A group of merchants sailed to and from several countries around Manraka to do business, and that year they encountered a great storm and nearly died at sea, but in the end a dragon in the sea saved their lives and sent them back to the port.

The group of merchants built a temple for it by the sea, and later, because of the prosperity of incense, more and more people believed in the dragon, and they built temples in various parts of the Manraka Kingdom, and this one in Jicheng was one of them.

"Girl, let me tell you, the Manjia master of the Shenlong Temple is very powerful, he often appears in front of people, even those big nobles have to respect him, and a few days ago there was a nobleman who donated tens of millions of sesame oil money."

The driver observed this guest from the rearview mirror, he looked very beautiful, he just kept eating chocolate, and now the young girls are not all shouting to lose weight every day? She's already eaten eight bars of chocolate.

While eating chocolate, Bai Zhou looked out the window thoughtfully, and a temple twice the size of the Great Black Heavenly Mother Temple appeared in front of her.

Not...... I don't feel very big, and I'm a little disappointed.

Maybe it's because the magnificent palaces in the country have been seen too much, and these temples really don't look very good.

After getting out of the taxi, Bai Zhou walked straight into the Dragon Temple, where a blind old man was watching the door.

He glanced at Bai Zhou, and Bai Zhou also glanced at him.

"Do I need to buy a ticket?" Bai Zhou asked.

The old man stared at her for a long time with his only remaining eye, and then said, "Go in." ”

After Bai Zhou left, the old man immediately took out the walkie-talkie and said to the people inside: "A good product has come in." ”

I don't know what to say, but the old man got up and closed the temple door.

There are already many pilgrims in the temple, all burning incense in the front yard, and the cypress boat passes through the crowd and enters the main hall, where a dragon head is enshrined in the shrine.

The dragon head was carved out of wood, I don't know what age it was, it was very old, but it was carved vividly, the dragon god was shaped very powerfully, and a pair of eyes the size of copper bells stared straight at every good believer, making people can't help but want to kneel down and bow.

Bai Zhou looked left and right, and the pilgrims on the futon were worshipping God devoutly.

"I heard that the dragon god is very spiritual, let's go over there and ask the goddess to calculate a hexagram." A pilgrim whispered.

"Okay, I'm going to ask about marriage."

It was two young girls, running to a wooden table behind the shrine.

Behind the wooden table sat an old woman, seventy or eighty years old, with a wrinkled face, and in front of her lay a lottery holder and some counting chips.

The two young girls drew lots, and they didn't know what the old woman had said, and they went away happily with smiles on their faces.

Bai Zhou sat down in front of the old woman, and the old woman raised her head, looked at her carefully for a long time with her cloudy old eyes, and said, "Girl, draw a lot." ”

Bai Zhou took one out of the stick, and the old woman opened it to see that the signature poem inside was: The white tiger is ominous when the door is in trouble, it can cause disasters and disasters, and it is more worrying about lawsuits and prisons, and it is not an official injury or a blood injury.

The old woman was stunned for a moment and said, "Girl, this is a sign." The white tiger is the door, everything is ominous, many tricks are misfortunes, diseases and injuries. ”

"The white tiger is a fierce god, representing blood, fighting, and casualties. Calamities have come or will come, so we must repent of our karma and stop the evil and keep the vows, so that the big calamities can be reduced to small disasters and the small calamities to be eliminated. ”

She couldn't help but ask, "Little girl, what are you asking for?" ”

Bai Zhou said expressionlessly: "It's your luck that is asking." ”

"What?" The old woman was startled, immediately put down the signature, and said angrily, "Girl, are you here to entertain me?" ”

Bai Zhou said seriously: "It is said in the signature that you must sincerely repent and stop evil and keep the precepts in order to resolve the disaster. Do you recognize your sins now? ”

The old woman's face showed a fierce look, and suddenly she raised her hand, and a handful of white powder was scattered towards Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou's figure flashed, and he performed a streamer step, and in an instant, he came behind her, and pointed at the blood strip on her head.

This old woman doesn't look old, in fact, she is just a person who has just started in mysticism, only 25 points of blood, because of her age, 25 points are not enough, only 21, Bai Zhou is a little, she only has 7 points left.

The old woman suddenly felt weak, and her old cold legs were in abnormal pain, and she couldn't even stand up.

She looked at Bai Zhou in horror, pointed at her and said, "You...... You ......"

"Where's Master Manjia?" Bai Zhou asked.

"Who the hell are you?" The old woman whispered her hand under the table as she spoke.

The next moment, she pulled out the gun violently and pointed it at Bai Zhou, but before she could pull the trigger, she felt that her hand was empty, and the next moment, the gun was held by Bai Zhou, and she twisted it hard, twisting the barrel of the gun.

The horror on the old woman's face deepened, and Bai Zhou asked again with an expressionless face: "Where is Master Manjia?" ”

The old woman was silent for a moment, then pressed a button under the table, and the wall behind her slid silently open, revealing a secret passage.

Bai Zhou turned and walked into the secret passage, and the wall quickly closed behind her.