Chapter 17: The Lost Dragon

After ending the secret conversation with the Qingyang Daoist, Guo Jia took Zhou Kui to the warehouse of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"Senior Brother Zhou, go pick a worthy magic weapon." Guo Jia pushed open the door of the warehouse and said with a calm face.

Walking into the warehouse, Zhou Kui saw all kinds of magic weapons placed inside, and couldn't help but secretly admire: "Is this the inventory of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" It's really a big deal!

Zhou Kui walked around the warehouse, feeling extremely entangled, unable to pick out his favorite magic weapon for a long time.

"Although the peach wood sword has a miraculous effect on dealing with evil spirits, it is easy to break, and the copper coin sword is the same, and both magic weapons are not suitable for actual combat." Zhou Kui thought in his heart.

Guo Jia leaned against the door, saw Zhou Kui's tangled expression, and hurriedly reminded: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you see the magic sword with a jade pendant on the wall on the right?" ā€

Zhou Kui walked to the wall, reached out and took down the sword that Guo Jia said, he held the hilt of the sword, and gently pulled the blade out of the scabbard, and in an instant, a cold cold light illuminated his cheeks.

Guo Jia walked towards Zhou Kui and introduced in a calm tone: "This sword is called 'Chopping Sword', according to legend, it is a rare sword used by a Taoist master in the Ming Dynasty when he killed the snake demon. ā€

"Can I use this sword?" Zhou Kui asked lovingly.

Guo Jia nodded affirmatively, and said to Zhou Kui: "This sword is very suitable for newcomers like you with a weak spell foundation, even if you don't know how to attack, the powerful passive enemy mode of the Slashing Sword is enough to make many evil people retreat." ā€

"Oh, passive mode? Sounds amazing! "Zhou Kui decided to choose this sword.

He put the sword back into its scabbard, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Senior brother, thank you for your guidance, let me harvest such a good magic weapon!" ā€

Guo Jia raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly: "In the warehouse of our Heavenly Master's Mansion, there are more magic weapons that are more powerful than the Sword of Soul Slashing, but with your current Dao, let alone using it, it takes a lot of effort to pick it up." The Sword of Soul is a tailor-made magic weapon for you, you have to take good care of it! ā€

Zhou Kui nodded happily and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely cherish the Sword of Soul!" ā€

After dinner, the two returned to their respective rooms to make final preparations for leaving for Broken Dragon Village tomorrow.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhou for getting the sword, you have only been here for less than half a month to get such a good magic weapon, congratulations!" The white rat spirit rubbed the scabbard of the sword with his hand, and said with admiration,

Zhou Kui let out a soft "um" and continued to do the work in hand.

"Yellow symbols, ink threads, red strings, copper coins, cinnabar, glutinous rice...... In addition to these common utensils, I also had to prepare drinking water and dry food. Zhou Kui said in fragments.

It took a night, and Zhou Kui finally packed up the things he was going to bring with him when he set off tomorrow, and everything was ready, only the east wind was owed.

......

At dawn the next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhou Kui hurriedly washed his face, and then woke up the white rat spirit, who reluctantly got into Zhou Kui's robe, and whispered: "Get up so early to rush to reincarnation?" ā€

Zhou Kui ignored the white rat spirit, he picked up the sword and hurriedly walked out of the room.

"Senior Brother Zhou, let's go!"

Guo Jia had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, carrying a gray cloth bag on his body and a magic weapon seven-star sword hanging on his back.

Zhou Kui walked towards Guo Jia, shook the sword in his hand, and said with some trouble: "Senior brother, where do you think I should put the sword?" ā€

"I'll help you!"

Without saying a word, Guo Jia walked around behind Zhou Kui, he took the sword from Zhou Kui's hand, and tied the sword to Zhou Kui's back with a strong rope.

"It's a rope made of a particularly hard material that can only be cut with a sharp knife like clay."

Zhou Kui glanced back at the rope tied to the sword and felt very relieved.

......

When the sun slowly rose over the eastern horizon, Guo Jia and Senior Brother Zhou Kui had already embarked on the journey to Broken Dragon Village.

They followed the route navigated by their mobile phones, passed through the Meridian Valley, walked through the black bamboo forest, and finally walked along a cramped mountain road for several hours in twists and turns, and finally came to the Broken Dragon Mountain Savage Valley.

"It's not the same route I took the last time I came." Zhou Kui looked at the satellite map presented on the mobile phone screen and said with a puzzled expression.

