"Senior sister, I really don't lie to you, that guy seems to be a little ridiculous, but I don't know why, I don't feel anything about the so-called White Emperor sacrifice tonight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info In my opinion, everything in this park is normal, don't they need to prepare something in advance?"

The same is true for Yin Suwan's search, but there should be no problem with the intelligence, and the most important thing is that the sacrifice of the White Emperor can only be carried out in this way! There can be no other way.

Chen Lei coughed twice, and then said: "Okay, let's ignore the news from classmate Ren Fan for the time being, what we need to do now is to recharge our energy and wait for the battle at night, remember, even if we fight to the death, we have to destroy the sacrifice of the White Emperor!

The students responded in unison, and Chen Lei picked up the tea on the table at just the right temperature and brought it to his mouth. The corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and he murmured softly: "The bamboo basket is empty, hum! It seems that these guys are really as the secret letter said, as scheduled." ”

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It is rumored that Beijing City was built by Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao, and it was found that Beijing City had several sea eyes that led to the sea. The two largest ones are under a large temple in Yuquanshan Town, West Beijing, one is in Beihai by Baita, and the other is in Beixinqiao, Dongzhimen. In order to prevent water, he also locked a dragon in the eye of the sea, and promised that when the bridge was old, the bridge wings were repaired, and the street lamps were facing down, the dragon would be released. But people did not build the bridge, but built a temple of Yue Wang on it, and called this place Beixin Bridge.

If the lock dragon well is just a legend, I'm afraid it won't be so famous. The fame lies in the fact that many people have confirmed this legend!

During the Japanese pseudo-period, the Japanese did not believe in evil, and forced the common people to pull through the chains that locked the dragon, and the streets were all over the street, and before the end, the hateful little Japan also let them continue to pull up, and then the well suddenly went up against the black water, and there was a strange sound in the well, so scared that the little Japan did not dare to pull it up anymore, and the chain that was pulled up was smoothed back.

The second time was that the Red Guards broke the four olds, and the Red Guards did not believe in evil, and the result was almost the same as the result of the Japanese puppet period.

The third time was the famous subway line 5 Suolongjing accident.

It's early autumn at the Kitashinbashi subway station, and the trees are already starting to shed a little of their leaves. It was another night rain, and the withered leaves slowly trickled down the road with the rain, down the street to an unknown place.

This place is like a prison cell, the silence is terrible, the darkness is infiltrating. There was no light in sight, only the sound of "tick, tick, tick......" sounded.

If you listen carefully, you will be able to tell that the sound of water droplets is mixed with other sounds.

"Hoo ......"

The sound of muffled breathing, a breath that lasted for several minutes, a long time to complete a call, and a long time to complete an inhale.

A pair of huge golden pupils opened at once, and the golden giant pupils looked in one direction and stared for a long time. Closed again, a large mouth blinked, and a strange voice sounded, as if narrating something.

Maybe this is the dragon in the locked dragon well of Beixinqiao, as for the real or false, who knows? Who cares?

A large hall stands in the middle of a low ancient building complex, with three rooms wide, mahogany columns, and a roof of the palace.

There were several people standing in the main hall, and several of them looked at a Danqing painting on the wall with solemn eyes, and two dashing and mighty teenagers were fighting with an evil dragon!

There are two spiritual seats enshrined below, one is engraved: "The position of the ancestor Liu Bowen" and the other is engraved: "The position of the ancestor Yao Guangxiao".

The red incense burned, and wisps of cigarette smoke drifted into the air.

The two of them looked away from the Danqing in the hall, and the person on the left arched his hand and said, "Brother Ziyuan, don't come to harm." ”

"Brother Wen is right, my two brothers have indeed been missing for a long time. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, very happy about this rare gathering. Yao Ziyuan, a descendant of Yao Guangxiao. Liu Wen, a descendant of Liu Bowen. The two families were friends in the times, the Yao family was based in Beijing, and the Liu family was displaced because of Liu Bowen's single-minded pursuit of Buddhism, and finally settled in G Province.

Yao Ziyuan led Liu Wen to the living room, let his son brew good tea, two teacups were placed on the coffee table in the middle hall, and two yellow rosewood chairs were naturally on both sides of the coffee table.

"Brother Wen is entering Beijing this time?"

"Haha, I won't tell you, my father asked me to come! He always said that I have to come to the imperial capital to see the world, and by the way, help Chengjun, you know......"

Yao Ziyuan's face was weird, and he wanted not to ask, but it was not his own style if he didn't ask, so he looked a little rusty.

"Brother Wen, Uncle Liu has never asked about the world, why did he ...... this time?"

Liu Wen smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't say it, my son is not as important as his granddaughter! Isn't this my daughter entering Sungkyun this year? My father thought about taking this opportunity to see if he could get acquainted with her at the school and take care of her in the future." ”

Yao Ziyuan looked confused, sure enough, all parents in the world are the same! Thinking about Liu Wen's prestige back then, he has now become a good father who thinks about his children.

In the 90s of the last century, there was such a name for contemporary Tianjiao among the monks. The north five corners, the end of the birth of the net ugly. Southern Four Arts, Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting. Liu Wen is the "Southern Book" in the Four Arts of the South, why is it called the ghost book?

A piece of paper in the south is like wild grass, and I don't see that the soul of the south book has disappeared!

Everyone in the world knows that Liu Wen is good at calligraphy, and he also knows that this Nanshu kills people invisibly and takes his life without a trace, which has achieved the name of Nanshu.

"But, you should know that dealing with that thing isn't easy. In my opinion, we still quietly watch Chengjun solve it. ”

Liu Wen said nervously: "It's because it's not easy that I came to you? Do you really think that the only thing you need to deal with is those wolf cubs in the north? The real enemy is not just the wolf cub and the dead thing." The most important thing is people! The most terrible thing is that the heart is blackened. ”

Liu Wen didn't hear Yao Ziyuan's meaning, Yao Ziyuan meant that he didn't want to wade into this troubled water. But Liu Wen, who was nervous, naturally didn't hear it, and expressed his heart directly, wanting Yao Ziyuan to follow him!

Yao Ziyuan looked at Liu Wen embarrassedly, this guy is really the same as when he was young. sighed, brother who died, why not accompany him once?

"Since you sincerely invited me, then I will accompany you to be young again. But I can say it first, don't look for me for such a dangerous thing in the future, I want to live a few more years!"

"What are you talking about, as if I'm going to make you cannon fodder!" Liu Wen naturally didn't like his brother to say this.

Yao Ziyuan hurriedly waved his hand and smiled: "Okay, I was wrong, according to the news that prevailed in Beijing." Eight or nine is not far from ten, and fifteen is fifteen, so I can sleep peacefully tonight. Tomorrow night is destined to be a sleepless night. ”

Liu Wen listened to the light rain outside the door, his face was a little dark, and he muttered, "Emperor Bai......"