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Of course Ying Bo didn't really drink it.

When the wine entered the throat, it immediately froze into a hockey ball, and fell into the stomach along with the esophagus, and was wrapped in real energy, so it would not melt.

It's just that the stomach is a little cold, which is just right for the hot summer weather.

Seeing that he drank, the fake was very satisfied, and clapped his hands to ask the servant to bring the good food.

Peanut chicken drumsticks, side dishes and tofu are all home-cooked. There is no need to stew a pot of hen soup to cook cabbage hearts. The plate is also very ordinary, full of the simple flavor of the country's countryside.

Ying Bo didn't look down on the countryside, and naturally had his own unique features. The problem was that he saw that the fakes were trying their best to pretend to be high-end. With these, the situation was a little funny.

But... the scenery is really good.

The fake house is located on the highest point of the island—a high point on the island that can’t be found before entering the smog—the back house has no walls, and the porch overlooks the dark woods that spread out in all directions, and the water that surrounds the woods from all sides. starlight.

Although I don't know if the four o'clock movement here follows the calendar, but the moon tonight is just like the real moon.Because it was in the first ten days of the lunar month and the setting time was earlier, when they were drinking, half of the gibbous moon had already sunk underwater, and the other half was put together with the reflection of the flowing water, which turned out to be a complete moon.

The sparkling light is like thousands of silver foils.

Fake poems are popular, but unfortunately they don't have the poetic talent, so they can only borrow the words of the predecessors to express their hearts.Ying Bo talked with him from Li Bai to Su Shi, no matter which uncommon name he mentioned, he would pick it up, and as he drank more and more wine, the fakes directly cited Ying Bo as a confidant with less than a thousand cups, wishing to drag him He swore.

No, "wonderful" is the wrong word.

The counterfeit had clearly proposed to be sworn brothers, but suddenly a gust of wind blew dark clouds and covered the moon.

There seemed to be an unusual breath in the wind, and the happy fake suddenly fell silent and put down his wine glass.

Ying Bo was inexplicably a little uneasy, he always felt that something suddenly appeared on the fake product that he seemed to have seen before.

Just when he thought that his tricks of deceiving people had been discovered, the wind blew away the cloud again.

But the uneasy breath was not blown away.

Under the moonlight, the fake once again showed a smile that made Ying Bo feel sorry. His originally bright eyes became dark and invisible, and he said softly: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Ying Bo paused as he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the peanuts, a little unsure whether the fake was planning to confess his love or to talk to him about Natsume Soseki.

If Cang Cangzi really said this to him, forgive him... No, wait and stop.

Ying Bo hurriedly put his thoughts back on the right path.

When he talked about Yueyong's poems with the fake before, he had already confirmed that the fake didn't understand modern literati.In this case, the fake should not know a Japanese writer born in [-], nor would he know the hidden confession meaning of this sentence.

If so, "the moonlight is beautiful tonight" here means literally.

In less than a second, Ying Bo figured out a countermeasure, swallowed the peanut in a safe way, and then responded: "It's really beautiful."

"Fellow Daoists may not know that Longzhou Island is more beautiful than just this night." Fake said in a low voice, "The scenery is different every year, and there is no one to accompany me to enjoy it."

"Well……"

Hearing the implication behind the words, Ying Bo pondered.

Fakes keep going.

"What do you think of my small place?"

Ying Bo nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It's indeed a good place. It's full of energy and quiet."

The fake said: "In this troubled world, my island can be regarded as a first-class blessed place for cultivation. I think fellow Taoists have only a mediocre cave, why don't you move here and practice here with me?"

Ying Bo continued to ponder: "Well... let me think about it..."

Thinking about it in his mouth, Ying Bo was actually peeking at the face of the fake.

Thinking that Ying Bo couldn't see him, Fake had a very bad expression at the moment.Unlike Li Bai and Su Shi, who were not deeply involved in the world and had a scholarly temperament, the fakes now look very hideous, with dark eyes and no pupils.

