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On the second day, as soon as the eastern sky showed a touch of fish belly white, the wild dragon rode out of the south gate of Wufu City and galloped south. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The morning in the village of Xingluobar is as clear and transparent as ever, quiet and harmonious.

The ghost man got up early as usual to build the utensils, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" stirred the whole room. But for some reason, he was always restless, and vaguely felt as if something was going to happen. Suddenly, one was careless, panicked, the hammer in his hand deviated from the direction and smashed on the thumb of his left hand. The ghost man bandaged it briefly, and then beat it in full swing.

The wild dragon went straight for more than three hours without stopping, and came to the junction of the three empires. The wild dragon took the official road, to the southwest is the Luotian Empire, and to the southeast is the Qingtian Empire. However, he had no intention of moving on.

He reined in his horse and looked around, and was hesitating, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found a path in the jungle on the left, winding and twisting, leading to the depths of the dense forest in the distance, which would have been difficult to find unless he looked closely. The dragon was overjoyed, turned his horse's head, and galloped away from the trail. After a short time, the dragon passed through several lush forests, and after a short journey, he came to a brook, along which he reined in his horse. At the end of the stream, a mountain road appears in front of you. The trail was too steep for the horses to walk, so the dragon abandoned his horse and walked along the trail. The dragon had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery on both sides of the mountain road, and walked forward, light as if flying, and soon passed through two mountains, and then went down along the mountain road, and came to a quiet valley, the further forward, the narrower the valley, to the mouth of the valley, the middle distance is only three meters. When the dragon came out of the valley, he was both surprised and delighted, only to see an antique village in front of him hidden in the dense forest, and there was an inexplicable mystery everywhere.

The dragon scurried along the narrow mountain path towards the village ahead. At this time, although he found the direction, his face was not half happy, but a little dignified.

After a short time, the dragon came to the bottom of the archway at the entrance of the village, and happened to meet a hunter who was about to go up the mountain to hunt, holding an iron fork and carrying a bow and arrow, showing a heroic spirit.

"Excuse me, dare to ask where the ghost father's family lives?" the dragon stepped forward and asked.

The hunter looked up and down carefully, and saw that the dragon was dressed in a brocade robe, and he was extraordinary, and he was curious: "Are you from the village? The wild dragon smiled: "I am from Wufu City, I am an old friend of the ghost father, and I have come to visit today." When the hunter heard that this man had come from Wufu City and was an old friend of the ghost father, he always felt that it was not a bad thing, and he suddenly had a good impression and hurriedly replied: "You mean the ghost master, his family lives at the foot of Huiyan Peak in the east of the village. The dragon bid farewell to the hunter and hurried east along the village road.

Xingluobar Village is just a small village with a hundred households, with a radius of only three miles, and the internal strength of the mad dragon is strong, and the feet are light as flying, and soon came to the east of the village. The mad dragon traveled eastward again, and suddenly a majestic and tall mountain peak stood in front of him, and it was expected that this must be the wild goose peak. The mad dragon looked around, and saw that there was only one family at the foot of the mountain, only a small forest separated from the village, and his face became solemn when he landed, and his feet were no longer as light as flying, and he walked towards the house step by step with heavy steps.

The ghost man is still in full swing to build utensils, and the sparks at the beating place are bursting wildly, dazzling and blazing. Suddenly, there was a "squeak" and the door opened. At this time, the ghost man didn't look back, thinking it was Cai'er, and said with a smile: "Cai'er, you're here!" Since the ghost party went to Wufu City to participate in the Tiangong Competition, Cai'er often came to visit the ghost father, doing laundry and cooking, and the ghost father also thought about this little girl for ten minutes, and he had already decided that she was his daughter-in-law in his heart. Seeing that no one responded, the ghost was puzzled, and suddenly heard someone behind him say coldly: "Senior brother, don't come to harm?" The ghost father was taken aback, the whole person froze all of a sudden, motionless, and suddenly his hands were loosened, and the hammer slipped out of his hand and fell into the raging fire.

The ghost man was frightened, and slowly turned around, and saw a man in a brocade robe standing at the door, his face was pale, and his eyes showed a fierce light, this person was the mad dragon. At this moment, a ray of sunlight came over and sprinkled on the dragon's body, like a raging flame, bright and dazzling, inviolable. The two looked at each other with complicated expressions, as if the infinite past was still vivid. After a while, the dragon glanced at the whole room, only to see that the space in the room was small, the walls were empty, the only few pieces of furniture were also dilapidated, the oil lamp that had been burned black seemed to have just been extinguished, and from time to time a trace of green smoke came out of the lampshade and rose straight up.

Before that, the wild dragon hated the ghost to the core, but now that they have met, the hatred in their hearts is not so strong, but there is a bit of inexplicable closeness.

