The ice dragon said that he had been here for 3,000 years, and that the period of time it had been responsible for guarding it was also 3,000 years, did that mean that its time limit had expired?

"So, Lord Dragon, has the three-thousand-year period arrived? You can suffer! ”

I politely asked, only by patting its ass, constantly admiring its identity, involving its inner grief and indignation, and then making it more expressive, can I tell it a story for a while.

The ice dragon lifted up and slapped it hard, and I felt the ground shake, and it seemed that my question had succeeded in provoking it.

"Now, more than a few months have passed since the three-thousand-year period, but I can't wait for the news of pardoning me, I am sad every day, so I catch a ghost from the back nine pits every day to tell me a story to relieve my boredom, but these ghosts are too incompetent, and they can't even tell a story well, so I plan to find a few ghosts from the first few pits in the past seven days, but they are still stupid and can't tell a story!"

I slammed myself up from the ground and said indignantly, "It's too much! How can you be so unruly, saying that three thousand years should be three thousand years, an extra month, a day, even a quarter of an hour is too much! ”

"That's true!" The ice dragon slapped the ground again, and I felt the snow on the entire mountain seem to shake.

"You're a good kid, you can talk to me, it's time to tell me a story, right?" After the ice dragon confided a few words, his attitude towards me changed a lot.

"Of course, Lord Long, you are so miserable, it is worth a story."

I walked slowly in front of the ice dragon with my hands behind my back, "Three thousand years ago, there was a divine dragon in the sky, it roamed the sky, free, not to mention how comfortable, but later, because it made a little mistake, it was relegated to the underworld......"

The ice dragon heard that I was deliberately talking about it, and was immediately displeased, "Living postman, are you telling my story?" I don't need to hear you say how miserable I am! ”

"After listening to your experience, who said that it was not miserable, who was not angry?"

I yelled at the seven ghosts around me, they had already understood what I meant, and hurriedly echoed me, "Yes, it's so unlucky, we are all angry for you when we hear it!" ”

"But, I already know this story......"

I didn't even look at the ice dragon, and unreasonably raised my hand to signal it not to interrupt me, "Later, it was punished to fall on this mountain of wind and food, and suffered from the wind and snow every day, and persevered conscientiously for three thousand years. ”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the ice dragon was about to speak, and sighed again, falling into silence, acquiescing to my story.

I spoke at a low speed, with a low tone, and with enough emotion, the yin and yang tone almost made an ice dragon who had been punished in the underworld to atone for his sins almost say that he was a great hero who saved heaven and earth, and then the ice dragon completely brought himself into the story, patting his paws or sighing in response to me from time to time.

"Therefore, after the expiration of the three-thousand-year period, this dragon lord not only did not escape from the underworld, but also stayed here to conscientiously guard the evil spirits, which I admire very much, but it's really pitiful!"

When I had finished the story, the ice dragon was already crying with endless grief, sometimes sharp, like a child's noise, sometimes with a long sound, like a resentful woman with a dead husband.

Teardrops like eggs fell one after another, and when they hit the snow, it was a small pit.

Who would have thought that I cried an ancient beast in the hell of Yinsi, and when I told Master about this kind of thing later, I don't know if they would believe me.

After crying for a long time, the ice dragon flew down from the top of the knoll and raised its claws to pat me on the shoulder, "Living postman, you are right, who else in this world can be worse than me?" You were the first to speak to my heart, and I will give it back to you! ”

I took the letter from its fat fingertips and handed it to the long-awaited Liu Cuixiang.

Liu Cuixiang couldn't wait to take the letter, read a few sentences, and couldn't cry anymore.

"It turns out that he also died of illness shortly after I died, what am I doing here?"

Liu Cuixiang knelt in front of me, grabbed my hands and pleaded: "Lord Postman, I beg you to tell my family, I am willing to behave well in prison, and come out to find him in the evil ghost village as soon as possible, please bring my words to me, I ...... I really can't bear him! ”

After Liu Cuixiang finished speaking, she cried again, it didn't matter if she cried, and the ice dragon who had not been dissipated by grief also howled, and the other six ghosts, hearing them crying so sadly, maybe they each remembered what was in their hearts, and cried out one by one.

Crying this thing is really contagious, on this empty mountaintop snow, I stared blankly at this dragon and seven ghosts each howling, especially for the ice dragon, it shed tears that have been saved for three thousand years, this scene can not be moved, I can't help but think of the rain sound, my heart is sad, and I began to secretly wipe a few tears.

After crying for a long time, the ice dragon withdrew his tears and became happy, "Crying today vented the sadness I have accumulated for three thousand years, and I don't need anyone's story after that, come and I'll send you back." ”

With a flap of its wings, it had already rolled up the seven ghosts, put them on its back, and then flew down the mountain.

I'm standing there stupidly, has it forgotten me?

"Living postman, you wait, I have a big gift for you!"

The ice dragon had disappeared below the mountain, and its voice came from below.

Half curious, half nervous, I waited for the ice dragon on the mountain.

In a short time, it flew up again, and had already sent the seven ghosts back to the pit where they had been.

"You've made me addicted, how do you want me to thank you?"

I began to pretend, "I'm so embarrassed to ask for your thanks, it's my honor to serve you, Lord Dragon!" ”

Actually, I am full of expectations for his thank-you gift, this is a divine beast, just give me a thing to the yang world is a treasure, even if it can't be used, it can be sold for a lot of money.

"I've thought about it a long time ago! Come, let's go! ”

The ice dragon rolled up its wings, and this time it put me on its back, spread its wings and took off, flying over mountains in the air until it reached a green place.

Yes, I was not mistaken, we did arrive at a place overgrown with green grass and flowers, and at the end of the meadow, we could vaguely see a small hut standing alone in it.

I suddenly felt that this scene was familiar, and I remembered it with a pat on my head.

By the way, in that previous dream, an old man told me that if I wanted to find the answer, I had to go to a green place and find an old man.

Could it be that the answer I'm looking for is here?