At night, the wind rose, tearing up stacks of frost flowers that had been docked on the wall during the day, covering the ground, resting for a while, but being pulled again, and swimming to another place, like a wild traveler floating in the world.

"Boss, I didn't expect that there would be such a magnificent building in this Dead Sichuan Country, although it looks rotten, but it is still strong under the wrapping of ice and snow. ”

"Yes, if it is an ordinary ancient city in the baptism of time, it may have been dilapidated, and I don't know how this city was preserved so completely..."

"Hehe, don't you know, this Dead Sichuan Country used to be a precious place, even if it was compared to the capital city, it was not worth mentioning..."

Wu Fan looked at the old man and found that although he was old, he gave people a sense of vitality, as if he had infinite vitality, especially those eyes, which were as black and white as a newborn, and they were watery and radiant.

"Boss, this is the old liar I met before, don't listen to his nonsense..."Yuan Hua had told Wu Fan about what he saw and heard that day before, but he had forgotten about it these days, and he had been in a hazy state for the past few days, he finally saw the light, and he was almost blinded, and now he is almost recovered, and when he saw that the voice of the person who spoke was a little familiar, he stretched his neck to see that it was really an old man.

Although Lao Er used some inferior means, it was only forced by the situation of interests, but Lao Er did not hurt anyone's life. With everyone here all the way cold and enthusiastic, isn't Lao Er a bodhisattva?"

"This..."The little monk scratched his head, but he had nothing to say.

"Anyway, if you have nothing to do, if you have the heart, you can listen to the old man, and you will also know the roots. If you're not interested, you'll just be an old man. Then he moved forward, stroked his beard, shook his head, and picked up the unfinished words.

An empty city with no life, an empty house with a collapsed roof, but at this time it was surrounded by outsiders in a half circle, enveloping the hoarse sound of scattering in the middle. They kept the intermittent sound in the cold night, like holding a fire to keep warm, this candle flame was not light, but it illuminated everyone's thoughts.

The ice and snow of the Dead River Country melted in Mu Lao'er's mouth, and he took the opportunity to slip out.

A hundred years, perhaps a thousand years ago, when the river was not dead, it was raging and surging, and I don't know when a huge capital city was established here. The plaque on the castle has three large, wild fonts that are just like its name, "Yongchuan Province", and the plaque can be broken at any time.

The reason why it is called "Yongchuan" is that this river does not come from afar, but gushes out of the ground in one day. Since the day it gushes out, it has become a river, not an ordinary stream. Yongchuan brings not only humid air, but also thousands of fireworks and fierce horses.

Legend has it that the lord of the castle is a dragon demon beast that has been cultivated for thousands of years and turned into a human form, but he gets along well with humans and protects the people of Yongchuan from foreign people, and even the most ferocious mandrills in the mountains cannot invade a single step.

The most vicious and poisonous thing in the world is nothing more than the evil way, and the most vicious and poisonous head is the human heart.

The human beings of Yongchuan have been nourished by this dragon clan for thousands of years, and at some point, under the spoiling of the dragon clan, jealous seedlings have grown, and then they have grown vigorously and become a subversive heart. Although a confrontational force secretly emerged, it was weak and could only spread words of rebellion verbally, and the mood of rebellion was high for a while.

However, the humans of Yongchuan Country were raised by the dragons, and the lifespan of humans was nothing more than a fleeting meteor compared to the dragons. A hundred years of rebellion may be nothing more than a teenager's rebellion in their eyes, so the dragons did not take it to heart, delusionally hoping to let this emotion be erased by the torrent of time.

As if in response to their evil thoughts, one day when these subversive people made plans again, a man with a blank face and a ghostly spirit suddenly walked outside the door, and before everyone could react, he took something out of his arms and threw it into the crowd.

The leader subconsciously caught this thing and found that it was a jasper wine jug. After he opened it with a wary face, he only felt that the air was extremely fragrant, and he couldn't control it and was about to raise the pot to drink, but at this time, he felt a cold feeling coming from his wrist.

His hand froze, and with an oops, the jug was out of his hand and was held in the air by an iron-blue hand. I saw that this person was holding the wine jug in one hand, and the other hand was tightly clasped around the person's wrist, and I saw a visible cold air quickly spread from this person's wrist, and his body was frozen and shivered.

"Bah, in order to help you deal with the dragon clan, I spent a lot of effort to get this pot of poisonous wine, and you people are not blessed. The dragons have stripped you of too many things, and if you want to get them back, just mix the poisoned wine into their drinks and let them drink it, and they will be at the mercy of others, and you won't need to teach you the rest, right?"

The leader felt as if his right hand had been broken, and it took him a moment to regain some consciousness, then he looked at each other with the others, nodded, picked up the jug that the man had left on the table, and got up and went to the dragon hall.