In the woods in the distance, a hidden shadow trembled.The sound of insects moving in the grass subsided, and another creature began to rustle.

If it is the kind of game Yan Zhe likes to play, the prompt "The key plot choice ahead, please save it in time" should pop up at this scene, Ying Bo thought without being nervous at all.

Then he replied: "Well, you're fine here."

Before the counterfeit had time to show a smug look, Ying Bo said again: "But I still like the property rights belong to my territory."

"..."

There was silence all around.

Unexpectedly, Ying Bo would answer like this at all, and the corners of the fake's upturned mouth froze in place.After a while, he wanted to speak, but Ying Bo had already stood up, once again confirming the curved shoreline in front of him.

"This trend is the same as Longzhou Island before it was split into two islands." He turned his head towards the fake and said, "This is Longzhou, but it's not Longzhou, right? Lord Dragon?"

As soon as the words fell, the person in front of him who acted in the form of Cang Cangzi had changed into a new one.

He is still a man in ancient costume, with a refined face and no obvious dynasty in his clothes. It seems to be the court clothes of high officials, but there are many changes that are common in operas.

The cloth is bright red with gold patterns, and a dragon is wrapped around the chest.

He also wears his hair tied up and wears a high crown.But what is different from ordinary humans is that a coral-like horn protrudes from each side of his forehead, and two long beards hang down from his lips, which looks a bit like a carp in a New Year painting.

Ying Bo rubbed his chin in amazement.

"If the one on Juzizhou is not counted, this is the first time I have seen a serious spiritual cultivator."

Fake, no, the Dragon King of Longzhou gritted his teeth: "You haven't been fascinated all this time? You haven't eaten? ... When did you guess it?"

"When I smell the sandalwood, I have some ideas," Ying Bo said, "At any rate, I used to hang out in the street behind Furu Temple, and I am familiar with this kind of incense in front of worshiping gods and Buddhas. But it's hard to guess where it is. It took a while for me to come to your house and see the shoreline of the island to understand."

He smiled and said, "That's right, besides the illusion and the small world, there is clearly a third possibility, the divine soil."

Divine soil.

This thing is unique to Shenxiu.

Although it looks like a small world, the land of the gods is different from the small world.

The small world is a fragment peeled off from the big world, but the big world is alive, while the small world is dead, and the relationship between the two is like the falling hair of a living person and a living person.There is aura in the small world, and it can live, but it cannot be transformed or upgraded like the big world.

As for the sacred soil, it is attached to the spiritual cultivation that expands the sacred soil, and its roots are rooted in the deep layer of the big world.As long as the spiritual cultivation can continue to break through, the sacred soil can continue to grow.

There is no limit to this kind of growth, as long as the spiritual cultivator himself wants to, and his cultivation level is sufficient, it is completely no problem if he wants to imitate the gods of the West and create nine heavens and nine hells.

As for the spiritual cultivation on the island... Ying Bo checked the history of Longzhou Island, how could he not know that there is a Dragon King Temple on the island?

"It's just that the previous materialist thinking hasn't changed," Ying Bo said, rubbing his chin, "I really didn't expect there to be a real Dragon King in the Dragon King Temple at first."

The real dragon king, not the real dragon.

Ying Bo knew that this Dragon King was just a time when there was still a bit or two of aura, and the statue in the Dragon King Temple was made by attaching the incense of the fishermen on the island, so it had no entity and no strength.Now that the aura is recovering, he relies on the previous incense to recover. Because of the urgent shortage of incense, he arrests people from the island to become believers.

Good gods find believers to pay attention to your love and my wishes, but arrest people and force them, this is the work of evil gods.

But Ying Bo, who is about to become the owner of Longzhou, has no objection to this kind of behavior. His only thought is that it should be quite convenient to use Shenxiu and Shentu.

Although the location of Longzhou Island is good, the area of ​​less than [-] mu is really not enough.

