Dragon?

Under the scorching sun, the young celestial master was dressed in white, and his dark eyes were like torches.

He stood far away on the high platform built of jade, and the hem of his pure white clothes was not stained in the slightest.In the roiling heat wave, only his corner seemed to be blown by the wind, and his long sleeves fluttered gently.

For no reason, it makes people feel a little bit of coolness.

Beads of sweat dripped down the dry land, and the people gathered under the high altar stood on tiptoe, waiting with bated breath for the sight they had been expecting for a long time.

——It is said that this lucky star invited by the Holy Majesty can bring rain to the mortal world.

The young celestial master closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly.

He may have recited a formula silently, or he seemed to be whispering a certain name, and the corners of his lips moved in an inconspicuous way.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and the black banner on the altar fluttered.

The heat that has been entrenched in the land for several days is crumbling in the wind, and the hissing wind is like a shrill cry of resistance, pulling it up from the ground.

"Dark clouds are coming!" someone shouted.

"Dark clouds are coming!!" These words spread among the crowd like water splashed on the ground.

In an instant, the situation changed.

The dust seemed to gather in one place.There is a long-lost, pre-rain smell in the air.

Some people can't wait to stretch out their hands and probe straight into the sky.

Dark clouds gathered, pressing down, pressing down... The celestial master on the high platform suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

The thunder exploded in the air in response, and the painted sky cracked a big crack like a broken one.

In an instant, raindrops leaked down.

The stupefied people thought it was sweat, but when they wiped it on their foreheads, it turned out to be slightly cool.

"Tick tock." Cool drops of water hit the back of the hand.

--It's raining.

"It's raining! It's really raining!"

The fine and dense raindrops fell on the world, and they were finally willing to visit this dry land.

People looked at the water droplets on each other's faces, rejoiced and screamed, and the voices piled up, and some people cried loudly.

Emperor Zheng Yang slapped the chair, stood up, and hurriedly looked up the high platform.

The young man stood tall with his hands behind his back, with a very faint smile on his face.

"Su Zhi!" Can't wait to confirm his existence.

Through the misty rain and fog, those eyes swept over.

His appearance is very good, his crow-blue pupils seem to be covered with a layer of veil, he is neither angry nor happy, and his emotions are weak.

Emperor Zhengyang recalled for no reason, a beauty in the Goulan courtyard who surprised him when he was young and made him feel rebellious.

Her name was "Su Jingxue", and she was adopted as the former emperor's concubine, and she happened to be Su Zhi's Su.

The thought flashed by and was immediately driven out of his mind.

——It's too offensive, a fairy in the sky, how can you compare it with that kind of woman.

It was raining heavily.

The fragrance of the earth flickered for a moment, and then was washed away by the rain all over the sky.

The parched land is revealed for what it was, everything is saved and everything will be renewed.

"A miracle."

Some of the people shouted.

More and more people responded.

Facing the high platform, they spontaneously knelt down in a row.

Amid lightning and thunder, thousands of people knelt down and worshiped.

"Destiny."

"Destiny."

The will of the people is what the destiny is.

At that moment, Emperor Zhengyang felt that his dynasty was favored by God.

"Ah chirp..."

The boy on the high platform sneezed secretly and rubbed his nose in discomfort.

——Tianshi is not easy to do. It’s raining and I can’t cover it. It’s a bit cold.

But his job is to be responsible for being good-looking, indifferent, and powerful.

You see, the big pink dragon that can really call the wind and call the rain, jumped up and down in order to cast spells in the Destiny Pavilion, and tried so hard that its tail almost broke off...it didn't say anything.

……

Facts have proved that praying for rain does not help Zhengchao buy all the people.

When Su Tianshi stepped off the high platform and was about to return to the palace, he was smashed with two rotten eggs.

The eggshells were shattered, and the unpleasant smell stuck to his waterfall-like black hair.

No matter who watched this scene, they felt resentful, but the celestial master didn't even frown.

"The person who smashed it is here!" Several voices in the crowd reported.

The offender wanted to run away, but the people around him gave way unanimously, and he was immediately escorted out by the guards.

