Li Xiuyuan turned over and sat on the dragon horse, hugged his fists and saluted: "The safety of the house cannot be ignored, so I will forgive you for being unaccompanied." ”

As soon as the words fell, he rode the dragon horse straight to Longyin Lake.

"It's a lake, you can't ride a horse. I don't know which scholar was busy shouting, for fear that Li Xiuyuan's eyes would be bad and he would fall into the lake on horseback.

But the next moment.

Ryoma jumped, his four hooves tread the water without sinking, and he stepped on the surface of the lake and quickly thought about the other side and ran away, the speed was extremely fast, like a gust of wind blowing by, and in a blink of an eye, Li Xiuyuan and Ryoma had already rushed to the center of the lake.

"He has a dragon and horse picture of Zhang Sengqiu, and he also knows the skill of putting the finishing touch, he must have obtained the true inheritance of Zhang Sengqiu. ”

"In the painting, Ryoma can tread water without sinking and walk like the wind, but today it is a real eye-opener. ”

"No, I want to worship this gentleman as a teacher, the finishing touch must not be lost, I want to carry it forward, teacher, teacher, etc., the student is willing to follow you. ”

Some scholars are like crazy, running and shouting, eager to catch up with the teacher and learn the finishing touches and other psychic painting skills.

It's just that where did he know that Li Xiuyuan's painting skills came from the talent given to him by the immortals.

And this qi is born and honed, and it can't be obtained overnight.

Li Xiuyuan ignored the shouts of those scholars at this moment, he had already crossed the treasure temple in the middle of Longyin Lake on his dragon horse.

However, just as he passed through the treasure temple, the sitting dragon horse suddenly stopped the iron hooves and raised his head and neighed, like a dragon's roar.

"Huh?" Li Xiuyuan's expression moved, but he didn't understand Ryoma's sudden move.

But when he glanced at it, his face was frozen when he saw the treasure temple.

But I saw that under the reflection of the firelight, the shadow appeared in the lake, and it twisted and turned into the shape of a dragon.

The dragon's body is bent, prostrate at the bottom of the lake, the dragon's claws, the dragon's head is distinct, the only pity is that the dragon can't move, on its body the treasure brake is like a sharp sword pierced it, it seems to nail the dragon to the bottom of the lake.

"The situation of the trapped dragon? There is indeed a real dragon trapped in this dragon Yin Lake, and the dragon foal is afraid that he has sensed the breath of the real dragon, so he stopped and hissed uneasily....... Or maybe the real dragon at the bottom of the lake deliberately emitted a breath to disturb Ryoma when I passed. ”

Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved slightly, and then said: "The real dragon at the bottom of the lake, you can be trapped here must be greatly implicated, this Longyin Lake was dug and built by the imperial court, and the treasure temple has also been blessed by the masters, and all this, it can't be done without the emperor's order, I still have something to do, but I don't have the kung fu to take care of you."

Repression is not repression. ”

"If you are a real dragon, why worry about this small suppression, after a few hundred years, the treasure temple will collapse and the lake will dry up, you will naturally be able to get out of trouble, and it is useless to shout at me. ”

With that, he rode away on the dragon pony.

"You help me get out of trouble, I help you put out the fire in the rain. Suddenly, a sound came out of the bottom of the lake, like a bubble rolling, which was a little dull.

Li Xiuyuan's expression moved slightly, but Long Ju had no intention of stopping, he replied, "Consider, consider." ”

Leaving the location of the treasure temple in the middle of the lake, he could no longer hear the voice of the real dragon.

It can be seen that after it was suppressed, it was limited in its ability to show, and it was a little reluctant to speak and communicate.

It's just that he has a lot of things to solve now, and he doesn't want to care about this dragon's affairs for the time being, who knows how much trouble this dragon will bring once it is released, and he doesn't know whether the dragon is good or evil.

At the moment, south of the city.

The fire stretched down the street with such ferocity that in a few moments the entire street was ignited, and sparks spread everywhere and in other places.

Most of the houses in the capital are made of wood, and although most people use bricks and stones to prevent fire, the two firewalls are useless when the real fire spreads, and the flames spread in an incredible direction as if they were spiritual

Open until you finally ignite everything in front of you.

The flames soared into the sky, the people ran in panic, and the south of the city became a mess.

Even if someone keeps carrying water to extinguish the fire, the fire cannot be extinguished at all.

Mr. Cui of the Six Gates, with all the people under his command, arranged for the people to flee, but at the same time, he saw that in the place where the fire was at its largest, there were many strange people, these people were wearing fire-red clothes, fire-red hats, and even their beards were fire-red, and they were standing in the firelight.

