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Dark and gloomy Huangquan Road.

The black ones are the quiet and high mountains, the red ones are the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and the winding Huangquan Road connects Guimenguan and Wangchuan River, and a team of 200 people exuding white fluorescent light is rushing along.

Bai Yujun stared back from time to time until Fengdu could no longer be seen.

"I've always kept it in my heart..."

Taking one last look, he turned his head and led the heavenly soldiers on their way.

When passing the Tiance Jagged Corps, which is as quiet as a statue, slow down, not wanting to disturb the tired soldiers who are sleeping. They are very tired, waiting silently, quietly guarding the gate of hell.

"Goodbye."

Exuding fluorescent white armor, the team of heavenly soldiers and generals swept across Huangquan Road and went straight to the gate of hell. Bai Yujun actually doesn't like the death energy of the underworld. She circulates the dragon energy to protect the dragon body from being infected by the death energy. Being infected by death qi does not necessarily lead to immediate death.

It is quite possible to fall into sleep and wait for recovery. One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, the day when the dragon will finally raise its head.

Arrived at the gate of hell.

Go through the formalities and show the jade certificate.

The hideous and hideous general beckoned the ghost soldiers to make way for the Heavenly Court's tolerance. Bai Yujun led more than two hundred heavenly soldiers into the gate of hell under the gaze of countless ghosts, and returned to the South Heaven Gate through the teleportation array.

When breathing the fresh heavenly air full of aura, the whole dragon feels comfortable from the bottom of his heart.

"call……"

"The air in the fairyland is still fresh and not aggrieved. I want to drink off the waterfall and take a shower for three days and three nights!"

I went to the mission hall to hand in the mission, took a dropship to fly to Yaochi, didn’t go back to the camp to report, and went directly to the floating rock in the remote fairy mountain, and drank the Lingquan Waterfall as fruit juice...

...

A small country in the mainland of the main world.

Yeyi, an ancient city that is peaceful but often troubled by floods.

The simple team arrived at the ancient city by the river. The old man drove the car, and occasionally the whip lightly hit the old scalper pulling the cart. The old cow mooed as if protesting, and slowly pulled the squeaking broken cart through the gate of the black hole hole. The entourage stuck to the base of the wall. Bypass the muddy city gate.

Days of rainy days have made the roads full of potholes and water, reflecting broken ox carts and pedestrians.

Inside the car, a middle-aged man in an official robe was frowning and flipping through books, feeling a headache about the floods. On the first day he arrived in Yeyi, he saw a lot of rain, and worried about whether he could successfully control the water.

He opened the curtain and glanced at the ancient city that was about to be managed by him, sighing.

Suddenly, he saw an ordinary old man with white hair and long beard.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Wait, stop."

The old man who drove the car came to his senses for a moment, pulled the rein, and the old cow mooed and stopped in dissatisfaction.

The middle-aged official lifted the curtain and got out of the bullock cart, respectfully saluted the old man with white hair and white beard on the side of the road, and did not ignore him because of his status.

"Old man, please stop. Excuse me, you are a local."

Seeing the official's questioning, the old man clasped his fists and saluted calmly.

"The old man is a native of Yeyi. His ancestors have lived here for generations. I don't know what's going on with your lord."

"I went to Yeyi to serve as the county magistrate. I was ordered to deal with the flood and bring peace to the people on both sides of the strait. However, I don't know much about the water situation when I first arrived. There is an old man in the family who has a treasure. Can the old man tell me the truth about the flood in Yeyi, so as to avoid detours .”

The old man shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Water control and water control, the officials left one after another, and they all claimed to control the water. The people of Yeyi paid for it and worked hard for several years, and it returned to the original after heavy rains."

"I really want to control the water..."

"Hey, there is no sunny day in Yeyi, and there are two unruly water dragons, Kunshui and Lishui. Whenever there is a heavy rain, they will flood both sides of the river, flooding thousands of hectares of fertile land and destroying thousands of houses. How do you manage it?"

"I……"

The officials were silent.

I wanted to control the water according to what was written in the book, but I couldn't say it after all.

If it could be cured in that way, the previous county magistrates would have quelled the flood and reported it to the imperial court. Someone must have done so, but in the end it failed, and nothing was achieved by wasting people and money.