Hearing that the rebels in the past had repented of their conscience, the dragon king was very happy and held a feast to express his gratification. But they didn't expect that these people had already mixed the poisonous wine with the wine, and after thirty years, these dragon people felt like they had fallen into an ice cave, and their strength was all condensed, so they suddenly realized that they had been framed.

Seeing that the people of the dragon clan had lost their strength, these humans tied up all the people of the dragon clan and threw them into the water prison, and the water of the water prison had already been mixed with poisonous wine, and the country of Yongchuan changed hands from now on.

seized the throne, this man set himself up as the king, and the Yongchuan country changed its situation, oppressing the coolies and eating the people. Breaking free from the control of the dragons, the dark side of humanity was completely released, and they started to loot the surrounding villages in a few days.

And they have not enjoyed the treatment of the emperor for a few days, one night the mandrill that had been stable for a long time was driven to the main city of Yongchuan country by something, and the mandrill was very afraid to approach, but was driven into the city but found that no one was expelled, although the power to drive them disappeared at this time, but they were reluctant to leave, after a few tests, they screamed and killed.

How can a human being who has been comfortable for a long time be able to deal with this kind of ferocious ghost, at this time he remembered the good of the dragon clan, and hurriedly sent someone to the water prison to fish up the dragon clan, the cold poison in the body of the dragon clan has long been removed, but the cold poison bound in the water prison can not get out of the trap on its own.

After being trapped for several days, they finally got out of the trap, and the dragons regained their freedom. But the cold poison in the body is easy to solve, and the heart poison is difficult to disperse, and the cold poison invades the body, but it hurts the heart.

Ignoring everyone's pleading, the people of the dragon clan showed their original form, and when they were coiled in the country of Yongchuan, they escaped into the river and disappeared into the Yongchuan, perhaps because the cold poison in the water prison lost its restraint, and in an instant it became ice, and then every inch of land, every drop of the river, was condensed.

The Yongchuan River became the Dead River.

"These wicked people in that city are really innocent!" Yuan Hua blurted out angrily when he heard this, felt the strange eyes of everyone, and hurriedly folded his hands: "Amitabha, good and good, treacherous people, you deserve it!"

"Li'er is such a Li'er, but if you tell me that if the people of Yongchuan Kingdom died in the first place, where did this story come from?

"Where did you hear about it, old liar?"

"Son, me... It's just hearsay... Hey. Mu Fengchun's eyes flickered, but in the dark, no one could see his expression clearly, and he couldn't tell whether it was a look of indifference or a wry smile.

"Old liar, I'll just say that your story is unreliable, and if you can't get it right, it's just a nonsense, otherwise you can tell me that those mandrills are extremely vigorous, why can't you see their shadows now?"

"Can't see their shadows?Otherwise, how do you think the cold spirit came about? out of thin air?" Mu Lao'er scoffed, "Anyway, it's all night, why haven't you seen the cold spirit? Could it be that you have returned to the mountains? What's the matter with you, what are you staring at Lao Er? If you don't believe it, you can still see the flowers blooming?"

"Senior Mu, what color are those Han Xiao's eyes?" said the little monk Yuanhua swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice.

"When I first saw the mandrill, I remembered that it should be red and shiny, just like two rubies, but it was very beautiful, but now it has mutated into a cold mandrill, and I don't know if I have inherited the bloodline of my ancestors... What's the point, you ask?"

"Old liar, you lean over slowly, don't look back..."

"What's the matter, you little monk want to be a little liar? You can't fool the old man, can we still occupy the old nest of Han Xiao?" This... When..."

I saw that outside the window connecting the corridor behind Mu Fengchun, there were dense red points of light. If it is usual, the light of these rubies is pleasing to the eye, and at this time, knowing the owner of the rubies, coupled with the vague white ghost shadow in the moonlight, what else can it be if it is not a cold ray!

Counting from the pairs of rubies, there were at least a dozen chills, staring at the people in the house with a ghostly spirit, only to see Luo Shi look up at the covered roof, and then whispered: "I'll count to three, and then you follow me, rush out first, and then say, we can't do it here, only the part of being wiped out." After saying that, he bent over and squatted on the ground, "Can any of you stop it?"

Han Xiao must be afraid of the fire, and Wu Fan wanted to try to dispel them with the fire technique, but under the ice and snow, he couldn't feel the fire spirit at all, and he tried his best to get a little spark, so he gave up. And the earth and gold are also isolated by the ice and snow in the sky, and only the water spirit in the air is very rich, is it possible to take a bath for Han Xiao, and you can let yourself go when you are comfortable?

Shaking his head to rule out this ridiculous idea, then he suddenly had a plan, and hurriedly said to Luo Shi: "Brother Luo, I have a way to stop them, but it won't last long." ”

"Can you hold off a breath?"

"Yes!"

"That's enough!"