The light on the island became dim, the fire was blazing, and all the villagers began to sing. They held hands in a peaceful and pleasant atmosphere, singing "Grateful Heart" together.

The person next to him pulled the bell, and the bell took the hand of the next person, and he sang together in the crowd.

I watched from the sidelines, and the scene was so eerie and heartwarming that I can't describe what it was like.

After singing, the leader shouted: "Please come out of the gods!" ”

As soon as the words fell, all the noise at the scene was gone, and everyone remained silent, except for the crackling sound of the fire, it was so quiet that it could be heard by a needle.

It didn't take long for several men to push something out of the pitch-black hole. The thing was about a man tall, and it was placed on a simple cart, crunching on the wheels.

When I looked closely, I couldn't tell what it was, it was made of black wire and branches, and these things were wound around an erected shelf, left and right, weaving and entwining to form a very impactful visual effect. At first glance, it looks like a work of art by an avant-garde artist.

I suddenly realized what this was, and whispered to the bell, "Holy relic! The holy thing you just said! This is the visualization of Zhao Xiaowen's superpowers. ”

"Yes." Xie Ling nodded: "Lin Cong, can you see what it is?" ”

I looked up and down carefully, and the shape of this object was so abstract that I couldn't understand what it was.

"It's a dragon." Xie Ling said lightly.

I was taken aback, "Dragon? ”

Xie Ling did not speak, staring at the abstract relic in the firelight.

I touched my chin to distinguish carefully, but not to mention, it may also be a psychological effect, indeed the more I look at it, the more it looks like a dragon, winding on the shelf, the wire in front of it is the dragon's head, both weird and hideous, very scary.

As soon as this thing came out, the big man led by him knelt down, and all the villagers knelt together. From the moment the great man began to make a wish, he prayed that the waters would never recede, and that everyone would live happily and excitedly together. When he had finished, the second man continued, and everyone told their hearts. Their wishes were small, such as the need for a head rope and a full meal with meat, and then men, women and children began to compete with each other, and the buzz became one. An old man sang a song in a shrill voice, but he couldn't hear what the words were, the tune was still grateful, and everyone sang it again.

I watched from outside the crowd with Jieling, and I said, "It seems that the song Grateful Heart has a deep impact on Zhao Xiaowen. ”

"Hmm." Xie Ling nodded: "Maybe there is something wrong with her original family." She never told me what her mom and dad did. ”

We chatted for a few words, and the atmosphere settled down, and the dragon-like shelf was pushed back into the cave. The leading man walked up to us and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, aren't you scared, that's our god, we have to worship God every night." ”

"God is a dragon?" Xie Ling said.

"Yes!" Dahan was particularly excited: "That's our divine dragon, it is said that this flood was sent by it through the catastrophe, but we have never complained about it, it has blessed the ancestors and the peace here for thousands of years, it is God who has plagued it!" ”

"Are there really dragons?" I asked, confused.

The big man said "hi": "This big brother may not believe it, you wait, it will be about two more hours, and at midnight, you will know." ”

He stopped and went back to chat with the other villagers.

Everyone was waiting on the shore, the night was already very deep, but no one moved, everyone was looking at the depths of the Yangtze River, looking forward to something.

As the minutes passed, some people were already drowsy, and the children stopped making noise, and found their own adults, arched in their mother's arms, all of them sleepy-eyed.

At this moment, a huge fireball suddenly burst out of the river in the distance, like a bright Kong Ming lantern, instantly illuminating the night sky in that area. The adults woke up the children, woke up the elderly, and everyone looked over.

Balls of fire erupted from the river far, far away, and bright, reddish light rushed into the air from the water and disappeared into the night.

Seeing this scene, my face turned pale with shock, and the muscles in my body were shaking unconsciously. I, I've seen this scene!

When I took He Qingyou's mission, YTO once took me down into the deep water. I have been to He Qingyou's Bardo Realm, where he killed a little boy and used the child sacrifice to draw out a dragon.

At that time, the dragon was spraying fireballs into the sky in the night, like brilliant fireworks. It's exactly the same as it is now!

At this moment, this scene happened again, and I was so shocked that my whole body felt like I had been encursed.

