Torches flew high, dragging their light like meteors in the night sky.

When the torch landed, everyone expected to return, and as soon as it was dipped in oil, the flames jumped up unscrupulously and quickly.

"There's someone in there!" The old man's eyes widened in disbelief and he shouted tremblingly.

The young tree disciple sneered disapprenously, "Old thing, who are you fooling!" Now besides you, who else is in the Dragon Temple! There was laughter in the fire.

The old man looked at the fire and slapped his thigh angrily and urgently. "Burned to death...... You guys...... You guys! ”

"You're killing, you're killing!"

When everyone saw the tears of the old man's shouting, they were a little frightened and looked at each other.

The young tree disciple was anxious, "Old immortal! What nonsense are you talking about! Then he raised his leg and stomped on the old man, and the old man fell to the ground, hit his head on the stone, and passed out on the spot.

As the fire grew, the tree disciples left satisfied.

The Dragon Temple, which had fallen into disrepair for a long time, was ravaged by flames all night, and the sky gradually cleared up, and the sun shone on the earth again.

Lang Kite indulged in a dark sweet sleep for a long time, until she suddenly felt suffocated.

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was Qianxian who held her little paw to block her nostrils.

“！” Lang Kite slapped it away, and was immediately startled by the scene in front of him.

Where's the Dragon Temple?!

Lang Kite looked around in horror, surrounded by ashes, and above was the sky. "On fire?"

Qianxian pushed the small box in front of Lang Kite, "Fortunately, this one is fine." ”

Mother's Relic! Lang Kite picked up the small box and asked it in surprise, "Aren't you asleep?" How do you know that Hongu is looking for this! ”

It thrust its paws and raised its little head proudly, "I heard it vaguely, and I'll go and get you enough when I wake up." ”

"That's good." Lang Kite silently shook its head and hurriedly opened the box.

I saw a ball of meat lying quietly in the box.

This is......

Lang Kite's mind suddenly flashed to the hanging scroll in the slum lady's house and in the black doctor's hall, and the strange tree bears such fruit.

Qianxian sniffed at the box, frowning, "This thing has been left for too long, and I can't smell anything." ”

Lang Kite closed the box and put it in his arms, full of doubts.

Why did the queen mother give her this thing, was she hinting at something?

Could it be that the death of the queen mother has something to do with this thing?

And also...... Lang Kite looked around, the fire burned the Dragon Temple to ashes, why didn't she have anything to do?

What's even more strange is that she is now sober-minded and completely cured.

"It's weird." Lang Kite reached out for Qianxian to climb onto her hand, lifted it up and asked, "Where were you when the fire caught fire?" ”

Qianxian scratched his head, "When the old man woke up, the Dragon Temple was already like this." ”

"You just said that you reached the box, if the Dragon Temple has been burned to ashes, where did you reach the box?" Lang Kite's eyes narrowed and asked suspiciously.

It blinked its eyes and pursed its lips for a moment, "That's what the old man said?" The old man doesn't remember. ”

"You little thing! Let's not tell the truth! Lang Kite pinched Qianxian's neck.

"Ahem, ahem...... Murder of your own husband! ”

"What did you say!" Lang Kite heard harder.

At this time, a low cry was heard not far away.

Lang Kite put down her envy and followed the sound, only to see the old man who sat on the ground last night and cried bitterly, with the medicine he bought for her scattered around him.

Lang Kite's heart was sour, and she hurriedly helped the old man up, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I saw a black footprint on the old man's chest, and overnight, his hair became grayer.

The old man's weeping and swollen eyes slowly saw the Lang Kite in front of him, and said in disbelief: "Young man! You're not dead! ”

The old man looked Lang Kite up and down, and there was a light in his eyes, "You have been in the Dragon Temple last night?" ”

Lang Kite nodded at a loss, "yes, so I also think it's strange, grandpa, what happened last night?" ”

"Those tree disciples surrounded the Dragon Temple and set fire to the Dragon Temple! You were unscathed! The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he raised his hands violently, "Oh my God! The real dragon is here! It's all blessed by the real dragon! ”

Lang Kite didn't know what to say, but saw the old man kneel down straight to the ashes of the Dragon Temple, "True Dragon bless......"

