Fuming Street.

The old Taoist with white beard was listening with great interest to Zhang Mingrui saying that the new owner of the haunted house opposite didn't know how to draw talismans. Suddenly, he shuddered, frowned and looked towards the south.

Inside the Qishan Road Funeral Home.

A man in a Zhongshan suit was drinking tea and chatting about the recent supernatural events in Cuicheng. His hand suddenly shook, and he hurriedly stood up and walked to the window, looking in the distance in the direction of Longshan.

A villa by the river.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes, who was reading Feng Shui with a compass, took a step forward when his body tilted and he almost fell. He finally managed to steady himself and looked up in surprise: "Is this... a dragon's roar?"

An office in the Pingfeng Government Building.

The young man with long white hair who was talking to his best friend narrowed his eyes, looked out the window, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I didn't expect that this place, which has been a place of no contention among military strategists since ancient times, actually has dragon veins and spirits. What a coincidence that it happened during your tenure."

He looked at his best friend meaningfully: "It seems that your career is going to be very successful."

The middle-aged man, who had just turned forty, was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly. "Don't make fun of me, let's talk about the shipwreck. The experts, along with the guards, a total of 35 people, are all missing. You have to help solve this problem."

"Didn't you help gather so many experts?"

"Don't worry, if they can't solve it, I'll call my uncle who's in seclusion to come over later."

"But you have to be prepared. This happened over half a month ago. The chances of them surviving are slim."

The middle-aged man's eyes darkened. "Well, I want to see the person alive or the body dead. You know the background of two of the experts. It's hard to explain."

Inside the villa.

After a day of rest, the old man with a mustache finally went out for a walk and sat down in the pavilion. He trembled and looked in the direction of Longshan in horror.

After a long while, he murmured, "Impossible, how is it possible?"

In the valley.

Wang Haitao shrank his neck and looked up at the sky.

The sky is still gloomy.

But beneath the sky, transparent, gray scales appeared faintly, covering the sky and the sun.

What the hell is this?

Also, where is Master Su Tianshi? Where did he go?

I heard Liu Xian's sigh.

"The dragon vein has come to life."

"I didn't expect that the dragon-shaped mountain energy that the mountain god had carefully cultivated for a hundred years could not bring life to it. Now that it has been dispersed and left to its own devices, it was unexpectedly enlightened by Master Su Tianshi and brought to life."

Wang Haitao frowned: "???"

Liu Xian, please explain clearly. When did Master Su Tian open his eyes? Why didn't I see it?

Did I miss something just now?

Wang Haitao wanted to ask, but his mouth was still sealed. He jumped up and down anxiously, causing Qin Ying and others on the other side to look at him frequently.

As ordinary people, they could not hear the dragon's roar at all.

But Su Chen left quickly without saying a word. They also vaguely felt that there seemed to be some changes around them, but they couldn't tell what it was. They had to ask for help from Master Wang who was still present.

Wang Haitao met their curious and expectant gazes, pointed to his mouth and spread his hands.

Sorry, I can’t help you either!

mountain top.

Su Chen looked at the mountain air revealing pieces of dragon scales, and he happily wandered around the Dragon Mountain, and then rushed up suddenly.

The mountain air gradually condensed and eventually turned into a small dragon with a green back and a red belly and strange eyes.

The little dragon turned its head in the sky, swooped down, merged into the highest peak of Longshan, and disappeared.

"It's a dragon, it's a dragon!"

Su Chen heard hearty laughter.

That was a great comfort from the mountain god.

He was stunned for a moment, then started laughing.

This Longshan is finally worthy of its name, as there is a dragon on it.

Soon, Su Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the Skeleton Land.

He had previously wanted to find some free time to set a trap with Brother Zhao, but now it seems that plans really cannot keep up with changes.

This trap...I'm afraid it's no longer necessary.

But there is one thing that still needs to be taken into consideration.

