Xiao Jiu turned back to the height of two people, shook to Liang Yu and said: "Back then, as a thousand-year-old python, I followed the river into the sea, and I only had to survive the ninefold thunder tribulation to turn into a dragon, but after the eightfold thunder, I was dying and crumbling, and when the last heavenly thunder came, thanks to the master who used the Jiuyang jade seal to block in front of me, I was able to successfully turn into a dragon!"

Hu Xiaoxiao patted Liang Yu and said: "It's also because it dragged your blessing that he barely survived the Nine Thunder Tribulation, so I called him Xiao Jiu, and I later asked you why you helped him, you only said that it was not easy to cross the tribulation, and if you saw it, you would help... At that time, I thought, this person is so freewheeling!"

Xiao Jiu said gratefully: "So Xiao Jiu swears to follow his master to the death and break through the Yin Division together... It was only later that the master was caught by them, and I was sealed in the painting by the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, but the Bodhisattva had mercy and mercy and told me that the day when the Jiuyang Jade Seal reappeared was the time when I returned!"

When Liang Yu heard this, he suddenly remembered that Bixia Yuanjun had also mentioned that the Bodhisattva King of Jizo had interceded for Chongmingzi, that is, Liang Yu's previous life, so that he could be reincarnated again...

Hu Xiaoxiao looked up at Xiao Jiudao: "Did the great bodhisattva say how you should leave this painting?"

Xiao Jiu said proudly: "That's not easy! Our dragon genus can travel through the Three Realms and shuttle through space, if it weren't for the Bodhisattva's blessing of Buddhism on this mountain, how could a mere painting trap me!"

Hu Xiaoxiao patted his little hand lightly and said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Liang Yu suddenly said, "Wait, Lord Yang is still here..."

As he said this, the door of the room opposite them opened, and it was Mo Lan who walked out with Yang Lian.

Yang Lian recognized Liang Yu at a glance, and was about to step forward, but he was so frightened by Xiao Jiu that he fainted, but fortunately, Mo Lan helped him by the side and handed him over to Liang Yu.

Hu Xiaoxiao looked Mo Lan up and down: "We're leaving, what else do you have to do?"

Mo Lan looked at the crowd: "I have the same breath as this painting, I knew that there is a big mystery hidden in this painting, but I didn't expect that there is a real dragon sleeping here, and now this real dragon is gone, this painting will be destroyed, and when the sky falls, I will have nowhere to rely on..."

Hu Xiaoxiao gave her a blank look: "What do we have to do with us? Who made you choose such a place to live!"

Mo Lan looked at Liang Yu sincerely and said, "Childe, look, I brought the old gentleman here, can you save me?"

"How to save it?" Liang Yu looked at her coldly, "Do we still want to stay in this painting for you?"

Mo Lan waved her hand again and again: "How dare you dare! I can't hide it, Mo Lan is called the fairy in the painting, but in fact she is the ghost in the painting, as long as Mo Lan is taken away when the son leaves, Mo Lan will have life, otherwise..."

Hu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows to look at Liang Yu: "What a ghost girl, Liang Gongzi..."

Liang Yu's face was hot when she said it, but she still opened the Lingxiu fan and said, "You come to this fan!" But you have to be honest, there are hungry wolves stationed in this fan, and you are not its opponent!"

"Thank you, Childe!" Mo Lan touched her tears and then slipped into the Lingxiu fan.

Hu Xiaoxiao shook his little brain and said, "Tut-tut... Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, even the ghosts have mercy... I think you're a Mr. Dongguo!".

With a dragon roar, Xiao Jiu carried Liang Yu straight into the clouds of the world in the painting, and at this time, Hu Xiaoxiao had taken Yang Lian and Mo Lan to temporarily live in the Lingxiu fan.

"Master, you have to sit tight!" Xiao Jiu admonished, and the dragon claw tore a crack in the sky, and before the crack was closed, it turned into a blue light, and it got into it with a whoosh!

After a trance, Liang Yu had already stood on the edge of the table in Yang Lian's study again, and he was holding a dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, and the majestic power emanating from the jade pendant was obviously indicating his identity - Qinglong Xiaojiu!

At this time, it was still dawn, and there was no light in the study, but in the next moment, Liang Yu only felt that a bright light appeared silently behind him, and when he turned around, it was the painting that spontaneously combusted!

Liang Yu really saw that the strange rocky black mountain in the painting was collapsing with the firelight, and there seemed to be many miserable cries in the firelight, and the world must be gone in a blink of an eye...

Liang Yu looked at the ancient paintings that were about to be burned, and played with the dragon-shaped jade pendant a few times, and was suddenly stunned, and suddenly remembered a four-character proverb: "The return journey is long, and there are many tribulations." The dragon returns to the grave, and the death is dead."

This is the first time he went to the Yin and Yang Realm, Taishan Bixia Yuanjun told him, the dragon returned to the mound appeared...

He once thought that he was referring to Long Jiao and the immortal mound on Liubo Island, but now it seems that the "dragon" should refer to this green dragon, because he belongs to Chongmingzi!

As for the "mound", whether it is the fairy mound of Liubo Island or the dragon mound in the painting, it is even more unknown... In short, for Liang Yu, what really makes him nervous may be the last sentence "death is the end"...

The ancient paintings were burned, only two blackened painting shafts remained, Liang Yu helped Yang Lian to the chair on the side and sat down, and after pressing the human middle to wake him up, Yang Lian looked at Liang Yu in surprise and said, "You... You are Liang Yu!"