What the hell is going on? Is this Zhao Xiaowen's deep dream? Why did her dream coincide with He Qingyou's bardo realm?

No, no, very wrong, maybe it's just a coincidence?

I suddenly came to an extremely chilling conclusion. In fact, all of this is not Zhao Xiaowen's dream at all, but my dream, I entered the dream at a certain point in my life, and I have never woken up from sleep! All of this is from my deepest dreams.

I sat on the ground in fright, my whole body was cold, and a chill came out of my body.

"What's wrong with you?" Look at me.

My throat was rattling, I couldn't explain it, I told myself to be calm, I had to be calm, maybe it was all just a coincidence. Dragons breathe fireballs underwater, probably the norm.

As the night wore on, the fireball dissipated. The villagers also went back to sleep in twos and threes, and Xie Ling found the big man and said that he wanted to see the dragon.

I think it's a bit silly to untie the bell, just go there, why do you take the initiative to discuss.

Dahan thought about it, but he was not angry, and said, "Stranger, if you think about it, go ahead." But I want to warn you that the dragon has a bad temper, and the surrounding waters are very dangerous, and we have several men who have gone to see that place, and they are never to return. Do you know why it didn't send a lot of water before, but now it is? ”

"Why?" Xie Ling asked.

The big man sighed, looked at the river of Hesse, and said, "That dragon used to be free and very cheerful, and it was protecting this world. Until one day, that is, on the eve of the flood, some of us villagers saw five divine pillars falling from the sky, with a fierce black aura, very scary, and they fell like this. By the way, one of the pillars is still half missing, and these five pillars just became what kind of formation, locking the dragon tightly in place. Alas, the spirit of the dragon is gone, and our homes are not protected, and the flood is overflowing, and there are countless casualties ......"

He sighed deeply, "These five divine pillars must be heavenly punishment, they must be heavenly punishment!" It's God who is angry,"

Dahan rubbed his eyes, and his words were tender, "But I believe that God can't trap the dragon, and one day it will be born, and it will go to heaven again when it encounters a storm!" He patted Xie Ling's shoulder heavily: "If you really want to go, you really have the ability to release the divine dragon, all of us will remember you for the rest of our lives, and our children and grandchildren will build ancestral halls for you." ”

Xie Ling was silent for a moment, "That's what I'm trying to do. ”

The big man took a breath: "That's it, you guys rest first, and I'll personally row you over in a kayak early tomorrow morning to see what you two do." ”

After thanking the bell, we went back to the wooden shed. Xie Ling sat at the door, did not go in to sleep, but thoughtfully.

I sat down next to him and said, "It's a legend about this dragon, it sounds like a myth." ”

"Do you know Lin Cong," Xie Ling said, "any myth, it is a metaphor and refraction of reality. Do you know what the five pillars that fell from the sky were? ”

I shook my head blankly and said I didn't know.

Xie Ling said: "Those are Huang Teng's five fingers." ”

I was shocked and thought of the most critical point, "One of the divine pillars is missing half of it, and it is Huang Teng's little finger." ”

Xie Ling nodded.

My heart was extremely shocked, the myth passed down by word of mouth is really some kind of realistic metaphor, but this metaphor is too profound and bizarre, and no one in the ordinary world would have thought of it.

Xie Ling said: "I want to take away the ability, that is, to take away that dragon, the first step is to break Huang Teng's five-finger seal." ”

"Do you have a way?" I asked.

Xie Ling nodded and smiled: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, anyway, you can't tell the truth here, I will use an ancient formation, called the Seven Nails Demon Suppression Array." ”

"The name ......," I took a breath of cold air.

"Have you heard?" Xie Ling asked.

My throat moved, "I heard that there is an elder named Keats in the Temple of Mercy, and I first heard him say it. Then I also saw someone else set up this array, and that person was also from the Temple of Mercy, called Yuantong. ”

"What? Flexible? Xie Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's a monk." I said, "You know?" ”

Xie Ling's gaze was a little solemn: "Is he an old man or a young man?" ”

I'm a little puzzled, whether I know the bell or not, I guess it's the same name, how can YTO be an old man. He said, "It's a young man, in his twenties, and he looks younger than me." ”

Xie Ling muttered: "Yes, yes, how can it be an old man, how can it be an old man......" He let out a long sigh.