Guo Jia pointed to the map and explained to Zhou Kui: "Broken Dragon Village is located at the highest point of the Savage Valley, and the Savage Valley is located at the junction of Broken Dragon Mountain and Lingyun Mountain. The road you took last time was to Broken Dragon Mountain, and the road we took today is to go to Savage Valley, and the two roads are at least ten kilometers apart. ā€

"I see!" Zhou Kui suddenly realized.

The two cautiously walked into the Savage Valley, at this time the sky was bright, the scorching sun was baking the earth, and within a few minutes of walking, Guo Jia and Zhou Kui's bodies were wet with sweat.

"The terrain of the Savage Valley is relatively closed, there is almost no wind and no rain all year round, and the climate is very dry and hot, and the foehn effect is especially severe here."

Guo Jia stopped, took a breath, and kept reaching out to wipe the sweat from his face.

Zhou Kui sat on a hot slate, grinning in pain.

"It's so hot in this place, I—I feel like I'm getting heat stroke!" Zhou Kui opened the yellow cloth bag, took out a kettle, and poured a few mouthfuls into his stomach.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's hurry as soon as possible, and strive to get to Broken Dragon Village at noon."

Zhou Kui put the kettle back into the yellow cloth bag and asked with a puzzled expression: "Why did you choose this time to rush to Broken Dragon Village, is there anything important?" ā€

Guo Jia's face sank, and he said in a serious tone: "At noon, it is an important node in the day when yin and yang alternate, at this time, yin is prosperous and yang is declining, and those evil cults who have cultivated to a high level are very likely to take the opportunity to emerge and make waves. ā€

After hearing this, Zhou Kui couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, and he vaguely noticed that in the darkness of the valley, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them.

Under the scorching sun, Guo Jia and Zhou Kui climbed the dangerous cliff with their bare hands, and with great effort, the two finally climbed to the highest point of the Savage Valley.

"The village in front of us that sits on a hill is the destination of our trip, Broken Dragon Village!" Guo Jia pointed to the small mountain village with smoke curling in the distance, and said in a low voice.

Although Zhou Kui didn't know how to identify evil spells, based on his own intuition alone, the moment he saw Broken Dragon Village, he knew that this place was very dangerous.

The two senior brothers walked forward on thin ice, and the strange thing was that they were getting closer and closer to Broken Dragon Village, but there was not a single pedestrian in sight on the way into the village.

Walking to the foot of a shriveled and withered locust tree, Zhou Kui pointed to a stone tablet under the locust tree and said, "Senior brother, look, the words 'Broken Dragon Village' are written on it with red paint!" ā€

"Senior Brother Zhou, we are about to enter the village now, we must be vigilant, and without my instructions, we must not communicate with the people in the village!" Guo Jia whispered.

The two pretended to be Taoist priests who traveled all over the world and walked into the village, and some villagers who were sitting outside the house chatting immediately cast hostile and suspicious glances when they saw Guo Jia and Zhou Kui walking on the village path.

"It feels so uncomfortable to be stared at like this!" Zhou Kui shrugged his shoulders, feeling that the atmosphere in the village was inexplicably weird, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, Guo Jia suddenly raised his finger and sighed softly: "There seems to be a situation ahead!" ā€

There was a noisy suona sound faintly not far away, Guo Jia and Zhou Kui quickened their pace and walked forward, only to see that the courtyard of a villager was crowded with people, Guo Jia stood in the crowd with his height advantage, and had an unobstructed view of the situation in the yard.

"It turned out to be a funeral, but the red vermilion coffin looks so strange, there is an indescribable horror!" Guo Jia whispered to Zhou Kui what he saw.

"It's too much of a coincidence, as soon as we entered the village, we met people doing funerals." Zhou Kui, who used to be the owner of a white shop, was very taboo about this aspect of things.

"Let's go, so as not to cause more trouble!"

Just as the two were about to turn around and leave, a hunchbacked bald old man suddenly appeared in the crowd, a pair of dead fish eyes with only the whites of his eyes left staring at Guo Jia, his shriveled lips opened and closed slightly, and he spoke like a bellows: "Two Taoist leaders, please stay, my son doesn't seem to be alive after his death, he has been making noises in the coffin, it seems that he is going to cheat the corpse." ā€

Hearing the word corpse, Zhou Kui felt that his scalp was about to explode. encountered such a strange thing in broad daylight, and Guo Jia, who was bold, was also so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat at this moment.