Lang Kite hurried to help, but Qianxian shook his head at her, and Lang Kite hesitated.

The dragon is as important to this old man as his life, and now he feels that it is the real dragon in the world, so let him be happy, how many times can people have such happy moments in their lives?

Lang Kite knelt beside the old man and kowtowed to the ashes of the Dragon Temple.

"Thank you Zhenlong for saving your life." When she said this, Lang Yuan also muttered a little in her heart, this unknown illness that has not improved in vain, no matter how much it burns, it can't burn the fire on her body, as if there is really something in the dark that is blessing her.

Qianxian quietly watched the two of them kneel and thank them, looking at the ruins with a distant gaze......

"Grandpa, I'll take you home."

After worshipping the burned dragon temple, Lang Kite helped the old man to walk slowly.

The old man's strength also seems to have been used up after worshipping the Dragon Temple, and he has been working hard for days and days, relying on a breath of energy, and now that the Dragon Temple is gone, the gas is discharged, and the old man looks a little listless.

The old man patted Lang Kite's hand, "You're a good boy." ”

"It's just ......" the old man's gaze fell on Lang Kite's thin white hand, "You haven't worked weekdays, have you?" ”

Lang Kite hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then heard the old man say, "The male baby should be like a male baby, like a fresh meat, not a female baby." ”

The corners of Lang Kite's mouth twitched, "You're right, you're right." ”

Lang Kite helped the old man, and the old man walked all the way, all the way, and after a while, they came to the street where the old man's house was located.

There is a stone archway standing at the entrance of the street, the flying dragon is carved on it, the dragon flying phoenix dance in the middle is written three big characters, Xianglong Street, the building inside is also carved with flying dragons, there are dragon totems everywhere.

Strangely, the people on this street are sitting in the middle of the road with small benches.

"Grandpa, they are ......"

When the people saw that the old man had returned, they all stood up.

The old man said to everyone: "The Dragon Temple has been destroyed, and the survival of Xianglong Street depends on you......"

There was a sigh in the crowd, and some people even wiped their tears.

The old man walked into Xianglong Street with Lang Kite and said to Lang Kite, "Xianglong Street used to be the most devout dragon disciples who lived on the dragon, and the people were prosperous. Unfortunately, in recent years, there have been many people who have been poisoned by tree disciples, and there are fewer and fewer people living here. ”

"The tree disciples petitioned the prefect to demolish our Xianglong Street and rebuild Shenshu Street in the near future."

Lang Yuan frowned, "The prefect agreed?" ”

The old man sighed and nodded, looking helplessly at the dragon totem hanging under the eaves.

"The imperial court promised us some demolition money to move out of Xianglong Street on a certain day."

"It's too much!" Qianxian stood on Lang Kite's shoulder and said angrily.

The old man was startled, "Who's talking!" ”

Then, the old man pointed at Qianxian tremblingly, and spoke incoherently in surprise.

"The old man knows, it is the legendary ......"

Qianxian and Lang Kite held their breath at the same time, staring intently at the old man's mouth that was opening more and more round......

"None! Shell! King! Eight! ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Qianxian fell down with a myocardial infarction.

The old man caught the fallen Qianxian, covered the door of Qianxian's head with his big hand, touched it again and again, and enjoyed the excellent touch.

Qianxian gritted his teeth and insisted, clenching his two small fists.

At this time, a young man ran past in a hurry, and the old man saw it and asked, "Ergou!" Why are you in a hurry! ”

Ergou was so angry that his face was flushed, "Grandpa Lin! My mother listened to the nonsense of the miracle doctor outside, sold the shop at home, and used it to buy meat and fruits! ”

As soon as Lang Kite heard the meat and fruit, he immediately cheered up.

The old man was startled, "Oops! That's okay, go chase your mother! ”

"Okay, you go back and rest!"

The young man ran away as soon as he slipped away, and Lang Kite hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what is the flesh and fruit he said?" ”