The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue pressed her wound, held up the small broken umbrella, and ran aimlessly in the heavy rain.The wound on his hand no longer hurts, as expected, just like the spell he wrote just now, the disease will be cured soon.Judge pen once again proved its reliability.He doesn't often hire a carriage, but he also knows that dog skin plasters are the stuff of quacks, and it's hard to get them in pharmacies.And the coachman happened to deliver the medicine to him just after he used the talisman.

Just as there are thousands of fates for ordinary people, as long as Hua Jue writes his wishes with this pen, it will find the one that suits his wishes among the countless dark threads, and lead it to Hua Jue .

Hua Jue held the pen as if it was a hot potato, undecided whether to throw it away in an inaccessible place.He is timid and afraid of such power, just like he always fears the way of heaven.No one knows more about misfortunes and fortunes than fortune tellers—even the simplest spells must use cinnabar as a guide. substitutes for.However, spells with a larger scope and more complex uses require completely fresh blood as sacrifices.

In his hand is the judge's pen. What is the price of using this kind of thing that reverses yin and yang?

He was a little afraid to think.He had already used the pen to write spells a few times.Hua Jue has seen too many such things. When building a bridge, some people will sacrifice their lives to boys and girls, and nail them to death under the bridge pier as a price for praying to the heavens for peace. Kill thousands of lives.People's greed is endless, even Huajue herself cannot guarantee that she is free from greed, and she can regard the function of the judge's pen as nothing.

Others have other people's greed, and he also has his own.He wants to live, at all costs. As a yin fate, he has spent the long years of hiding in the bedside light shivering and confronting all kinds of terrifying and fierce ghosts since he was a child. After the lingering sick bed, even the blink of an eye will bring severe pain like a knife.According to numerology, a person like him who has four or five calamities in his life every year should not exist in this world.

This is so hard, he thought.

Hua Jue stepped into the knee-deep water with a few steps, wading through the water as hard as she could, looking for the trace of Xuanlong.He opened his mouth to call the dragon's name, but at this moment he found that his voice was completely hoarse, and he couldn't say a word.

Hua Jue felt that he had returned to the day when he first met Xuanlong. He stood against the wall by the swollen river beach, his whole body was drenched by water, and he was cold except for the cold.At this time, there was no one around him, not even Hua Dabao.He was trembling, looking for tiny traces in the lotus pond inch by inch, and concentrated on listening for the sound of the mysterious dragon.

The lotus pond is actually a large wetland of reeds. Overhead-high and withered reeds densely occupy people's sight. Huajue's body was cut several times by the sharp edge of the leaves, and the sole of her foot was also covered by a gravel hidden in the water. scratched.The blood dripped into the water, and was quickly diluted into almost nothing.Suddenly, Hua Jue heard a long, heavy and ferocious howl coming from somewhere in front of him. It was louder than a wolf's howl, more powerful than a tiger's howl.He had never heard this kind of voice before, but at this moment, he could hear the meaning of that roar, telling him to go quickly.

Xuanlong was ordering him to go.

Hua Jue didn't leave, he quickly pushed aside the reeds in front of him and rushed in that direction.Just when he felt that he was approaching his destination, he suddenly heard the conversation between two people: "Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Such a big thing, no matter what, it will take some time, just drag it to death slowly."

Startled, Hua Jue stopped abruptly, and slowly circled around to hide from the direction behind the two of them, then quietly opened a gap and looked inside.Two people in Taoist robes turned their backs to him, and one of them held a pitch-black wooden stick in his hand and slapped something on the ground hard on the head.Hua Jue opened her eyes and looked over carefully, feeling her teeth sore, she almost rushed out uncontrollably.

Xuanlong was nailed to the ground by them, half a foot long iron nails were stuck in the head, abdomen, tail, and claws, and each nail was strung with an inch-thick talisman paper.The dragon's blood stained half of the pond where the reed leaves were dumped.Those bone-like eyes were dull, and Xuanlong's back was split open, revealing the black and red flesh inside.

Peeling and cramping is nothing more than that.

Hua Jue was so angry that he could hardly stand still. He opened his mouth, but he could only make a soundless panting sound, but he couldn't utter a word.He knew that he was unarmed and seriously ill, and there was no one to help him. He could only wait until those people let down their guard and touched them to pull out those nails, and then pinned their hopes on Xuanlong, hoping He still has the strength to fight against these evil priests with him.But his head was full of anger and blood, his eyes were red, and he couldn't calm down. Seeing such a scene made him almost collapse.

Xuanlong once faced him day and night, and once saved his life. Huajue could see the end of his life at a glance, like a pool of deep water that flows gently, enclosing everyone on the shore far away from him, like a mulberry. Sir, he would never tell him about his pale youthful crush, never get closer to him again.But Xuanlong is different from others, he is not in Huajue's plan.

He is the ripple in the deep water.

