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Chapter 609: A Yunmeng Order! [7k extra chapters, please give me a monthly ticket!]

"Come, Brother Yan, have some water! My brother-in-law has one scoop, and you have one scoop too. Leave one scoop for my brother-in-law to come downstairs.

"This water is from the Gulian Spring in Kangwang Valley of Mount Lu. It cascades down a hundred meters and is extremely clear. The tea brewed from this spring is a unique drink in the south of the Yangtze River.

"I'm not exaggerating, the taste is indeed different. I specially asked someone to get a few bottles and I'm ready to entertain the guests."

In the lobby on the first floor of the water room, Wang Caozhi handed a bucket of water to Yan Liulang, who was holding a sword in his arms, and said with a smile.

The people who were drinking water quietly around heard this and glanced over slightly.

"It's still water, what's the difference?"

Yan Liulang wondered.

Wang Caozhi's eyes widened: "The difference is huge. First... first... never mind, I forgot the words. You're right, there really doesn't seem to be much difference."

He waved his hand with a sigh, and after a while, he smiled sincerely:
"But it's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar. It's the hospitality and hospitality that's most important, isn't it?"

Yan Liulang thought about it and nodded slightly, but did not drink immediately. He crossed his arms and said:

"Brother Wang, if you have something to say, please speak up."

"Brother Yan, what do you mean by this? I am not that snobbish. I am not asking for anything today. I am here to thank you, Brother Yan."

"Thank you? Thank you for what."

Wang Caozhi straightened his clothes and looked forward:

"Thank you, Brother Yan, for your guidance."

Yan Liulang's expression remained unchanged as he shook his head:
"I didn't say anything. Brother Wang thanked the wrong person."

"Good good."

Wang Caozhi laughed and nodded.

Yan Liulang raised the gourd, drank a few sips of water, and pondered for a moment:

"My brother, you look good. You should not be too tired these days under the command of Lady Historian, right?"

"Eh."

Wang Caozhi sighed deeply.

Yan Liulang saw that his face was full of emotion.

Wang Caozhi said nothing and raised his gourd to drink water.

Last time, when he slightly changed the address outside the gate of the Jiuzhou Prison, the lady historian scolded him on the spot, saying he was talking nonsense and speaking in a slick manner. She also warned him not to call him by random names and left with a cold face.

But from the time he returned to Xunyang Grottoes until now, Wang Caozhi still shouts the same way, without any change. This inability to learn from his mistakes has of course attracted severe criticism from many female historians in public. Wang Caozhi feels very aggrieved about this. He is just born with a poor tongue and there is nothing he can do about it.

Because of this, Rong Zhen punished him mercilessly on the day he came back.

After that... everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Maybe because I saw that he was so fearless, I was too lazy to correct him.

As for the official duties assigned to Wang Caozhi every day, there was no change. Just like before, the workload had not decreased, and it was still handled impartially without any special care.

But...something has changed.

That is, the number of times the lady came to see him seemed to be decreasing little by little.

Wang Caozhi only felt that the pressure was gradually reduced and he felt a lot more relaxed.

Although the workload is the same, imagine two people doing the same work. One is often called by the leader to give instructions, while the other is free to do what he wants. No one is watching him. After completing the work every day, no one from the top will use a magnifying glass to find faults and call him over to make major changes...

The pressure is really different.

Wang Caozhi didn’t know if it was an illusion. Maybe the lady historian was also very busy recently?

You're busy interrogating the captured Tiannan underworld rebels, so you don't have time to look for him?

No matter what, he felt a little more relaxed unconsciously. Otherwise, if it was like before, would he want to come here with the female officials today and stay on the first floor of the water room to entertain Yan Liulang and others?

Don't even think about it, she was sent away directly by the lady historian...

Wang Caozhi looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a sigh on his face.

Later, she called "Sister Rong" more diligently.

Yan Liulang glanced at Wang Caozhi, who was holding a water scoop and looked distracted. Seeing that he did not answer, he was too lazy to ask more questions.

At this time, Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen walked down from the second floor one after the other.

Everyone put down their water scoops and stood up.

"Brother-in-law! Have you finished drinking the water? How does the water from Gulian Spring taste? Is it a little sweet when you sip it?"

