After saying the last sentence, the peasant disciple quickly took out a rice bag from his side, took out a handful of Wen rice, wrapped it in bamboo leaves, and threw it out: "Everyone, everyone, eat rice, don't chase, don't chase!" ”

"Zongzi?" The fisherman was even more dazed when he heard this, and then slowly wrapped Wen Mi and asked in a low voice, "Is this called zongzi?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The peasant disciple didn't even hear clearly, he nodded his head, looked directly at the goldfish that was constantly swimming, and urged his companion in front of him: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't let the goldfish turned into Qu Zi run away, you must stop Qu Zi after the time recovers!" ”

"I know, don't rush anymore!"

The rowing farmer sweated profusely in response, and the two arms shook together like a fan, and chased wildly in the wind and waves, and called out from time to time; "Qu Zi, stay, stay!"

Facing the pursuit of the peasant disciples, the goldfish was even more depressed, he didn't expect that after he turned into a goldfish, because of the rapid recovery of time, it was difficult to contact the power of the Miluo River, so he could only rely on the goldfish body to run around. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for swallowing Wenmi like other goldfish, it's impossible to think about it, but he abandoned Wenxin and sank into the river, how could he get a trace of Wenqi, as long as he got a trace of it, the power of the literary world brought by Qu Zici could directly make him sanctified from the ground.

The more thoughts in my heart, the more depressed and troubled the goldfish became, and the safety I asked for was really difficult to get, and I couldn't help but jump out of the water and let out a cathartic sound: "Ang~"

The sound of the dragon shook the Miluo River, and the fishermen who were still watching and were confused suddenly shouted: "It's a dragon, it's a dragon!" It turns out that they are chasing the dragon king! ”

"Chase, chase, we must catch up with the Dragon King, so that we can receive the blessings of the Dragon King! Chase! ”

"Chase them, overtake them, race them!"

"O Sailon! O Sailon! ”

The sentient beings were excited and cheerful, and countless boats and boats were rowed on the Miluo River in an instant, and the frustrated goldfish dragon was chased more frequently, and they also obtained what the peasant students threw away from the curious people at the beginning.

"Zongzi! Zongzi! ”

Countless boats and boats on the Miluo River chanted constantly, surging and chasing non-stop, until a certain moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly shook, and the hundreds of furniture that supported the reversal of time and space were panting and sitting cross-legged, even Confucius was sweating on his forehead, and Zhuang Zhou directly turned into a butterfly and disappeared without a trace, and the backlash he suffered was the greatest!

As for the Yin and Yang family, they were all unconscious at this moment, and only when the demi-saint of the Yin Yang Sun and Moon Robe shook twice, they were paralyzed and lay on the ground, unable to speak.

"Click~" The Mo family organ retransformed Mozi Ling, and inherited a calm voice without waves: "On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, August 18, a total of 100 days and 3 days, a hundred years and one day, after 10,000 years and 300 autumns, the ban will be broken!" ”

"Ang~' Mo Zhai left a sentence that disappeared without a trace, and the Miluo River also let out an excited dragon roar, the golden dragon wandered in the air and looked at Confucius, shook his head solemnly, and instantly escaped into the Miluo River and turned into nothingness, which made countless farmers and fishermen very troubled.

"Almost, almost! Give me another half a moment, and you will be able to catch up with Qu Zi! ”

"Huhu, Golden Dragon, Golden Dragon, although I didn't catch up, it was the first time I got so close! Haha, yes, yes! ”

"Yes, yes! I'm going to catch up with Lord Ryuwang next year! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Next year, I want to make a big boat, I will definitely be able to surpass the dragon king, the name has been decided, it is called dragon boat racing! ”

The beings were panting and sweating, but at first the old fisherman scratched his head and said blankly, "What day is today?" ”

"It seems to be August 18, right?"

An uncertain voice had just come in, and it was muffled by a voice of affirmation: "How can it be August 18?" It's obviously the fifth day of the fifth month of May! ”

"No, no, I remember clearly that yesterday was August, why did it become May today, it definitely won't be the fifth day of May! It must be August 18th! ”

"It's already autumn in August, so how can we fish by the river? It's the fifth day of May! ”

"August!"

"May!"

"Nonsense, it's August!"

"You're talking nonsense, it's May!"

