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"Please, Lord Dragon, have mercy on the common people in the world."

After saying this, the man kowtowed his head on the first step of the [-] steps below the Star Falling Stage. He was over half a century old, with a gilt jade crown on his head, a bright yellow royal robe, and three hundred servant.

Following his movements, three hundred servants also followed the master, bowing and kowtowing towards the Star Falling Platform.

The mountains rise up, and the place where the sky meets the clouds and the moon is the Star Falling Platform. There are 99 green stone steps below the platform.

"Please, Lord Dragon, have mercy on the common people in the world."

The leader shouted again.

The courtier who was kneeling next to him said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, go back."

King Jiang raised his head with a stern expression, and stared at the man in Tsing Yi on the star descending platform, "If he doesn't agree, the mountains will dry up, the rivers will stop flowing, and my people will flow into rivers of blood and die without a whole body, how will I go?" Face the common people!"

After Jiang Wang finished speaking, he slammed his forehead on the cold stone steps, and it was clear that he would not return to the death.

The star-falling platform is as smooth as a mirror, and there is a chessboard on it. There are people sitting at both ends of the chessboard, one in green and one in gray.

Hearing the voice from the audience, the man in gray held the chess piece hesitantly, looked up at the person opposite, and said softly, "Have you heard, Lord Long?"

The man on the opposite side was extremely handsome, and he was in high spirits during Gu Pan. His black hair was untied, draped behind him, his eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was loose. Hearing this, he said lazily, "You also want me to make a move?"

The man in gray bowed his head and remained silent.

Emperor Longjun raised his eyes in disgust, and his emerald green eyes reflected Jiang Wang, who was under the rank of 300. The plain, the plain is extremely cold, and most of the human race froze to death, he came to ask me to light a fire for the human race, and I agreed."

Hearing him mentioning this matter, the man in gray clenched his sleeves tightly. The Dragon Lord was tired of setting fire for the human race, so he used dragon scales to hide the fire. The human race got the fire and lived and multiplied in the plain.

But Tianhuo has a spirit, and the loathing is used by the despicable human race, and the hatred is transferred to the emperor, and the remaining fire is burned in the emperor for a full 100 years.

The burning pain is like a tarsal bone, the body is crushed to pieces, and the meridian bursts. However, only Long Jundi in Wanshan Lake knows this pain. He endured 100 years in the dark abyss of the lake before finally fading away the burning pain. Burnt scales.

The man in gray remembered the pain, and carefully looked at Long Jun's face.

Di Yan supported his head, his eyes were clear, and he looked into the distance leisurely. The man in gray didn't see any anger or dissatisfaction on his face, so he thought, maybe he doesn't feel pain.

The man in gray: "The human race will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the Dragon Lord." He paused for a while, and said with difficulty, "It's just that the monsters in the plain are rampant, and the human race is in a difficult situation. Now that the mountains and seas are drying up, if... ...If there is no water, the human race will...will..."

He didn't continue, because at this moment Di Yan's eyes fell on his face, and the man in gray saw the light smile in those green eyes.

Di Yan picked up a chess piece and played with it between his fingers, "King Jiang wants me to soak the Central Plains with water from Wanshan Lake. Do you know that Wanshan Lake is formed by my spiritual blood? If it is emptied This gentleman's mountain lake, this gentleman's spiritual energy will be seriously injured, and it will take two to three hundred years to recover."

The man in gray hung his head, his shoulders tensed.

Di Yan looked at it for a while and found it boring, so he lowered his head to appreciate the faintly visible scales on his wrists in his wide sleeves. This is the bilin reborn after he was subjected to the sky fire. He was very satisfied with the color and felt that he was very talented and beautiful. clatter.

Di Yan admired himself happily for a while, and when he heard the sound of sobbing, he raised his eyes, and the man in gray on the opposite side trembled faintly, as if crying.

"Raise your head." Di Yan said.

The man in gray raised his face, there were two tear marks on his plain facial features, "My parents are already dead."

Di Yan was stunned for a moment, propped himself on the chessboard, leaned over, wiped away a drop of his tears with his fingers, withdrew his hand, and watched silently. After a while, he sighed, "I'm afraid of you."

Emperor Yan couldn't stand the crying of the human race. The concubines that King Jiang gave him were crying, and they were so heartbroken. He had the self-consciousness of being a mediocre gentleman, and stood up with a wave of his sleeves, dragging his green clothes on the ground, overlooking Looking at King Jiang who was [-] steps ahead, "Jiang Yu, I am not for you, but for the human race implicated by you. Just remember."

Jiang Yu hurriedly kowtowed, "Xie Longjun."

