Human Shackles

The dragon is the head of all spirits, but it is not so bright and majestic in the heaven. On the contrary, it is because the dragon nature is inherently lustful, and lustfulness is usually linked to evil. Some evil dragons will easily be born among the dragons, harming living creatures everywhere.

Therefore, Heaven has set up dragon-slaying platforms at each level of the sky to frighten the dragon clan.

Hearing the words "Slaying Dragon Platform", the three-headed flying dragon showed fear, but as a proud dragon, they would not let them give in.

In recent years, Luo Kai's temperament has become more and more gentle as he practices the way of a saint. He knows that he should try to avoid hatred in any behavior, so as to cultivate his own virtue. This is the most important thing for a practitioner. Greater than fame, fortune, power, strength.

He spoke again: "Brother Lu, we have to go to Yunze Prefecture for business. There is no need to kill. It's okay. I can just find another means of transportation to get there."

Seeing what Luo Kai said, Lu Ming and others couldn't say anything else. Lu Ming said: "Okay then, be careful when you are alone."

"Yeah." Luo Kai nodded, walked to the side of the ship, and jumped off.

Lu Ming and others returned to the cabin and sat down. The three dragons did not dare to pester them, and honestly pulled the flying boat and rode away in the wind.

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Yunze Prefecture is about thousands of miles away from Nantianmen. The journey is very long and flying alone is definitely not possible. Luo Kai turned around in the sky and saw a river below.

The passenger ship followed the wind and headed west. It took one day to travel hundreds of miles. There were continuous low mountains on both sides of the river. The passenger ship gradually retreated under an obviously slow river. The low mountains on both sides were like two rows of sharp animal teeth, swallowing up the passenger ship. As he retreated, the ship became swaying.

Listening to the young scholar reciting poems with beautiful melodies and looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, Cong Jun was not particularly interested in poetry, but after searching for a long time, he was able to compose a poem suitable for the occasion.

But contrary to my understanding, everyone on the boat was very panicked when they learned that there was no Yasha patrolling the water. They cursed and stopped, and some even secretly jumped into the river from the other side and swam toward the bank.

The man took out a sapphire-colored thing that looked like dragon scales from his arms, and shook it in front of the crab soldiers.

Cong Jun stood up and looked over. There are only a few water systems in the heaven. A small number of water systems will not have water gods and river gods. The water patrol yaksha is not in the hands of those water gods and river gods. It is mainly responsible for the security of the water system. Of course, we are all under the management of the heaven. It is just a rank. What's more, the inflow should be aimed at passing passenger ships.

Late at night, there was a crashing sound, and several whirlpools suddenly appeared under the river behind them, and something hidden was about to emerge.

Those crab soldiers jumped off the bow of the ship and asked people to open the space bags under them. After checking them one by one, when they saw that there was nothing shiny outside the space bags, they took them away without politeness.

Among the Eight Arts of Heaven, including chess, calligraphy, and painting, except for chess, Cong Jun has not dabbled in it. With my knowledge and wisdom, it is natural that the young people will be fascinated by it, as if another small door has been opened.

As the saying goes, songs are used to express one's aspirations and words are used to relieve one's feelings. Poems and stories composed of words can also arouse resonance between heaven and man.

Obviously there was no water monster causing trouble on the river, but the other party didn't make any trouble. He just asked for some food and helped the passenger ship speed up. It was a symbiotic relationship.

The man snorted: "Slow down, sister wants to be disturbed."

The water system of Tianjie is extremely developed, and taking a boat is another cheaper mode of transportation, which is more suitable for the civilian class.

Next to me is a young human wearing a long gown. He looks relatively slender. He is holding a book in his hand, shaking his head and reading some poems with beautiful melody at least.

That dragon scale seemed to represent something special, and the crab soldiers bowed down one by one: "Old men, please see my master."

Very slowly, these patrolling yakshas surfaced from the water and surrounded the passenger ship. They were a group of crab soldiers. Their lower bodies were humans and their lower bodies were crabs. They were as big as millstones, and one of their arms was a pair of tiny crab claws. , the pressure is extremely weak.

The sky gradually turned white, and the passenger ship lowered its sails and stopped sailing with the waves. People were sleeping on the ground, and Luo Kai also crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

Under the boat are all special civilians from the heaven. There are no people, no monsters, no beasts, and two ghosts vaguely hiding in the corner. Although there are no creatures of all kinds, they are all relatively peaceful. There is no noise, and there are more There was no fighting, they were very humble to each other.

The artistic conception of that poem is very profound, and it truly explains the emotional correspondence between heaven and man. A falling leaf can still touch the feelings, and a few insects can seduce the mind. What's more, it is an autumn night with a clear breeze and a bright moon, and the beautiful sun and fragrant trees Where is Chunchen?

There is also a shortage of literary and artistic young people in heaven, and young people are crazy lovers of poetry. I asked Cong Jun for advice on poetry as a teacher.

Since arriving in Heaven, I have never left the Southern Heaven. Taking a fast and leisurely ferry today and admiring the scenery on both sides of the river up close is a wonderful enjoyment.

At that time, one of the cabin doors opened, and a bright and charming man walked out. You were wearing a green brocade skirt and had a charming figure. He shouted to the crab soldiers: "Who is the river **** here? Let him come out." .”

Luo Kai followed the river to find a port, suppressed his breath, pretended to be a special human, and boarded a passenger ship to Yunze Prefecture.

Literature and art is not a great avenue in the heavenly world. On the contrary, its status is not above traditional industries such as refining weapons and alchemy. A piece of music, a picture, or even a poem can show a weak power.

The crab soldiers dared to say anything and jumped into the river one by one.

Human beings are the spirit of all things, because they are very sensitive and easy to grieve, and they can always evoke feelings through all natural things or even a few words.

But the young man next to him was too excited to fall asleep~www.readwn.com~ so he simply took out a pen and paper and started writing and drawing by himself.

The strange thing is that people are so panicked. It turns out that they have encountered a weak official. Although the rules of heaven are strict, they may be comprehensive. The location is in the area of ​​​​Xiancheng, and the government is not extremely corrupt.

The boat owner hurriedly pulled out a small amount of food from the cabin and threw it into the river. Only then did the passenger ship regain its stability. Then it suddenly slowed down and slowly crossed the turbulent and dangerous river.

The Crab Soldiers were frightened by your momentum. One of the Crab Soldiers who looked like a captain said generously: "Who are you?"

All water in the sky is controlled by dragons, and all water creatures are respected by dragons. The crab soldiers call the owner of the private room their son, which is obviously a low-level dragon.

Everything was back to normal, and the people on the boat looked at the private room in awe.

I can only borrow an old poem and recite it loudly: "There are no things in the year, and things have no appearance; feelings are moved by things, and words are moved by feelings. A leaf may welcome the intention, but the sound of insects is not enough to attract the heart; the breeze is clear Spend the night with the bright moon, and spend the day with the spring forest."

The passenger ship did not have separate private rooms, but unfortunately they were all sold out, so Luo Kai could only find a place to sit on the floor below the deck with the general public.

Reading in the heavenly world is not the same. Among the eight arts of heaven, the audience of calligraphy is equally broad, and these seemingly innocuous poems and stories also contain the secrets of the small way.

The young man was shocked when he heard it. He looked at Luo Kai, bowed and praised: "Sir, what a bad word."

The sailor on duty changed his face slightly and said in a low voice: "I'm so careful, there's no water patrol, so Yasha is here...!"

There were few poor people below deck, and the main target of the crab soldiers was inside the ship. They spoke a half-familiar human language and ordered everyone inside and outside the cabin to come out one by one.