Liang Yu said: "It's down." Lord Yang, Lord Zhao, the secretary of the military department, asked me to hand you a letter..."

Yang Lian obviously hadn't woken up from the bizarre experience just now, he numbly took the envelope and muttered, "Could it be a dream?"

"Uh... Liang Yu, how are you in the official's study?" Yang Lian took the letter and suddenly asked, "The official seemed to be dreaming just now, and it didn't seem to be a dream, but just now I seem to have seen you in a mountain..."

As he spoke, he raised his forehead and recalled, Liang Yu coughed lightly and said, "Lord Yang, Lord Zhao has something urgent to entrust! Why don't you read the letter first?"

Yang Lian nodded and said yes, then lit the oil lamp, read the letter carefully, and said: "Since Lord Zhao has entrusted you to bring the letter, you must also be a trustworthy person! Lord Zhao and I share the same hatred and hatred for the eunuch, and the key is this letter!

Liang Yu said modestly: "It is incumbent on Liang Yu to be very lucky." ”

Yang Lian nodded with satisfaction, and when he put the letter away, he caught a glimpse of the scroll on the table, and immediately leaned back on the back of the chair in shock, pointed to the scroll and said, "That painting! That painting is really not a dream!"

Liang Yu saw that he was frightened, and hurriedly reassured: "Lord Yang, don't panic! There was an evil intrusion on the adult just now, and at this time, the evil has been eliminated, and the adult you have been brought back safe and sound! Everything has passed, and it is all right." ”

Yang Lian nodded, and then said indignantly: "Wei Zhongxian, that eunuch, in order to frame us and others, did everything, and actually thought of using such despicable means!"

"Oh?" Liang Yu said curiously, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Lian looked at the painting scroll, and said with palpitations: "Yesterday, when I was about to retire from the dynasty, the emperor gave me this painting, saying that Wei Zhongxian entrusted the emperor to give it to me, and I wanted to turn the war into a jade silk! It's a nice thing to say, but in fact, in the name of the royal gift, I have to accept it!"

Liang Yu also glanced at the painting scroll in embarrassment: "But now this painting has been destroyed..."

Yang Lian said helplessly: "I expected that the thief's original intention was to use the evil magic in this painting to kill me! It's also a crime... What a vicious thief this thief is!"

Liang Yu suddenly asked, "Lord Yang, does you know where Wei Zhongxian got this painting?"

Yang Lian shook his head: "Then I don't know." However, more than a year ago, some so-called outsiders began to enter and leave the palace, perhaps they handed them over to Wei Zhongxian. ”

"A master outside the world?" Liang Yu immediately felt that it was not easy at this time, but it was probably useless to talk to Yang Lian any longer, so he said a few polite words and left.

At this time, the sky was already light, Liang Yu was busy all night, and he was a little troubled, after a little relaxation, he called out Hu Xiaoxiao, planning to eat something, and then find a place to stay in the capital temporarily.

In this way, while waiting for the news of Zhao Yan and Yang Lian's impeachment of Wei Zhongxian, they inquired about the whereabouts of the two elders, Lu Daoqing and Feng Daoyu.

At this time, just after the first lunar month, the capital was still cold, and many hawkers had just come out of the stalls, Liang Yu and Hu Xiaoxiao found a nearby food stall to sit down, and ordered a lot of Beijing snacks such as toads spitting honey, rubber rings, soybean milk, sugar rolls, etc.

While the two were eating, they chatted with each other, and soon looked at the red but not dazzling winter day, showing a small half of the city wall, and the number of pedestrians on the street increased, and they finally got up and went to find an inn.

"Where did you call Hanako, come early in the morning to pick up leftovers, it's really unlucky!"

Liang Yu frowned as he listened to the hawker scolding behind him, and when he looked back, he saw an old beggar in ragged clothes and gray hair, who was being driven away from the seat he and Hu Xiaoxiao had just taken.

"Liang Yu?" the old beggar showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled and walked with Liang Yu.

Liang Yu recognized at a glance that the old beggar was Ma Zhenyi, so he smiled and said, "Are the old-timers still hungry?

Ma Zhen listened to them one by one, crossed his hands into his cuffs, and sat down on the bench of the stall just now with a smile.

The hawker was just about to get angry, Liang Yu had already handed him a piece of broken silver, and the hawker immediately asked Ma Zhen with an enthusiastic face: "What do you always want to eat?"

"What they ate just now, let's double it!" Ma Zhenyi finished speaking, and glanced at the broken silver in the vendor's hand, "Is the money enough?"

"Enough, enough!" said the peddler, and began to get busy.

Hu Xiaoxiao sat opposite Ma Zhenyi and said with a wicked smile: "How many days have you been hungry?"

Ma Zhen stretched out his hand one by one: "It's not much, it's only been five days..."

Hu Xiaoxiao pouted: "In your realm, Bigu is relaxed, and you still care about not eating for five days?"

Ma Zhenyi said with a smile on his face: "The three of us here, which one of them still cares if they are full or not, sitting here, isn't it just to satisfy their hunger!hahaha!"

Hu Xiaoxiao sneered: "You're right!"

After Liang Yu smiled, he looked to both sides and said in a low voice: "Senior Ma, I haven't seen you for a year, why did you come to the capital again? When we parted, didn't you go to Shuzhong? What did you gain?"

Ma Zhenyi sighed: "Alas, that trip was not in vain, and sure enough, I found a big event... For this reason, I almost buried this old life in Shu!"