"Lord Dragon, let's have a discussion," Ying Bo said, "I—"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Bo saw that the eyes of the Dragon Lord were getting darker, and there seemed to be chaotic shadows dancing in them.

Feeling bad, a yellow talisman has slipped onto Ying Bo's palm.

The symbol was activated at the right time, and the shield made of ice and snow blocked a jet of water coming towards him.

"If you don't stay in my sacred land, then go to die!" Longzhou Dragon King roared.

Ying Bo shook his head, put his fingertips against the inside of the shield, and sent out a stream of real qi, freezing the water column that was in contact with the shield.

The water column turned into a long popsicle, exuding cold air and very hard.

Ying Bo waved it in his hand, very satisfied with the weight.He nodded and said, "That's right, you don't have to drink fine wine, what kind of toast do you have?"

Ying Bo took out another yellow talisman and said with a smile, "Lord Dragon, are you ready? Let's do something big."

-

"No, don't, I'm so tired, let me rest."

Yan Zhe said.

He sat down on the ground of the Dragon King Temple and fanned the wind with a leaf of an octagonal gold plate.

As June passed and July came, the temperature in Xingcheng became hotter and hotter, and Yan Zhe and Hao Xi were sweating from looking for someone.

They first walked to the Dragon King Temple and found nothing unusual, so they searched all the two islands starting from the Dragon King Temple.

The island is not big, and it doesn't take much effort to search, but there is a long distance between the two islands, and they don't have a boat, so they can only jump into the river, swim from this island to that island, and from that island to the other. Island swim to the island.

After swimming back and forth, Yan Zhe collapsed immediately.

Panting for breath, he said, "Should I ask Ying Xiaobo to give me the Breeze Talisman, or the Lightness Talisman? Let's walk lightly, so you don't have to be so tired."

Hao Xi walked around the statue of the Dragon King in the temple, and looked sideways when he heard this.

This distance is not even comparable to the training before he got the tattoo. After all, Yan Zhe is a policeman, but he can't bear it?

"What are you looking at?" Yan Zhe was not ashamed, "Where do the office police need so much physical strength?"

"Mr. Yan is practicing the third level of qi now." Hao Xi pointed out.

"Stop it," Yan Zhe was very speechless, "The girl Xiaohe recommended me to be a swordsman before, and I thought how fashionable a swordsman is, so I agreed immediately. I didn't expect to find out after practicing that the swordsman was actually a template Late hero."

"What is a late hero?"

"It's just that the early stage is not good enough. You have to develop a wave of insignificant development. When you grow up, you can grow every day...Major Hao probably hasn't played too many towers and glory. The example I gave is not appropriate."

"Well," Hao Xi didn't say whether he played or not, and continued to ask, "Is Jianxiu a late-stage hero?"

"That's right, even late-stage heroes," Yan Zhe said, covering his face, "I heard that Ying Xiaobo was mad when he was at the second level? How come I practiced to the third level, except that I don't need to sleep and don't get sick? benefit?"

He seemed very frustrated, Hao Xi was stunned, and was about to comfort him, when Yan Zhe put down his hand.

"Do you have any news over there?"

What Haoxi wanted to say was blocked, so she could only press and hold the wireless earphone to listen, and said, "I can't locate them with my mobile phone."

"It's so mysterious." Yan Zhe said.

Hao Xi felt the same way, and continued to walk around the temple.

This Dragon King Temple is not big, and the front hall is only a few steps from the back hall. Hao Xi searched around and came back, and found that Yan Zhe had stood up, left the star anise gold plate leaves, and found one with only half of it left. Incense sticks, lit.

Yan Zhe held up the incense and bowed three times to the Dragon King in the shrine.

"Lord Dragon, Lord Dragon," he closed his eyes and prayed, "Bless me to find Ying Xiaobo."

-

At the same moment, in Longzhou of Shentu.

Ying Bo guessed the face of Lord Dragon at his feet, and said arrogantly: "Say, are you convinced?"

When the words fell, he was taken aback.he suddenly

Is the body of the Dragon Lord getting bigger?