The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

The Taoists in the mountains encountered a catastrophic rainstorm for no reason, and were forced to retreat for half an hour.When the wind and rain subsided, they went down the mountain to search around, but they couldn't find the little paper man.

At this moment, the spring trees were dripping green, and the white-clothed Taoists scolded their mothers, beat their chests and stomped their feet, and went back to the house, but saw another visitor at the door, it was the man in black who came a few days ago.Dressed the same as before, the man wore a hat and a cloak, with a calm demeanor.

"I'm looking for Taoist Wumei," the man said.

"Young master, Taoist Wumei's cauldron has been smelted, and he has already left. If there is anything, it is the same to ask our Taoist priest, or else, we will invite you here for you?" Seeing him, several young Taoist priests seemed to meet each other. The old man leaned over like a salesman.

"gone?"

Xuanlong was stunned.

He came here on this trip to tell Wumei that Hua Jue's illness was caused by someone making troubles, and he wanted to ask if he could help find the source of the spell.He has been a demon for many years, and he has not been in the world for a long time. He has no time to practice spells. He has a primitive and powerful spiritual power and doesn't know how to use it. He can't help Hua Jue.

He has already met Hua Dabao, and Hua Dabao brought him that tear of the phoenix.The two of them made an agreement in a fit of anger, obviously there was such a drop of the supreme holy thing, but neither of them wanted to use it.Hua Jue not only didn't use it, but also wanted him to go.

Since there is no need for it, Xuanlong intends to return Fenghuanglei and ask Wumei again if he can help him.But what he didn't expect was that the little Taoist was no longer in Jiangling.

He looked up at the people around him, shook his head and said, "No, since he's not here, I'll take my leave."

Xuanlong turned around, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an old man with white hair and chicken skin rushing out of the room, waving the whisk in his hand to welcome the guests.But the old man failed to catch up with him, Xuanlong walked with a bit of unpredictability, and he disappeared after a while.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, last time I came to look for Master Wumei, but I didn't see his face." The little Taoist priests cursed: "It's just the rain just now, it's like a knife, people fall into the rain and have to live You can't be suffocated, teacher, let me tell you, it was really weird just now, I have never seen such monstrous rain."

"What did you say?" The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a hint of anger in his tone.

The little Taoist was taken aback by his expression: "I mean, the rain just now was too monstrous... We couldn't catch up with that paper man, and we ran into this guest when we came back."

"Trash! You bastard!" The old man sighed heavily, then gritted his teeth and said, "That's water control, chase after me! That's the man, he's the evil dragon we're looking for!"

"what did you say?"

"We didn't expect that thing to transform!" The old man's eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his tone was full of remorse: "That kid surnamed Hua also put us together, he simply colluded with that dragon, a Use a psychic medium to find out where the magic circle is, and the other one will be waiting at the foot of the mountain to respond! Confused! I am so confused! Hurry up, and the people in the medical center will also inquire about the situation of that surnamed Hua, and don’t let him run away!”

The old man lost his temper on his own, and after the crowd heard it, they quickly dispersed and chased down the mountain, but Xuanlong was already far away.

Hua Jue only fainted for a short while. He lay on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze, but found that he still couldn't see clearly.His consciousness has come back, it seems that the paper figurine did not fall into the hands of those people in the end, he was lucky.

He tried to stand up, but a sharp pain in his heart made him fall back, and the dizzying pain ran through his limbs.He took a few breaths, and heard a commotion outside the courtyard, including a few strange voices.Hua Jue's ears and eyes were sharp since she was a child, and she was particularly sensitive to sounds. Dang even heard that one of the voices belonged to a Taoist priest who was recuperating in another courtyard of the hospital. He visited the patients for the old man that day and had a brief contact with them. .

These people came to his door at this time, thinking with their toes, they knew that it would not be a good thing.

Hua Jue's heart beat faster and faster as she heard the approaching footsteps.He couldn't move at all now, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, but he clearly remembered what he had made of this room: talisman paper was pasted around, and a scribbled magic circle was drawn under the stove.If found by those people, it would be straightforward evidence that he drove the psychic to sneak into the mountains.

Hua Jue tried hard to concentrate, thinking that he should at least get out of bed and put away the talisman quickly, but he failed after several attempts.Trapped in a dark mist, he heard the knocker click and was pushed open.

His heart went cold.

There's nothing he can do... He heard someone come in, closed the door behind his back, and then walked around the room a few times.He heard the man's footsteps stop in front of a few walls, as if he was looking at the spell he had put on for a while, then the man walked a few more steps and stood beside the magic circle on the ground for a while.

But the more Hua Jue waited, the more he felt something was wrong.The man didn't move his things, but sat down beside his bed, looked at him for a while, and finally... tucked him in the quilt.

Hua Jue's heart moved, she stretched out her hand to grab the hand of the man who was about to leave, somehow gained the strength to speak, and blurted out: "Jiaofeng?"

The owner of that hand paused, stuffed his hand back into the quilt and patted it, and said with a smile: "Who is Xiaofeng? Is it the guest you brought to see the doctor that day?"

Hua Jue opened her eyes, and saw Mr. Sang sitting beside his bed, looking at him and smiling.On the other side, the Lord of Jiangling opened the door and came in. After looking around, he frowned when he saw the room that Hua Jue had messed up, then he closed the window of the other side door tightly and walked in. , and sat down next to Mr. Sang.