"No. It's a little stuck in my teeth."

"..."

Wang Caozhi switched back to a serious expression:
"It must be cold. Cold water gets stuck in your teeth. Come on, brother-in-law, give me a ladle of hot water..."

"No thanks, I'm not thirsty anymore."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand to decline.

"That……"

Wang Caozhi held the water scoop and turned his gaze to Rong Zhen.

But before he could open his mouth, Rong Zhen gave him a look of disgust and annoyance, which made him shut up.

Yan Liulang, who was standing by, heard Wang Caozhi calling "Ming Fu" exactly as he said it, and saw the look of disgust and dissatisfaction on Ms. Rong's face. He shook his head in his heart and took a sip of water from the ladle.

Just then, outside the bathroom, a hunched figure of an old woman with white eyes came over.

"Is Master Ouyang here?" he called out hoarsely.

"Deputy Supervisor Song."

Ouyang Rong was a little surprised, but then his face calmed down, he walked over to greet and deal with it, holding a hemp rope and Buddhist beads in his hand.

After all, this old woman with a roll of eyes was the deputy director of the Imperial Observatory and a top-grade purple-qi cultivator who should not be underestimated. In the past, because of his conflicting paths with Lin Cheng, the relationship between the two was actually very bad and they naturally did not get along.

However, after the last incident where he took the initiative to surrender and asked Ouyang Rong to accept the imperial edict, the conflict was temporarily put aside, the relationship was somewhat eased, and they were able to maintain some courtesy when they met.

In addition, Ouyang Rong did not show any arrogance after gaining power. Perhaps she felt that the attitude of this junior was better than she expected, which led to Nanny Song now looking at Ouyang Rong with some favor...

Ouyang Rong and Nanny Song walked aside. While the two were exchanging greetings, Rong Zhen remained in the lobby, gave instructions to the female officials on the left and right, and then prepared to go find them.

"Whoosh".

Wang Caozhi, who had been sentenced to death in Yan Liulang's heart, blocked Rong Zhen's way out with a ladle in his hand.

"Sister Rong, why don't you give this bucket of hot water to your brother-in-law? It would be a shame if he doesn't drink it."

"Pfft——!"

Yan Liulang, who was holding the ladle and drinking water, couldn't hold it in and spat out a large mouthful of water, and his body was covered with mist.

"..."

Wang Caozhi wiped the water off his face, looked down at the contaminated scoop, and slowly opened his eyes.

"S-Sorry, Brother Wang, I couldn't help it..."

Yan Liulang wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said embarrassedly.

However, when Yan Liulang looked at Wang Caozhi, there was already a look of shock in his eyes that he could no longer hide.

Is he a genius?

When Wang Caozhi called out this name just now, Rong Zhen immediately turned around to look at Senior Ouyang Rong and Senior Song who were talking outside the door.

The other party probably didn't hear it, and neither of them turned around.

Then her eyebrows raised.

At this time, Rong Zhen's cold voice rang out in the lobby:
"Wang Caozhi! I've told you so many times that you have to call people by their job titles when you work here. If you dare to call them by your job titles again, get out and don't come back."

"Yes, yes, Sister Rong..." Wang Caozhi agreed readily.

Rong Zhen turned his head coldly.

"Ms. Rong." He changed his words with a serious look on his face.

Rong Zhen stared at him for a while, then walked out with an unhappy look on his face.

The female officials around exchanged glances and followed him out silently.

After Wang Caozhi watched his cheap sister leave, he muttered to Yan Liulang behind him without looking back:
"When we are working, she calls us by our positions. Should she also call us Manager Wang? Why does she just call me by my name? I remember that she used to call me Manager Wang, but now she doesn't call me by that anymore. She just calls me by my name. Oh, by the way, Brother Yan knows a lot. Do you know why this is so?"

There was no sound from Yan Liulang behind.

Wang Caozhi turned back curiously, only to see that Yan Liulang had dropped the empty water scoop in his hand to the ground at some point. The look in his eyes when he looked at him seemed... full of awe, and he clasped his fist towards him heavily:

"Brother Wang, please take care of me in the future."

"..."

