Corlengkou, a small village nestled in the foothills of the northern foothills of the Fuhe Mountains of the Nujiang River. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info This is a typical mountain village, poor and backward, so far there is no electricity, very closed, mountain democracy has to rely on the mountain to cultivate terraces and grow food to barely make a living.

In the afternoon, Xiong Baicang, a 49-year-old villager in Walenkou, took his son Xiong Chunyuan, his buddies Qiao Laishun, Xie Qi and others out of the river to fish in a simple wooden boat.

The weather was very cold, and at this time of year, the fields were fine, a total of three boats, seven or eight people, braving the bitter cold to fish, just to feed their families.

When the boat reached a corner in Fuhe Mountain, Xiong Chunyuan suddenly found that there were a large number of people outside the village of Zhou's family, and the number of people was three or four times more than that of the whole village.

"Abba, what are they doing? Why are so many people watching?" Xiong Chunyuan lay on the bow of the boat, looking curiously at the bustling crowd.

Xiong Baicang was also a little puzzled, he discussed with his buddy, docked the boat, and met an acquaintance, and hurriedly asked: "Brother, what's wrong?

The man came over, looked around with a nervous face, and said in a low voice: "It's terrible, the golden dragon in the sky has fallen into the mountain." ”

As soon as they heard the news, the expressions of the people on the boat were very shocked, and Xiong Baicang hurriedly greeted and said: "This is a rare thing, let's go, it's not bad if you don't go online for a while." Let's take a look. ”

The news in the village was closed, and they had never heard of the appearance of the golden dragon outside. When they heard that the dragon in the sky had fallen, everyone was so excited that they jumped off the boat.

The place of the incident was twenty or thirty miles away from the river, and these people, driven by curiosity, did not feel far at all, and trotted all the way to see it.

The nameless valley in the southernmost part of Fuhe Mountain, when I saw that scene, I was stunned by the 'old osprey' like Xiong Baicang, good guy, the valley that was not too wide was now turned into an impact crater with a diameter of more than ten miles, with a depth of at least more than 100 meters. But I saw a giant creature with a golden body, quietly crawling at the bottom of the pit.

At this time, there were at least three or four hundred people in the pit, bustling and crowded. Xiong Baicang squeezed into the crowd and took a look, and couldn't help but gasp.

The serpentine was nearly thirty meters long, with a head four or five times larger than a calf's head, slightly square, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and without horns on its head. The face was similar to the dragon depicted in the painting, with seven or eight golden dragon whiskers, thick and hard, hanging on the ground.

The mouth resembles the mouth of a catfish, flat and wide, a meter long, tightly closed, and no teeth or tongue can be seen. It had claws the size of four excavator buckets, stuck in the dirt, and it couldn't tell how many toes it had. A long furrow had been plowed out of the place where he was lying underneath, and it was impossible to see what the footprints looked like.

The front half of its body was very thick, covered with golden dragon scales, and since it was lying on the ground, it could be seen that it was several times thicker than the largest water urn, and it was estimated to be more than 2 meters in diameter. The part behind the hind legs is the tail, which is about the same as that of a carp, thinner than its predecessor, but very long, eight or nine meters long.

The whole image resembles a giant four-legged snake, with golden scales all over it, similar in shape to carp scales, each piece the size of a shield, and the mane on its back is fiery red, like a burning flame. The gold on the belly is slightly duller, and the scales are fresher and smaller than the scales on the back.

It looks like a legendary dragon.

Xiong Chunyuan was surprised: "Abba, isn't this dragon the master of the water? Why, you see, the scales on its body are dry, like dried fish embryos." ”

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

A cold sweat broke out on Xiong Baicang's head, and he was so close to the dragon, even if it was lying on the ground silently, it still carried a powerful coercion.

There were more and more people who came to watch, and almost all the people from several villages such as Song Jiakanzi, Wa House, and Tanuki Wozi came, pointing around this golden dragon, even the oldest old man couldn't say why.

However, there is a capable person in the Song family, named Song Qing, who works in other places all the year round, and his knowledge is higher. He circled around the golden dragon several times, pulled a few acquaintances together and discussed for a while, before finding a high place and shouting loudly: "Fellow villagers, this is the divine dragon in the sky, the ancestor in the water." I have an idea, let's see, see if it works. ”

"Alright, alright. You say. ”

"Good. Song Qing cleared his throat and shouted: "This is the ancestor in the water, I heard people outside that the ancestor is fighting floods and droughts, and has saved many people, that is a good dragon king." We can't let it just sit here and bask in the sun. I think so, everyone who is close, has grass fences, reed mats or something, hurry up and move over, let's build a pergola here for his old man's house. Maybe he's just taking a nap. ”

The villages on the edge of the Nu River, in addition to relying on terraced fields, live on the Nu River. This dragon is the ancestor of the water, equal to their ancestor.

As soon as this call was put forward, it was immediately responded to by everyone. These simple people have gone home one after another and contributed all the reeds, mats, and grass stalks at home.

Three or four hundred people got started, and soon set up a pergola of more than 40 meters and covered the golden dragon inside.

After setting up the pergola, the common people summed up again, and the ancestors were dry, obviously lacking water. So he mobilized again, carrying a basin and a bucket from home, and began to pour water on the dragon king.

Strange to say, as soon as the water touches the dragon scales, it immediately seeps into them. The mountain road is difficult to walk, and these ordinary people have been busy for a while, but it is only a drop in the bucket.

Some people proposed to carry the dragon king to the Nu River, but more than 300 people had enough strength to shake it, as if it were nailed to the ground, and the dragon was like dead, and did not move from beginning to end.

"Abba, this dragon ......"

Xiong Chunyuan didn't finish speaking, and his head was bursting, and he grinned in pain.

"Shhhh To be called the ancestor. Xiong Baicang also responded to the call and removed all the reed mats in the cabin and built a pergola.

"Oh, this old ancestor, what's wrong with it? I don't look angry anymore......"

With a bang, there was another explosion on his head, Xiong Baicang glared at him and scolded: "You rabbit cub, what kind of master is his old man, he can't die even if we die." You talk nonsense again, and pull out your tongue. ”

Xiong Chunyun cried and didn't dare to speak again. When he was listless, his eyes glanced at the sky, and suddenly shouted, "Abba, look, there is a fairy daughter in the sky." ”

"What immortal...... What a fairy daughter!"

Xiong Baicang subconsciously raised his head and was instantly stunned. I saw that on the top of Fuhe Mountain, an auspicious cloud floated up, and there were two peerless beauties standing on it. (To be continued.) )