Pick up the Dragon

In a blink of an eye, ten months have passed since Qingqiu's farewell. After the green dragon scale was handed over to the Qinglong clan, the group of four returned to Xianzhou. The purple rhyme flower, went back and brought it to Zhou Huai.

At this time, Xianzhou had completely entered winter, and the first snow had not yet fallen. Braziers were lit early in Peng's house to keep the winter cold out.

The first thing Peng Yu did after returning home was to pay homage to his old father who had already been buried in the earth. Anyway, the Peng family did not stick to etiquette, so the three-year filial piety was avoided. His old man had already been weaned after reincarnation. There is no need to set up mourning halls or hang up funeral banners.

Young master Peng should eat and drink, and he doesn’t bother to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha for his father, even though the main room is still reserved, he still lives opposite the Dragon King, and his title of "young master" has not changed—Peng Yu thinks that he is still Young people don't want to be called "old" every day.

Occasionally standing in the courtyard and looking around blankly, I was shocked to find that in such a bustling Peng residence, I seemed to be the only one left with the real surname "Peng".

He took a deep breath like a toothache, and felt that he hadn't been "unprecedented", and he was afraid that he would be "unprecedented".

But then he found a little consolation for himself with superior psychological quality-the Dragon King didn't even know who his parents were, Jiuyuan was abandoned by the whole clan, Qianyue girl was given to Peng's family by Yunyou monk, the soybeans seemed to be It is the only one in the world.

Master Peng felt that he had lost a little bit in this "comparison of misery", and willingly gave up the throne of "king of misery", and he was revived instantly with full blood.

Right now, he was playing with a letter from the Fox clan, folded it into a paper boat, and burned it on the fire—the letter said that the dragon clan’s medicine was very effective, and the fox’s hearing was already healed, and he couldn’t go for a walk. After that, he also said that the cooperation with the Peng family was very pleasant, that Qingqiu had already started a large-scale construction project, and the whole family was full of joy, so they continued to keep in touch and so on.

Peng Yu squinted his eyes and whistled, touched the fox tail pinned to his waist, and then took out the fairy artifact in the shape of earbuds from the drawer.

At that time, he took this thing off Hu Si's ear, but Hu Shiqi refused to take it, so he "reluctantly" accepted it—in fact, he felt that this thing was very suitable for his eyes. Finger width and half finger thickness, exquisite workmanship, smooth lines, and a very suitable shape, which can be perfectly buckled on the ear bone.

He played with this thing for a long time, really itching in his heart, while there was no one around, he simply put a finger on his left ear, ready to try the effect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it on, he felt an unspeakable severe pain from the ear bone, as if he was crushed and squeezed by something, trying to drill into his bone.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak for a while, but his heart explained that the pain has been greatly reduced after the Teng Snake Slough has been transformed. Even if the ears are more sensitive, it won't be so painful, right?

He covered his ears and hadn't regained his composure when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, and when he looked up, he saw Li Yi swept in like a gust of wind, and opened his mouth to question, "What are you doing!"

Peng Yu was a little dazzled by the yelling, coupled with the pain, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his momentum inexplicably weakened by three points: "No...no reason."

Li Yi rushed in front of him and pulled his hand away. When he saw the earbud, he immediately understood and narrowed his eyes: "Who told you to wear it blindly? What do you dare to wear on your body?"

As he spoke, he was going to pick off the earbud, but he couldn't pull it off, and Peng Yu yelled in pain, "Don't touch it! It hurts!"

Li Yi shook his hand and quickly retreated. Although he was angry with him for being reckless, he couldn't really hurt him. A little bit of pink appeared on the white jade, which slowly filled the entire earbud, and then faded away slowly in the opposite direction, returning to its original state. .

His gaze paused and sank again: "The fairy artifact has recognized its master."

Peng Yu grinned his teeth in pain, and only now felt a little relieved, and he was startled when he heard him say, "What do you mean?"

Li Yi leaned against the table, supported his body with one leg, and slowly relaxed the other: "Some artifacts will 'recognize their masters', and only one person can use them at a time, which can be regarded as a kind of "contract" between people and artifacts. '. Now that Hu Si is dead, this fairy artifact has naturally become an ownerless thing. Now that it is stained with your blood, it means that you are the master."

