Zhao Wuye pushed open the courtyard door, and the street was quiet. At this time in the past, the little babies were running crazy all over the street, and the happy laughter of the babies was everywhere. However, standing at the door of his house, looking from east to west, he did not see the figure of the little ones.

Did you go to school? But it's not right, it's summer vacation now, and it's not yet the day when the babies start school. Zhao Wuye frowned, suspicious in his heart. Closing his eyes, he looked at the entrance of the village, and the few old guys who gathered under the old locust tree early every day were not there.

It's strange, where did everyone go today, Zhao Wuye felt a burst of trouble in his heart. At this moment, there was a commotion at the foot of the mountain, could it be that everyone was gathered there? Hurriedly walked to the foot of the mountain with a crutch.

Passing by a small courtyard surrounded by red flowers and green trees, the courtyard of the Mo boy at this time is particularly different, quiet and elegant, and has become a scene of Gujing Village.

This kid is very concerned about these flowers and plants, and the people from the city are really different from the countrymen, Zhao Wuye thought to himself.

Walking through this green shade, the front suddenly opened up, and this depression was a vegetable garden contracted by Monon. Nowadays, it is the season when vegetables are at their most vigorous, and they are full of luxuriant fruits. Further on, there is the Temple of the Dragon King.

The golden glazed tiles loom in the dense greenery, and the pink walls stand out against the blue waves. The small square in front of the temple is full of people of all ages in Gujing Village, and from time to time there are little babies walking around in the crowd, and they can't stop for a while.

When I looked closely, my son and daughter-in-law were in the list, and the old brothers were also in the crowd. Everyone seemed to be talking about something, and the "cannon fight" looked angry, and he landed on the ground with the crutches in his hand, and there was a big fight if he didn't agree with each other.

What's going on? Zhao Wuye was puzzled in his heart, and hurriedly walked a few steps.

"Three guns, what's going on, why are you so angry, you're not too old, don't be angry."

"Fifth brother, you came just in time, you came to give a review. Grandma is a bear, this morning, Xiao Lizi received a call from the town, the mayor personally instructed, in order to invigorate the economic construction of Chishui Town, and drive the economic development of the entire Lingshui County, the county government unanimously agreed to move the people of our Gujing Village out as a whole, and make other arrangements, Guansheng Group will build a large number of buildings here and establish a tourist resort in Laoshizi. It's so deceitful. ”

Wang Sanpao's eyes were almost spewing fire.

"Didn't you say that there was a week of negotiation, why was it suddenly so urgent?" Zhao Wuye said in astonishment.

"Who knows what these monkey cubs think." The old man Wang Sanpao was holding the big tree with one hand and the crutch with the other, and he landed on the ground with a look of indignation.

"Where's the little plum?" Zhao Wuye looked around, but he didn't see the figure of Village Chief Li, as the pillar and leader of Gujing Village, how could he not appear at this time.

"Fifth master, Lao Li rushed to the town early in the morning, received a call from the mayor in the morning, explained a few words, and left in a hurry." Aunt Cui, the mother-in-law of Village Chief Li, saw that Fifth Master Zhao asked Village Chief Li, and hurriedly replied.

"Three cannons, what's the matter with you all gathered here early in the morning, so many people, noisy and shouting, didn't it disturb the purity of the Dragon Lord?"

"Fifth brother, I won't tell you, I dreamed of the Dragon King last night. His old man told me that although this was a disaster in our Gujing Village, his old man was supported by our incense, and he must not ignore it, and asked me to rest assured and not be anxious about this matter. ”

"Is there such a thing? Did you dream of the Dragon King? Zhao Wuye's eyes widened and asked in surprise.

"yes, I came home last night, lay down and fell asleep and dreamed about it." At that moment, he described the scene in his dream in detail with Zhao Wuye.

