Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

Next to the inn, under the century-old stone bridge.

Long Xiaoxiao held the jade in his hand and listened.

"At the same time, the nine dragon corpses that were originally motionless suddenly began to tremble."

"Even though the dragon that once stood side by side with the gods has become a cold corpse, it still cannot be desecrated at this moment, and there is a powerful dragon power..."

Listening to Li Tong's specially cut out words about dragon corpses inside, Long Xiaoxiao nodded with satisfaction.

A dragon with a face shaped like a horse showed a smile that was like a villain's triumph, and then he kept throwing the jade up and down, muttering something in his mouth:

"Uncle, my good uncle, why aren't you here yet?"

"My nephew, I have to rely on you to realize my achievements. If I can achieve great achievements this time and successfully transform into a dragon, I will be your nephew!"

It has some thoughts, let alone the third prince of Donghai Dragon Palace who is on the way.

At this time, outside Yangjia Village, on the top of the mountains at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, there was a fat Taoist priest with a red face standing facing the rising sun.

His eyes seemed to be looking at the mountains, and he was nostalgic for the past.

But suddenly, his complexion changed, and his fat, red face suddenly started to smile.

"Hahaha, I am destined to be a poor Taoist in this world. Not to mention the immortal energy is overflowing, look at all the luxurious energy flowing above the mountains and rivers of the earth!"

"When you look at it, you can see that there is a tomb, a big tomb!"

Thinking of this, he wanted to transform into a divine rainbow to find out what was going on and get over his addiction.

Suddenly, the words spoken by the young man who brought him here were recalled in his ears. He couldn't help but trembled all over, stopped moving, and rolled his eyes.

He got up and walked towards Yangjia Town.

Duan De and Li Tong said that they couldn't stand the confinement in the house and wanted to go out to have some fun and take a look at Fang Shijie.

But now if he was caught digging someone's grave, he couldn't guarantee that the boy would come to rescue him.

So to be on the safe side, Duan De was prepared to wait for a while until he fully understood this strange world.

Taking a deep breath of the celestial energy that was usually unusually rare, he took up the divine rainbow and returned.

Fang walked halfway when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind, seeming to be calling him to stop?

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Duan De's speed subconsciously increased a bit, and he ran forward without looking back.

I thought that the sounds from behind had not disappeared, and were getting clearer and clearer.

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoists in front of me, please stay!"

The shouting kept pouring into his mind like a demonic voice filling his ears. Duan De was suddenly startled and thought to himself:

"We came to this world and didn't have time to dig up people's ancestral graves. Why are we afraid of them now?"

"Hey, Mr. Dao, I really walk a lot at night, and I'm afraid there are ghosts everywhere."

Then he patted his forehead, stopped Shenhong and turned his head to look.

When I saw this, I was immediately shocked.

...

It is said that Shen Gongbao had a conflict with Na Jiang Shang and was expelled from Chanjiao, all the way down to the back of Yuxu Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

I just felt uneasy and had no intention of practicing. I just looked for old friends and acquaintances all the way, and traveled around the mountains and rivers to find my friends.

In recent days, I have been walking all the way from Nanfangbuzhou, and I have met many old friends from the past and present, and we had a lot of fun chatting with them.

It's just that these people, intentionally or unintentionally, mentioned a strange man in Yangjia Village at the mouth of Guanjiang River. With just one mouthful, he could talk about the world in detail, which seemed to be real or illusory.

It makes people unable to distinguish between true and false, and at the same time, they are immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Even they, the loose immortals, often listen to books.

At first he didn't take it seriously, but as he gradually heard more, he took it to heart.

I thought to myself that there was nothing going on, so after walking all the way, I might as well take a detour to the Guanjiang estuary to hear what magic the storyteller had.

Just like that, he rode his white-fronted tiger upside down and came all the way to the mouth of Guanjiang River.

As today was approaching, I suddenly saw a comrade with a broad heart, a fat body, and a red face driving a Zunguang in a rather shabby way.

Shen Gongbao thought that this person must also be going to Yangjiacun to listen to books, so he went up to make acquaintance, so that he could be a companion along the way.

I once thought that this man seemed to be a thief.

The more you shout, the faster you run.

As a last resort, I used a few tricks to finally stop him, but I forgot to twist his neck.

...

Duan De looked at the Taoist with his back to him but his face turned upside down, riding on a handsome white tiger.

I was shocked at first, thinking where did this weirdo come from? He just rode a tiger to show off, and he was so scary.

Just as his eyes were wandering as to how Zhengdao should deal with it, he heard the man opposite say:

"This Taoist friend, I am Shen Gongbao, an overseas loose cultivator. I don't know your name or where the fairyland is. Did you also go to Yangjia Village to listen to books during this trip?"

Shen Gongbao also felt that there was something wrong with his appearance, so he quickly got off the white tiger and stood up, smiling and talking to Duan De.

Duan De was stunned, where is the fairyland?

He just came here and didn't have a permanent cave, so he couldn't tell anyone about Li Xiaozi's place!

When he heard the next question, he immediately paid attention and said with a smile:

"Haha, my name is Duan De, and I am also a casual cultivator. This trip is indeed just as my Taoist friend said, to find the storyteller."

Then I thought in my heart: "Hahaha, you can't blame me for this, Mr. Li, we are trying to win business for you."

Shen Gongbao laughed when he heard this: "In that case, you and I might as well go together. It's my first time here, so I don't know yet how magical the storyteller is!"

"Go together and go together."

Duan De responded, and the fat on his red face trembled a few times.

After hearing what he said, Shen Gongbao stopped riding the tiger, and drove away slowly with Duan De in the escape light.

At the same time, you and I were talking word by word.

Somehow, it got pulled onto the Immortal Cave.

Duan De's eyes flashed, and he immediately started talking about Taoist brothers to his left and fellow Taoists to his right to try to get in touch with him.

By the time they arrived at the crowded inn, the two of them looked like they had known each other for a long time and had been friends for many years.

After Shen Gongbao tied the tiger in the stable outside the inn with everyone pointing around him, Duan De enthusiastically welcomed him in.

...

At this time, Yu'er Fangfang finished playing the prelude, and Li Tong slowly walked out from the backstage.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Duan De, an unlucky guy, walking in with a Taoist with a sword on his back and a beard, who could not be said to be an immortal.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, secretly thinking that I was unlucky.

I thought that drawing Duan De lying in an uncovered coffin from the prize pool would be considered unlucky enough, so I thought I would just let him out and wander around for a while, but he actually brought back such an even more unlucky person.

This appearance, this undisguised aura, and the white tiger causing a commotion outside the door allowed Li Tong to recognize who this person was at a glance.

Isn't that exactly what Shen Gongbao is calling so and so so and so so and so?

Glancing hard at Duan De, who was still unaware of the impending disaster, Li Tong sat on the wicker chair.

Gavel shot:

"Snapped!"

"The book continues from the previous chapter. It is said that after the protagonists accepted the fact that they suddenly grew old, they climbed over the mountains, left the ancient forbidden land, and met a young girl who looked like a fairy."