Is a commoner youth.His clothes were patched all over, his face was yellow and thin, his eyes were dull, and his arms were so thin that they seemed to break if they were lightly folded. He must have suffered from the famine.

"Shit Emperor! Shit Celestial Master! Bah! I bah!! If it weren't for this emperor, we wouldn't be starving to death!!"

Knowing that his fate was not long, the man twisted with his last strength.

Some of the people who watched the excitement with cold eyes whispered in whispers; some felt wronged for the celestial master, wishing to go up and cover his mouth to prevent the celestial master's ears from being polluted by such vulgar words.

The guard drew his sword.

The young man in civilian clothes was desperate, his lifeless eyes met the young celestial master standing on a high place, and he yelled: "You are so powerful! Why do you want to be a lackey of a tyrant!!"

Blood splattered on the spot.

The white knife goes in and the red knife goes out.

In the rain, the young man fell limply to the ground, like a leaked sack.

The momentary light in his eyes was completely extinguished.

People nearby took a big step back one after another, for fear of being stained with blood.

Tianshi didn't show any expression, and finished watching quietly.

People died in front of him, and a few drops of bright red blood were inevitably stained on the pure white sacrificial robe.

The guard who made the move immediately knelt down and asked for punishment.

The raindrops are mixed with thin egg liquid, dripping down the hair to the ground.

Qiao Zhi raised his hand and wiped it a few times, more and more, and then stopped. ——It will never be more difficult to wash than the blood stains on the corner of the clothes.

"It's okay." He asked the guard to stand up.

It's just a trivial matter, the person who reported the matter spread the word to Emperor Zheng Yang's ears, but the taste changed.

That evening, the Celestial Master was summoned again.

Qiao Zhi just took a bath, probably because of the rain, his head has been dizzy.

Looking at the lively rain outside, he didn't quite understand why Emperor Zhengyang asked him to come here.

The middle-aged emperor stood leaning against the wall, and because of the light behind his back, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Did he stain your clothes?" The man's voice was low and inexplicably gloomy.

Qiao Zhi frowned.

"It should be killed."

The guard kneeling in the hall trembled violently.

The emperor drew out his saber, and stabbed it cleanly through his heart.

The blood was completely absorbed by the thick cloth, and the bright red color quickly faded into a large area, but it was very clean, not a single drop splashed out.

The man's eyes were too dark to melt away.He looked at the person next to him, trying to find something on his face.

The boy didn't say a word.

There was no fear on the face, naturally, and no gratitude.

"You... have been insulted because of me, will you blame me? Don't... blame me..."

Qiao Zhi didn't know what the suspicious emperor was thinking after returning from praying for rain.He stammered that sentence, his voice was hoarse and weird, and he seemed to be crying a little.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man grabbed his sleeve.

Emperor Zheng Yang desperately wanted to get a response from Master Su.

——Did the Heavenly Master blame him?

He said these words and killed a man, but he still didn't respond with a word.

Qiao Zhi calmly pulled his sleeve away.

The emperor stared at him without blinking his eyes, with a faint morbidity in his eyes.

"I don't dare." He replied with care and respect.

Qiao Zhi found it funny.

All he could say was he didn't mind, or could he say—"I want you to die right away"?

"Heavenly Master has merit in praying for rain. If you want anything, I can reward you right away." Emperor Zhengyang said anxiously.

Even though the word "reward" was used, there was a strong sense of flattery on his face.He didn't know what to give and what method to use to show his supreme respect for the Celestial Master.

Qiao Zhi pondered for a moment, and said, "Can Jiang Ningxu be handed over to me for interrogation?"

"This……"

Emperor Zheng Yang immediately thought of what he wanted Jiang Ningxu to do.

It is rumored that after Su Zhi was canonized as a celestial master, someone who didn't believe in ghosts found a magic weapon to test him, and he turned into a ferocious beast.

The thing is true, but the one who tested him was not "a person who doesn't believe in ghosts", but the Taoist Jiang Ningxu of Tianchen Temple.

There is a magic weapon in Tianchen Temple, which can lock the cultivation base of dragons.

