East China Sea dust

With a soft "squeak", the vermilion lacquered door was pulled open by Zhang Qinglan, and a more shady and cooler air rushed towards the face, mixed with a little pine fragrance, which was not unpleasant.

Zhang Qinglan stepped over the threshold, and her footprints left a wet mark on the ground.

The space of the shop is not too big, and the four sides are folded into a square shape.The whole building is like a medicine hall, with Baizi cabinets against the wall, and the rows are neatly arranged.

Slightly different from the medicine hall, the Baizi cabinets in the shop are all transparent, only the edges are sealed with gold-plated wooden strips to distinguish each different drawer.

There was no smell of medicinal herbs in the air, and the shop was full of lights, and in every transparent drawer, there was a brass-yellow candle in the shape of a flower petal.

Next to the candlelight are window grilles, paper-cuts, shadow puppets and wood carvings of different sizes and styles...all of which are carefully crafted products.

Except for the Baizi cabinet in front of the wall, there is only one Taishi chair left in the whole hall, and beside the chair is a floor-to-ceiling gold silk phoenix tail lamp. The bright red light will infinitely elongate the shadow of the Taishi chair.

Zhang Qinglan stood in front of the threshold with a calm expression, and cast her eyes on the child sitting on the teacher's chair.

The boy is not very old, about eleven or twelve years old, the clothes on his body are exquisite, and he is clean. He sits on the grand teacher's chair, purses his lips, and looks at the unexpected guest in front of him defensively: "Who are you?"

Hearing such a question, Zhang Qinglan's calm expression finally changed. After a long silence, he finally spoke firmly: "Bi Xin."

The little boy turned pale with shock, looked at the stranger in front of him, and wrinkled into a bun face: "How do you know my name?"

Zhang Qinglan didn't take it seriously: "Where's your sister?"

"What? I don't have a sister." Bi Xin was very vigilant: "You are really strange, I can't understand what you are talking about."

Catching the vigilance in the child's eyes, Zhang Qinglan subconsciously rubbed the tile in his palm a few times, remembering the small word "Bi" engraved on it.

Too many incidents happened in just a few hours today. The clues, big and small, are like messy threads, entangled and difficult to sort out.

Zhang Qinglan was sure that the Bi family siblings had no father or mother, and they had depended on each other for more than ten years. Bi Xinping's monkey-like appearance in the academy was also out of place now.

Moreover, the other party has been sitting on the obviously too wide grand teacher's chair, although emotionally excited, he has no intention of leaving at all... The "mother" just now seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Zhang Qinglan lightly pursed her thin lips, and took a step forward .

"In that case," the young man stood in front of the child with gloomy eyes, lowered his head and asked him, "Where is your mother? Where is she?"

Hearing the young man's cold and hoarse voice, Bi Xin put his hands on the grand teacher's chair. First, his mind was shocked, and his eyes were dull and empty for a moment.

It didn't take a moment, but it immediately turned red, her cheeks bulged out, and she gasped heavily.

Zhang Qinglan had a panoramic view of everything, and asked with some doubts: "...what?"

Before the words fell, the young man who seemed to be fixed on the grand teacher's chair suddenly jumped off the chair, his whole body was like a small firecracker, and he went straight to the young man standing at the door, stretched out his hands, his eyes were red. The person pushes outwards violently:

"You are so strange! Go away! Leave it alone!"

A huge force that obviously does not belong to a child of this age can be used hits from the waist and abdomen. The young man was caught off guard for a moment, and he staggered backwards in two or three steps, smashing the door panel open.

After a period of dizziness passed, Zhang Qinglan opened her eyes again, and found that she had already stood outside the shop, and the top of her head had turned into a dark night sky again.

As if suddenly remembering something, Zhang Qinglan hurriedly turned her head.

Sure enough, there was only a rough red tile mud wall left in the place where it was originally an unknown shop, and there was even moss growing between the bricks, quietly growing under the moonlight.

Zhang Qinglan was speechless and choked, only feeling that what he experienced that night was too strange.