When he returned to the valley, Su Chen was not surprised to see that there was another soul in the statue of the old squad leader.

The temple was completed. He and Qin Ying and others packed up, moved their things upstairs, and walked out of the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Wang Haitao was finally able to speak.

He was full of resentment.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you take me with you?"

"Also, when did you get your eyes dotted?"

The finishing touch?

Su Chen was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

That's quite apt.

The position of the little dragon's eyes, whether it is the tree or the old squad leader, has its own contribution.

He left two words "Guess", opened the car door, and got in holding Acai.

The car drove directly to the Municipal Bureau.

As Su Chen walked through the gate, someone recognized him immediately.

"The Master is here? Looking for Captain Zhang?"

Su Chen recognized him, it was Ah Qing.

After receiving a positive answer, A Qing led Su Chen directly into Zhang Ming's office.

"Captain Zhang is reporting to Director Zhou. We'll probably have to wait a while."

"I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

Ah Qing poured three glasses of water.

Wang Haitao took a sip without hesitation and winked at Su Chen: "As expected of Master Su, you know so many people."

Su Chen glanced at him indifferently, and Wang Haitao immediately shut up.

Soon, he turned his head and looked out the window and muttered.

"Liu Xian, this brother is really hard to approach. He's too cold and aloof. I'm freezing to death."

Zhang Ming is back.

Seeing Su Chen, he smiled with his teeth showing.

"Master, it's been a long time since we last met. Why do you only give credit to Captain Lin and not take care of me?"

Su Chen knew it was a joke.

He went straight to the point: "Captain Zhang, I came here today to talk to you about the skull field in Longshan."

"Skullfield?" Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment before reacting. "Is that the salt marshland that the suspected spies created? The one that's full of bones?"

Su Chen nodded.

"I went into the mountains today and got some news from the mountain god."

Zhang Ming quickly raised his hand: "Wait, Mountain God?"

"Well, there was originally a mountain god in Longshan. He's been dormant for nearly half a century, but he woke up today. He said that when the Japanese pirates entered Longshan, they destroyed his mountain god temple, and the location of the mountain god temple is exactly where the skull field is."

"I've said before that the land was originally the location of the Mountain Air Dragon's Eye. It was made into a skull land in order to capture or slay the dragon."

Zhang Ming nodded. "Yes, I've consulted Director Zhou. The possibility of slaying the dragon is very high. After all, the enemy is determined to counterattack and destroy our dragon veins. They may think we can't fight them."

Su Chen continued: "I have always wondered how the salt from that land was transported in so quietly. At that time, I thought it was done through magic. But today I learned that there has been no mountain temple in Longshan since that time. But according to the customs of our Cuicheng, there are legends in Longshan, so how could there not be a mountain temple? I am afraid that someone is interfering..."

Zhang Ming's mind was working rapidly.

Then there was a sudden slap.

"I see. Master, you mean there are spies lurking in the village? In both villages?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "It's still your expertise to solve the case. I'm just providing clues."

Zhang Ming narrowed his eyes. "We've previously investigated and found that the people of both Qingshan and Songming villages are not indigenous. We even did background checks. Unfortunately, it was a time of war, so it's hard to tell whether a lot of information is true or false. I was thinking about asking you, Master, for help."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I will lead people to conduct a thorough investigation in the next few days. I will definitely find out who is blocking the construction of the mountain temple. Then..."

Zhang Ming suddenly smiled at Su Chen: "I still need to ask Master for help to confirm it!"

"No problem." Su Chen said and stood up: "I have something else to do, Captain Zhang, I'm leaving first."

"Master, it's getting dark now. Have you eaten yet? I'll treat you to a meal."

Wang Haitao quickly moved aside to block Zhang Ming. "Hey, Captain Zhang, even when you're treating someone to a meal, there's a first-come, first-served basis, right?"

Zhang Ming looked at him doubtfully: "You are..."

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