Jiang Ningxu has been studying the ancient books of Guanzhong since he was a child, and he has become obsessed with Long Cheng.

Naturally, using such a magic weapon was not done rashly. If he hadn't received the instruction from Emperor Zhengyang, how dare Jiang Ningxu go to the Tianming Pavilion to arrest people and treat "Su Zhi" like that in the court hall.

Jiang Ningxu is Emperor Zheng Yang's last resort to contend with the dragon, and the magic weapon he holds does have the ability to lock the dragon.

That day after the dragon showed its original shape, it went mad in the court hall, and it was not until the magic weapon was removed that it returned to normal.

Su Tianshi wants to interrogate Jiang Ningxu, the purpose is obvious, he wants to destroy the magic weapon that threatens him.

How could Emperor Zhengyang comply with his request?

It's just this refusal, as if telling Long that he has left his back to deal with him.

So Emperor Zhengyang was even more frightened, and there was a gap between him and the dragon.

After Su Tianshi went back, the rewards were sent into the Destiny Pavilion one after another like crazy.

Gold and silver treasures, silks and satins, precious medicinal materials, and foreign exotic things are so numerous that there is nowhere to put them in the attic. The treasure chests are stacked one upon another, like garbage, filling the entire courtyard.

Long Dandan woke up the next day, pushed open the door, and couldn't even find a place to stay.

……

Joe is sick.

When I came back in the afternoon, I was fine, talking and laughing with the dragon, and praised it for being super powerful, and the first rain was a great success.

When he came back from the emperor in the evening, his expression was not very good.

He didn't eat dinner and said he would sleep for a while, but he developed a high fever and whimpered and talked nonsense all night.

There are all kinds of rare treasures in Tianming Pavilion, but even a medicine to cure wind and cold cannot be found.

With his special status, it is even more impossible for him to invite an imperial doctor to diagnose his pulse. ——Really, the bastard emperor will probably assign him a veterinarian to look after the pets in the palace.

"Maybe you won't be exposed if you go to a veterinarian to see Qiao Zhi", "Maybe a veterinarian can also cure Qiao Zhi", "Otherwise, I'll try to take care of Qiao Zhi"... Long Dandan went back and forth between several thoughts Tangled for a long time.

Although the big powder dragon can call the wind and rain, it can't cure a cold!

Qiao Zhi, a strong and healthy evil spirit, hasn't been sick for a long time.

In my impression, the last time he had a fever was when its eggshell was broken... It seemed that he had slept through it, and he recovered on his own the next day, without any follow-up symptoms.

——Otherwise, try to take care of him for a night, and if it doesn't get better, go to the veterinarian.

Dragon Egg thought.

Within a few hours, Long regretted it a hundred and eighty times.

The memory of Qiao Zhi's illness last time was fully revived, and it reminded him of an important feature of his fever - rambunctiousness.

There was a crack on the dry lips, looking miserable, the dragon wanted to feed him water, but he was only willing to drink a little.

It kindly wiped him with a cloth, and he moved around to hug it, clinging like a bug.

It was a healthy dragon, but he made it run around and sweat.

If a beating can cure the fever, the dragon has already made a move.

"Dragon...Dragon..." The bright red lips called out pitifully.

"What are you doing?" Dragon replied angrily.

- Isn't it there!Called the dragon and stopped talking!

"Dragon..." The wriggling little bug clings to it desperately.

Even with a high fever, Qiao Zhi also consciously knows that he has no mother, no father, he only has a dragon.

It looked down at his wrinkled eyebrows, knowing that he was trapped by a nightmare.

"In no mood……"

Listening carefully, I struggled to catch a few messy syllables.

"Hate... Palace..."

At the beginning, Long didn't consider that Qiao Zhi would hate the palace.

——He is the future emperor, what if he doesn't like the palace.

Well, it seems to have gradually felt that...he is not happy here.

Taking a cloth to wipe his face, Long wiped a few teardrops rolling down.

His long black eyelashes were soaked in water, and he twitched, exhaling and inhaling with some difficulty, completely unconscious, as if he didn't know that he was crying.

