[Xianxia] Accompanying Longmian

How the County Magistrate Wu came back to life because of the death of a dead person and how to resurrect the dead, how the Ni couple was released from the prison for the rest of their lives after the robbery, how they were pointed out by the neighbors, and finally had to leave their hometown, Neither Ming Yuan nor Mu Bai knew about it. After all, it was all other people's business. After the misunderstanding, the two returned to the inn to pick up the horses and luggage after delivering the letter. They left the small town and continued to Huadu. .

The weather in June is extremely hot. Mu Bai lived in the mountains for a long time before, and in this kind of weather he would always hide in caves to cool off the heat. Now, after walking on the official road for three or four days, the more he walked, the more he felt the heat became unbearable, and he almost gave birth to a furnace. The illusion of a duck, so roasted over and over again, the skin is almost burnt.

He took out a sweat towel to wipe off the sweat, and turned his head to look at Ming Yuan worriedly. He saw him striding in the sun with a half-person-high saber coffin on his back, but his expression was still relaxed, as if even a drop of sweat No, I couldn't help asking: "You are an aquarium, won't you feel uncomfortable in the sun?"

Ming Yuan slowed down, turned his head to look at the sweaty Mubai, patted Heitan on the back, and said with a smile: "I think you are the one who is unwell, get on the horse and let Heitan carry you for a while." He felt sorry for Heitan, Even carrying the saber coffin on his back, it can be seen that Mu Bai looked like he was about to collapse, but he still couldn't help but speak out to persuade him.

Mu Bai took out the water bag and took a sip of water, then handed the water bag to Ming Yuan, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid Heitan can't take it in such weather, I'll pass it after I bear it, don't let it suffer."

Ming Yuan also took a sip of water, but frowned, the water bag was scorched by the sun, and even the water in it didn't feel cool at all. Although a sip could quench his thirst, he felt like he hadn't drunk it before. The water is hotter.

He turned his head to look at Mu Bai again, and saw that his face was covered with fine sweat and his cheeks were flushed red, like a piglet in a steamer, it was steamed until it was white and rosy, and it was so delicious that people couldn't help but want to eat it Taking a sip, Ming Yuan didn't want him to suffer, so he lightly moved his fingers, leading the cool water vapor from the shade of the tree to slowly surround Mu Bai.

Mu Bai felt that the moisture around him was increasing, and even it began to cool down, and he immediately guessed that it was Ming Yuan who was helping him relieve the heat.In fact, Ming Yuan taught him this trick long ago, but his control over water is far less than Ming Yuan's, and the water vapor that is usually attracted is warm, and it is better not to attract it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, the sun had moved westward a lot, and the most difficult time of the day had passed, so he turned to Ming Yuan and said, "Why don't we catch up tomorrow?" Start early in the morning, and find a place to rest at noon, so that you can avoid the poisonous sun."

Ming Yuan took Mu Bai to rest under the shade of the tree, looked around and said, "June should be a rainy season, but now it's so hot and dry, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe."

Mu Bai frowned and said, "Then what should I do? You are the Dragon Lord, so there is nothing you can do?"

Ming Yuan said: "If there is a good year, there will be a disaster year. If the weather is good, there will be three disasters and six disasters. Forcible intervention is likely to cause even greater disasters. As long as you follow the weather, there will always be a day of prosperity."

Mu Bai remained silent. He had seen what kind of life the people lived in the disaster year. In that year, there was a continuous torrential rain in the mountain for ten days. A village was buried below, and men, women, children, poultry and livestock were not spared.

At first, relatives from neighboring villages came to dig up the mud and rocks to collect the corpses of the victims, but they all had to give up because the burial was too deep.Gradually, vegetation took root and sprouted on the ruins, and purple-red wildflowers covered the entire land. After decades or hundreds of years, the buried village will quietly become a part of the mountain as if it had never existed before. , no one will know that there used to be a thriving village, full of children's laughter during the day, and when the sun sets, there will be a faint smoke.

Ming Yuan has lived for a hundred years, and must have seen the pain of refugees being displaced, but what makes him so cold, not like the gentle him...

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Before dawn on the second day, Ming Yuan and Mu Bai set off in the dark. The surrounding area was indeed cooler, but what is strange is that they were far from the only ones who woke up early in the morning. Young and old, a group of three, and a group of five headed in the same direction, not knowing what to do.There was an old man who seemed to be in his [-]s, leaning on crutches with one hand and being supported by a young man with the other. Although he had fallen behind, he still kept moving slowly with the flow of people.

Ming Yuan and Mu Bai looked at each other, walked quickly to the young man, and asked, "Brother, what happened in front?"

Before the young man could answer, the old man said tremblingly: "Both of you are from other places. It's really a good time. Today is a big day. The national teacher wants to open an altar to pray for rain."

Although Mu Bai was also looking forward to the rain, he didn't believe that the national teacher would really have such abilities, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Pray for rain? Can the national teacher ask for rain?"

Hearing this, the old man immediately turned his face down, "The boy is so ignorant that he dares to question Master Taiwei. Since Master Taiwei was granted the title of national teacher, he has done many good things for us. A few years ago, our village Every family lost their children, the county magistrate couldn't explain why, and it was useless to send people to guard them day and night. After the national teacher learned about this, he descended to our poor place, and it only took one day. I caught the culprit. It turned out to be a bird spirit. She usually looks like a normal woman, but she likes to steal other people's children. You said that if it wasn't for the national teacher, how could you use the government's tricks? Take back the kidnapped child?"

Mu Bai was a little embarrassed by what the old man said, and didn't know how to answer, Ming Yuan nodded aside and said: "So, this real Taiwei is different from those who only know how to follow others and please the powerful."