Hua Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now there was a group of people outside, looking malicious, we drove you away." Mr. Sang said softly, "We came back from an outing yesterday and found that you hadn't come home yet. We came to inquire, but we heard Dr. Shao say You are sick, what's going on?"

Hua Jue murmured: "Shang, typhoid..."

Mr. Sang laughed again, pointing to the messy room: "Typhoid fever made the room like this?"

Hua Jue lowered her head and dared not speak.Those two didn't ask him any more questions, they helped him tidy up the room, helped him up again, and supervised Hua Jue to eat breakfast.

Hua Jue's mental state is still not very good. Jiangling City Lord walked around as if he was patrolling the territory, and then came to him and said, "If you are sick, you can move to our place first. There is no one to take care of you here. Dr. Shao Busy, and a little far from home."

Just as Hua Jue was about to say no, Mr. Sang reached over and rubbed his head: "Be obedient, we promised your grandma to take good care of you."

As usual, Hua Jue didn't dare to look up at Mr. Sang, and her heart was beating a little too fast.But soon, he remembered the face of another person, who often touched his head and whispered something in his ear.Xuanlong's hands are broad and powerful, with beautiful joints and scars all over them, while Mr. Sang's hands are delicate and delicate, like a pair of literati's hands.

Thinking of him, Hua Jue suddenly had no other thoughts.Mr. Sang and the city lord of Jiangling personally helped him pack his things, and then greeted the old man, but Hua Jue squatted aside and secretly wrote a note.

He wrote: "I'm going back, across from my house. If you come back, go find me there. Don't be angry." After finishing writing, he drew a winter jasmine at the back.

He didn't know if Xuanlong would come back.That day, he asked Hua Dabao to bring a message to Xuanlong, saying that he would not give it away, and he was a little angry in it.But can Hua Dabao understand what he said?If you can understand, will you relay the original words to that dragon?

He hoped that the dragon could take Phoenix Tears and return to Jianghai. If Xuanlong didn't do so, Hua Jue also hoped that he could come back to find him. His place is at least safer than outside.

Hua Jue rolled up the note into a small ball of paper and threw it in the corner of the wall, bit her finger, and dripped a drop of blood on it to make sure that Xuanlong would find it when he came in.After finishing these things, he followed the carriage of the city lord of Jiangling and wandered all the way to the south of the city.The city lord took the prescription from the old doctor, and invited a medical practitioner who was said to be an imperial physician to see him again, and prepared a few pastes for Hua Jue.The prescription was full of tonic herbs, Hua Jue was dizzy from drinking it, and had nosebleeds every few hours.

Hua Jue was also assigned to a guest room alone, which was adjacent to Mr. Sang's natural residence. There was a flowing water in the garden of the mansion, and there was a pavilion within a few steps. He didn't know the way, and he didn't dare to run outside. Then always stay in the room motionless.

In the afternoon and evening, there was a little rain in the sky, Hua Jue looked at the sky, and always remembered what Wumei told him that day: "There is something abnormal in the sky, it is the dragon who is sad."

Xuanlong didn't come to look for him, and Hua Dabao didn't come back either.

Is that person still in Jiangling?

The black patch on Hua Jue's chest became deeper, but he didn't let the doctor who saw the doctor know.For the first time, he knew clearly that life and death were a matter of fate. This hurdle was a gate of hell for both him and Xuanlong, and if he couldn't pass it, he would die.It can be considered that they are destined, I don't know who will take the first step between these two strange guys.

He thought about the dragon, and drank the medicine slowly.

"What else do you want to do?" Mr. Sang came over and asked him, "Just say what you want, little flower, you were not as polite as you are now when you were young."

Hua Jue shook her head, and after a while, she suddenly nodded again: "Mr. Sang, can I go out tomorrow? I want to listen to a storytelling session."

Three miles away, a small courtyard in the hospital was crowded with people in Taoist robes, sighing at an empty room.

"Damn it, let him run away again." The leader almost gritted his teeth: "Jiangling City Lord? How can that kid, He De, get involved with him?"

"Since the city lord of Jiangling is protecting us, there is nothing we can do. We can only attack that dragon." The person next to him was driven aside in despair by the city lord of Jiangling, so he could only give up the idea of ​​catching Hua Jue. , could not help sighing.

The leader's eyes suddenly lit up: "They acted separately, right? The dragon also injured us all that day, but he was left alone. It seems that he cares a lot about that kid named Hua. We might as well grasp this point , be a bait to coax that dragon to take the bait?"

"What bait?"

At this time, a person next to him who had been silent all this time said, "If the dragon is really interested in him... this must be what he is looking for." Tattooed a corona snake.He is the most cultivated ghost breeder among this group of people. This man shook a bottle he carried with him, a small bottle of suet jade, and looked for it with a candle, and he could see the shadow of the things inside.Those are two dolls carved with vine roots, the solitary yang does not grow, and the solitary yin does not grow. This doll happens to be a man and a woman, and they are grinning.

"The person surnamed Hua is about to die. If we want to break the law, we must find the source of the formation. And the place where the head-down formation is set, as long as we do something, it can become the place where the dragon died. ..." The ghost raiser narrowed his eyes, "If you can die in love, you can be regarded as making the sky laugh to the end, and the dragon will become a complete joke in vain."