"Ah, our guest is here." Someone stood behind him and gently pressed his hand on his shoulder.At this moment, Hua Jue was pushed out violently by someone, causing him to stagger a few steps, and fell beside Xuan Long.

Behind him, Taoist Ruyi was stroking his beard gently with an immortal demeanor.Standing beside him was a ghost breeder with a terrifying face, smiling at him.

"The two protagonists are alive together." The ghost raiser said.

Taoist Ruyi shook his head and said: "No, no, originally the main character is only this dragon, but who told this little Mr. Hua not to listen to persuasion, and insist on making things difficult for us? The four words we often say are as good as words... It can be seen that Mr. Hua Xiao is not a kind person."

More people emerged from behind the reeds, a large black mass, and everything was like a repeat of the incident at the bridge that day.Panting heavily, Hua Jue moved over and put a hand on Xuanlong's cold head, wanting to call his name, but only breathed out.

Xuanlong remained motionless.

The people around slowly dispersed, surrounding them in the middle.Hua Jue sprained his foot again from the fall, and he couldn't get up, but he found that these people just vacated a perfect circle around them, and at the edge of the perfect circle, dozens of mahogany swords that suppressed spells stood majestically with.

"Can't speak anymore? That's right, this is the magic circle that curses you to death. Of course, now it is not only used to suppress you, but also to suppress that dragon. It took us more than a month to set up the aura like this. A powerful overlapping magic circle has double the effectiveness, so you don’t have to think about running away. If you have any last words, let’s say it now.” A Taoist said, patted his head suddenly, and said with a smile: “Oh, I Forgot, the Jiangling fortune-teller was speechless, so the little one brought pens and inks for seniors... just kidding."

This group of people often write spells, and things like ink pens are naturally carried with them.The man came over with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, stuffed them into Hua Jue's hands, dipped in the ink and wiped it on the side of Hua Jue's face, adding a touch of ink to the corners of his eyes.He took a closer look at Hua Jue's face, the little fortune-teller's clean and delicate face was filled with a touch of evil and beautiful charm.The man thought about it, swallowed his saliva, suddenly didn't dare to look at him, just squeezed his shoulder, counting it as frivolous, and returned to the crowd with his thoughts fluttering.

Hua Jue only thought his action was a threat, and didn't think in other directions at all.The Taoist priests began to chant mantras in unison, urging the magic circle, and suddenly his heart hurt so badly that tears flowed out of his eyes, and his eyes turned black.He groped to touch his side, and held a broken claw of Xuanlong.

He thought: "I really want to die with you."

But at this moment, another voice clearly appeared in his mind: No, there is no need.don't have to die.

He should have... a way to keep the two of them alive.That voice was suppressed deep in his heart, and it was his last bottom line. He vaguely knew that once he crossed this line, he would pay a huge price that could not be exchanged for several lives.

What is the price?He knows, he once knew, for this price, he coaxed the dragon, told him the only lie in this life, and left it, but this matter, like the memory of the previous life, was abandoned by him in the reincarnation. In reincarnation.

His head hurt more and more, the rain screen, the reed pond, and the broken dragon's body became the last images engraved in his sight, and Hua Jue lost his vision.But he could still hear the sound of raindrops splashing into the water, and the old and staid voice of Taoist Ruyi: "The one I invite will kill evil spirits. The evil name is dragon, and it is also called mocking wind..."

Hua Jue hugged the dragon head tightly in her arms, took out the warm and heavy jade carving pen in her sleeve, and wrote something on the paper very quickly, almost at the same speed as the old man was chanting.The moment the pen was written, Xuanlong let out a low growl again, moved his body - and broke free from the soul-repressing nail on his tail.

The person I invite is bestowed by the heavens, named dragon, also called mocking wind...

He clearly heard the huge vibrating echo between heaven and earth, answering his extremely heavy request.He originally stopped writing here, but his hand continued to write uncontrollably, as if driven by the pen instead of his will: the number of life and death is unnatural and cannot be changed , Really tried, really judged?

Really?

The illusion came overwhelming, and Hua Jue saw a shining astrolabe in the darkness, on which was the fate of Xuanlong.All kinds of past events were played back in front of Hua Jue like a revolving lantern, and they were also played back in Xuanlong's consciousness. The black dragon struggled painfully, and was stuck with him in the illusion and the real world, unable to move.

He saw an egg, which was forgotten in a cave that never sees sunlight all year round.One day, a person came into the cave and took it home to cover it. When the gap opened, a little black dragon crawled out of it.The black dragon opened a pair of wet eyes with blue film, and crawled into the arms of that person.After many years, the black dragon grew up a bit, and the man began to teach it to speak, and took it to play around, seeing all the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.

On the other side, Xuanlong roared louder and struggled more violently.A Taoist said in horror: "It's about to break free!" But was dismissed by others: "The magic circle is halfway activated, it will be like this." But as soon as he finished speaking, Xuanlong raised another claw and got rid of the second claw. A soul nail.