"So amazing?" Peng Yu touched his ear, feeling the jade buckle warmed up for no reason, "That means it will be mine from now on? By the way, why did you suddenly rush in just now? How do you know I'm doing something bad? "

Li Wei rolled his eyes in his heart, saying that you still know that you are doing bad things, and snorted softly: "I was looking through the fairy books these days, and I just found the records about this kind of fairy artifacts-the fox heard that it is true, this Things can indeed enhance the power of illusions, but they are not limited to illusions, but can enhance everything related to spirits or spells of the owner."

Peng Yu couldn't understand his oblique explanation: "I don't understand, let's get to the point."

Li Yi: "..."

He pressed his eyebrows with a headache, and sighed: "Take you as an example. I told you before that the unicorn horn on your body can exorcise evil spirits, but it has had little effect before, and now you wear this horn Earbuckles, the effect of the unicorn horn can be maximized, and within a radius of tens of miles or even hundreds of miles, all evil spirits will flee upon hearing the wind——I felt it just now, so I came here to take a look."

This time Peng Yu finally understood, and said "Oh" suddenly: "I'm a town house fetish now, aren't I?"

Li Yi was a little exhausted, feeling unable to swim out of Master Peng's labyrinth-like brain circuit, so he could only open his eyes and say dryly, "You can think so too."

So Peng Yu nodded, convinced that he had reached a consensus with the other party, stood up, pushed him to the position he had just sat down without any explanation, and put his hands on his shoulders: "You are just right, so don't wander around , Stop as little as you can.”

A certain dragon has regained the consciousness of the lower body in the past month. The tendons of the dragon have basically grown, but the strength of the waist and legs is not so strong. If you walk a lot, your steps will become unsteady.

Li Yi was slightly taken aback, but didn't answer for a while.

Peng Yu leaned forward, lowered his head and gently pecked at his ear: "Do you want to rest for another two months? You still decide to go on the road in two days?"

Li Yi turned his head away uncomfortably: "There's been a lot of delay, and it's meaningless to rest, and Zhou Huai has already formulated the anti-drug pill to deal with Ziyunhua. It seems that everything is ready now. I owe the east wind."

"Okay then," Peng Yu said, "Jiuyuan Qianyue and those two have gone somewhere to play, I will inform them and let them prepare early."

Li Yi was about to nod, but he didn't know what to think of, so he dragged him back: "Wait, you take off that ear button first."

Peng Yu was bewildered, and touched his ear: "Why? Isn't it pretty?"

"No," Li Yi's expression was a bit indescribable, "You wear it...don't you tell all the ghosts and ghosts that you are here? And those eyes in the sky..."

This time Peng Yu understood in seconds, and without any objection, he slowly took off the earbuds—it was easy to take off this time—put it in his arms and put it away, but the expression on his face was written all over. "pity".

Young master Peng failed to dress himself up more coquettishly, and he was quite depressed, but the others couldn't wait to raise their arms and shout "Happy people".This depression did not dissipate until the departure two days later, and it directly turned into panic above the sky.

Peng Yu hugged the white dragon on his back and cried for his father and mother in the strong wind, while Qianyue rode on Jiuyuan not far or near to watch the play behind.

The cause of the matter is this.

Since the dragon tendons have basically recovered, the upper and lower body can be coordinated and unified, and he can jump on the ground with ease, so he feels good about himself, thinking that he can also do a job with ease in the sky, and volunteered to carry Peng Yu to the sky.Unexpectedly, the sky failed to fulfill the dragon's wish. Perhaps it had been too long to fly and couldn't grasp the balance. A white dragon twisted and crumbled in the clouds, and was about to fall.

Peng Yu was about to burst into tears. His heart was bouncing up and down thousands of miles high in the air. He wished he could grow eight hands, or grow them on the Dragon King's back. He held onto the dragon tightly, screaming The sound of the wind broke through: "Can you do it? Help!"

"Shut up!" The Dragon King roared back angrily, almost blinded by his own dragon beard, "Let go! Don't pull my hair! Don't touch my dragon horn!"

The gray dragon flew steadily behind, breathing in the tail of the Dragon King's exasperation, Qian Yue asked very worriedly: "Are we really not going to help?"