As the voice fell, the vast sky and dragons roared high, the trees in Wanshan Lake whirled, the mountains and rivers rushed, and the waterfalls were like satin. For a while, the ground was turbulent, and the giant beasts roared in horror in the distance. , Hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers swirl out of Wanshan Lake.

In an instant, the dry and cracked plain was drizzled like silk.

It rained for seven days and seven nights.

On the eighth day, everything recovered.

King Jiang and the men in gray waited for eight days at the Star Falling Terrace until Lord Long returned.

The blue hair fluttered in the wind, Di Yan's face was pale, and he landed in front of the [-] steps, looking at the person kneeling in front of him with his hands behind his back, "Jiang Yu, don't kill other people by yourself in the future."

Jiang Yu raised his lips and smiled, "Mr. Long has exhausted all his efforts to save the human race. I am grateful. I am ready..."

Di Yan waved his hands, with a tired look in the corner of his eyes, "No need."

Jiang Yu said, "That's okay, Lord Long just accept it."

Di Yan frowned, and just as Jiang Yu finished speaking, an ancient black jade sword burst out from Di Yan's chest—hot dragon blood sprayed Jiang Yu's face immediately.

Di Yan was exhausted and his aura was exhausted, so he didn't notice the person walking behind him.

Blood was blooming on the Tsing Yi, Di Yan turned his head slightly, and saw the man in gray who he regarded as his best friend was holding an ancient black jade sword that pierced through his chest.

Jiang Yu smiled and said: "Instead of begging Lord Long every time, it's better if I accept Lord Long's ability, so I don't have to bother Lord Long in the future."

These people... yes... are all big dragon hooves.As Di Yan thought to himself, he closed his eyes and fell in front of the first step of the [-] long steps. Before losing consciousness, he raised his hand slightly and recited a spell.

Jiang Yu looked at Long Jun who was lying on the ground, frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?"

The gray-clothed man's face was pale, his eyes showed horror, and he murmured: "He cursed the human race, he will die if he draws water, and he will die if he doesn't draw water... Take back the immortality of the human race."

......

"Don't let your tears be the last drop of water on earth."

"Saving water is everyone's responsibility."

A new round of environmental protection was launched on the TV. Dad turned off the TV and handed a courier bag to the girl sitting on the sofa in the living room. Aggrieved, she was on the phone and watched her dad enter the room, "Well... I'm home, I'm fine, I'm getting old, it's time to go back to my hometown for a blind date and get married."

There was a faint hum on the phone.

The girl felt a tumbling grievance in her heart. She suppressed her emotions and picked the courier bag on her lap, "Mr. Sheng, I can't wait for you to finish this article before leaving. I'm really sorry. I've already handed over the work." I edited it for Xu Zhang, he has been paying attention to your works before, and he also knows your style, and I also told Xu Editor about your private information not to disclose it easily, you can rest assured."

She imagined that the man on the other end of the phone must be sitting at the desk with a suit and leather shoes, his shoulders straight, his eyebrows handsome and calm, mysterious and cold.

However, the man on the other end of the phone was leaning on the back of the computer chair, smoking a cigarette, with a smooth chest and tight muscles, wearing only a pair of tight boxers, showing two solid thighs, and said: "I know gone."

There was an enviable serenity in the voice.

The girl continued, "There are still 30 words and it's almost finished. I applied for a special column for you before, and there will be a reader meeting next month, but I have already rejected it for you. If the editor Xu finds you, you can. …”

"Have you received the courier?" Shengbu asked.

The female editor was stunned for a moment, and her eyes fell on the tattered courier that she picked up on her knees. She put down the phone hesitantly, and couldn't think of what this cold suspense writer would mail her. She and Mr. Sheng has been working together for three years, and apart from work matters, there is almost no redundant conversation.

She carefully tore open the black bag outside, found a key at random, and cut the transparent glue on the express box.

The courier box contained an exquisite black box, not too big, decorated with a ribbon tied into a bow. The female editor opened the box and covered her mouth when she saw what was inside.

Inside was a lipstick and a beautiful card. On the back of the card was Moribe's signature. The female editor's eyes suddenly blurred. She remembered that after Moribe's work last year was made into a movie, because Moribe was unwilling to attend the release Yes, she will accept the interview on her behalf.

Talking about whether there will be unknown ambiguous things between the editor and the writer, she smiled and said that the plot of the novel will not appear in reality, although she also wants to be given lipstick and autographs by her authors.This meme is about a popular romance novel a year ago, and the plot happens to be the plot of the writer's frantic pursuit of the editor's dog-blooded sweet pet.

"So he was watching TV." The female editor blushed in embarrassment.

The content of the signature card is very simple, a word of "Come on", the name of a Shengbu and the date of signing, and nothing else. The female editor looked at the words on the card and suddenly wanted to learn from Taiwanese romance dramas and yell "Come on" to herself , but felt it was too embarrassing, so I had to silently say in my heart, Shanda, I will go on a blind date and come on!