The old man and You Youyan agreed: "That's natural. Today, the national teacher prayed for rain and issued a notice to ask the people who have nothing to do to come to help, so as to impress the Dragon God with the power of everyone's thoughts. Let alone the people in Huadu, it is us All the people from the countryside are willing to obey the orders of the National Teacher." He looked at Ming Yuan and the two, and his eyes fell on Mu Bai: "Why don't you go together, so that you can experience the power of the National Teacher."

There is only one official road, Ming Yuan and Mu Bai have no other choice, they simply follow them to watch the excitement.After walking for nearly a cup of tea, I saw a high platform about three feet high in the distance, but it was difficult to move forward—hundreds of people had surrounded the high platform, most of them They all stared at the high platform obsessively, their eyes full of reverence.

Mu Bai became curious, so he also stood on tiptoe, looked over there with his neck up, and saw a huge incense burner placed at the four corners of the high platform, the smoke generated by burning incense rose from it, and there was a man in white robe standing on the high platform. In the middle, he didn't wear shoes on his feet, but he was wearing white socks, gloves on his hands, and a mask made of unknown things on his face, only showing a pair of eyes.

Mu Bai turned his head and asked Ming Yuan in puzzlement: "Does it need to be so tightly wrapped when praying for rain?" Doesn't he feel hot?

Ming Yuan shook his head, his eyes were still on the national teacher and refused to move away, as if he was exploring something, while the old man at the side gave Mu Bai angrily a look, and said: "Half a year ago, there was an epidemic in Huadu. Treating the sick people to try the medicine, saved the lives of a whole city. It’s a pity that the sky has no eyes, after this incident, the national teacher was not only hollowed out by the medicine, but even his skin was festered, his description was completely ruined, so he had to wrap himself up.”

Mu Bai let out an "oh", feeling a little sorry in his heart, and his affection for the national teacher increased a bit, and at this moment, a drumbeat sounded.As if hearing an order, everyone stopped whispering, and looked at the high platform together, and saw that the person who was standing quietly had started to dance to the beat of the drum, with his wide sleeves raised towards the sky, drawing Rounded arc.

Seeing that the ceremony of praying for rain had started, the surrounding people all fell to the ground. Seeing that only the two of them were still standing extremely abruptly, Ming Yuan wrapped himself and Mu Bai in water vapor.

The drum beats changed from light to heavy, from sparse to dense, the harder the beating, the more urgent the beating, as if hitting people's hearts one after another, and the national teacher dancing on the stage danced faster and faster. The sky that gradually brightened with the sunrise was actually getting darker.Ming Yuan stared at that figure intently, and a strange sense of familiarity slowly surged up.

As the incense in the incense burner burned out, the sound of drums gradually subsided, but the sound of chanting sutras could be heard faintly. It turned out that there were still a group of ministers in court uniform standing under the stage, each holding a sutra in their hands, Read carefully in unison.

"...The land is scorching and droughty, and the grains are not ripe. Two, two, three, three, I don't know what to do..."

"...Eastern Dragon King Qingdi, Southern Red Emperor Dragon King, Western White Emperor Dragon King, Northern Black Emperor Dragon King..."

Mu Bai listened attentively, and could vaguely distinguish the scriptures, but he didn't know what scriptures they were, but it sounded like he was praying to the Dragon God for rain, so he asked Ming Yuan in a low voice, "What scriptures are they reciting?"

Ming Yuan frowned and said, "It's "Taishang Dongyuan Says Please Rain Dragon King Sutra"." As each scripture was read out, the dragon tooth behind his back would slam into the knife coffin once, and he could even feel the pressure of the seal. The dragon soul in the knife is eager to break out of the wall.

Mu Bai focused on the dance that had become calm again on the stage, and didn't notice Ming Yuan's strangeness. After thinking for a while, he said: "According to the book, the rain of the Dragon Clan must obey the will of the upper realm. Yes, you will be severely punished. It is not feasible for the national teacher to invite the Rain Dragon King."

Ming Yuan shook his head, barely distracted and replied: "The book you mentioned is probably an ancient book. Nowadays, the authority of the Shui tribe is much greater than before, and rain can be done cheaply. Most of the time, there is no need for instructions from the upper world."

At this time, the national teacher on the stage stopped dancing, raised his head to the sky amidst the sound of chanting sutras, and opened his mouth to spit out a ball of blue light. As soon as the ball of blue light came out, a thunderbolt was drawn in the dark sky, as if to tear the darkness away It was like cracking, and then the earth-shattering thunder exploded in my ears, and the big raindrops fell down with the thunder.

Mu Bai happily said: "It's raining! It's really amazing, this national teacher is really amazing!" But when he turned his head to look at Ming Yuan, he was startled, and saw the bruises on his face and neck. All had scales.Mu Bai hastily went to pull his hand, but was shocked to find that those slender hands had already turned into dragon claws, which felt cold and hard to the touch.

Ming Yuan turned his head, the originally dark pupils also glowed with blue light, but Mu Bai saw the meaning of comfort from it.He closed his eyes, took deep breaths repeatedly, and when he opened them again, the blue light in them had disappeared.

Mu Bai asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Ming Yuan sighed, and explained slowly: "The man is not asking for rain from the dragon kings, but using the dragon's breath to gather rain—the blue light in his hand is the dragon ball."

Ming Yuan's voice at this time was muffled, but Mu Bai could still hear what he was talking about, and said anxiously: "Even if it is Dragon Ball, what does it have to do with you?"

Ming Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Because that bead has my dragon spirit on it."