Dragon?

There was a strong wind for several days.

The whining sound clung to his ears, as if trying to blow people's heads off.

"What the hell weather?"

Qin Wanjin pulled up the window of the bus and shrank her shoulders.

"Is the team leader still awake?" He rubbed his hands and asked the colleagues around him.

Hearing this, Xiao Song glanced at the back row of the bus, turned around and shook his head at Qin Wanjin.

"No. It's very strange. It seems that after entering the boundary of Guixiang Town, he has been falling asleep."

The man sitting in front heard the conversation, propped his arm on the seat, and looked towards them.

The tall figure blocked the light, and the already cramped space became a little narrower because of the darkness.

"Are you going to Suolong Temple first?" he asked.

It was a square, masculine face, with deep eyes smiling, looking at them with interest.

Qin Wanjin remembered the identity of the man, the "guide" of their trip.Presumably, he grew up in the local area and knew the route quite well, but he noticed it after driving in the deviated direction for a while.

"Yes." Xiao Song replied.

"Go for what?"

These words were a bit of a knowing question, and the teasing in the man's tone made Qin Wanjin feel a little annoyed.

"Burning incense..." He replied angrily.

"You guys who are engaged in science still believe this?" Sure enough, he was laughed at.

The two looked slightly embarrassed, and they turned their eyes to the old man who was watching the scenery across the aisle.

"It's better to believe it." The old man said leisurely without looking back.

The man smiled lowly.

Guixiang Town, a small northern town on the desolate Gobi, was the ancient capital of the Jinge Kingdom thousands of years ago.The strange rocks and the ruins of the ancient capital are not the most famous things in this place... Rumor has it that there are dragons here.

This is also the purpose of Qin Wanjin and his party coming here this time.

The National Research Group for Special Biology does not conduct scientific research in the laboratory, but goes to the wilderness to look for the dragon in the strange stories—everyone is professional, and no one complains, which is also their job.

Are there any dragons in the world?This question is like "Is there a god in the world?" Current research cannot prove whether it is true or not.And scientists exist to find that confirmation.

Before looking for the dragon, burn incense to understand better...

Senior Jiang, the most senior in the scientific research team, is a staunch theist.

The old man held the incense in his hand and knelt down reverently.The huge dragon statue above his head hovered with a long tail, occupying the uppermost sky of the temple.

Half-closed his golden pupils, Long looked at the people compassionately.

Suolong Temple, a famous tourist attraction in Guixiang Town, is full of incense all year round, attracting countless faithful men and women.

——Dragon is very clever.

people say.

"Very clever! Sir, buy a statue of a dragon and put it at home. It costs 20 yuan for a small dragon and 30 yuan for a large dragon. It's cheaper to buy two!"

"Suolong Temple Wishing Copper Coin, five yuan each, to protect your home and keep you happy. Miss, would you like to have a look?"

"Red ropes lead to marriage, a hundred trials and a hundred spirits, attracting peach blossoms and good luck, one for three yuan, two for five yuan."

"Suolong Temple, a one-day tour of the ruins of the ancient capital, 100 yuan for a group tour, and we will leave immediately. We are about to leave here, big sister, are you interested in learning more..."

The crowd was so crowded that Qin Wanjin felt very dizzy, so she followed the crowd out under the pretext of "I'll go see if the team leader is better".

Squeezing all the way outside, the strange smell of incense mixed with sweat subsided slightly.

The bus was parked in the backyard, and the guide leaned on a post.

The wind was strong, he protected the cigarette with one hand, and lit the fire with the other.

There were quite a few people there, and there was a group of family tour groups with many children listening to the explanations of the female tour guide.From a distance, the man's position can be discerned at a glance.

Different from the people around him, he is tall and strong, with a tall and straight figure, like a big tree in midsummer.

Qin Wanjin passed through the tour group and walked towards the guide.

"The Suolong Temple in front of you was rebuilt in 1990. Because it was destroyed many times by wars, the existing Suolong Temple thousands of years ago is only the foundation of the temple..."

"Historical records: In the ten years of Yanqin, disasters and disasters abounded, and the immortal master used magic to imprison a fierce dragon, and the weather was restored, and the country was prosperous and the people were safe..."

The girl's nice voice was broadcast through the loudspeaker, slightly distorted.

"What I'm talking about is the story of Jin Ge Kingdom thousands of years ago. The reign of Jin Ge Kingdom was Yanqin. In the tenth year of Yanqin, the world was very peaceful, with various natural disasters and man-made disasters. At this time, there was a Huixian next to the emperor. He came up with a way to change the destiny of the country and imprisoned a dragon. Relying on this dragon, the national line of Jinge Kingdom can be stabilized, and the people can live a stable life."