Moribu hung up the phone and received a notification from the new editor Xu Zhang to add friends. He clicked on Pass, turned off the phone, and refocused on the word on the computer screen, preparing to finish today's manuscript, but not long after, the phone turned off again. Buzzing, Sheng Bu wanted to hang up, but glanced at the call note, so he pressed his brows together and got through.

"mom."

"It's Mommy."

"..."

Shengbu's heart was turbulent, he is old, can Mommy really do it, but then his face is extremely calm, "...Mi."

Mama Sheng: "Bubu, you are so old, stop being cute and meowing like a cat."

Moribe: "..."

"Bubu, are you busy lately? Are you tired from work? Are you still busy? You should protect your eyes. Have you met the person that Aunt Wang in Beijing introduced to you? It's fine. If you don't want to get married, go out and hang around. Okay, Mommy is fine, I just want to chat with you, as long as you are fine, oh yes, I almost forgot, Mommy wants to ask you, do you know about snake wine, I heard that Dabu, your dad wants to buy a bottle."

Moribe: "..."

Obviously the last sentence is the key point.

"I'll transfer [-] to you later."

Mama Sheng was very embarrassed on the phone, and waved her hands vigorously, "No, Mommy called to refer to what you mean, then you can call Alipay, and wechat will also mention it."

Moribe: "..."

He thought for a while and asked, "Are you going to buy it at Taobao?"

Mummy Sheng said enthusiastically, "It's already in your shopping cart."

Moribe: "..."

Hanging up the phone, Shengbu called [-] to the fucking Wechat and Alipay respectively, then he opened Taobao, intending to look at the snake wine that his mother wanted to buy, after all, it is something to eat, if it is a three-no product , Parents will be bad if they eat bad food.

As soon as the shopping cart was opened, gaudy snakes filled the entire screen of the phone. Snakes of various shapes were packed in transparent wine barrels, a bit like the formalin specimens soaked in some kind of limbs in the basement of the hospital.

Green snakes, black snakes, sun-dried dried snakes, incomplete snake heads, floating red dates and goji berries... The things in the transparent wine barrel looked scary, Moribu looked at them, clicked his tongue, and pressed the smoke Put it in the ashtray, I feel that the taste of my parents is a bit heavy.

Each snake wine link is not expensive, the cheapest is two or three hundred and one barrels, and the most expensive is only two or three thousand. He contacted the seller and asked if this kind of thing could be sold.

The seller responded quickly, and directly sent a dozen small videos to Shengbu, saying, "The production process of my snake wine comes from my ancestors. The recipe has not changed for decades, and the snake wine made by my grandfather's grandfather is also free I went to the palace and gave it to the emperor."

Grandpa's grandpa...the seniority and the year don't match up, so I suggest you take the history class again, Moribe complained in his heart.

Shengbu is not afraid of snakes, but looking at the large and small transparent wine barrels and dozens of dead snakes on the shelf in the video, he felt indigestible. Just as he was about to turn off the video, he suddenly saw a flash of white in the corner of his eye. Pulling back the progress bar, I found that the lens may have been inadvertently scanned by the seller when he turned off the phone after the shooting. The speed was very fast, and the picture was blurred.

Moribe had no choice but to forward the video to the seller and asked, "What was the white color just now?"

The seller came back after a while, and probably went to watch the video carefully, "It's nothing, I only have snake wine in this store."

Moribe: "The direction just now, slow down, and shoot the video again."

The seller sent a helpless expression, "Kiss, I still have to do business."

Moribe instantly possessed the domineering president, and replied, "I'll buy the most expensive snake wine in your store, and give me a photo of the thing just now."

The seller immediately sent a blown kiss emoji, and started a video chat with Shengbu directly. The seller held up his mobile phone and took pictures from the outside of the store, and said in a bold and rough voice: "Dear, did you see, my house is really a century-old store."

Moribe: "..."

Grandpa, what are you kissing?

The seller held up his mobile phone and spared no effort in recommending snake wine to Shengbu. The camera moved to each shelf. On the innermost and lowermost shelf, he saw what the white smear was just now—it was a common wine in the store. A bottle of Wuliangye Baijiu, the white light comes from a snake soaked inside.

The snake is really small, the size of a pinky finger, and it is really white. It hangs in the middle of the wine like snow, with its tail coiled together. It looks like a venomous snake galloping on the land to catch its prey, and it makes people think whether the snake was soaked in wine alive.

The seller didn't seem interested in the bottle of snake wine, and the camera shot passed, and the moment the camera moved away, Moribe saw the snake's eyes in the bottle blink.