The two groups of people discussed and argued, and finally the old fisherman stretched out his hand to reassure him: "Okay, okay, don't fight!" If you want to tell whether it's August or May, don't you just ask the gentleman who chased the dragon king first? ”

"Yes, yes, or is Gou Lao right, don't you know if you ask?"

The sentient beings agreed, it seemed that the old fisherman was still very prestigious among them, and then they all looked around, but they suddenly found that the person who was originally boating in the river chasing fish and racing dragons had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but look at it in confusion.

It wasn't until a moment ago that I found a figure who was squatting on the river stone with a carving knife and carving something, and the stone chips were flying and sparkling everywhere, which seemed to be difficult and easy, and it was really weird.

"Let's go see what the old gentleman is doing, and by the way, what day is it?"

"Exactly! Yes, extremely! ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and followed the old fisherman to hurry up, attracting countless fishermen who were also at a loss to follow, and it only took a moment to make the small Qu Zi Temple crowded, but the novelist half-saint who was squatting next to the river stone had a smile in his eyes, and the carving in his hand was a little difficult and quietly fastened.

The carving knife continued to carve, and as Jiang Shi slowly showed the appearance he needed, the golden plaque of Qu Zi Temple suddenly waved, and the illusory four characters appeared and disappeared without a trace, only the pure Dragon Palace.

And the real pure dragon palace in the dragon king is bitter, looking at the changes in the crystal palace, pointing to let the auspicious goldfish turn into a shrimp soldier crab will be a whale wrestler, looking at the dragon palace that is weakened but still wants to lower the power of the dragon, he shook his head helplessly, and he is a group of marshals of Zhangwu catfish army sharks, but he still can't stop the entry of Wenli, and he can't help but sigh and say: "Bo Zhong Wen is left in the memory, the collection of ancient legends is passed down to the present, and the words are left in the law, and the road has been passed down for a long time and has reached far-reaching, it is really hearsay, a novel!" ”

The Pure Dragon King sighed helplessly, and in the literary world where the sky was already calm, the voice of Confucius suddenly came out: "Although the path is small, there must be a considerable number of people, and Zhiyuan is afraid of mud, which is also a gentleman!" ”

"I have abandoned the text and my heart is heavy, why should I be contaminated with turbidity again?"

The Pure Dragon King asked with a wry smile, and Confucius's gentle and kind voice was heard again, and a shaking of his head appeared in front of him, which shocked the Dragon Palace and was unsettled.

"The descendants do not seek summer, raze and do not mess with China, capture and do not interfere with the alliance, and the soldiers are not forced!"

"Alas!" The Pure Dragon King sighed deeply, nodded slowly and said, "That's it, just let my Dragon Palace have a text!" ”

Answering with difficulty, the Pure Dragon King slowly reached out and grasped the literary power that was constantly penetrating, but he directly pointed it to a goldfish beside him, and as it recovered its prototype and turned into a huge giant turtle, he said solemnly in his mouth: "You are the prime minister of my Dragon Palace Turtle, in charge of literacy!" ”

A word was transmitted, and the literary power suddenly surged and shook, directly condensing into a crown hat on the top of the turtle **, and it also turned into a human turtle's back, the eight-character meat mustache and the crown feathers on both sides of its hat shook together, and the mung bean small eyes blinked and knelt on the ground excitedly and respectfully: "The old turtle worships Lord Xie Longwang, and worships Saint Xie Kong!" ”

The turtle prime minister bowed to the ground in gratitude, and the pure dragon king said in a flat and firm tone: "This is my biggest concession, there is no Qu Lingjuner in the world!" ”

"Good!" Confucius's voice of agreement spread slowly, but he left a sentence: "The princes sit in the literary world, and the emperor can't attack it!" ”

The Pure Dragon King was silent for a long time before he bowed his head slightly: "I know!" ”

"Knock~!"

As soon as the words of the Pure Dragon King fell, there was a sound of drums next to Qu Zi's Temple, and the novelist Demisheng, who was sweating profusely, shouted excitedly: "Shocking Dragon Drum, it's done!" ”

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The novelist demi-saint shouted excitedly, holding a stone mallet in both hands and constantly beating on the stone drum, and recited the Dharma in his mouth: "If you know what day it is, May is long and August is short!" Is it long today? ”