Sighing lightly, the young man raised his hand, patted the dust on his robe, and turned to leave.

But at the moment when he turned his head, he saw Lord Dragon King standing in front of him with his arms folded, his whole body was churning with anger.

Zhang Qinglan took a step back subconsciously, drooping the corners of her eyes, scrunching her face, and whispered: "...Master."

Feeling the coolness from behind his back, the young man blinked, showing a seemingly innocent expression, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up.

With a black face on his face, Ao Zhan looked back and forth at the young man in front of him.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Zhang Qinglan had already replaced the exquisite dress that Ao Zhan ordered someone to rummage from the warehouse.The coarse sackcloth on his body was dug out from nowhere, and hung half-dried on his body, like a few pickled vegetables.

A salty, damp smell emanated from his body, and his long hair was messily clinging to his cheeks, making the young man look down and pitiful.

Drops of water hung from the tip of the slender and curly eyelashes, rolling down with the blink of an eye, hitting the ground with an inaudible sound.

Ao Zhan was full of irritability watching it, and he couldn't bear the realization that the young man easily broke free from his control.

The man folded his arms and stood motionless, with a hoarse and deep voice, and said coldly:

"come over."

Zhang Qinglan lowered her head when she heard the words, half-closed her eyes, and slowly took two or three steps towards Ao Zhan.

With the movement of the young man's steps, the mottled scars on his feet were revealed, and even his lower legs were covered with bloodstains of various sizes, which were all the more horrific against the pale skin.

Ao Zhan's eyes darkened.

The impatient Lord Dragon King couldn't wait for Zhang Qinglan to come towards him little by little, and directly grabbed the other's thin wrist, and pulled him vigorously—without thinking, he hugged him into his arms.

The breath was suddenly filled with the familiar scent of supernatant elixir, Zhang Qinglan was a little stunned for a while.

Ao Zhan's strength was very strong, his arms were stretched between the young man's waist and back, it was painful to strangle him.

He turned his head and bit Zhang Qinglan's neck, and even spoke in a fierce and ruthless tone: "You are so talented, you dare to sneak away."

Zhang Qinglan was bitten for no reason, gasped in pain, and finally just lowered her hands, turned her head obediently, and said calmly: "Ao Zhan, I am very dirty."

Ao Zhan let go when he heard the words, and sneered.

"Half an hour ago, the induction between Chong Li and me failed." He stretched out his hand and pulled out the necklace from the young man's neck. The man stared at the flashing red light and said indifferently, "In order to escape, you spent such thought?"

Zhang Qinglan opened her eyes wide in surprise, thinking of the sound of waves that seemed to be isolated by some barrier when she was trapped in Baihualou, she just shook her head and said truthfully:

"I do not have."

The arrogant and conceited Dragon King of the East China Sea could not tolerate disobedience from mere mortals, and decided that Zhang Qinglan had fled privately. Ao Zhan let out a light snort, and immediately picked him up with both arms, and turned to lean against the wall.

The coldness that belonged to the masonry wall spread through the wet clothing, Zhang Qinglan suddenly left the ground, raised her hands subconsciously, and put them on the man's shoulders.

He was picked up by Ao Zhan's waist/hip, his gaze was finally at the same level as the man's, and even higher.

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and did not speak.

"Tell me," Ao Zhan tugged at the hem of the young man's clothes indiscriminately, feeling the stickiness of the sea water in his palm, his eyes became dangerous: "What did you do before?"

Naturally, Zhang Qinglan wouldn't hide it from him. After a moment of silence, she picked out some important ones from the weird people and strange things she encountered just now, and explained them clearly to Ao Zhan.

"There are many monsters in Baihualou, and Yao Yitang...isn't human either." The young man probably had a nasal voice because he got cold from jumping into the sea, so the hoarseness and coolness were mixed with a hint of obedience: "I am here I met a watchman on the way, but he doesn’t seem to remember anything, maybe it’s because of a monster.”

"Oh." After listening to the young man's narration, Ao Zhan had some patience: "It's a small skill."