……

"What were Liu Lang and Cao Zhi talking about in the bathroom just now? I saw the two of you were arm in arm, and you were both reluctant to leave. No, what could you two have in common?"

"No...nothing to talk about. Mr. Ming, I suddenly feel that my brother is a great talent."

"Wealth of money?"

"This... all of them."

Not long ago, Ouyang Rong bid farewell to Rong Zhen, Nanny Song and others and returned to Xunyang City.

On the way back, he curiously questioned Yan Liulang.

The latter had a look of deep emotion on his face at this moment.

Ouyang Rong glanced at his expression and warned him, "Liu Lang, don't follow him and learn bad things."

"Then I'm sure no one is as bold as my brother." Yan Liulang sighed.

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and said, "Putting him at Xunyang Grottoes is actually also the intention of Junior Sister and Madam Xie. Let's train him."

Yan Liulang couldn't help but say, "Brother Wang, you don't need to practice at all."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at Yan Liulang, who looked a little strange.

He nodded slightly in agreement:
"It seems that he has indeed handled the relationship with Ms. Rong well. I was worried that he would be driven back by Ms. Rong. You people in Jiangzhou Hall know Ms. Rong's temper. It's not easy to get along with her. But now it seems that she is okay..."

Yan Liulang interrupted: "It's definitely too late now."

Ouyang Rong paused, looked at him for a moment longer, and asked with a smile:

"Isn't he just teaching you how to work under Ms. Rong?"

He was intrigued.

"Cough cough." Yan Liulang coughed but did not answer.

Ouyang Rong didn't ask much about such private matters.

Return to Xunyang City.

Ouyang Rong first went to the Jiangzhou lobby to spur on the Chief Secretary Yuan who was dozing off on duty again.

In the afternoon, I received news from the government in Wannian County, Jiangzhou, that Li Fusu, the deputy governor of Jiangzhou and the prince of Xunyang, was on patrol in this county and was staying there temporarily. It was the second to last stop and he would set off back in a few days.

Ouyang Rong also received a private letter from Li Dalang.

The letter did not mention Princess Anhui. It just talked with Ouyang Rong about the scenery of the counties he saw along the way. At the end of the letter, he also whispered that he was shopping in the old town of Wannian County yesterday and saw a Yunshui Pavilion, but he passed by the door and did not go in.

Ouyang Rong burst out laughing.

In fact, these days, Li Dalang was touring and inspecting the counties of Jiangzhou as the deputy governor of Jiangzhou, and he did not send a single letter home from the Xunyang Palace.

Princess Wei Mei still missed her eldest son very much, but was dissuaded by Li Guoer and Li Xian, who did not allow her to visit him to ask about his well-being.

Even though the Xunyang Palace was indifferent, Ouyang Rong, as the chief strategist, still had to pay attention to it privately. He couldn't let Dalang get into any accident.

After reading it, Ouyang Rong folded the letter and put it in the book, not reading it but not replying.

By the evening, all matters were temporarily dealt with. Ouyang Rong let out a long sigh and followed Yuan Huaimin back to Chengtian Temple in the name of visiting Li Yu.

After a short while, he left and drove the carriage to a quiet courtyard.

After finishing dinner with Xiu Niang, he rolled up his sleeves, washed the dishes together, and sat with her in the courtyard for a while. Before the sky was completely dark, Ouyang Rong left the quiet courtyard. In the dark alley, Pei Shisan Niang's carriage had been waiting for a long time. Ouyang Rong took a few boxes of fine Hanlei ink sticks and brought them back to the Huaiye Lane mansion.

Rong Zhen asked him to help return Yuan Huaimin's "Peach Blossom Spring", but Ouyang Rong had not given it to him yet.

During the day, he tried to sound out the attitude of this unreliable friend, but Yuan Huaimin seemed indifferent and just told him not to drop it.

Moreover, during the day, Ouyang Rong also asked Yuan Huaimin about his research on Tao Yuanming's life and deeds, but the old man laughed it off. It seems that he has been slacking off again these days...

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

In the evening, at Yinbingzhai, Ouyang Rong used Hanlei Ink Ink to coax the little ink spirit Miaosi.

The fairy was quite satisfied, but when she heard Ouyang Rong asking her to squeeze more spiritual ink, she immediately turned her back, squatted in the corner of the closet, drew a circle and cursed someone.

