Although Fei Yunlong was impatient with something to do, he also generously invited the tunic in.

The tunic was not polite, and after coming in, he first looked at the beams of the tiled house of the non-Yunlong family. The tunic frowned and quickly stretched, as soon as he came in, he noticed that there was a circle of mist on the beams of the house, ordinary people only thought that it was the smoke of the fire and cooking, and the tunic had been cultivating for many years, and it was clearly purple gas at a glance, which showed how big a noble person this family was.

"You're not a local, are you?" Fei Yunlong looked at the tunic suit, a middle-aged man in his forties, his Chinese face looked heroic and upright, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his bearing was even more extraordinary. Fei Yunlong is not stupid, it can be seen from the wearing of this tunic that he is not an ordinary person. As he spoke, he handed over a cup of tea.

Mao suit took both hands and generously admitted: "Yes, my surname is Zhang, commonly known as Zhang Qingyang, I usually live in Luoyang, I know a little about the art of yin and yang, I came to Yunnan to talk about a business, because I was greedy for the evening view of the green mountains and maple leaves, and I got lost every night, which really made the host laugh." ”

"That's right, Mr. Zhang. "Fei Yunlong does not doubt that there is him, there are many trails in the mountains, and outsiders don't understand it, so it's really easy to get lost. And for people who understand yin and yang, they are usually called sir.

Although Fei Yunlong had trouble at home, he also took pity on this lost guest, and was busy with some leftovers for Zhang Qingyang. Zhang Qingyang didn't dislike it, and chewed slowly with relish.

Fei Yunlong watched Zhang Qingyang put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said embarrassedly: "Today, I am fortunate that Mr. Zhang deigns to the humble house, if it is usual, I will definitely stay with Mr. Zhang for a few more days, but now it is true that there is something wrong at home, wait a minute, I will show Mr. Zhang the way down the mountain, Mr. Zhang should return early." ”

Zhang Qingyang had long seen that Fei Yunlong's face was full of sorrow, and he thought to himself that he was short of mouths, so it was better to see if he could help and end this fate. Zhang Qingyang was originally a cultivator, and after receiving the favor of his master's family, he naturally wanted to do things.

Under Zhang Qingyang's repeated inquiries, Fei Yunlong was also upset, but fortunately, he confided in Zhang Qingyang about what had happened recently like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

At the same time, a group of people in military uniforms, led by a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a black suit, hurried towards Qingshan Village, and their direction was Fei Yunlong's home.

A few hours ago, there was a mess in an inconspicuous old factory in Nanjing. "Purple micro star shifts, real dragon is in the world" An old man with a white beard looked at the quiet starry sky and recorded the changes in the sky with a trembling voice.

Since ancient times, China has had Qin Tianjian to observe the changes of the sun, moon and stars and predict the future in advance. Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty was the Qintian Supervisor Taizheng, and he and Li Chunfeng were both observers of celestial phenomena, and they predicted the historical trend of China since the Tang Dynasty for 2,000 years. Yuan Shoucheng, a strange man of a generation, is familiar with the six masters and is proficient in gossip. can know the geography of the sky, and know the expression of ghosts. A neck is scheduled for lunch, and the belly is full of stars. The real future things, the past things, look like a moon mirror, a few prosperous, a few defeated, like a god. Knowing the evil and determining the auspicious, judging the death and the life. Talking about the wind and rain, the next pen is terrifying. Simply put, it is omniscient and omnipotent. Yuan Shoucheng is very famous, famous in a big country, and has the title of Chang'an. Of course, the most famous hexagram he counts is the one that bet on the rain with the Dragon King of Jinghe. The gentleman said: "Tomorrow there will be clouds in the morning, thunder in the middle of the day, rain at noon, and enough rain in the future, and a total of three feet three inches and forty-eight points of water will be obtained." It was this hexagram that made the Dragon King of Jinghe violate the rules of heaven, and was finally beheaded by Wei Zheng in his dream. Therefore, in the hearts of the people, Qin Tianjian is the existence of communication between heaven and earth.

Qin Tianjian did not withdraw from history, but changed to a Tianguan Bureau, hidden in a small factory. As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the wild, and the big is hidden in the city. Who would have known that in this dilapidated factory there is the most mysterious Qin Tianjian in history? The difference is that it is now called Guantianju.

The Heavenly Observation Bureau has real power, and after the celestial phenomena are predicted, they can directly contact the relevant departments to cooperate, and have their own action teams, all of which are strange people who have been snared, and there are three sects and nine streams. More of them are Taoist and Buddhist people who rely on the Heavenly Observation Bureau to survive.

"Ziwei Star Shift, True Dragon is in the world, we must have faster action to stop it, it is best to kill" The old man with white hair gave a serious and methodical order, his eyes revealed ruthlessness, he was none other than Tang Aotian, the deputy director of the Sky Viewing Bureau, who had always been famous for his iron fist.

Obviously, everyone present understands the seriousness of the situation of "Ziwei Star Shifting, True Dragon Appearing", which dynasty is replaced in a pool of blood for thousands of miles, no one wants to see such a tragic scene, and they all nodded silently. Master Liyuan, who was sitting in the front row, also sang a Buddha horn: "Amitabha." It shows the attitude of Buddhism. Seeing that no one objected, Tang Aotian nodded with satisfaction.

