Yang Xiaoyang looked up at the sky, and the heavenly eye faintly saw a thing with a human head and a snake body with wings, hidden in the void of phosgene, more than 100 meters long, and the wings were also tens of meters long, a pair of evil and vicious eyes, staring at the boundary of Sanheyi.

"The Devil of the Drought Fish."

Yang Xiaoyang whispered.

Between heaven and earth, there are two ghosts, drought and haze, which can create drought and flood disasters. The head of the dart is like a human, and the body of the snake has wings. The haze head is like a woman, and the fox body has wings.

And the one who can create thunder on a sunny day is the ghost of the drought who lives on the Full Moon Bridge in the north.

In the empty land where the ghost of the drought is in the air, there will be a great drought, and it is necessary to send ten pairs of boys and girls to send away this ghost and avoid the disaster.

It seems that this ghost of drought is also aiming at the children of Sanheyi.

In the midst of a noisy discussion, Yang Xiaoyang jumped into the carriage, turned on the control switch, and whispered a spell, and the carriage drove towards the Sanheyi official office in the middle of Chunnuan Street.

When they arrived at the door of the official office, a servant was already waiting, and stepped forward to help Yang Xiaoyang unload the charcoal on the car, and shouted a few people to carry it to the office one by one.

Yang Xiaoyang followed into the official office.

There were four people standing in the courtyard.

One is the Yi Zai of Sanheyi, surnamed Zhao, named Huaijie, about forty years old, with a sven face, but a well-educated man, a retainer of Ji Boren, the doctor of Xiqi Chengqing, who is responsible for managing the affairs of Sanheyi.

The other three are Sikou Bi Feiying, who is in charge of the prison in Sanheyi, who is in charge of divination and celestial phenomena, and Zhao Poyu, the chief of the guard.

"Lord Yi Zai, my subordinates think that this thunderstorm on a sunny day must be the work of the ghost of the drought." Bu Ren said cautiously.

"Sure enough, it's a drought ghost?" Zhao Huaijie asked with a frown.

"Yes, the only way to get the ghosts of the drought to leave Sanheyi is to send ten pairs of boys and girls to a high mountain to worship the ghosts of the drought fish."

Zhao Huaijie's face turned cold, and his eyes stared at the Bu people, "Bu people, with ten pairs of boys and girls sacrificing to the ghosts of the drought, such bastard words, you can say it." ”

"Lord Yi Zai, as soon as the ghost of the drought comes, there will be a great drought in Sanheyi, if you can't make it leave, there will be no harvest within three years, the lives will be ruined, and the people will not have a good life, which is more important, please think twice."

Zhao Huaijie shook his head and said in a resolute tone, "Even if there is really a big drought coming, as the ruler of Sanheyi, I will never take the lives of twenty children to feed this evil drought ghost and do something heinous." ”

"It's just..."

"Diviner." Zhao Huaijie coldly interrupted Bu Ren's words, "Sanheyi is a place full of talents, you immediately issue a notice to recruit people from all over the world, and anyone who can drive away the ghosts of drought will be rewarded by this official." ”

"My subordinates will do it." The Bu man received the order and hurried away.

"My lord, six years ago, there was a great drought in Baocheng, which lasted for three whole years, the crops were not harvested, and people starved to death everywhere. Bi Feiying said with a worried face.

Zhao Huaijie pondered, "The disaster in Baocheng happened for a reason, and it was only because the Shang king at that time was mediocre, the officials were corrupt, and the granary was empty, which caused a catastrophe." Flying eagle, you immediately send someone to inspect the granaries everywhere, and make sure that the warehouses are full of grain to meet the needs of emergencies. ”

He said to Zhao Poyu again: "Poyu, the drought is in the air, I'm afraid that there is a grievance, you quickly send someone to visit Quanyi." ”

"Subordinates obey." The two were ordered to leave.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Xiaoyang drove the carriage with the charcoal unloaded to the lark shop not far from the official office, jumped down from the carriage, and lifted two hares, two pheasants, and a snow-white mink.