The mad dragon sighed and said, "After so many years, aren't you going to invite me in and sit down?" His voice was low and his expression was gloomy, as if he contained infinite sadness, but there was a majesty in his tone. Only then did the ghost man come back to his senses, hurriedly took off the apron in front of him, glanced at a stool next to the Huanghuarosewood Eight Immortals table, said "Please sit", and walked straight to the kitchen, from time to time he brought out a cup of brewed Bal tea, put it on the Eight Immortals table next to the mad dragon, and sat down himself, silent. The wild dragon has traveled a long distance, has long been thirsty, and saw that this tea is crystal clear, dark fragrance blowing on the face, so he lifted the cup and took a sip, the feeling is sweet and delicious, full of fragrant teeth, chewing carefully, it is an endless aftertaste, and the heart thinks: "This poor and remote place, there is such a good tea, compared to the imperial tea that pays tribute to the Emperor Zhongtian from all over the world, it is also more than that, it is really incredible!" The wild dragon took another sip, and then slowly put it down, and suddenly frowned, and his eyes were no longer the Bal tea in the cup, but the table of eight immortals under the cup. A closer look at this table shows that the sparkling pearl jade winds upwards from the horseshoe leg along the round leg, and the long shape of Ruyi crosses the lattice shoulder tenon at the tooth end and extends to the bottom of the leg, so that the intertwined flower and vine pattern is exquisite, and several swimming dragons are added on both sides, which makes it even more mysterious. Each dragon has a different demeanor, lifelike, the layman sees it, and he doesn't feel how, but the insider sees the tongue knot, which is really ingenious and exquisite.

As a craftsman, the dragon can see at a glance that this table of eight immortals is made of fine yellow rosewood, dark brown in color, round and shiny, and exudes a rich fragrance all around, which is refreshing. The more the mad dragon looked at the Eight Immortals Table, the more solemn his face became, and he thought: "This Eight Immortals Table, whether it is the structure or the carving, is extremely exquisite. Alas, I can't imagine that the Heavenly Craftsmanship of the Devil has already reached the realm of perfection, and I am really beyond my reach!" The mad dragon glanced at the silent ghost next to him, and sneered: "Senior brother, your Huanghuarosewood Eight Immortals Table is exquisitely made, and it is indeed a priceless treasure, why is it used as an ordinary table? If you exchange it for money in the bazaar, you will definitely be able to ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing, and you will not fall into such a situation." The ghost father looked a little sad, sighed, and said: "The daughter is easy to lose, only love is eternal, this Eight Immortals Table is the only thought left to me by my junior sister, even if I give me all the money in the world, I will not exchange it." The mad dragon chuckled in his heart and exclaimed loudly: "What are you talking about, tell me, what's wrong with my junior sister?" The ghost man gently stroked the table of the Eight Immortals with his hand, with tears in his eyes, and choked up: "Senior sister...... Already...... It's gone. The dragon was furious, and with a wave of his arm, the teacup on the table was knocked into the wooden door, and with a "snap", the crystal porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground. The wild dragon glared at the ghost lord angrily, and shouted: "How do you take care of your junior sister, your junior sister is in the prime of her youth, how can you ......" The ghost lord suddenly interrupted the wild dragon and said angrily: "That's not because you ......" The ghost lord suddenly couldn't go on, as if a turbulent and rushing torrent was blocked by the green mountains all of a sudden, and it stopped abruptly.

The dragon's forehead drooped slightly, and his eyes were in a trance, as if he contained infinite guilt. He sat down slowly, his expression gloomy, and said in a low voice: "When did my sister leave? Where is her cemetery?" The ghost man sighed, looked up at Hui Yanfeng outside the window, and said: "Since my sister came here from Wufu City, she has been depressed, and her body is not as good as day by day, and I have searched for all the world's famous prescriptions to no avail, and I passed away in less than three years." Because my sister loved to go back to Yanfeng the most when she was alive, I buried him next to the Wentian Stone on the top of Huiyan Peak. The dragon slowly stood up, turned around and walked out of the door, and when he reached the door, he stopped and said coldly, "I'll wait for you on the back to Yanfeng." The ghost man smiled and said, "I understand, you go first, and I'll come later." The mad dragon head strode towards Huiyan Peak without looking back, exuding an indescribable mystery all over his body.

After the dragon left, the ghost prince sat at the table of the eight immortals in a daze, his eyes were in a trance, and he seemed to contain thousands of sorrows.

At this time, Cai'er and Kongkong came, and when they saw the ghost justice, they sat at the table of the eight immortals in a daze, and shouted, "Uncle ghost!" The ghost justice was contemplative, but he didn't hear Cai'er's call. The empty air conditioner jumped behind the ghost and slapped him the shoulder. The ghost man was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw that it was Cai'er and Kongkong, smiled slightly, and said, "It's Cai'er and Kongkong, sit, sit!" Cai'er sat down according to her words, and Kongkong also sat on the stool with Cai'er, but where could it sit, as soon as its butt touched the bench, it jumped up, curled up with its legs, squatted on the stool, and instantly returned to the appearance of a monkey.

Seeing that its appearance was very funny, Ghost Gong and Cai'er couldn't help laughing. Kongkong jumped up from the stool and said loudly: "Don't laugh, don't laugh! I'll be angry if I laugh again!" Cai'er pouted at it and said, "Okay, okay, don't laugh at you, you haven't grown tall, and the monkey's temper has grown a lot!" Kongkong snorted and retorted: "It's not because you have nothing to do and always love to touch my head, you don't know, touch the monkey's head, the monkey won't grow tall!" Cai'er snorted lightly and said, "I haven't said anything about you, but you beat a rake, wait for Brother Ghost Fang to come back, see if I don't let him clean you up!" Kongkong believed that it was true, looked nervous, and begged again and again: "Good sister, good sister! I was wrong, don't you have to tell the master okay?" Cai'er looked at Kongkong's nervous appearance, and felt even more funny, "poof" burst out laughing, and said: "Okay, okay, don't worry, I'm teasing you!"

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