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

However, I already have a red and black talisman as a trump card. As for the second talisman, there is no rush.

In fact, Ouyang Rong was not very clear about the specific details of Miao Si's production of spiritual ink. The little guy was always very secretive and would not tell him many details. It was obvious that he had been persecuted many times and knew that he could not reveal his true colors or he would be exploited by a black-hearted boss.

Moreover, Miao Si is often seen shouting "Not a drop left", and complaining and begging for mercy in front of him and his junior sister every day... It is obvious that she is a veteran and has all the survival tips. I believe she should have a lot in common with Yuan Huaimin.

A day passed in this way, step by step. Ouyang Rong's arrangements were very logical and every link had to be taken into consideration.

However, considering that Ouyang Rong had not gone home for dinner for several days, Zhen Shuyuan seemed to have become suspicious of him.

Ouyang Rong began to think about finding an opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding that his aunt had about the embroiderer.

But the prerequisite is that the embroiderer is willing to meet her aunt openly.

Ouyang Rong sighed, turned around and saw that the moonlight had already entered the house, so he went to wash up and go to bed.

……

Ouyang Rong was woken up at exactly 2 a.m.

At first, it seemed that Ye Weilai got up to urinate at night. He woke up hazily, turned over and raised his legs to prepare to go back to sleep, but after a while, while he was still dazed, he heard hurried footsteps outside the yard, the dazzling lights in the inner room came on, and a cool night wind blew into the house.

Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes and saw the worried face of the white-haired maid in front of him:
"It was a female official from the Supervisory Council who came to see me. Brother Yan just arrived as well. It seemed like there was something urgent. Madam Zhen was also woken up and sent Banxi to inform Mr. Tan..."

Ouyang Rong immediately lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and clothes.

"Where are they?"

"In the living room."

Ouyang Rong listened calmly, turned his head to look at the inky black night outside the window, and frowned.

"Okay. You go to sleep first, it's okay." He comforted Ye Weilai, but quickly got dressed and strode away.

Before leaving, he picked up a violin case and left.

……

It is very deep at night.

In Xunyangfang, outside the old state prison on the cliff beside the river, it was as bright as day.

Torches were lit one by one, illuminating all the dark corners around, leaving no hidden dangers in the dark.

Hundreds of black-armored soldiers with grim faces were guarding outside the high walls of the state prison.

His eagle-like eyes swept over the surrounding houses and bushes.

These elite black-armored soldiers belong to the Xuanwu Battalion in the front-line army.

The last time he appeared was when the Donglin Buddha's head convoy entered Xunyang City, which was also the day when the Xingzi Lake Buddha collapsed. He was brought here by Qin Yanqing to cooperate with the female officials of the Supervisory Council to strangle the Tiannan Jianghu Qigong practitioners who dared to ambush the convoy.

At this moment, judging from the situation, no outsider can approach the 300-meter radius around the old state prison tonight...

At the end of a dark corridor with dark cells on both sides, the big iron door of the dungeon was tightly closed.

Outside the iron gate, there were three dark shadows, waiting motionlessly.

There were two torches on both sides of the door, with fireworks dancing.

The warm orange light shone on Ouyang Rong, Rong Zhen, and Qin Yanqing.

However, the firelight only illuminated half of their bodies, and stretched the shadows of the three people on the ground very long, extending to the damp and dark mossy wall in the distance.

At the gate of the dungeon, the atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

A faint wailing sound came from inside the iron gate, amplified by the silence in the corridor outside the gate.

But none of the three spoke.

Qin Yanqing, who hurriedly led the Xuanwu Camp to Xun tonight, tilted his head slightly and glanced at Ouyang Lianghan who had arrived not long ago, and Rong Zhen who had just walked out of the water prison to accompany them.

The cold girl in palace dress was lowering her head, carefully wiping the lake water mixed with blood on her hands with a rough rag.

Ouyang Lianghan sat on the bench at the entrance of the dungeon where Old Yang had often sat recently. He leaned forward with his hands crossed, supporting his chin. His face was backlit and his specific expression could not be seen clearly.

Qin Yanqing withdrew his gaze and looked back at the iron gate.

