There is a faint white of fish belly on the horizon, indicating that the day is coming.

Half an hour later, I had been taken by Wang Zhihai to a quieter mansion, which looked like it should be a station for their ninth bureau.

"Chen Zixuan, you can tell us about what happened three months ago first, this is okay." Wang Zhihai looked at me with blazing eyes, and behind him, the girl with a ponytail held a pen and paper to record our conversation.

I leaned back on the sofa and glanced at Junhui and Huang Renren sitting next to them, and there were two young men sitting next to them, who should also be from the ninth game. I sighed and talked in detail, telling me in detail about the Japanese we had met from the beginning of the search for Che Mazhi to Lei Dongping, because I knew that the purpose of the ninth game was to find Xia Wu and find the cause of death of Master Tu Yumen.

"Are you saying that those Japanese came to Mount Emei not for tourism at all, but for the dragon god of the local legend in Lei Dongping?" Wang Zhihai looked at me with a cold face.

I was just about to open my mouth to answer, when the ponytail girl on the other side, who had been making records, suddenly screamed and looked at me in disbelief, and Wang Zhihai, who was sitting opposite me, also had a pair of eyes wide open, staring at me deadly, as if he had seen some monster.

"Moo!"

The sound of a young dragon resounding in the room, and a white shadow suddenly appeared in the air and spun around and then landed on top of me, looking around curiously with a pair of big eyes.

Broken!

My mouth was bitter, and then I remembered that the little white dragon who had almost forgotten to sleep in the cloth bag because of a series of events just now, and now that it appeared in front of these people, I don't know what kind of waves it will cause.

"Dragon ......" Wang Zhihai's throat rolled, and a pair of eyes were about to burst out.

And the yellow people on the other side were even more excited, shouting: ", is this really a dragon?" ”

As he spoke, he involuntarily reached out to grab the little dragon on me. My expression suddenly froze, and my right hand reached out like lightning and grabbed his wrist.

"Hey, it hurts me, tap it!" The yellow people let out a pig-killing shout.

Sou!

The other two men stood up sharply and looked at me with a wary expression, and one reached for the holster at his waist.

"Chen Zixuan, what are you doing, let him go!" Junhui shouted, but he knew the strength of my hands, for fear that if I used my strength, he would abolish the yellow people.

At this time, Wang Zhihai finally couldn't sit still, he stood up and yelled at his subordinates: "What are you doing? Rebellion! Sit it all down for me, it's just lawless! ”

Wang Zhihai said while staring at my hand.

I snorted coldly, threw out the yellow man's wrist, and said solemnly: "This is my dragon, you are not allowed to touch it." ”

A fine light flashed in Wang Zhihai's eyes, and he looked at the little dragon on my shoulder excitedly. After a while, he said, "Brother Chen, is this little dragon the dragon god under Lei Dongping?" ”

I rolled my eyes, as soon as this guy saw that Xiaolong even changed his name to me, and no longer asked about the Japanese, it seems that the value of this Xiaolong is really sky-shattering.

I don't want to talk too much, because in my guess, the body of the white dragon should still be in the cave under the Thunder Cave Ping, even if she doesn't have the dragon ball on her body, but the flesh and bones and even the scale armor are still rare treasures in the world, if this news is leaked, I am afraid it will attract countless people to covet it.

I vaguely covered up the past, just saying that this little dragon was found under Lei Dongping, and those Japanese also came from Japan because it was just thousands of miles away, and then there was a conflict between the two sides, I told Abe Jing about killing the Cao sisters and brothers and Zhuge Ya, and then explained Cao Jinbao's revenge on killing Master Tuyumen and Abe Jing.

But in the face of the news that was very important to them, Wang Zhihai seemed a little absent-minded, including a few people around him, they just looked at the little white dragon on my shoulder in a daze, and all their attention was attracted by it.

Wang Zhihai took a deep breath and said to me, "Brother Chen, do you know the value of this little dragon?" We Chinese people are known as the descendants of the dragon, and we have always had very strong feelings for this mythical artifact, and once this little guy appears, it will definitely cause monstrous disasters. And you will also become the target of the Xuanmen rivers and lakes, countless people will come to you in order to capture the little dragon, come to hunt you down, you can't keep it at all! ”

My eyes narrowed, I naturally know the value of Xiaolong, but this Wang Zhihai said such a thing, I am afraid that there are other purposes.

