Ding Zhou Ji

"What? Dragon God?!"

Xiao Yimo exclaimed in disbelief, and Yin Fuque raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Shui Yanhuan spread his hands helplessly: "Look, look! Let me tell you that no one will believe it!"

When leaving the strange and treacherous Wanjue Mountain Canyon, Xiao Yimo mentioned the eerie green bamboo forest, the equally eerie woman in Tsing Yi, and the dragon god and dragon ball mentioned by the woman, etc. , although Yin Fuque was shocked, but he didn't take it very seriously.

After all, it is his responsibility and responsibility in this life to lead the old people of Dingzhou who have been enslaved for 20 years, to shed national humiliation, reshape the national soul, and use his own blood and even life to complete the great cause of national restoration step by step. mission.

As for those illusory ghosts and gods, whether it is true or not, whether you believe it or not, does not seem to be that important.

However, the most important ally in the first battle of the restoration of the country, one of the alliance conditions put forward by the patriarch of the Shui family is actually related to the legendary dragon god who appears once every ten thousand years.

From the current point of view, among those two conditions, the first one is obviously to deceive people.This second one is probably what they really want this time.

The night was getting darker, and the crescent moon hanging high in the night seemed to be a little tired, quietly hiding in the heavy dark clouds.

It was pitch black between the sea and the sky, except for the occasional bits of starlight that poked his head out, falling into the calm and deep eyes of the man in Tsing Yi standing against the wind.

Since the master of the Tenglian Pavilion, who is the eyeliner of power all over the land of Kyushu, it was only a few days ago that he heard about the Dragon God for the first time under such mysterious and mysterious circumstances.

Well at least that means.There are only a very small number of people in the world who know this matter.and.It is definitely not learned through ordinary news channels.

And Shui Yanhuan.He is one of these few people.

Yin Fuque thought to himself.He fell silent.

Xiao Yimo over there.I couldn't hold back my curiosity.A series of questions have already been thrown at Shui Yanhuan:

"Huh? You actually know about the Dragon God? Who told you about the Dragon God? Can the Dragon God really sleep for 1 years? Then do you know how to wake up the Dragon God? ... The Dragon God How big is the power of the earth? Is he really omnipotent?...But how do you know that the Dragon God is willing to help you dig the treasure? Can you make the Dragon God listen to you?..."

Instead of saying that Shui Yanhuan was knocked out by this bunch of questions.Rather, it was because Xiao Yimo knew about the Dragon God.I was so shocked that I couldn't react for a while.

Therefore, he, who has always been extremely eloquent, rarely speaks smoothly:

"You... you... don't you... already know... that... that dragon..."

Yin Fuque nodded slightly, and said calmly: "It's just a coincidence, and I know a thing or two."

"Oh, since you already know, why didn't you say it earlier? I wasted so much energy. I was thinking about how to convince you of such an unbelievable thing. This time it's really a big loss, it's a big loss! "

Shui Yanhuan yelled illogical words in great excitement, while bouncing several times on the extremely soft sand, leaving two lines of shallow and invisible footprints.

Yin Fuque's eyes flicked past the traces that showed his superb internal strength, and he still smiled with his hands behind his back and his expression was calm.

Xiao Yimo squinted at his joy, and snorted coldly:

"It's so unreasonable to say it. You didn't say anything, so you just assumed that we didn't know anything. You didn't say anything. Then how could we say it earlier? Besides, you are more obvious If you haven't expended all your strength, what's the good?"

Shui Yanhuan didn't know it was because she was in such a good mood.Or because I figured out that I did not do any loss-making business.

In short, this time, he didn't retort Xiao Yimo's provocation, instead, there was still a big friendly smile on his dark face:

"Now things will be easy to handle! Back then, when the old patriarch told me this secret that was only passed on by word of mouth among the previous patriarchs of our clan, I almost thought he was an old fool talking nonsense. Later when I personally dived to the bottom of the Sunset Sea and saw it..." At this point, his expression and tone suddenly suffocated, as if he remembered something unbelievable, and as if the original shock made his heart ache again. There was a kind of shudder.

After a moment of stagnation.He rubbed his nose vigorously with his hands, and continued:

"In short, after that, I believed that what the old patriarch said was true. I am afraid that only the Dragon God can do this!"

The other two knew that the part he kept hidden must be related to the treasure, so they just listened quietly and did not continue to ask.

Yin Fuque waited for him to come to an end, then Fang slowly said:

"So. The relationship between the Dragon God and Yin... Could it be that you also learned about it from the old patriarch?"

"The secrets handed down by my family only mention the treasure and the dragon god. As for the fact that only you can control the dragon god..."

Shui Yanhuan stopped, and began to struggle with his nose again. After lowering his head and rubbing it for a while, he grinned in embarrassment:

"I had a dream a few years ago, in which a great monk told me..."

His previous sentence shocked the other two for a moment.But the last sentence that followed made them laugh out loud almost immediately.

"Dream?... Could it be that the gods entrusted you with dreams?...Could it be... that great monk is the Tathagata Buddha?..."

After Xiao Yimo was dumbfounded for a while, he raised his hand and pointed at the embarrassed Shui Yanhuan.A sentence is not finished yet.He had already bent over with a smile.

Although Yin Fuque's heart had already been stirred up by turbulent waves at this time, he couldn't help laughing on his face.Just shook his head and smiled slightly.

Shui Yanhuan was not annoyed at all, and when Xiao Yimo finally straightened up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he continued:

"I don't know what kind of god the white-robed monk is. In short, he told me that only the dragon master can control the dragon god. Whether the dragon master himself is awakened, how to awaken, and when to awaken are all matters. It depends on the right time, place, people and place... Hey! Anyway, according to what he said, everything depends on God's arrangement.

Seeing the dignified expression on the great monk's face at that time, I thought that God would not be able to arrange it for ten or eight years!... I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...

Oh, by the way, I think you all already know that the Dragon Rider this time..."

He shook his head and chanted, and when he said this, he suddenly paused, and his two bright black eyes stared fixedly at Yin Fuque, who still looked as usual and stood up freely:

"It is the last bit of blood of the Yin dynasty."