Zhao Wuye was surprised in his heart, as expected, it was exactly the same as what he saw in his dream. It must be the dream of Master Longjun.

asked the others again, and everyone said that they had also dreamed of the Dragon King, and the things they dreamed of were basically similar to Zhao Wuye and Wang Sanpao. Zhao Wuye's son Zhao Jianguo and daughter-in-law also nodded frequently.

There is a naughty little baby who is not afraid of people, and he also shouted loudly on the side: "Grandpa, grandpa, I also dreamed, I also dreamed, the dragon lord also gave me a big peach to eat, such a big one, very sweet, but delicious......" said, swallowed his saliva, and looked like he was still unsatisfied. When the adults around heard it, they were all overjoyed.

Zhao Wuye's heart suddenly changed, so it was, no wonder everyone gathered here so early, it turned out that there was still such a hidden feeling, so he was also relieved.

At that moment, Zhao Wuye, Wang Sanpao and others took everyone to take the lead in entering the main hall of the Dragon King Temple. In the main hall, the statue of the dragon monarch sat on the lotus platform, his hands were sealed, and his face was majestic, which was the same as in a dream.

Several old men knelt down in front of the idol and prayed with incense. Curling green smoke slowly swirled in the slightly dimly lit hall, changing with all kinds of strange patterns.

Looking at this somewhat familiar scene in front of him, Zhao Wuye couldn't help but be in a trance. Thinking of the miracle in the dream, the anxiety in my heart was somewhat relieved.

The people knelt before God and prayed silently. Pray that the Dragon King will bless the village through this crisis, Gujing Village has been entrenched in this place for hundreds of years, and this is the root of everyone, especially the old people like Zhao Wuye and Wang Sanpao, who have basically never left Gujing Village in their lives, and asking them to leave their homeland is tantamount to asking for their lives.

The murmuring of prayers, accompanied by curling smoke, echoed in the solemn hall. The statue of the Dragon Monarch is particularly mysterious in the misty smoke.

With the increase in the number of prayers, even the little baby outside the courtyard was forced by his parents, kneeling aside, faintly, a sigh seemed to come from nothingness, above the head of the god, as if the goddess scattered flowers, there were wisps of clear light, turned into a jade plate-sized halo hanging on the top of the god's head, sprinkling bits and pieces of glass-colored light, as if dripping water in front of the eaves, endlessly.

The whole hall seems to have suddenly turned into a jade Qionglou, faintly sandalwood fills the air, and the sound of the dragon's chant echoes from time to time, long and thick and majestic.

Several old men, as well as the villagers outside the hall, were stunned by the scene in front of them, could it be that the dream has become a reality?

Zhao Wuye's heart was pounding violently, and the excitement in his heart was difficult to suppress, this situation and this scene were so similar to his dream last night, it was really like what Long Jun said in the dream, "Heaven has feelings, and gods and ghosts have spirits."

Just as everyone was amazed in their hearts, a cloud and mist surged up from the hall, white and expansive, and it was difficult for everyone to distinguish things for a while.

Zhao Wuye was about to turn his head to look at the old man Wang Sanpao on the side, when suddenly the sky was spinning and he lost consciousness.

The early morning in Gujing Village is quiet and noisy. The early bird faces the rising sun, lets go of its gentle singing voice, and jumps happily between the branches and leaves. And that cute little squirrel, dragging its big fluffy tail, looming in the green leaves.

When the first birdsong sounds, Gujing Village recovers from its slumber, and the villagers start their busy and leisurely day again. The women get up to make breakfast, and the men either squat down in their homes to see if the crops have grown taller again, or tidy up their vegetable gardens, and swear not to stop without a single weed.

Zhao Wuye opened his eyes in the singing of birds, looked around in confusion, and was lying on his bed, presumably sleeping until dawn, and his posture before going to bed did not change. Zhao Wuye raised his hand, his fingers were intact, and there was no tooth mark.

Zhao Wuye took a long breath, it turned out that he had a dream all night, or a dream within a dream, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart......