Chapter 143: Dragon King Treasure?

I saw the delicate little jade dragon bow slightly, and a small point of light shot into the old Japanese's mind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info After a few moments, the man's eyes opened, his face swollen purple, and his mouth still screamed in pain, as if he was in extreme pain.

Gradually, the whole face seemed to be painfully deformed.

Fortunately, the whole process did not last long, and after more than ten minutes, a small point of light floated back to the jade dragon from the Japanese head.

The voice of the dragon soul sounded again, and said: "They are here to find treasure, during World War II, they killed a cultivator, and from the mouth of the cultivator, they learned that this is the location of the Ancient Dragon Palace, and there are a lot of treasures stored here.

It's a pity that at that time, the Sino-Japanese war was in full swing, and this place was the location of the old nest of the Sichuan army, and their Japanese ninjas and onmyoji could not break through the defense line of the war and go deep into such a large rear.

After that, Japan was defeated, and China was once again closed to the rest of the country, and they never found a suitable opportunity to come here again. It wasn't until the early nineties that it was possible to enter Sanchuan.

However, the Sanchuan Plain is so vast that they only knew the general location on the map at the beginning, and did not know the specific address, so they have been searching everywhere in Sanchuan for more than ten years.

This time, it was the deity who appeared in the world and gave them the direction to come here. ”

After the dragon soul finished speaking, Mao Yue and Zheng Si looked at each other, and the two of them couldn't imagine that the truth of the facts was actually like this. Thinking of the gasoline that my grandfather said and the legendary treasure of the Dragon King, the difference is too great.

Looking at the Japanese still lying on the ground, Mao Yue asked, "Is he dead?" ”

The dragon soul replied: "No, soul searching will only damage his soul, however, there will be no damage to his body. ”

"Isn't that a vegetative state? What about the other one? Do you search for souls too? Mao Yue hesitated.

Zheng Si's eyes rolled and said, "I have an idea, why don't we let him go!" ”

"Let him go?" Mao Yue looked at the empty glass cabinet, thought for a moment, and then nodded and said okay.

After a while, Mao Yue hugged Zheng Si and walked towards the road with the jade-shaped dragon.

And at the top of the main hall of the Dragon King Palace, there was an extra piece of ice that was melting, ticking, and after the ice melted, the water droplets happened to drip onto the face of the younger Japanese.

Tick, tick, tick......

After a few drops in a row, the man woke up slowly, looked at the distorted face of the elderly Japanese beside him, and shouted, but unfortunately, no matter how loud and sad his voice was, he could not wake the man.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, the young man carried the old Japanese man on his back with all his strength in the direction of the steps, and at the end of the steps, on the country road, there was a car driven by the two of them.

Unfortunately, before he could get there, he saw the light of a flashlight in the mountains and forests not far away, shining in this direction. It is the temple that rushed to the Shiniu Temple early in the morning, ready to open the door early, to welcome the pilgrims who came to worship the Buddha and burn incense in the new year.

The young Japanese's eyes flashed with a hint of the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, and he abandoned the old Japanese in the same place, and ran towards the bottom of the steps as fast as he could.

A moment later, the Japanese car parked there floated away.

Miao Zhu looked at the high-speed car from a distance, and was still a little curious, who drove on the road so early on the first day of the new year.

But when he walked to the front of the temple, looking at the wide-open temple door and the middle-aged man who fell on the steps, he suddenly had a bad premonition, and he rushed to the Dragon King Hall quickly.

That speed is faster than the 100-meter dash of the flying man Bolt. Unfortunately, even if Miaozhu has a speed beyond the limits of humans, it can't change the fact that the dragon fossil has been lost.

On Shiniu Mountain on the first day of the Lunar New Year, a poignant male voice resounded through the four fields, with only three words: "Catch the thief!" ”

At this time, Mao Yue, holding Zheng Si and the dragon soul on her shoulder, had already arrived home.

Taking off her dew-stained coat, she rolled straight into the covers. Zheng Si also shrank in.

And the dragon soul was still standing on the shoulders of the coat, and Mao Yue only remembered to ask it at this time: "Senior, are you a man or a woman?" What do you call it? ”

The dragon soul replied proudly: "The deity Ao Qing, female!" ”

"Hello Ao Qing! Excuse me, is the treasure of the Dragon King's Palace real or fake? Does it really exist? Mao Yue asked curiously.

Ao Qing shook his head: "It's not here, otherwise, how could the deity be suppressed in the Dragon King's Palace?" ”

Mao Yue continued to ask curiously: "Then where is this?" Do you remember? ”

"Burial Dragon Pool!" Ao Qing replied in a low voice, with endless sadness and pain in his voice.

Only then did Mao Yue remember that the dragon soul in front of him was just a wisp of remnant soul before his death, and its deity had already been dead for tens of thousands of years.

I didn't want to ask again, I wanted to say some comforting words, but it seemed that all words were so pale and weak, so I had to close my eyes and start sleeping.

As a first-rank monk, she should have stopped sleeping. However, human inertia is powerful. Every day, Mao Yue is still used to sleeping for a while, and after waking up, she will feel that life is so beautiful.

The dragon soul heard the girl's gradually smooth breathing, and looked at the face that was sleeping so peacefully and quietly. There is also the little kitten, who also has a small belly at this time, which is very rhythmic.

Its heart gradually quieted down, and it slowly fell asleep.

It's a pity that such a happy sleep time is not destined to last long on this morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

At six o'clock, the whole small mountain village wants to go off with firecrackers. After this one is released, that one is released, far or near, everyone slowly wakes up.

Grandpa also set off a long, long string of firecrackers in the yard of Mao Yue's house, and Mao Yue covered his ears with a quilt and wanted to continue sleeping. It's a pity that no matter how thick the quilt is, it can't stop the deafening sound of firecrackers.

It was the first time for Zheng Si to see such a battle, and when the firecrackers in his yard began to go off, he ran to the door and stared wide-eyed.

And other people's kittens and dogs have long been frightened by the sound of firecrackers and dare not move, so it looks full of sex in a small vest, and sneaks in, wanting to get the lighter in the hands of grandpa.

"Kitten, go away, I'll blow you up! This is no joke! Grandpa dodged Zheng Si's cat's paw and reprimanded.

Seeing this, Mao Yue had no choice but to get up and hug Zheng Si away. She was still sleepy-eyed, but Zheng Si's voice kept recalling in her mind, and said, "Yueyue, I want to play this, I want to play this!" ”

Mao Yue drooped her eyelids and comforted absentmindedly: "Good, Zheng sigh!" Later, I'll take you to the street to buy a scrub gun, louder than this, so that you can have enough. (To be continued.) )