I ran to the front hall of the Dragon's Tomb one step ahead of my grandfather, and climbed out of the tent down the steps, when it was pouring rain in the sky.

Wangjia Village has been dry for a hundred years, and it is good to have a light rain once a year, and I have never seen such heavy rain since I was a child living in Wangjia Village.

The thunder in the sky is rolling, the stars and the moon have long been gone, but the light is still clear, because the sky is already numb and bright at this time, the villagers of Wangjia Village heard the sound of thunder, and they didn't feel strange, at night everyone was afraid of an earthquake so they all ran to the yard to sleep, and the originally clear night sky rained down without warning and it rained a heavy rain that was rare in a century.

My mother carried me into the bed in the hall, she looked at my skin with a puzzled expression on her face, and asked my father in a low voice, "Huaiyuan, why do you look at my son's skin that seems to be glowing?" ”

When my father heard my mother say this, he looked at me carefully for a while, and said, "How can there be any light, it must be wrong, it has rained so heavily in our Wangjia Village, God has finally opened his eyes, go to sleep quickly, it will be morning soon." ”

In the wilderness west of Wangjia Village, a terrible dragon came out of the tent, and when it saw the thunderstorm, it let out a burst of dragon groans, and the scales on its body bloomed, as if it was blooming feathers, and its abdomen was not fully developed, and the limbs of its abdomen were also full of flesh little by little, and there was a layer of gray on the surface of its body that shed off layer by layer, revealing the faintly glowing Qinglin inside.

It actually molted at this time!

Could it be that it wants to soar?

Shout!

A sharp iron fork pierced into one of the dragon's eyes through the rain curtain, the dragon let out a terrible cry, its body twisted wildly, its open cheeks were changing fins and made a strange mooing sound, like a bat emitting radar, the grandfather hiding in the shadows was found by it on the spot, it twisted its belly and rushed to the place where the grandfather was, the grandfather stood on a boulder, with a rope wrapped around his hand, and when the dragon approached, he suddenly pulled the rope and jumped up and landed on the dragon's neck.

Grandpa put the rope around the neck of the dragon, and the dragon twisted his neck, and pulled a big tree not far away to squeak, and the earth shook, and the big tree was uprooted by the dragon and dragged forward.

Seeing that the speed of the big dragon is getting faster and faster, the skin of its body is about to fall off, and at this moment, it can faintly fly in the air against the ground!

Although it didn't fly high, only three or five meters, it roared at the source of the lightning, and the dragon claws on its belly gradually took shape, and it looked up to the sky while trying to grab the grandfather on its neck.

Grandpa jumped on the head of the big dragon, grabbed his dragon horns, and held four steel needles in his hands, all of which were inserted into the top of the dragon's head, but the top of the dragon's head was particularly hard, and the steel needles could only pierce the epidermis, and the grandfather's big hand slapped the end of the steel needle suddenly, and the steel needle was punched into the dragon's head, the dragon screamed, and lifted the dragon's head high, and then suddenly hit the ground, grandpa pulled out a long knife from his leg at this time, and put the knife against the dragon's neck at the moment the dragon's head hit the ground.

The blade of the knife was bent, but Qi Gen was not in the dragon's neck, the big dragon became even more crazy, and a ditch several kilometers long came out of the wilderness, and the grandfather grabbed the dragon's horn and was dragged all the way, and his whole body was covered with mud, and the grandfather punched the dragon head again and again, and the big dragon also threw him to the point of bleeding from his mouth and nose.

There was a thunderclap, and a huge lightning bolt fell in the air, splitting a large tree not far away, and fire erupted from the place where the trunk was broken.

And a black pattern suddenly appeared in the palm of Grandpa's hand at this time, which was exactly what appeared on her hand when she and Mrs. Meng's ghost battle, but Wu Zhenren had already arrived at that time, so Grandpa didn't make a move at all, at this time, the black pattern on his hand exuded some kind of trembling fluctuations, and he pasted the strange pattern on the dragon's face.

A few black lines suddenly appeared on the original blue-gray dragon's body, and the lines were like the scene when cracks appeared on porcelain, but the cracks on the dragon's body were extremely black, and it stopped breathing at that moment.

Grandpa staggered up with the dragon's head Grandpa, I saw from the side that black patterns appeared on his face, his face looked particularly scary, like black spots on the snake's body, and like some kind of ancient ritual inscription to the sky.

Grandpa staggered to his feet, his body covered in scars and his clothes soaked with blood.

The people of Wangjia Village in the distance were stunned, because they had just heard the dragon's groan, and the sound was so loud and penetrating that no animal could imitate, and they saw a bolt of lightning slash through, and then a long figure fell from among the clouds.

