[Full-time expert colleagues] Feng Hu dance

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"I'm Wu Zhu from the capital city. I heard that someone summoned a dragon here, and I came here by the king's order..." Before he finished speaking, most of the people in the city in front of him bowed down in unison.

A middle-aged man dressed as an official squeezed in front of him in disheveled clothes, "My lord... Jiaozhou has not rained for more than 60 days. If, if you want to present this dragon as a tribute... here, all the people in Jiaozhou City , I don’t know how to live…”

Ye Xiu frowned, but didn't interrupt him.

"This year's harvest is not good, and there is a severe drought. There are no less than [-] households who left Jiaozhou City. If it weren't for Shenlong, this Jiaozhou would have been infested with bandits today and reduced to a dead city. My lord, I beg you to release the people in Jiaozhou. A way out."

Ye Xiu understood what he said.

It doesn't matter if it's a dragon or not, as long as... He took a deep look at the hazy sky above his head, the dry wind brushed against his lips, and there was no moisture at all.

His fingers tightened slowly, "Yu, I will find a way... as long as, give me this 'dragon'."

That night.The moon hangs high.

In the city, the clappers of the candles in the city were particularly sternly knocked.

All the people had already rested, and the city of Jiaozhou was silent, only the residual candle flame faintly related in the dead ashes.What a mess.Ye Xiu took a lantern from the porch of the official mansion, held it in his hand, and bent down to shine it.

The spirit beast's closed eyes seemed to sense light, so it opened them.Ye Xiu's shadow was reflected in the pupils shrunk down like pinpoints.

"You are a spirit beast anyway, how did you get reduced to this point?" Ye Xiu's finger touched its scales.

"Is it under the control of others, or..." Ye Xiu didn't finish speaking, and smiled to himself, "Is it because of pity?"

His lips slowly spit out a word, "Pan."

Pan, like a dragon but not a dragon.The dragon travels in the sky, the dragon travels in the sea, and the pan travels in the earth.Jiao who has practiced for thousands of years can still leap to the sky, but pan can't.

Ye Xiu felt a sense of wasting time. He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't know which one of the messy things was the key.

He sighed and walked back, planning to set off tomorrow, there is no need to stay in Jiaozhou City, and the one on the throne would not be interested in a pan?It's useless to raise this kind of thing, it's just a good-looking picture.He still accumulated some virtue, and used a little trick to change the pan and let it go.

If the spirit beast died here, it would be too ugly.

He called softly, "Fox!"

"Master Wu Zhu!" A fox walked out from the corner, and it was no longer as embarrassed as it was when it entered the city. It was smooth and smooth, with nine tails waving behind it.

It's showing its original shape, Ye Xiu thought absently.

"Can you become like this?" Ye Xiu pointed to the spirit beast behind him.

The fox moved its ears, "It would be a piece of cake if it turned into a human, but this..." It showed hesitation.

Ye Xiudao: "It only takes three days. After three days, the celestial pity grass will bloom, and there will be spring water where the flowers fall. It can last for at least half a month."

He walked back with the fox, took out a short knife from his waist, and cut the hemp ropes all around neatly. Pan stood up straight and let out a long whistle, with a huge full moon behind him.

"Go back, and don't be attracted by this crappy formation in the future."

Ye Xiu waved his hand, and the fox turned into a lithe coil, obediently lying in the formation, and the severed hemp rope closed again. "Thanks a lot."

The fox blinked.

Ye Xiu was preparing to leave the city overnight with his pack on his back, his time was running out.He was actually not at ease leaving that person alone in the capital.What's more, the king's intentions are also obscure.

There seemed to be a gust of wind swirling up and falling behind him.

When he looked back, there was a vague figure in the night mist, who seemed to be bowing straight to him.

There was a voice, "Sir, stop."