Blue Dragon vs. Black Dragon Pond --- vernacular 40

(The original work of Long Xingfeng is shocking, and it is forbidden to reprint and publish.) ）

It is said that when the two sides fought and fought each other, and the victory or defeat was immediately decided, the old dragon king of the East China Sea came. Stopped both sides and walked in front of Qinglong: "Qinglong, you deserve to be a generation of heroes,"

Qinglong was praised by the old dragon king, but he didn't understand what the old dragon king meant: "I ?------- a generation of heroes?"

"Haha, yes," the old dragon king pointed to his twelve dragon sons: "We have united the heavens, earth, and gods from all walks of life, laid out twelve levels, thirty-six sets of formations, combined with water, roads, air, underground and other measures. You've all broken through one by one. Not only did it create you, but it also trained my twelve dragons, and strengthened the defense of my dragon palace. ”

Oh, I see. Qinglong suddenly realized, he always felt that he was fighting and running ring after ring, as if someone had deliberately arranged it, and this time, he understood that it was all planned by the old dragon king.

"Qinglong, in order to reward your ingenuity, I have specially prepared a golden cane for you," the old dragon king took out a small and delicate golden cane from his clothes and handed it to Qinglong. "In the future, when you enter and leave my Dragon Palace, you can rely on this golden cane. ”

Twelve dragons, twelve pairs of jealous eyes, watched as Qinglong took the golden cane.

Although Qinglong was a little dissatisfied with the old dragon king's approach, he couldn't show any emotions on the surface. Besides, the old dragon king gave Qinglong such a high reward. Endure a little hardship, suffer a little grievance, and come all the way, it's nothing.

"Haha, tonight, everyone will gather together to celebrate the success of Qinglong. The old dragon king happily greeted the green dragon, and the twelve dragon sons, when they heard that there was a banquet to eat, all surrounded the green dragon and praised it.

Qinglong couldn't stand this hypocritical hospitality, so he said goodbye to the old dragon king and those dragons.

"We'll meet later, I've been delayed for many days and need to go back. Qinglong nodded politely to them, then turned around and left.

After Qinglong had walked a long way, he suddenly remembered that his partner --- white horse.

What a coincidence, the white horse was already running over out of breath. Qinglong was taken aback: "Ah, how do you know I'm here?"

The white horse ran to Qinglong's side, looked left and right, and did not suffer any damage, so he shook his head and tail in confidence. Qinglong understood, maybe he went to ask the black dragon to help fight the information, and it was revealed, and it was transmitted to the white horse, and the white horse rushed over day and night, panting. The white horse is worthy of being a divine horse, and the duty to protect the master will be on his body. Qinglong was glad that he could get such a magic horse.

The green dragon and white horse rested in place for a while, and remembered the flooding of the Yellow River, so he flew on his horse and ran straight in the direction of the Yellow River breach.

The words are divided into two ends, and then Emperor Kangxi, who rested in the inn for a few days, and the heavy rain stopped. He ordered his entourage to go on the road and rushed to the place where the Yellow River broke to see that the Yellow River had been diverted and the overflowing water of the Yellow River had retreated. He ordered all state capitals to strengthen protection along the embankment of the Yellow River, and to protect the embankment with large stones in dangerous places. After resting for a while, he didn't wait for the fortune teller, so he returned to the court by himself.

It is recorded in history that it is said that the Kangxi Emperor, when he inspected the flooding of the Yellow River, issued an order to the state capital to strengthen the embankment of the Yellow River, and never mentioned the contribution of Qinglong to the flooding of the Yellow River. Of course, Qinglong is an immortal, and it is impossible to leave any record in the world, which is also normal.

The green dragon rode a white horse and came to the place where the Yellow River flooded to take a look. Because more than a month has passed, and besides, the flood season has passed, of course, there is no such thing as the flooding of the Yellow River.

After more than a month of running around, fighting and fighting, although Qinglong is tired and bitter. However, he himself was already very skilled. Besides, he has completely changed into a scholar with a little white face, and he can live freely in the world.

The immortal world has also relaxed the scope of Qinglong's activities a lot, and the constraints have evolved to: as long as it can do good things for the reproduction and survival of human beings, no matter what Qinglong does, there is nothing wrong with it. This is a reward that ordinary immortals can't get.

Qinglong saw that he didn't have anything important to do, so he patted Bai Ma's neck: "Let's live in the world for a while, how about feeling the warmth of the world," Qinglong patted Bai Ma's ass again: "In the future, don't reveal our martial arts until the last resort." ”

The white horse is a divine horse, and immediately understood the meaning of the master, so he raised his head and shouted, which was regarded as an agreement.