"The location of the real dragon's current life is Yunnan, who is currently operating in Yunnan?" Tang Aotian asked the secretary next to him.

"Report to Director Tang, it's Song Wuyan. The secretary replied.

"Oh, Zhang Qingyang's apprentice, the first person of the younger generation?" Director Tang paused and said: "Okay, just give him a chance, inform him to deal with it, and tell him to solve it beautifully, this matter is over, and the Sky Viewing Bureau has a place for him." ”

Song Wuyan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Qingshan Village not far away, and sighed in his heart, it's been three years, and he finally got such an opportunity for three whole years. Since he disagreed with his master and joined the Heaven Viewing Bureau, for three whole years, he has been used as a tool to solve supernatural events in various places, and finally, with Director Tang's guarantee, as long as the task is completed, the Heaven Viewing Bureau can be regarded as having a place.

After receiving the order, Song Wuyan called the local troops to cooperate, and went straight to Qingshan Village without stopping.

Fei Yunlong told Zhang Qingyang all the strangeness of the child, Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but be overjoyed, this is clear that the child is born with Taoist eyes, and can see through chaos, which is commonly known as yin and yang eyes. Zhang Qingyang made up his mind, he happened to get lost in Yunnan and happened to be in this family, this is the fate. Having made up his mind, he looked at the child and was horrified. The child's heavenly court has a square protruding bone, which is called Fuxi bone in physiognomy, which is unusually large and expensive, and is obviously the image of a real dragon.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a violent knock on the door.

Fei Yunlong was about to open the door, but Zhang Qingyang grabbed him. A thick circle of fine sweat oozed from his nervous forehead: "If you still want your child to live, don't open the door." Fei Yunlong was shocked: "What do you mean by this?" Zhang Qingyang smiled bitterly: "You misunderstood, it was someone outside the door who wanted to harm your child, this child is a real dragon elephant, and someone didn't want him to live." As he spoke, Zhang Qingyang pointed to the sky with his index finger. Although Fei Yunlong is a villager in the mountains, he has also heard a lot of commentaries, so he naturally understands what Zhang Qingyang means.

"Please give this child a way to live, you can let us both do anything. Although Li Yujiao was weak, her great motherhood made her forcibly struggle to kneel in front of Zhang Qingyang.

"I can't do it. Zhang Qingyang picked up Li Yujiao, who was about to kneel. Fei Yunlong hurriedly supported his wife and stood aside. This simple mountain man was so anxious that he was about to shed tears.

Zhang Qingyang paced back and forth, and finally sighed. "Well, I have a fate with him, but I can save him, but I only have one way to hide from the world and hide his true dragon identity, so I must take him as an apprentice and take him away immediately. Zhang Qingyang said, didn't pace, just looked at Fei Yunlong and his wife straight like that, although it was a discussion of words, but there was no doubt in the clear tone.

When Fei Yunlong and his wife heard this, although they were reluctant in their hearts, the village could not accommodate them, and they looked at Zhang Qingyang, who was dressed well, and their hearts fell.

"In that case, you go out and hold them back, and I need at least half an hour to cover up the child's true dragon elephant. As soon as Zhang Qingyang heard that the couple agreed, his heart settled down a little.

"Hurry up and open the door, and do business. Song Wuyan saw someone in the house but did not open the door for a long time, fearing that something would happen, he knocked on the door more and more, and glanced at the people next to him, ready to break in.

"What to do, knock what to knock. Fei Yunlong and his wife opened the door and went out, closed the door with their hands, and were a little stunned when they saw these people in military uniforms, but they still walked up.

"Public affairs, did you just give birth to a son?" Song Wuyan said coldly.

"So what?" Fei Yunlong couldn't help but be angry when he heard that it was really Zhang Qingyang who said.

"Hand him over quickly, he is not what you should have begotten and raised. Song Wuyan said to someone beside him.

"Jokes, our own children, we don't give birth to who gives birth to them. "Fei Yunlong deliberately entangled with him and delayed time.

"Don't waste time. As soon as Song Wuyan waved his hand, the soldiers behind him were ready to rush up.

"I'll see who dares. Fei Yunlong roared, picking up the hoe leaning against the wall. Li Yujiao also shouted loudly: "The traffickers have robbed the children, and the traffickers have killed people." ”

The people in the village are close, and the people in the mountains are emotional, and they usually benefit from the non-Yunlong couple, and soon hundreds of people in the village came with hoes and sickles to surround Song Wuyan and his party. For a while, the scene was chaotic.

Song Wuyan was not good at dealing with this group of villagers, and the chaotic scene lasted for more than half an hour.

There was a bang, and the surroundings finally quieted down, Song Wuyan raised his pistol and said in a cold voice: "Whoever messes around again will be put in prison and shot." The villagers in the mountains were frightened, and they did not suspect that Song Wuyan was lying, and human life was cheaper than grass in troubled times. Song Wuyan took the lead and walked towards the house.

"Qingyu, you are such a great official!" The door suddenly opened at this time, and Zhang Qingyang walked out with a pale face.

Song Wuyan stood there in a daze, and only after a long time did he raise his head and whisper two words.

"Master. ”