Chi Si laughed heartily a few times: "I don't feel the aura here, that is to say, there are no monks with a slightly higher level of cultivation here. There is no one who can pray for wind and rain at will."

"But the demon cultivator is not necessarily."

He glanced at the Dragon King Temple: "There is a temple dedicated to him here, and you can cast a spell to control the flow of water."

The flood in Linxiang should have been subsided by someone using magic.

Seeing that Yang Wentuo frowned slightly, he hastily added: "Don't worry, this level of cultivation can't even reach my fingers."

"We still follow the original plan and go into the temple to see what the Dragon King looks like. Are you worthy of my gifted tribute?"

The mighty ceremonial team worshiped the Dragon King according to local customs.

After the ceremony, there was an embarrassing little problem.

How should the sacrifice be handled at this time?

The festival is in the morning.

The last time the members of the Fenshui Gang paid tribute, the Dragon Lord appeared at night when there was no one in the temple.

How do you spend half a day in the afternoon?

Although there were few people worshiping Buddha and asking God in the afternoon, there were still many pilgrims entering the temple.

The three animals can be placed directly in front of the statue, and it is impossible for two living people to stay in the temple all the time.

Even if Chi Si demolished the temple, he would not let King Linyuan stand in front of the people offering incense from noon to night.

He immediately thought of an idea: "How about we go back to sleep in the afternoon and come back at night?"

Yang Wentuo glanced at him with a half-smile.

——The thin lips that were insane with evil thoughts immediately shut up.

The tribute cannot leave the temple.

The county magistrate who knew the facts did not dare to violate the worship rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, and he did not want to offend the high-ranking officials from the capital.

It was a master who thought of a compromise: there is a guest room for rest in the backyard.

If the adults go to rest inside, it is not considered as leaving the temple.

The worshipers dispersed, and a group of officials entered the backyard.

The dripping clock ticked, and the county magistrate became more and more panicked.

This living sacrifice was the order of the high-ranking officials in the capital, and they wanted to see the dragon without head or tail.

He himself is quite curious about Dragon Lord.

But when this day really came, they felt a little uneasy. What if the Dragon Lord really had something to do and these two people offended the Dragon God who came down to earth, what should they do?

Will a sudden flood flood the entire Linxiang County?

Or what if the Dragon King is gone, no one will bless Linxiang, and it is flooded again?

"What kind of good thing can a living person worship?" Chi Si gave him a cold look, and sneered a few times, "If it's a hoax, then expose the truth. If it's a monster, get rid of the demon."

"The monster wants to eat people. If you don't destroy him, you still have to offer him sacrifices?"

"My lord taught me a lesson." The county magistrate was terrified.

I dare not say, what if it is a demon with profound morals, they can't deal with it.

"Brother Chi, I will stay with you in the temple tonight." Xie Guanhe was still worried, "Whether it's a human or a demon, be careful."

"No. You can wait anywhere. When I catch him, you will all be able to see the Dragon King."

Don't disturb the world between him and Aji.

"We will wait here at night." Yang Huiyu glanced at Yang Wentuo, "If something unusual happens, just make the noise a little louder, and we will enter the temple immediately."

Chi Si curled his lips.

How could this group of people still not believe in his strength.

Wasn't that move that was exposed in Shuizhai the night before yesterday enough to be earth-shattering and frightening?

It's still early to discuss everything.

Everyone holds books in their hands and reads quietly.

I don't know where they got the books from.

Chi Siqiong was extremely bored, so he simply leaned against Yang Wentuo's neck, and fell asleep with his fresh and thin shoulders as a pillow.

Woke up early today, just to catch up on sleep.

It was dark when he woke up.

The county magistrate sent someone to deliver food, and just in case, besides Yang Huiyu and Xie Guanhe, he also arranged for the county government to arrest them.

After dinner, the two tributes walked into the temple by themselves.

The joss sticks in the temple are always burning, the light is dim, and the smell of cheap bamboo incense is pervasive, so strong that it is a bit choking.

There is always a strange kind of silence in the empty temple at night.

I don't know when the dragon king will appear, and I have to wait in the temple for a while.