"I think," Jiu Yuan showed embarrassment, "it's better not to challenge Wang's self-esteem at this time."

Soybean popped out of Qianyue's lapel with a "chirp", and was shivered back by the cold wind from the high altitude.Qian Yue looked down at it, and said to himself that this little thing is pretty smart, how did it know that the Dragon King was about to perform abnormally today?

The white dragon flew left and right, up and down, straight into the sky for a while, and sank into the sea for a while, which can be described as thrilling ups and downs.Peng Yu has met the clouds countless times, and he only feels that he is familiar with them once, and he is likely to be friends with them.

So Young Master Peng simply gave up struggling, took his hands off the back of the dragon, and comforted himself by saying that he would resign himself to fate.

The Dragon King finally didn't throw him down, gradually found the feeling in the wind, and slowly stabilized his figure.Peng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thanking himself for saving his life, put his palms together, and silently worshiped Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Today, Young Master Peng learned his lesson and didn't dare to let his hair out again. Now he hastily tightened the hair tie that was about to come loose, and lightly patted the dragon's back: "Where are we going?"

"Hengshan."

The white dragon walks against the wind, and the white hair extending from the back to the tail billows in the wind like grass waves, and looks like the mane of a galloping horse. If you ignore the previous "unsightly", it is still very pleasing to the eye.He stared straight ahead and stabilized his figure under the clouds. Peng Yu could feel his hands wet when he stretched out his hands.

"Hengshan?"

Peng Yu embraced the dragon's back and looked down. At this height, all the scenery was unobstructed. Everything related to human beings was reduced to nothing. Only the ancient mountains and rivers spread out unscrupulously.

He inexplicably felt that he had seen such a scene before, and his body and mind seemed to be divided into a vast territory, with a strong wind blowing through the hall, and some unknown emotion was like spring grass, flying across the emptiness.

The snow in the south this year seems to have come earlier than in the north, and the ground is covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.An idea popped up in his mind for no reason—the Qiankun Eye, such a majestic name, is it really just used to see through the disguise of evil spirits and look for holy objects?

Looking down from the dragon's back, he suddenly pointed out and asked, "Where is that place?"

What he was referring to was a water area connected by a lake and a swamp. Li Yi glanced at it: "Yunmeng Daze."

"Yun..." Before Peng Yu could say a word, his attention was attracted by other things, and further south was a large connected mountain range. He opened his eyes slightly, "That's Mount Heng? Why is it so like a mountain?" a bird?"

The peaks of Mount Heng stretch for hundreds of miles, like a big bird about to fly, now covered by fresh snow, as if it is about to ride on the clouds.Li Yi said: "It is said that Mount Heng is the place where the god Suzaku died, and the mountain is transformed from the torso of Suzaku, so it looks like a flying bird."

"Improbable?" Peng Yu looked at him suspiciously, "A place as big as Penglai Island, a lake can hold the bones of the Qinglong God, this Hengshan is so big... how big is the living Suzaku God? When you say it’s a roc, I still believe it a little bit.”

Hearing this, Li Yi couldn't help but smile a little: "So it's a 'legend'. Among the four gods, the biggest one should be Xuanwu. After all, the bastard can lie there without moving, and the other three gods still need vigorous skills." , it is impossible to have too big a body."

The white dragon is gradually approaching Mount Heng, and thousands of miles away are within sight in an instant: "Besides, after the Suzaku clan perishes, their bodies will be reduced to ashes in the flames, so it is difficult to leave anything behind." After people see the direction of the mountains, they associate and interpret them out of respect and certain beliefs.”

Peng Yu nodded, thinking that this explanation was quite reasonable, and was about to ask, "Then is the purpose of our trip to Hengshan Mountain?" Suddenly, he noticed something wrong with the majestic peaks - at first glance, they seemed to be covered by frost and snow. It is completely covered in white, but upon closer inspection, one finds that the whiteness is not the color of snow, but floats on the top of the mountain like clouds or mist, changing from time to time with the wind direction.

At this time, Jiu Yuan suddenly caught up with Bai Long, and said, "My lord, there is something wrong with that mountain, it seems to be on fire."