In his hand, he waved the order flags of the Suzaku Regiment.

The banner in their hands pointed to the east, and a fire spread to the east.

Pointing ahead, the fire rushed towards the north of the city as if with the help of a south wind.

Every time a block was burned, the man who commanded the fire laughed, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the smoke poured into his mouth, and the smoke was mixed with domestic animals, the souls of the dead, and streams of incense from various families to worship gods, Buddhas, and ancestors.

With each puff of smoke, the fiery red man's body became stronger.

In addition, in all corners of the capital, there are many wild ghosts and hairy gods who take this opportunity to absorb incense, and they just share some leftovers, which are not as many as those in red clothes.

"Damn, this fire is not man-made, there are ghosts and gods who take this opportunity to cause chaos, and it was the same last time, but this time they went even further, and they were so ruthless that they wanted to burn down the entire south of the city. ”

When Mr. Cui saw those ghosts and gods, he was furious, and rushed over with his subordinates with a long lance to trouble those ghosts and gods.

"The head catcher, this matter is not something we can solve, you know the ability of this fire spirit god, if you can deal with him, the capital will not be on fire every year, this is his rule, you have to collect incense once a year to worship, less than a dozen households, a few more streets, you don't know

Road. Lao Yan on the side grabbed Mr. Cui and said.

"Is this that he is really too much, and he wants to burn the entire capital clean? You don't have to pull me, I can't swallow this breath. Cui Zong broke free and immediately ran towards the place where the fire spread.

He also rode fast horses, blindfolded them so that they would not be afraid of the fire.

When he came to a burning mansion, he immediately took out a magic sword from his bosom without hesitation, and then threw it at a man in a fiery red robe.

However, the magic sword flew away, and before it landed on the body of the red-robed man, it was ignited by the surrounding fire, and immediately burst into flames, and he lost his spirituality and fell.

The man's eyes moved, looked at Cui Zongzhuo, grinned, and pointed at him with the order flag in his hand.

Immediately, the fires in the surrounding streets were pouring towards him.

Cui was shocked and left Qima to hide.

He rolled on the ground several times in succession, and finally escaped from the flames.

He was covered in white smoke, his hair and eyebrows were burnt, and a scorching smell emanated from his whole body.

In the midst of the fire, the horse that Cui Zongyu was sitting on was also neighing in pain, and it could be vaguely seen struggling in the firelight.

Soon, though.

The horses fell to the ground with a thud and were burned alive by the fire.

"It's just a mere catcher who can see ghosts and gods, and he dares to stop me, it's like killing himself. The man in the fiery red robe said coldly, and when he opened his mouth to suck, the horse's soul was swallowed by him.

Then he waved the flag a few times, and the surrounding houses immediately collapsed, and the burning beams and pillars fell and smashed, making it inevitable for Mr. Cui to avoid it.

Although his martial arts were strong, he still couldn't dodge after picking up several burning beams and pillars, and he was smashed into the long lance in his hand and fell to the ground.

"Ah~!"

Mr. Cui let out a miserable scream, and the skin and flesh on his body were scalded and smoking.

"Burn you. The man in the fiery red robe opened his mouth and spat out, and immediately the flames erupted and shrouded away.

"Oops. Cui Zongyu endured the severe pain and wanted to escape.

But his martial arts are only mortal martial arts, and the ghost and god in front of him are very high, and they are not something that he can deal with with by his means.

"Huh~!"

But at this moment, a golden light suddenly flew from the other side of the street, instantly broke through the air, tore the spitting flame, directly pierced the head of the man in the fiery red robe, and finally fixed it on the charred wall of a certain house, and disappeared in an instant

moved, but the boss with a pair of unshiny eyes looked shocked.

"Who saved me?" Mr. Cui shuddered and hurriedly pushed away the beams and pillars that were pressing on his body.

Looking back, he saw an extraordinary dragon horse walking slowly on the bluestone road, the sound of iron hooves was crisp, and the light of the fire could not be hidden.

And above the dragon horse, a young and handsome man dressed as a literati was looking at him.

"Mr. Cui, can you tell me what happened in the south of the city? On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, there was such a big fire, you are a little derelict in your duties. Li Xiuyuan grabbed it casually.

With a flash of golden light, the sword returned to his hand again.

"See Lord Li, thank you for saving your life. Cui Zongzhu immediately clasped his fists and saluted, kneeling down on one knee.

He has verified the identity of Li Xiuyuan as the assassin of Yangzhou, so it is necessary to give a gift when they meet.