"Blood……"

"terrible……"

I have seen too much bloodshed over the years.If you ask the sober Qiao Zhi, the two lives that died in front of him today, what he can feel at most is the power possessed by power.

If he was sober, how could he tell Long. ——He doesn't like the palace, doesn't like government affairs, and doesn't want to be here anymore.

Qiao Zhi made his decision as early as when Long said "I can only ascend if I stay in the palace".

As long as I can be with the dragon, I am not afraid no matter how hard it is.

But now that he is sick, all the strength built with reason is in vain, he is in a dream.

He dreamed that he was still the eight-year-old fat dumpling that others could squish with a finger.

Emperor Zheng Yang stared at his cloudy eyes, pulled out his blood-stained saber and chased after him, no matter how he went around, he couldn't get around the crimson palace wall... Before he met the dragon, he lived alone in such a fugitive life , Days feel like years.

I kept going around and around, but I couldn't find where the dragon was, and my body was already very tired.

Will be killed...

"Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi? Ah Zhi!!"

His sobs turned into sobs, which woke him up violently.

The sleepy-eyed Qiao Zhi was startled.

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, he leaned into its arms with hands and feet. - Found the dragon.

"Have a nightmare?"

Long touched his forehead, it was still terribly hot.

He didn't answer.

It sighed: "If only I had ascended now, I would have the magic power to cure your illness in a few strokes."

"Hmm... what is, Ascension?"

Qiao Zhi woke up a little bit, with a dull face, looking at it stupidly.

"That's it," Long Ci poorly explained: "It can fly to the sky."

He thought for a while: "Being a fairy?"

"Not exactly. To be a god, someone needs to offer incense."

Long also didn't quite understand why he had to seriously discuss this with the feverish Qiao Zhi...

Qiao Zhi thought for a while, and drew a large area in the air with his hand. He said, "Then I will build you a temple, and everyone will go there to worship you!"

"Pfft..." Long was amused by him: "Everyone will worship after you cultivate? You should ask if everyone is willing?"

"If you don't go, your head will be beheaded." Qiao Zhi said seriously.

Long laughed again.The villain!Such a rude way of making a fairy? !

"My dragon has become a fairy..." It seemed that after saying it once, he suddenly couldn't accept it.

His tone became sad.

"If it becomes a fairy, can I make a wish with it?"

His entire face was flushed with heat, and he was stubborn enough not to fall asleep, and was still muttering.

"Of course." Long Dandan helped Joe straighten the bed, creating an atmosphere suitable for him to rest: "You are the first person to make a wish with me. When I become a fairy, I will be able to hear your wish. "

He rested his hand on it, closed his eyes, and didn't open them for a long time.

Long thought he was asleep.

"I promise." Qiao Zhi said softly.

It looked into his sick eyes.The inside was filled with water mist, and the eyes were red.

"Will I be there where you become a fairy?"

"Hmm..." Long paused, "No way."

"Then will you go to see the temple I built?"

"Yes." It smiled and pinched his face.

He finally settled down: "Then I will choose a good place to build the temple."

After adjusting a comfortable sleeping position, Qiao Zhi closed his eyes.

The corners of his mouth were curved, with a hint of a smile, he floated up in a trance, riding the wind, and flew far, far away with his words.

"That place is next to the mountain."

"Plant a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, and when the wind blows, they bloom all over the mountains and plains."

"I'll sit in the courtyard and wait for you..."

"When you come back and see me, just call me... I'll pick osmanthus flowers for you to eat..."

"then we……"

The end of the words fluttered, I don't know where it went.

Qiao Zhi fell asleep.

Longdandan remembered his words.

When he recovers from his illness, it must be taken out and laughed at him severely.

——Look at him, it's really easy to say, he built temples on the back of mountains, planted trees and flowers, as if he could have whatever he wanted.

——It's so beautiful to think, you can touch the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus when you stretch out your hand, and you can live a peaceful life after rolling in the spring.

Others regard him as a great adult, but Long knows that Qiao Zhi is still a naive and stupid kid.

Little boy, little boy.

The little kid doesn't know the hardships of the world.