Whoever sees it is frightened physically and mentally.

Grandpa stood in front of the dead dragon, pulled his knife out from the dragon's neck, and then slashed into the dragon's abdomen, disemboweling it, and the dragon's blood flowed all over the ground, mixed with rain, and dyed the mountain red.

Grandpa lifted the belly of the big dragon, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find what he was looking for when he found the dragon's tail from the dragon's belly, and his face showed a puzzled expression.

"The secret technique of immortality says that there is a true dragon relic in the body of the true dragon, which contains pure yang dragon qi, which can not only remove the curse, but also live and die, flesh and bones, is it in the head of the dragon?"

Grandpa said and looked at the dragon's head, the long knife in his hand slashed down, he slashed into the split wound with both hands, and then ripped the whole dragon head open, the inside of the dragon head was steaming, and the fiery red liquid inside looked like magma.

But Grandpa put his hand into the fiery red hot liquid, and he groped in the dragon's head for a while, his expression became more and more solemn, and even a little anxious!

"True Dragon Relic, why is there no True Dragon Relic?" Grandpa took a step back, a little panicked on his face. "Isn't this dragon a real dragon at all?!"

Grandpa muttered to himself, boundless anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he slapped the dragon's head with a palm, and he roared to the sky: "It's not a real dragon, what can I do to save my grandson?!" ”

The blood on the dragon's head splashed, half of it was broken by the grandfather's palm, and it sank into the muddy water on the side, the grandfather looked at Wangjia Village in the sky with some amazement, the heavy rain has been falling, and the grandfather walked in the direction of Wangjia Village with the muddy water, his body was full of blood, it looked like a bloody man, I heard my grandfather's mouth whispering my name.

When he was about to reach the entrance of Wangjia Village, his grandfather looked up at the place where the old well was located and whispered, "Do you have to go into that well?" ”

After grandpa finished speaking, he fell headlong, and I hurriedly ran over to help grandpa.

"Grandpa!" I screamed and woke up from my bed, and my father and mother were awakened by my screams.

"What's wrong son?" My mother thought I was having a nightmare.

I wiped my tears and said, "Grandpa was injured and fainted at the head of the village, just by the bridge at the west end of the village." ”

"You're dreaming." My father blamed me sleepily.

I cried a lot, got up from the bed, and was about to go out without clothes, my mother hurriedly took the clothes and put them on for me, she looked back at my father, and my father sighed and said, "Then I'll go and see, who can hurt the old man, this kid is really not worrying!" ”

My father went out in his raincoat, and I sat on the small bench in the doorway and waited for my father and grandfather to come back.

Twenty minutes later, my father's anxious voice came from the door: "me, come and help!" ”

Mother heard her father's cry and hurriedly rushed into the rain curtain to help her grandfather into the hall with her father, and her mother saw that her grandfather was covered in blood and was holding a knife that had been twisted in his hand, and said with some fear: "What's wrong with your father, how many people are fighting with in the middle of the night?" ”

I cried and said, "Grandpa fought with the dragon, he killed the dragon, and he was injured himself." ”

"Stay put!" My father scolded me, and then asked my mother to bring the small medicine box at home, and he carefully tried to take the knife from my grandfather's hand, but my grandfather's hand holding the knife could not be broken at all, and my father said, "Dad, it's me." ”

The father called Grandpa, and then broke Grandpa's hand, but Grandpa's hand was still clenched.

"Grandpa, it's me." I shouted.

The knife in my grandfather's hand fell, I picked it up, pouted and glanced at my father, who glared at me and said, "What are children doing with knives, don't get in the way here!" ”

As soon as my father finished speaking, he was grabbed by a big hand, and my grandfather grabbed my father's collar and said, "You are talking so loudly that you want to scare me to death?" Help me up! ”

"Dad, what's wrong with you? How could he be so badly injured? The father asked, embarrassed and worried.

"Children don't care about adults." Grandpa snorted, glared at his father and said, "Don't mention this matter to anyone tonight, take care of my eldest grandson, and go back first." ”

Grandpa got up and left, and as he went, he touched my head with his big hand, which was a normal action, but this time, I felt something enter my soul, and I remembered that every time Grandpa took me to see a dead person, he would pass his palm in front of the dead man, intentionally or unintentionally, and then touch my head again, intentionally or unintentionally.

My mother handed the medicine box to my grandfather, and my grandfather didn't answer it, and I stood in the door and watched the back of my grandfather leaving, only to find that there was no dark light behind my grandfather.