Chi Si hugged his sweetheart and sat down in the middle of the smooth and level hall.

"Let's guess first, how tall, short, fat and thin is the Dragon King?" Yang Wentuo teased, "Didn't someone say that someone has seen the Dragon King transform into a Taoist priest?"

Chi Si nibbled on Yu Shi's face, "No matter how tall or short, fat or thin, his legs are not as long as mine, and his face is not as good-looking as mine."

He hugged her to sleep alone in the afternoon, and had another dream that almost salivated.

The sweet and greasy aroma of delicacies spread to the tip of his nose, making him wander in thoughts and imaginations.

He wants this tribute.

When he learned that someone built a temple for him today, he thought of it.

He suddenly wanted to try it, and eat this tribute in the shadow cast by his idol.

Today's Ah Ji is dressed in plain white, which is more bright and pure.

He wanted to tear off the fragile shell and deepen the bright red bloodstains on the bright white smooth muscles and bones.

In front of his majestic statue, he stained the pure eyes that were shining with water, and dirty the tribute severely.

In front of his god statue, let the tribute groan and cry to himself for mercy.

The shadow cast by the idol covered the lingering shadow.

"Ah Ji," the glamorous eyes were cold and gloomy, and the warm and clear voice was thick and deep, "Look at the good deeds you have done."

"Fourth..." Run Che's elegant voice was slightly hoarse, and his restrained coldness was even more seductive.

"Do business first."

Chi Si ground his bad teeth, leaving a bloodstain on Yan Run's neck.

When did the dragon demon appear?How long do you have to wait for him to condescend again?

Suddenly there was a rustling sound.The vegetation on the banks of the river moves without wind, and the long grass undulates with the waves.

Something is coming.

Chi Si's heart trembled slightly, at least he calmed down a little bit of evil fire.

He got up and held the tip of his heart tenderly in his arms, the unextinguished spark made his voice low and loving: "No matter what happens later, lean on me."

Yang Wentuo hummed lightly, and felt slightly dizzy for a moment.

After a breath, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

The place where it is located is no longer a majestic temple with treasures, and the surrounding walls are narrow and uneven, it seems, like a cave?

"here is?"

Chi Si looked around: "Auras are mixed and surging here, and there are earth vein nodes below. If I guessed correctly, it should be directly below the Dragon King Temple."

Deep underground in the Dragon King Temple, there is a cave.

"So," Yang Wentuo understood immediately, "Is this the home of Lord Dragon? Does he usually live here?"

Chi Si laughed arrogantly: "His cultivation base is too weak, it's hard for me to detect it. But now that I'm so close, I can probably feel that he is in this hole right now."

"There is a passage ahead, let's go and have a look."

The two walked a few steps, Yang Wentuo couldn't bear it, and said helplessly, "Fourth brother, you're pressing me so tightly, it's hard for me to walk."

Chi Si gritted his teeth, snorted hard, and his eyes were dark and fierce: "I want you to feel that you have done a good job."

Yang Wentuo couldn't help but laugh, he didn't provoke right and wrong today.

It's all the other party's own fire.

"Fourth, my shoulder hurts. Let's talk about it when we go back."

"I don't!" Chi Si refused resolutely, and lightened his hand a little, "You just promised to help me reduce the fire."

Yang Wentuo raised his head, and the corners of Wenrun's eyes curled up with a hidden sharp power: "Be good, be obedient."

Chi Si gritted his back molars, but let go helplessly.

With Tianwei on top, he dared not act presumptuously.

"But you have to hold me, who knows if there are any spells ahead."

The two walked hand in hand, and the sound of footsteps in unison echoed lightly in the deep and long cave.

"We walked through a secret road like this before." Chi Si suddenly recalled the situation when the two went to Xihe County.

At that time, they held hands in the same way, walking in the dark and secret passage.

Yang Wentuo gave a low laugh.

Chi Si put his cold and slender fingers to his mouth.

For the rest of his life, he will keep clasping this hand, watching the sunrise and sunset, enjoying the love and moonlight of the world, and watching the contours of the years.

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