The green dragon rode a white horse and trotted unhurriedly on the road. Suddenly, after a group of people hurried over, they turned around and came back, circling the green dragon and white horse twice.

"Hey, boy, where did you steal this white horse?" asked Qinglong a middle-aged man with a pair of soothing triangular eyes.

"Ah, this strong man, this white horse was not stolen, it is my own. Qinglong wanted to laugh when he looked at this triangular-eyed man, but, in order to reduce trouble, he didn't laugh.

"What? Your own, where are you from, and who are your names, one by one. If I don't know, this white horse is mine. ”

This is really a difficult problem, the first problem that Qinglong encountered in the world, how to answer it? How should it be said? Qinglong did not plan this matter, and when he suddenly encountered it, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Haha, it was stolen, get down. The triangular-eyed man didn't allow Qinglong to say anything more, so he pushed Qinglong down and rode up himself. The white horse could have taken this triangular eye down and taught the triangular eye a lesson. When the white horse saw the green dragon's eyes, he signaled not to do that, and he obeyed.

After Triangle Eye got the white horse, he continued to move forward, and the green dragon followed.

Who is this triangular eye? It turns out that there is a Shijiazhuang not far away. There is a big family in Shijiazhuang, which is a member of the outside, known as the Shiyuan outside. This triangular-eyed person is the housekeeper outside the historian, and today he is going to collect rent in other places.

As soon as Triangle Eye entered the door of Shi Yuanwai's house, he shouted: "Shi Yuanwai, I have come to you to report good news." ”

The historian was sitting at home drinking tea, and suddenly heard the butler shouting in, holding a big white horse in his hand, he was really happy. He got up and took the big white horse, turned over and went up, and slipped up the horse directly in his yard.

The white horse was already unhappy, and now there is another one riding on him, ten thousand unhappy. At this time, the historian also whipped the white horse with a horsewhip. This completely angered the white horse, and the master was not in front of him anyway. He ran and ran, and quickened his pace. When I was happy outside the historian, I braked suddenly. This made the historian miserable, and he rolled out of the white horse's head with a grunt.

Oops, the family members hurried to help the historian. After working for a long time, the historian woke up. The first sentence was: "Whose white horse? ”

It was only at this time that Triangle Eye remembered Qinglong, the owner of the white horse. Go out and look for it immediately, in fact, if you don't look for it, Qinglong will also find it here.

Qinglong, who was resting next to Shijiazhuang, already sensed that someone was looking for him and wanted to enter the village.

I heard a group of people and horses, clamoring to come to Qinglong's side.

"Butler, it's this kid's white horse. ”

Triangle eyes looked, isn't it, even pushed and hugged Qinglong to see the official.

The county magistrate of the Yamen of Sanhe County was sitting idle under the mirror when someone suddenly beat the drum. So he struck the startled wood on the top of the desk and shouted, "Who is beating the drum?"

Two rows of standing shifts in the yamen: "mighty --- martial"

This "Tang Wei", which is called the promotion of the county magistrate, generally plays a role in deterring prisoners.

Triangle Eye and a group of people entered the yamen hall and knelt down and kowtowed: "Lord Qingtian, someone used a stolen horse to hurt the historian of our Shijiazhuang. ”

"What? Someone stole a horse and injured someone?" the county magistrate was startled and didn't understand.

What is this? This is called "The Wicked Sue First."

Triangle Eye got up and stepped forward, and told him everything that had just happened. The county magistrate knows the historian of Shijiazhuang, and besides, the two people still have contacts and have a relationship. Although, the county magistrate knows that Triangle Eye is usually bullying and domineering. However, you have to give this historian a little extra face, don't you?

"Biography, this horse thief!" the county magistrate knocked the startled wood on the table again.

Triangle Eye and their group pushed Qinglong into the yamen lobby. Standing on both sides: "Wei --- Wu" shouted again, which means to make Qinglong kneel and kowtow.

Qinglong didn't have this awareness, nor did he have the habit of kneeling and kowtowing, just like a young and vigorous young man, standing there straight. The official of the yamen looked at it, hey, he didn't understand the rules, and raised the law enforcement stick in his hand to shine on Qinglong's buttocks.

I know what will happen next, so let's talk about it next time.

(The original work of Long Xingfeng is shocking, and it is forbidden to reprint and publish.) ）