The wound was small, but fatal, and the man trembled, stopped snoring, and stopped breathing.

Under an artifact like the Red Scale Dagger, Ao Shun's skin and flesh would be cut severely, let alone a mortal.

The woman hasn't come back yet, and Wang Xiaotao hasn't closed the door.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds high above, she breathed slowly, walked to the neighbor's house and knocked on the door.

When the family came out, she opened the door so they could see clearly that the man's throat had been slit, and she lifted her feet and left the place as the neighbors screamed for someone to come and grab her.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

She returned to her hometown, where everything began, Jinghe, and Stability.

This place is very different from Wang Xiaotao's memory.

The Jing River in Wang Xiaomos's memory, the corpse is 800 miles long, the rat is in charge, the desert is uninhabited, the blood is soaked in the land, and the rain is heavy from the sky, washing away all the evils.

But in just three years, this place has become vibrant, and everything is competing.

By the time we arrived in Anding-gun, the sun had already set, and the sapphire blue sky was vast, and countless flickering sky lanterns were flying towards the end of the sky.

Lights flickered on both sides of the street, the air was filled with the smell of mixed snacks, and the crowd was laughing and laughing.

It turns out that this is just the Lantern Festival.

Wang Xiaotao didn't know what this was celebrating the lantern festival, but she felt that she was very happy to see such a lively fireworks in the world.

Wang Xiaotao's shoes were full of mud and her clothes were dusty, and she walked alone through the brightly lit streets, with an unconscious smile on her face, looking at the things sold in the market with interest.

The gadgets peddled by small traders and vendors are crude but full of fun

She walked around the street like a child, liked everything she saw, and wanted to buy everything she saw.

Wang Xiaotao buys straw rabbits from the old man who sits on a straw stool and sells small animals, buys sugar gourds from a cloth-clothed man holding a straw shelf, watches a child with a runny nose on a street corner fight crickets, and buys a ring to put on the ground by herself.

I don't regret that none of the twenty rings have been set.

This is not the first time she has participated in the Lantern Festival, she used to be taken by her father and aunt, this is the first time she has visited the Lantern Festival alone, but she is not lonely, but there is a kind of happiness from the heart.

Over the years, she has long been accustomed to walking alone.

After a while, Wang Xiaotao held a bunch of gadgets in her hand, and she felt relaxed and comfortable that she hadn't felt for a long time.

Wang Xiaotao's face had a smile that crawled from the bottom of her heart to her face, she smiled at the three thousand bright lights in front of her, looking at the prosperity of this world, and the peace of all the people.

All kinds of people came and went on the side with masks, Wang Xiaotao thought that in order to match the atmosphere, she also had to bring a mask, so she walked to a mask stall with a large pile of food and play in her hand.

Smile and look up at the various masks sold here.

The vendor who bought the mask seems to have a good customer, and those who look at this big bag will inevitably buy an expensive mask, right?

Immediately enthusiastically introduced, "Girl, look at the mask?" The mask I have here is definitely the most complete in the whole stability, look at this ······."

"It's ······ What? ”

Somehow, the little girl's face turned pale and she pointed to a mask and asked.

The vendor looked at it and slapped his thigh, "Or you have a vision!" ”

The peddler took off the mask, put it on his face, and said with his teeth and claws, "This is the most popular red dragon mask right now!" ”

"Girl, you're from out of town, I think you've heard that a few years ago, one day a day the red dragon raged the Jing River and killed a lot of people!"

"Now the government has moved us outsiders, saying that as long as we come here, they will give us tax cuts, and this is also a rich place, much better than our hometown! How can you not be happy! ”

"You can also see how stable and lively it is now."

"We, too, are afraid that this red dragon will come to make trouble, so we built a temple here, and usually give it some offerings, so that it doesn't come to make trouble, and it is called the Red Dragon Temple."

"Oh, it's over there, you can walk along this road and take a look, this is also strange, after building this Dragon King Temple, let's call it a good weather here!"

"This red dragon can eat people, it looks fierce, it is the best-selling style today, but it is popular, girl, if you buy this mask·······"

With a 'bang', the thing in Wang Xiaotao's hand fell to the ground.