Putting Zhang Qinglan down, the man casually lifted the other's collar, and was satisfied to see that the red mark near the collarbone was still there, so he casually said: "I dare to jump into the sea, thinking I have a few lives."

Zhang Qinglan shook her head: "I just want to help you."

"Just relying on your little three-legged cat kung fu?" Ao Zhan let go of his hand with a mocking expression, and a trace of gray haze flashed in his eyes: "Besides, what does this king have to do with ordinary people's affairs?"

"No," Zhang Qinglan straightened her messy collar slowly, and said firmly, "You will definitely investigate." Even if it wasn't for her own sake, the existence of evil spirits has already threatened the people in Ye City. , destiny cannot be violated, how could Ao Zhan let go of it.

As soon as the words fell, Ao Zhan looked at the young man with a bit of unexplained sophistication in his eyes.

***

In the middle of the night, two figures suddenly appeared on the originally empty street.

Zhang Qinglan followed behind Ao Zhan, glancing at Ao Zhan's right hand clutching his wrist from the corner of his eye.

The young man's drenched clothes had become dry and warm, and the long black hair was also soft and docile again, tied up by a dark green headband embroidered with gold thread.

The two returned to the Yinshuang Building and walked into the courtyard where the two siblings lived.

As expected, there was no one in the courtyard, and the yellow talisman that Zhang Qinglan had pasted on the wall had become dilapidated.

Ao Zhan casually pinched a tracing formula, and after a while, a few pink and white petals, the same as those in the Baihua Building before, floated down from the midair and were exposed in front of the two of them.

"It's late." Zhang Qinglan stood beside Ao Zhan, raised her hand to catch a few phantom-like petals, remembered Yao Yitang's face, and sighed: "This monster is so powerful."

One sentence brought back bad memories for Ao Zhan.

Hearing what he said, Ao Zhan sneered: "I ran fast at that time, but now I know how powerful monsters are."

During that full moon, he was affected to transform into a dragon and lose all reason. He never thought that after waking up the next day, he would be surrounded by a circle of lifeless mortals.

Ao Zhan only thought Zhang Qinglan was stupid, even though he had already been punished, it was still depressing every time he thought about it.

Thinking of those violent monsters in Baihualou, Zhang Qinglan finally realized that what she did before was tantamount to pushing Ao into a pit of fire.

The young man's eyes wandered, and he whispered sophistry: "You have great magic power..." In fact, he did not think too much that day, he just wanted to seize the opportunity to help Ao Zhan recover.But now it seems that it is still too abrupt.

Ao Zhan didn't bother to think about it any more, he reached out his hand secretly, and pinched the young man's thin and fragile wrist bones even harder.

The two continued to explore the yard a few times, and chose to leave after finding nothing.

The moment the two of them stepped across the threshold of the courtyard and stepped on the ground with both feet—a sudden violent dizziness struck, making both of their eyes go black.

The sudden sense of weightlessness rolled up like a tide, devouring what little they had left of their clear consciousness.

The most frightening thing was that even Ao Zhan, who was as strong as Ao Zhan, was caught off guard by the overwhelming power of spiritual pressure. He didn't even last for a few seconds before his mind sank and he fell into the darkness of chaos.

……

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment had become extremely strange.

There seemed to be a heavy quilt on his body, and the young man who was lying flat on the bed raised his eyes...and was dazzled by the bright red and red gold everywhere.

There seemed to be a layer of bright red mist in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scenery was not clear.I saw a tall figure sitting beside me, reaching out to me.

As the face lightened, the air breathed by the tip of the nose also became fresh and cool, and the red mist was no longer covering the eyes, so Zhang Qinglan could see clearly the face of the man sitting beside her.

The young man was stunned, blinked his eyes in doubt, and called him, "Ao Zhan."

The voice fell and echoed in the room.

But Zhang Qinglan never expected that a title that she blurted out unintentionally, when it fell into the ears of the two of them again, it turned around and changed the tune completely——

"Master."

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The next update is Chapter V. Thank you for your support, Chirp!