Right now, inside this water dungeon, there is an old cruel official and a strong-willed "hero".

Qin Yanqing licked his lips and broke the silence.

"This old man has a pretty steady hand." He chuckled, livening up the atmosphere a little.

Rong Zhen turned around and glanced at Ouyang Rong who was silent, and said softly:

"Thank you for your help this time, Mr. Qin."

"It's okay, it's just my job. The Grand Marshal is also very concerned about the Donglin Buddha, so he sent us here to investigate it thoroughly. According to the latest information from the Xuanwu Camp, there are rebels in the Kuangfu Army who have sneaked through the Hongzhou front line and into the Jiangzhou territory in the rear.

"Based on recent signs, I suspect that among the visitors, there may be important figures from the top of the Kuangfu Army, and several people around Li Zhengyan... They may have already met with the rebel leaders in the Tiannan Jianghu and are heading towards Jiangzhou. Their purpose is self-evident.

"However, I was lucky to catch this big fish today..."

Qin Yanqing recounted in detail the process of capturing this "hero" from the Tiannan underworld. Rong Zhen listened quietly and nodded from time to time.

Tonight, Qin Yanqing suddenly led the people from Xuanwu Camp to escort a "hero" who was famous on the roads of Jiang and Hong states.

This man's surname is Zheng, with a given name of Jun. He is a chivalrous man. Since he was young, he has done many chivalrous deeds and has become famous. Now he is in his prime, in his thirties, and has accumulated quite a reputation in the Tiannan martial arts world. Many people know him... but none of this matters.

Just now, Rong Zhen went in and checked this person's Dantian and found that he was a genuine eighth-grade Qigong practitioner. To be able to practice to the eighth grade through unofficial means, his talent is indeed not low.

It is no wonder that this hero Zheng has such status and fame in the Tiannan martial arts world.

The reason why it fell into the hands of Qin Yanqing and Xuanwu Battalion this time was that when Xuanwu Battalion was tracking down the invading rebels of the Kuangfu Army, they destroyed a contact point that was usually disguised as a restaurant. Among them were some records of Zheng Daxia's past stays, so they followed the clues to find out...

This time, it is the biggest fish caught since the Xuanwu Camp and the Supervisory Council issued the wanted notice for so long.

It's no wonder that Xuanwu Camp and the Supervisory Council are trying so hard. In the past, in Jiangnan Road, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau and other violent court agencies didn't control them too strictly, unlike Guanzhong or Hebei Road...

Jiangnan Road is not very prominent among the ten roads in the world. The south is far away from the emperor and Luoyang and Chang'an.

The Tiannan Jianghu was even less managed, and the imperial court turned a blind eye to it because it did not involve core interests and allowing it to govern itself could save governance costs.

Speaking of which, in Jiangnan Province, the cost of flood control alone for the imperial court is already very high every year.

The present-day Jiangnan is not the extremely rich place it will be in the future. Even after the migration of the elite to the south hundreds of years ago and the influx of a large number of people from the north during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Jiangnan area has still not been fully developed. The most typical problem is flooding.

The water conservancy facilities for managing floods in the south of the Yangtze River are not yet mature enough, which has become a geographical factor hindering the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River... Jiangzhou and Hongzhou are adjacent to the 900-li Yunmeng ancient lake, which is considered to be half of a poor and bad place, and a popular place for demotion.

But until now, with the outbreak of the Southwestern Kuangfu Army Rebellion and the temporary construction of the Donglin Buddha, it suddenly became important.

The Supervisory Council has only recently begun to manage the mountain people in Tiannan Jianghu, so it is naturally a bit difficult.

Fortunately, there was the assistance of the Xuanwu Battalion, which came from the Xuanwu Guard in Luoyang. The Xuanwu Guard was one of the Sixteen Guards of the Great Zhou.

Different from those guards among the Sixteen Guards that are specifically responsible for managing local Zhechoufu, the Xuanwu Guard has been a special army in the Daqian and Dazhou armies since its establishment, specifically used to deal with Qigong practitioners. They are experienced and all wear black robes and black armor.

In addition to the Xuanwu Guard, there are also the Azure Dragon Guard, the Vermillion Bird Guard, the White Tiger Guard, and the Yinglong Guard. Their weapons and clothing are different, and each has its own duties...

