierced into the golden carp's spine, and turned around, and the bundle was strong.

"Roar. The golden carp let out an inexplicable roar, a bit like a drum.

But no matter how hard it struggled, it was useless, Hu Haibiao shook it suddenly, and the golden carp fell lightly at Hu Haibiao's feet.

The rest of the golden carp seemed to be frightened, and disappeared into the water.

The golden carp seemed to feel that it had no hope of escaping, and stopped struggling as if resigned to its fate, but then saw that the vermilion on its eyebrows quickly disappeared, and the golden scales on its body instantly began to dim.

Hu Haibiao, seeing this situation, was startled, and before the gold faded, his two fingers were combined as sword fingers, and one was pierced into the head of the fish, and when the hand was retracted, there was a big golden bead with a thumb between the two fingers, and there was a mist floating in it.

"It's a pity. He was about to whisper, and then stepped into the pond, treading water, and came to the island in three or two steps.

There was not a single golden carp in the center of the island, and the plain water was only rippled by raindrops.

At the moment of the golden carp's death, the father seemed to have a sense, suddenly stopped the brush in his hand, looked into the rain curtain with both eyes, quickly pinched his fingers with one hand, and then his eyes instantly began to be solemn.

"Golden Dragon Prisoner?" Father's eyes flashed.

"A-Qing, let's go. The father reached out and grabbed the raincoat and beckoned Ah Qing to run out quickly.

Although Ah Qing was puzzled, he still followed quickly.

There was no light in the gloomy sky, and Ah Qing's father and son walked along the muddy road, one foot deep and one shallow, and if they were not careful, they would step into puddles, and the crops and saplings in the fields were suppressed very low by the rain, and some saplings were even broken.

Ah Qing withstood the rain, bent over, followed closely behind his father, and walked briskly.

"Dada, what are we going to do?" Ah Qing said loudly in the back, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was poured into a mouthful of rainwater.

"I did the math, the golden dragon has been born, hurry up and get the dragon balls. Father said loudly.

The distance was a bit far, and the father and son walked for half an hour, but they did not reach the place that the father had calculated, and at this time they had already left the village far, far away.

Fortunately, the rain is slowly weakening, and the two of them have no problem walking normally, and the surrounding roads are full of puddles in the fields, and even some fields are low-lying, and small ponds have been formed at this time, and the crops have long been invisible.

The rain slowly weakened, and finally disappeared, and the sky began to slowly brighten, until a ray of sunlight fell from the cracks in the clouds, and the air was fresh, with a faint coolness, which was very comfortable.

Ah Qing shook the mud off his trouser legs, looking at the fields that looked like they had been cleaned, green and bright.

My father stood on tiptoe and looked around, then steadied himself.

"It's around here. Father said.

Ah Qing also stood on tiptoe and looked around, and suddenly he saw a person standing in front of him.

"Dada, you see there's a guy in front. A-Qing pulled his father.

The father looked around, and then frowned.

"Let's go, go over and have a look. Father said.

The man standing in the distance also spotted Ah Qing's father and son, but he thought it was a villager and didn't care, but he soon found that the two of them were coming towards him, and he couldn't help but smile softly on his face.

Far away, my father saw a huge dead golden-gray carp on the ridge where the man was, and his heart tightened.

When he got closer, his father saw a big hole in the head of the fish at a glance, and his heart was shocked, and he said: It's not good, I have met a master, and the dragon ball has been taken away.

Hu Haibiao glanced at Ah Qing's father at the golden carp, and he already knew it in his heart, and he met someone who knew how to do it, but seeing that the two of them had no force, a sinister smile couldn't help but appear on their faces, and fierceness flashed in their hearts, and the chains in their hands were slowly injected with energy.