The dragon soars, arrogant of all things, driving the wind and clouds, chasing the sun and the moon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When Ju Yanchen rode the fire dragon, all he thought about was this. Like everyone who experiences it for the first time, curiosity, excitement, and joy, every glance at the scenery in the process is the first sight, and every sigh is the most sincere.

On the contrary, Zhu Xuanxi's memories of the fire dragon are not good, after he released the confinement on Wang Shoucheng's body, the other party also joined Ju Yanchen's team, and he had nothing else to do. Memories are uncontrollable, warming up and melting little by little from the sealed cold world, he also resisted from the beginning, and slowly began to accept, seeing that the people around him were safe and sound, he seemed to have a little face to face Zhu Lele, at least they didn't become the next Zhu Lele.

After leaving the fire gate that year, he found the Guanwang Temple located in Nanchun Old Street according to the address given by Lele, and paid homage to the Taoist chief at that time. After learning about his intention, the Taoist chief didn't say much, but just kept him for two years. In the meantime, some Huomen monks found here, but they were all avoided by the old Taoist "hiding from the sky and crossing the sea". One night, he had a candlestick conversation with the old Taoist chief.

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"What do the good people think of these streets?"

Zhu Xuanxi couldn't guess the purpose of the old Taoist, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "The streets are prosperous, the pink walls and green tiles, the cornices are warped, and they are very beautiful." And it is lined up by the water, which is suitable for the people to live. ”

"Since you think it's good, how about you stay?" The old Taoist elder smiled in the flickering oil lamp, "The world is in troubled times, it is difficult to have a pure land, and the clansmen who the good people want to find have long been hidden. ”

Zhu Xuanxi was furious, and lost his temper because the old Taoist chief did not explain this matter and deceived himself, and immediately roared: "Stinky Taoist! Why are you deliberately procrastinating? What is the purpose? ”

"The anger on the good people has not dissipated to this day, and the poor road is powerless, and there is no room for you here, so you can go." The old Taoist man rummaged around the floating dust and sighed.

"Very good!"

Zhu Xuanxi couldn't find a reason to stay, he originally found this place because of his promise to Lele, hoping that his former clansmen could help him solve the strange phenomenon on his body, so that he could go back to take revenge. Therefore, he left the Guanwang Temple without looking back, and retreated as soon as he left the temple gate.

How is there a saying? The world is big, but there is no place for me.

In exchange for Zhu Xuanxi's body, there is no world of mine everywhere, and half-understanding is often more terrible than ignorance.

Zhu Xuanxi wandered around Nanchun Old Street all day, never leaving, and he found that he actually had nowhere to go except Huomen and here. Eventually, I returned to Guanwang Temple in the early morning of the next day.

The temple door was not closed, and his room was not touched, as if the people inside knew early in the morning that he would return.

At lunch that day, the old Taoist was full of kindness, and he was slightly embarrassed.

"Are the good people going to stay?"

"Uh-huh." He stuffed rice in his mouth, and his answer was still a little unwilling.

"Poor Dao knows that it is not the intention of good people to stay, but all laws are natural, and following the trend is the right way." The old Taoist put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Then leave it until the moment when the good man wants to leave." Then he walked back to his room.

The year was 1866, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Movement had just subsided, and Zhu Xuanxi had just turned ten years old.

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Five years later, the original hatred was gradually worn out by the turbulent situation and the peaceful days of Nanchun Old Street, so after he turned fifteen, he left Guanwang Temple again, but this time he did not rush to revenge, but with the mentality that a young man of that age would have, he wanted to go to a wider world to see.

Before leaving, the old Taoist told him where the opportunity to enter the fire gate was, and said, "The good man can seek revenge." ”

It was only at that time that he knew that he had once again been deceived by this unfathomable and inscrutable Taoist. Looking back on the past seven years, this Taoist master drank wine and ate meat, except for a serious lecture on the Tao, he always had the taste of a secular person on his body, acted upside down, slept three times a day, and even fell asleep for days and nights when he was drunk. And in addition to teaching the cultivation method of the Xuanxi Dual Elemental Gods, he didn't care about anything else, and in the end, he even solved it by himself.

However, he was also happy, mingling with the people on the street, and secretly using "special" methods to help a little, which can be regarded as ensuring the stability of the party. The habits of the city gradually became a little more infected, until he felt that the small neighborhood could no longer contain his restless heart, and he chose to leave.

The year of departure was September 13, 1871, when the "Sino-Japanese Trade Charter" was officially signed, and the Qing Empire continued to endure the beatings and did not want to forge ahead.

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Yuan Ruolan smelled a wet smell in her nose, she tried to open her eyes, and looked at the place above her head where there was light, it was the beautiful starry sky. Strangely, it seemed to be far, far away from itself, and the mountains and horizon at the edge of the sky became a sleek arc, not the same as it was remembered.

She retracted her gaze and looked ahead, and the village was gone, the grass and trees were gone, and it was pitch black in the distance. There is green, sticky juice under your feet, and when you step on it, you will make a "poof" and "poof" sound, and when you lift your legs, you can pull out a thin silk thread, like snot and something like that, which is disgusting.

She recalled what happened before and shouted into the clearing: "Ouyang Zheng! ”

Ouyang Zheng ...... Yang Tribulation...... Disaster......

The sound echoed like a hollow valley, indicating that the place where she was staying was not an open area, but a depression with a large rocky cliff. She suddenly thought of something, looked up again, and estimated the distance between herself and the sky, which seemed to be dozens of times farther away than what she had seen before, and the arc at the edge of the sky seemed to fit more with another thing - the Gu furnace.

Only then did she realize that before she lost consciousness, it was the Gu Furnace that Ouyang Zheng took her to jump into, but in her impression, the Gu Furnace was far from having such a large space, it was a place where you could see the bottom at a glance from the outside.

"Hey." Ouyang Zheng deliberately lowered his voice and his head popped out of her shoulder.

"Ahh She startled, screamed, and fled a few meters away from where the sound had originated.

The moonlight here was much darker than outside, and most of the area was completely lost in the darkness, and the visibility was only about a meter, so all she could see now was the figure of the other party, but she couldn't determine the identity of the other party.

"Ouyang Zheng?" She asked tentatively.

"It's not."

"Oh." There will not be a second person in the world who can answer like this, "It's okay to be scared to death." ”

She walked towards him, letting his outline outline be sketched and clear little by little in her brown pupils, and finally turned into a complete Ouyang Tribulation.

"Are we in the Gu Furnace?"

"I've been with me for a long time, and I'm really smart."

"Cut, is that hard to guess?" She brushed a few strands of hair that fell to her chest, "I knew we're all getting smaller." ”

"Awesome." Ouyang Zheng pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, which was extremely demagogic and powerful.

Yuan Ruolan blinked her eyelids quickly, banished his smile, and then teased, "Don't think I can't hear that you're sarcastic about me. ”

"I'm serious."

He took a step closer to her, his deep eyes shining brightly, and she was surprised to find that she was very different from herself in her purple pupils. It was a 19-year-old, teenage girl with a bright smile. Not a rookie-level soul dementor who has just entered the yin and yang realm.

Did you get that girl back? The girl I miss but can't keep. (To be continued.) )