"Who are you? I am a dragon, you raised me, are you also a dragon?"

"I'm not."

"Then you don't want me?"

"No. You opened your eyes and saw me, and I saw you when I opened my eyes. We will be together forever, and nothing can separate us."

After many years, someone leaves.The lone demon dragon was scarred and hid in the crack of the cave. Hearing the sound of the heavenly soldiers and generals raiding outside, it never thought of giving up, and it forgot about it. How long have the days passed.ten years? 20 years?

Before you know it, that person has been gone for a hundred years.

It licked its own scars and sank into the river.He came from Xingzhou and didn't know where he was going.It remembered the man's words: "I like this place, the name here sounds nice."

Xingzhou, Xingzhou sounds good.So, what about Jiangling?

Does he think the word Jiangling sounds nice?will he be here

Ruyi Taoist continued to read: "This dragon has a serious crime, no one can cross it, no one is willing to cross it. Gathering the six realms, there is absolutely no reason for existence, and no one cares about it. This heart can be punished."

"It's really a sentence..." Hua Jue's eyes were crying blood at some point, and some warm blood slowly slid from the corners of his eyes. "Receipt: This dragon's life should not be extinguished."

Xuanlong's whole body was shocked, and he directly got rid of the remaining seventy soul-suppressing nails, and took Hua Jue to the sky.Hua Jue was brought into a very high altitude, and then felt the dragon under him rush down again, driving the strong wind and rainstorm to hit the ground hard!The mahogany sword fell, the formation was completely destroyed, Hua Jue fell from the sky, unable to catch anything, and the fear brought by the rapid landing made his brain go blank, the illusion dissipated, his vision and sound returned at the same time, and he yelled loudly in fear. Shouting, until he was surrounded by layers of floating water, slowly bringing him to the ground.

The flood summoned by Xuanlong directly sent those people flying, and after a while, more evil Taoist priests rushed over with their swords held high, frantically trying to fight them desperately.Hua Jue took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a pair of hands covering his eyes. Xuanlong held him in his arms from behind, and said softly, "Don't look." , scattered into thousands of water cones thinner than needles, carrying high pressure enough to break any sword, rushing towards everyone's nasal cavity, eyes, and mouth, piercing them into a sieve.The murderous weapon made by the water passed through the human body, and fell into the reed pond together with a dark blood mist, leaving no trace.

After the upside-down, everything was calm.

Hua Jue let him cover her eyes and whispered, "You're fine."

He heard Xuanlong say: "It's all right."

A long silence followed.

Hua Jue was shivering from the cold, Xuanlong turned him around, wiped all the water soaked from his clothes, and then embraced him again, holding him tightly.The man's voice floated above Hua Jue's head, it was as gentle as ever: "You sentenced me to die, but in fact it is just the difference between dying now and dying later."

Hua Jue said: "Yes."

Xuanlong said again: "You said you didn't want to give it away, why did you come here?"

Hua Jue's voice was muffled: "I don't know."

The man sighed: "If you don't know, you don't know." After a while, he held up the face of the man in his arms: "Don't cry. You don't have to feel sorry for me. Humans have weaknesses, and so do dragons. But I am not What a sentimental dragon."

Hua Jue nodded with red eyes: "Yeah. Do you still want me to see you off?"

Xuanlong was silent for a while: "Sometimes, I may also be a little sentimental. What did you just say?"

Hua Jue wiped away her tears and looked at him blankly.Xuan Long patted him on the back: "I didn't hear it, but I have another thing to tell you... Do you remember what I mentioned to you, your previous life?"

"remember."

"You owed me a lot of money in your previous life." Xuan Long said.

Hua Jue opened her mouth wide, caught off guard: "Huh?"

"So you have to take me in this life." Xuanlong continued, involuntarily transformed into a dragon shape, carried Huajue on his back, and flew into the sky.Hua Jue was still a little scared, clutching the two dragon horns tightly, leaning on the dragon's back and muttering: "You are too unreasonable..."

After hearing this, Long thought about it carefully, and added: "I can control water, and I can wash dishes for you."

Hua Jue lay on Xuanlong's back and did not continue to refute.The old man's judgment on Xiaofeng echoed in his mind: there are many bad deeds and many evil deeds.No one can cross, no one wants to cross.Gathering the six realms, there is absolutely no reason for existence, and no one cares about it.

A lone dragon, whose reason for living in this world is not recognized, will be strangled as a part that should not exist, and abandoned by all living beings.

What position does he have to sympathize with him?He is the same as him, without grandma, he would be just a lonely soul in the world.When he was born, everyone persuaded him to throw the child away, but grandma resisted all opinions and brought him up by herself, and raised him very well.

"Can I cross you?" He asked cautiously.

Xuanlong didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Hua Jue shut her mouth slowly, and said after a while: "I mean... can you do the laundry too, it's been too cold recently."

Xuanlong said: "Okay."

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