"Ah? Sister tour guide! How long will the dragon be locked up! Isn't it coming home?" A child in the team raised his hand and asked loudly.

"It hasn't come home yet," the tour guide said, rubbing his head, "it's still locked until today, in this monastery in front of you."

As soon as one was coaxed, the other little girl yelled again: "The dragon is locked up, how pitiful it is!"

"It doesn't matter, that dragon was originally a bad dragon, and it made contributions to people when it was locked up here, and then it became a good dragon." The tour guide explained in detail with a good temper.

"Then it has become a good dragon, why doesn't it leave?" the child insisted.

"It will leave, and with the good wishes we promised, it will ascend into a fairy dragon..."

While speaking, the tour guide grasped the time very professionally, held a flag and led a group of people, and walked slowly to the front yard.

"Are you dumbfounded?" The passer-by exhaled a smoke ring, and looked at the dazed Qin Wanjin amusedly: "It's not that bad...haha, actually, I can talk to that level."

Qin Wanjin shook her head and said, "No, I just realized that every profession has its own difficulties."

The man laughed: "How?"

"Like a tour guide," he said, "you have to make up all kinds of nonsense to make money."

"..."

The man paused for half a second and laughed out loud.

"Your smile is surprisingly low." Hearing his hearty laughter, Qin Wanjin couldn't help feeling amused.

But obviously, the biggest joke today came after everyone returned to the bus.

A colleague bought tourist souvenirs—more than a dozen red string bracelets "contaminated with the immortal spirit of Suolong Temple".

He generously distributed the red ropes to the bachelors in the group, euphemistically saying: Blind dates can no longer save single nobles, it's time to rely on metaphysics.

"Hey, are dragons used to seek marriage?" someone casually asked.

"If the dragon in Suolong Temple can talk, it probably has to tell you that it doesn't have this service, so it can't handle it for you." Someone came to add some firewood.

"Also, the dragon has been locked up for so many years, so it must be a single dragon." Someone lit the fire again.

There was a lot of laughter in the car, and the colleague who bought the red rope was so ashamed that his cheeks flushed.

It was at this time that Xiao Song discovered that the team leader had woken up.

He smiled with tears in his eyes, and unconsciously squinted at the back seat of the bus... Then, he saw the team leader's eyes open.

——Those golden brown eyes.

He looked confused, with sweat on his forehead, as if he was haunted by a nightmare.

The shirt was buttoned to the top, trying to suppress something, but it stood out clearly.

The wet lip color is a sickly water red, similar to petals, the petals of a beautiful flower.But using flowers to describe him seems offensive.Because there is clearly no weakness in his temperament, he is a masculine, extremely handsome man.

In fact, when most people saw this team leader for the first time, the same thought came to their minds: how can it look so good?

Xiao Song forgot to look away.

The group leader is single.When the previous colleague broke up the chain, he naturally didn't leave him, so there is a red rope next to his seat at this time.

The group leader picked it up in a daze with dazed eyes.

He unbuttoned the cuff button with one hand, and suddenly there was a small breach in the shirt that was always tightly stitched.

He opened his sleeves and put the red rope around his wrist.

"hiss……"

Xiao Song, who was watching intently, gasped. He turned around and grabbed Qin Wanjin beside him.

Qin Wanjin was taken aback by him: "What are you doing?"

"Team, team leader..." Xiao Song's voice was extremely low, and he panicked and dealt with it with his breath for a long time before he could speak clearly: "I said Yu Shou, team leader..."

"There on his wrist...what's that?"

On the leader's wrist, there was a thin line of crimson.

It goes without saying what this conjures up.

——Shocking gossip.

Team leader Yu Shou is a strong, resolute and emotionally indifferent person, the undisputed pillar of their team.Suicide is not an unimaginable thing, what Xiao Song can hardly imagine is that it will happen to the team leader.

So, for what, for whom?

Qin Wanjin was silent for a long time, so long that Xiao Song suspected that he hadn't heard clearly, and was going to ask again.

When Xiao Song asked again and Qin Wanjin hadn't answered, he thought Qin Wanjin was just like himself, too shocked and didn't know the answer.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wanjin spoke at this time.

"birthmark."

"..." Xiao Song repeated in confusion: "Birthmark?"

Qin Wanjin's expression was inexplicably cold.

He took away his hand that was held by Xiao Song, and said, "Don't ask too much about the team leader."