Sure enough, Wang Zhihai said with some excitement: "Brother Chen, you hand over this little dragon to the country!" In this world, only the national government can make him grow up, and only the Chinese government, which represents the Chinese civilization, is the best destination for Shenlong! As long as you hand it over to the state, the above will definitely not treat you badly, as long as you put forward conditions, the state will definitely do it for you!"

Wang Zhihai's words were full of temptation, but they made me feel irritable.

I said aloud: "Hmph, give it to the state? Is it to make the little dragon become one of those giant pandas in the zoo for everyone to see? Let it exist as a totem and lose its freedom? ”

"A real dragon does not need to be clothed and fed, does not need to be free of dangerous environments, only in adversity can it grow, and only by surviving thousands of disasters will it become a dragon soaring for nine days! I can't give the little dragon anything, I can only give it its own freedom, if one day, this little dragon wants to leave, then I will never stop it, the real dragon should not be controlled by people, should not exist as someone else's plaything! "My words are sonorous, and there is a bold momentum in my speech.

The white dragon roared, and the immature and high-pitched dragon moan continued to echo throughout the house, and the hearts of those who listened were surging and excited.

Wang Zhihai's face turned a little pale when I said it, he looked at me deeply, and said in a low voice: "Brother Chen, let's not talk about this little dragon for the time being." But I advise you to think about it. ”

I nodded perfunctorily, but I was a little more vigilant about this Wang Zhihai in my heart. He still needs to rely on me to find the Tuyumen Natsumai, so he won't do anything to me yet, but once the thing is done, it's hard to say, after all, the value of this dragon is too great.

Wang Zhihai exhaled deeply, and after calming down, he said to me: "Brother Chen, we believe what you said that the forensic doctor had examined the body before. The death of the master of the earth royal gate was extremely miserable, and the flesh and blood of his whole body were torn off, and the corpses were broken all over the ground. And Abe Jing, who was found together, also dissected his flesh and blood in his mouth and stomach, and it can be judged that Tuyumen should have been killed by Abe's bite. As for Abejing's cause of death, no other fatal wounds were found except for a few sword wounds on her body, but her face was hideous and terrifying when she died, which also matched the characteristics of some previous ghost killings. We have also reported these before, and the Japanese side has acquiesced and has no objections. The reason why we are so concerned about this matter is that there is still an extremely important person who has not been found, and the above strictly orders us to find the girl named Tuyumen Xia Wu as soon as possible, to see people alive and corpses to die. ”

I touched the little dragon on my shoulder, and then said quietly: "You should also see the old man I brought just now." Did any of you recognize him? ”

"Zhou Dahai, one of the elders of the Zhou family in witchcraft, is the younger brother of Zhou Dakai, the head of the Zhou family." The ponytail girl, who had been standing behind the recording, suddenly said, her voice crisp and beautiful.

My heart moved, it turned out that the old man in the black robe was actually the patriarch's own brother, which I didn't know before.

"The Tuyumen Xia Dance you are looking for was caught by their Zhou family. This week, Dahai has a granddaughter named Zhou Tianjia, who took Tuyumen Xia Wu away with my grandfather, and left a message that I have to go to Zhou's house if I want someone. That's why I wanted to take Ding Yan's car to Qingshen County to settle accounts with the Zhou family, but I didn't expect to meet you. ”

Wang Zhihai frowned and said, "Qingshen County, this week's family captured the Tuyumen Xia Dance should also be for this little dragon and Zhou Dahai." ”

I smiled and said, "Yes, so if you want to rescue Tuyumen Xia Wu, you have to go to the Zhou family to ask for someone, but they may not be handed over to you easily, even if you are from the country, they may not necessarily buy it." ”

"Liu Ting, how are the people in the family this week?" Wang Zhihai turned back to the ponytail girl and asked.

The ponytail girl, that is, Liu Ting, was like a humanoid computer at the moment, and opened her mouth to say: "The Zhou family is said to be the descendants of an ancient people, and they are known for being good at witchcraft. In Leshan City, Meishan City and other places, many murder cases are suspected to be caused by the Zhou family's practice of witchcraft, but no evidence has been found to prove that they did it, so the above did not do anything to them. ”

"A lot of lives, in this way, this week's family is not a good person. Then take advantage of this time to pull out the cancer of this week's family together! Of course, this operation must first ensure the safety of the Japanese girl. Wang Zhihai got up from the sofa and commanded his subordinates.

I was secretly overjoyed, and instigated the ninth game to attack the remnants of the Zhou family's Goki, which is probably what the master used to say about borrowing strength......