The owner of the Bailing Medicine Shop is named Ji Xiaoqing, and his uncle Jackie Chan is the eldest son of Shu Hong, the head of the Shu family, who was the leading general under Jiang Ziya, and was killed in the battle of Tongguan five years ago, and was named "General Zhongjun", hereditary honor.

Ji Xiaoqing had a daughter, named Shu Youjiao, sixteen years old, who was taken away by the Sword Sect of the Tianshan Mountains ten years ago to practice martial arts.

In Sanheyi, in addition to his adoptive father Yang Yi, Ji Xiaoqing is the best to Yang Xiaoyang, and has been sparing no effort to help him find an elixir that can be used to synthesize awakening, and the two are like sisters and brothers.

Seeing Yang Xiaoyang, Ji Xiaoqing, who was standing at the door knocking melon seeds, said with a smile on her face: "Xiaoyang, you haven't been here for a month, have you?" ”

"One month and three days."

"I just heard a rumor that there is a white-clothed young man on South Street who subdued the old monster from the ancient sword mound, and after listening to the description, I guessed that it must be you."

"The news spread so fast." Yang Xiaoyang said with a smile, casually handing the things in his hand to a servant, "Rabbits and pheasants are the most nutritious to stew and eat, peel off the mink and take it to the clothing shop to make a scarf for my sister, and keep it warm in winter." ”

As soon as the words fell, a dull voice came from the air.

Like thunder, like the cry of a ghost.

"Thunder on a sunny day, Xiaoyang, do you know why?" Ji Xiaoqing looked up at the sky and asked.

"Sister, let's talk in the courtyard."

When the two arrived in the backyard, Ji Xiaoqing took a group of servants.

"Sister, this thunderstorm on a sunny day is a ghost of drought."

"Devil of the Drought Fish?"

"Yes, the head of the dredevil is like a man, and the body of a serpent has wings, and it can cause drought. However, although I look at this drought's eyes are evil and vicious, they are also full of sadness, maybe it is not the real body of the drought, but the unjust soul was taken away by the drought, and became a clone. ”

"Do you have a way to get rid of him?"

"I'll try."

After Yang Xiaoyang finished speaking, he took out a small mirror from the small cloth bag hanging on his waist, raised his hand and threw it into the air.

This mirror is called "Wuji Bagua Mirror", which was accidentally obtained by Yang Xiaoyang in the Wuji Cave of Zhongnan Mountain three years ago.

The outer ring of the mirror is light purple in color, and the characters and symbols of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui are marked with gold lacquer.

The middle part is in the form of smoke clouds, like an abyss surrounded by floating clouds, endless, hence the name Wuji.

Like the Star Banner, the Wuji Bagua Realm also uses the "Weitian Dafa" spell.

"Weitian Dafa, Samadhi is born."

Yang Xiaoyang recited a spell lightly, and saw a dazzling light shoot out from the gossip positions around the Wuji Bagua Mirror.

"Poof."

After a soft sound, not far from the corresponding position of the Bagua Position, a small group of samadhi fire appeared, hanging in the air.

The fire mirror is connected, like a spider web of light.

"Weitian Dafa, illuminate the Xuanming."

Yang Xiaoyang recited another incantation, and the Infinite Realm in the middle of the mirror shot out a light in the air and on the ground.

The light that shot into the air went straight to the drought that lurked in the phosgene.

On the ground, there was a light and shadow, and there was a new tomb in the light and shadow, and there was a thin line of phosgene on the tomb, which flew into the air in an ethereal state.

"This place is Beiheli in the north of the city, less than five miles away." Ji Xiaoqing said.

"I'll take a look."

"Be careful." Ji Xiaoqing instructed.

Yang Xiaoyang nodded, took the mirror, and disappeared into a golden light.