The waves crashed on the shore, and the dark clouds rolled up.

The salty sea breeze blows in the face, and the wind sands in the wind, making it impossible to open your eyes.

In the southwest of Dongsheng Shenzhou, a village adjacent to the West Sea.

A young man and a hunchbacked turtle descended from the clouds and stopped in front of a python temple.

In the temple, there is a tall statue of a god, with a human head and a snake body, majestic and majestic.

"Prime Minister Turtle, what kind of person do you say this python god is, why did I look at three python temples, and the python god in each temple looks different?"

The turtle prime minister thought about it for a while, and he already thought of something in his heart, and was about to speak, but he deliberately sighed again, shook his head and said: "Back to the third prince, forgive the old slave for being stupid and not thinking of the truth." ”

This young man is Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Palace, he saw that Prime Minister Gui had a puzzled face, and laughed: "You don't know this, the reason why they did this is to deliberately confuse the public, so that people can't guess the true identity of the python god." ”

"I see, the third prince is really smart. In fact, Prime Minister Gui had already thought of it, but he couldn't help but say it, and when he heard Ao Bing say it, he praised it again.

He knew that Ao Bing was so happy, so by Ao Bing's side, as long as he continued to flatter, he could make Ao Binglong's heart happy.

No one wants to be a licking dog, but who makes Ao Bing a dragon.

As a subsidiary of the dragon clan, the turtle clan has been serving it since ancient times, and the turtle prime minister has lived for 3,330 years, so he naturally knows this truth.

And Ao Bing is likely to become the new lord of the four seas after the dragon competition, and he will definitely serve Ao Bing well this time.

"What python god, I don't think he's better than my sister. These people are really against the sky, and they even dare to smash the Dragon Mother Temple. Ao Bing said and took out a gold-handled brush from his waist and said with a smile, "In this situation, I want to write a poem." ”

Prime Minister Turtle was timid, looked east and west, and persuaded: "I heard that the python god sect is not easy to mess with, I think we should not mess with them." ”

"What are you afraid of, with the cultivation of this prince, I don't care about these monsters at all. Ao Bing said arrogantly, "Besides, this king is known as the 'God of Poetry of the Four Seas', and it is a great honor for them to inscribe poems to them." ”

It's okay not to mention this "God of Poetry from the Four Seas", as soon as he said this, Prime Minister Gui quietly showed a little contempt for Ao Bing.

Everything has to start from fifty years ago, when the Four Seas Sea Clan selected the God of Poetry, and many really talented Sea Tribes came to participate, but in the end they all lost to Ao Bing.

The poem written by Ao Bing at that time is as follows:

The two horns were so big and so big that everyone in the four seas was afraid.

When he breathes, it rains, and the people of the world love him.

This poem looks ordinary, but it has a name that shocks the world: "My Father Dragon King".

All the sea clan judges unanimously agreed that Ao Bing's poetry was the first in the four seas, so he won the title of the god of poetry in the four seas.

Since then, Ao Bing has been conceited with his poetic talent, and he likes to write a poem everywhere he goes.

"I don't know what poem the third prince wants to write today?"

Ao Bing pondered for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote.

Prime Minister Gui Cheng looked at Ao Bing's earthworm-like crooked words, and gasped: "This ......"

What a rotten poem this is!

......

Thunder rumbled, the sea breeze howled, and it seemed that a storm was coming.

I never thought that when I first arrived in Akan Village, I would encounter such bad weather.

Jiang Yi and the others got down from the backs of the four faces, and Akan said: "This is my hometown, do you want to go to my house to rest first?"

Jiang Yi bowed: "That's very good." "Worry-free

Although he has decided to help Akan clean up the water scorpion essence, after all, there is a python god cult behind the other party, and if he can use a dark arrow, he doesn't need an open gun, and after using the dark arrow, he has to crush his bones and scatter ashes, and clean his hands and feet.

"My lord, there are many people gathered there. ”

As soon as he entered the village, Hu Xiaolu climbed to a high place and suddenly said to Jiang Yi.

Everyone looked in the direction that Hu Xiaolu was pointing at, and sure enough, they saw a dense crowd.

Akan limped forward, grabbed a child and asked, "What's going on, what are you all making a fuss about?"

The child gloated a little and said: "I don't know who inscribed an anti-poem in the python temple, and the village chief is worried that the python god will pursue it, and is investigating who did it." ”

"Oh?"

Akan glanced back at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi said in a low voice: "Let's go over and have a look first." ”

"Hey, Brother Akan, didn't you fall for the poison of the water scorpion, why are you so good again?"

The child's question attracted the attention of the other adults.

They all looked at Akan together, they were all a little afraid, and they were even more suspicious in their hearts, Akan was poisoned by the water scorpion, and it stands to reason that he should have no life, could he be a ghost?

Just looking at the person beside him, Jiang Yi is handsome and refreshing, and Daji is charming and moving, but he doesn't look like a ghost.

At this time, a white-haired and hunchbacked old man stepped forward, and the villagers all gave way to him, he should be the village chief, he looked Akan up and down, and asked, "Are you...... Are you alright?"

Akan nodded and smiled, "Yes, it was these two benevolent fathers who saved me." ”

The village chief looked at Jiang Yi and Daji again, and sighed, "That's really your blessing." ”

However, he turned his head again and looked at the python temple behind him, and his eyes gradually showed a trace of sadness.

"But you have offended Lord Scorpion, and I advise you not to come back. The world is so big, there is always a place for you, and if you come back, I don't know what the water scorpion will do to you. ”

Ah Ran said with some annoyance: "What water scorpion lord, in my opinion, the Python God Sect is a group of demons and monsters. The village chief, my benevolent man has great powers, and he will definitely be able to help us deal with the water scorpion spirit. ”

When the village chief heard Akan's words, his eyes widened: "Are you crazy if you want to deal with the water scorpion spirit!" Not to mention whether you can get rid of the water scorpion master, you look at the power of the Python God Sect in this West Sea, just a few of you, isn't this hitting a stone with an egg?"

Jiang Yi originally wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner and silently eliminate demons, but he didn't expect Akan to be so high-profile, which made him a little embarrassed.

He grabbed Akan, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Village Chief, what you said makes a lot of sense. What Akan said was just angry words, how could we have such a great ability to dare to argue with the Python God Cult. When we came back from this trip, we asked Akan to pack up and prepare to flee for his life. ”

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief: "It should be like this." You're unlucky alone, but you can't implicate everyone. ”

Akan was about to say something, but Jiang Yi gave him a look, and he had no choice but to give up.

Jiang Yi asked again: "Village chief, I heard that there is an anti-poem in the python temple, I don't know if you have found out anything?"

The village chief shook his head: "Today, the water scorpion is not here, so we are negligent in incense, who knows that there is actually an extra poem on the wall, and the content of the poem surprised me." If the scorpion is seen, I am afraid that the whole village will die. ”

"What poem is so rebellious?"

Jiang Yi's curiosity was aroused.

The village chief led them to the python temple, pointed to the wall and said angrily: "It's just that this poem is bad, the words are extremely ugly, and I don't know what ink is used, and I can't wipe it off, we can't smash the wall, you say it's not angry." ”

Jiang Yi looked at the poems on the wall and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Python god python god what god, little earthworm to deceive people.

Cramps peel the skin under the oil pan, in fact, I love steaming the most.