She felt like she was frozen on the ground and was slapped loudly and loudly, and her mind was buzzing.

She couldn't hear what the vendor was saying, so she paid in a daze, didn't want anything on the ground, took the hot red dragon mask, and floated all the way in the direction the vendor pointed like a ghost.

The Dragon King Temple stands on the very edge of the whole town, facing the mountain on the left, facing the spring, sitting in the north and facing the south, at a glance it is a carefully selected feng shui treasure land.

But Wang Xiaotao recognized this place at a glance, this was the altar they worshipped the immortal gods before!

This is the place where Dandan was tied up with five flowers, and this is the place where many people and animals were sacrificed to heaven before!

How could such a place become a temple in Qiantang!

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be anyone here on such a lively night, but the lights in the market are bright and green, and the river generally stretches all the way to the Dragon King Temple.

It can be seen that people decorate this Dragon King Temple with the greatest enthusiasm, and all kinds of lanterns are piled up in front of this Dragon King Temple.

Not to mention the brilliant lights, what is even more shocking is a huge dragon picture painted in front of this dragon king temple.

Before Wang Xiaotao got closer, it seemed that she had once again put back the nightmare of powerlessness and slaughter, and the lifelike Qiantang came back to life on this wall and swam towards her with her head held high.

Qian Tang opened his teeth and claws, and opened his mouth wide at Wang Xiaotao, as if he wanted to eat her in one bite.

Wang Xiaotao's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the red dragon mask that he had been holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground, and was trampled into pieces by the crowd coming and going behind him.

Nobody cares.

She looked at the splendid brand-new Dragon King Temple in front of her, and watched the portrait of Qiantang on the wall, she took a step forward, and with the young men and girls coming and going, she ghostly floated into the brightly lit Dragon King Temple.

The scene in the Temple of the Dragon King is even more striking, with bright lights falling on the intricate murals that fill the entire wall.

On the left is a picture of praying for rain, the color is gorgeous, the size is wide, the layout is sparse, it is the main painting in the hall.

In the painting, the red Qiantang dragon sits in the center, surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds, on both sides of the gorgeously dressed civil and military officials, palace ladies and jade girls and ghost pawns stand respectfully, the people under the temple steps are prostrate and kneeling, and there is a thin girl with a smile on the sacrificial table.

The white-clothed ghost-faced priest knelt under him with a prayer for rain in his hand, praying for the rain of the dragon king of Qiantang to come.

On the right is a picture of the dragon king walking in the rain, painted in the middle of the east wall, corresponding to the prayer for rain on the west wall, constituting the two main paintings in the hall.

The rain map depicts the dragon king returning to the rain, the world rains heavily, the people are grateful and look up to accept the gift of the dragon king, all of them are happy, satisfied, the whole mural blank is painted with coral birds, auspicious clouds.

There are also temple blessings in the Dragon King Temple, and some auspicious words are said to the people who come to worship.

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young.

You don't have to be rich and rich, peace and happiness are immortals.

Blessed by the Dragon King.

Some people come here to pray for the blessings of the dragon and bless them with good health.

Some people come here to pray for the dragon to bless them with a long marriage and grow old.

Someone came here to make a wish, as long as Shenlong fulfills his wish, he will definitely shape Shenlong's golden body next year.

If you see this Dragon King Temple in another place, see these murals, see the endless stream of pilgrims, and see this prosperous incense, Wang Xiaotao may feel that he has stopped to appreciate this rare painting skill.

She may be the same as before, talking to people who look happy and miserable when they look at them, and explore their stories and their desires.

But now Wang Xiaotao looked at these things, and only felt that a knife was stabbed into her chest.

This pain is different from the previous sleepless night, and the pain before Ao Shun inserted the entire chopsticks into his right leg.

This pain is more like being stabbed in the heart with the most hated force, but the person also pulled out the knife, laughed over and over again, and cut new wounds on the wound.

Bloodied and devastated.

Wang Xiaotao only felt powerless, and the whole person was crumbling.

At this moment, she was trampled on the same as the red dragon mask on the ground.