"Don't worry, this kind of so-called hard bones, the old predecessors have seen a lot."

After a pause, Rong Zhen seemed to look at Ouyang Rong:

"And not everyone is like Li Yu."

"Who is Li Yu? Is he also a traitor?"

Qin Yanqing looked interested.

Rong Zhen didn't answer.

Ouyang Rong said nothing and remained motionless, as if in a trance.

"Squeak——!"

The tightly closed iron door behind the three people made a harsh sound, and the iron door was slowly pushed open from the inside.

A short figure of a one-eyed old man walked out of the door. It was Old Yang.

The old man waved his hand towards the people at the door. In his wet, dry hand, he was holding a damp booklet.

"The mouth is open."

Old Yang spoke calmly as he handed the confession to Rong Zhen, who was closest to him.

Rong Zhen lowered her eyes, looked for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and immediately handed the confession to Qin Yanqing.

The latter lowered his head out of curiosity, and after reading it, he immediately threw away the confession and left in a hurry.

The confession finally fell into the hands of the silent Ouyang Rong.

He read it carefully and pursed his lips.

Rong Zhen withdrew his gaze from the direction Qin Yanqing left and chuckled:
"Mr. Wei and Young Master Du, the guests of honor of the Grand Lady, are the two people Zheng Jun has met... Ouyang Lianghan, do you know them?"

"I've seen him before, so I guess we know each other." Ouyang Rong spoke with a slightly hoarse voice:

"Wei Shaoqi, Du Shuqing. Judging from their figures and attire, they should be them."

"I also guessed it was them."

Rong Zhen nodded, pointed at the confession, and said coldly:
"Yunmeng Jianze secretly issued the Yunmeng Order this time, inviting these Tiannan Jianghu people to discuss important matters. I guess it is aimed at us.

“This bastard hero named Zheng Jun also has a Yunmeng Order. According to his confession, he was not the only one who received it in Jiangzhou, but also others.

"But he doesn't know them well, so he can only give us a possible list. We don't know if there are any omissions. It's okay, just catch them all first."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and said nothing.

This time, it is almost certain that Kuang Fu’s army has completely colluded with the rebels in Tiannan Jianghu and intends to destroy the giant Buddha in Xunyang Grottoes.

Last time, because it was Lin Cheng who presided over the statue making, Ouyang Rong, who was demoted to Sima of Jiangzhou, did not need to consider this issue.

But now, it's his turn. The giant Buddha statue he built with great effort in the Xunyang Grottoes is about to face hidden threats.

Even this time, Yunmeng Jianze's plan is likely to be more sophisticated than last time, and the attack will be unexpected...

Ouyang Rong turned his back to the dungeon and repeatedly read the blood-stained confession.

Noticing his strange silence, Old Yang and Rong Zhen both tilted their heads to look at Ouyang Rong.

Two hours later, Qin Yanqing came back with something in his hand and threw it in front of everyone.

"I didn't expect it to be so hidden. He didn't even carry it with him. He has a mistress who happens to be in Xunyang City. She is hiding in the closet at home. He is quite cautious. Fortunately, there is an old senior to interrogate him this time."

I saw a dagger in a scattered cloth bag on the ground.

Qin Yanqing frowned: "Is this the Yunmeng Order? The invitation letter they gave out for their secret meeting?"

Ouyang Rong said nothing, bent down to pick up the dagger, played with it in his palm, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This dagger is a bit strange. It is made of bronze. It looks good but is not practical. However, it is cast very exquisitely.

The orange light from the torches on the wall fell on the bronze, and one could vaguely see a ferocious dragon carved on the hilt.

The ancient sword body extended out from the bloody mouth of the evil dragon, as if the evil dragon was pierced through the mouth by a sharp sword... imprisoned and stabbed to death.

If you look closely, it seems to be true, because the carved bronze head of the evil dragon has its eyes closed in pain, and the pale green color of the bronze...this painting style is a little weird and terrifying.

At the entrance of the water dungeon, everyone's eyes were fixed on it.

The flames flickered, sometimes brighter and sometimes darker, and the bronze evil dragon appeared and disappeared from time to time.

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