Bow with both hands.

"In Shenzhu, I am determined to solve the flood problem for the people of Yeyi, and I also ask the old man to give me advice.

Shen is grateful. "

The old man smiled slightly and put on his straw hat.

"Walk more, look more, think more, the two water dragons in Kunli will finally find peace."

After finishing speaking, the old man with long beard boarded the stone bridge to cross the river. Magistrate Shen was thoughtful, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the old man had gone far away.

Magistrate Shen was talking to himself.

"dragon……"

It is rumored that the world's rivers, lakes and seas belong to the dragon clan, but Shen Zhu does not believe that there are dragons in the river, but it is just a fabrication. If there is a dragon, why didn't the floods be quelled early? The local people in Yeyi often burn incense and pray for God's mercy. Still not over.

Frowning, he arrived at the Yeyi county government office, and took office in a hurry after the handover.

When I came to the study, I saw a map of Yeyi hanging on the wall, indicating the location of the county seat and the direction of mountains and rivers, among which Kunshui and Lishui are particularly eye-catching.

Shen Zhu stared at the map for a long time with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Kunli Ershui.

After a stick of incense time.

"Come here~"

"My lord, please tell me something."

"Go invite the best painter in Ye Yi, I will ask you for something."

"Here."

The entourage ran out of the backyard quickly and silently, asked the locals and went straight to the house of a certain painter, and took the painter to the county government in the rain. No one knew, so, is it bad for the reputation to ask the painter to talk about painting, cooking wine and tea for the first time?

The painter raised his robe and stepped over the high threshold to enter.

"Gu Yuan, the ancient family in Dongcheng, has met the county magistrate."

Those who are good at calligraphy and painting must be the children of rich families, ordinary poor people have no time to experience and study this way.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Shen invited you here for one thing. Can you draw a picture of a real dragon, just the same size as this picture. Thank you very much."

"Draw... draw a dragon?"

The artist surnamed Gu didn't expect it to be for this matter.

Magistrate Shen nodded.

"That's right, to draw a real dragon, the more real the better."

"It's about the same size as a map. Could it be that the county magistrate wants to change this map?"

The artist surnamed Gu was puzzled.

He thought the county magistrate was arty and didn't care about the lives of the people in Yeyi.

"Exactly, Shen is determined to quell the flood in Yeyi. After thinking about it, the key is the dragon. The map can be temporarily put away until the flood is subsided and then hung up again. Before that, I want to witness the real dragon's determination to control the water every day. "

"It's Gu who made a mistake..."

The painter sincerely greeted him, and Shen Zhu stretched out his hand to support him.

"My lord, don't worry, Mr. Gu will do his best to draw the most authentic dragon. If he manages the Kunli and Lishui Rivers, he will naturally draw its charm. Mr. Gu will go to the riverside."

As the saying goes, a true artist is always different.

After the painter Gu Yuan finished speaking, he left without waiting for the county magistrate Shen Zhu to reply. It seems that the direction should be to go to the river to look at the water for inspiration, and Shen Zhu admired him greatly.

It is said that the painter Gu Yuan held an umbrella in the rain for days on the bank of Kunli Ershui and watched the river rushing.

But painting water is easy and drawing a dragon is difficult, especially the charm of a real dragon is even more difficult. In order to assist the county magistrate to control the water, Gu Yuan became increasingly haggard...

More than ten days later.

Rain and humidity hit the riverside for several days, and Gu Yuan's painter fell ill.

Knowing the reason, the old patriarch of the Gu family praised Gu Yuan as the authentic painter of the Gu family. After thinking about it, he told the whole family of the Gu family to set up an altar in the rain to worship three animals of melons and fruits.

But it is difficult to burn incense in the rain, how to pray without burning incense?

The old patriarch of the ancient family had an idea and led the whole clan to kneel in the rain

"The Gu family worships the dragon devoutly~"

at the same time.

A certain white ear who was sleeping under the waterfall in the Fairyland Yaochi moved his ears, yawned and waved his hand in a daze. It was miraculous that the rain stopped in the ancient mansion of Ye Yi.

The ancient family was overjoyed and lit incense to worship the dragon.