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Traveling abroad is a happy and enjoyable thing, and it is a dream place in your own mind.

Before.

Before he became a mage, Tang Shidao could only rely on ‘games’ and ‘fictions’ to complete his own reverie. Use your own brain to imagine how ancient society works, to imagine how the ancients lived. Due to the ever-changing relationship, history sometimes prefers to believe in wild history and does not believe in the new arguments of brick homes.

Of course, I don’t watch TV shows and movies.

Hehe, those are just a group of small fresh meat to perform their own stage, they can not enter the role, the script also has a relationship with the real history of a dime.

When he met the Leprechaun, Tang Shidao once thought of his world to go.

but.

Because it was the first time to play ancient times, Tang Shidao’s heart refused to start from a foreign country.

The heart of the person always preserves some kind of innocence.

For the first time in ancient times, Tang Shidao felt that he had to start from the ancient dynasty of the ancient dynasty that resembled the Zulong country... This is his own attachment and his persistence as a ancestral person. The history of the heart is purest, and does not like to let anyone and anything destroy its perfection.

"Little brother, where are you going? In the wilderness, do you want the old man to send you a ride?"

Dilapidated ox cart.

Withered yellow straw.

Kindly old farmer.

When people are in a good mood, it is so beautiful to see everything. Tang Shidao turned his head, not far from the side is a man with a broad skeleton and a thin but meatless body. He seems to be a very important thing in his hand holding a bullwhip whip and holding a cloth bag around his waist. The old man's hands are full of old, **** and convex, and have a strong sense of strength.

"Old Zhang, are you not afraid that I am a bad person?" Tang Shidao smiled.

Lost a life to discover, and immediately found out that this is just an ordinary person... a malnourished farmer.

It looks very powerful.

Because his body is tall, and the farm work is much more powerful.

"Little brother laughs, how can you be a bad guy in this good clothes." The old man looked like a veteran, and waved his hand and said: "If you don't get dirty, come up, this place is not safe, there are often wild wolves and thieves. Little brother, you are Not getting lost, do you want to go to the city to report to the office?"

"I didn't get lost, I just came out to play." Tang Shidao lightly turned over the oxcart.

Found nothing under the straw, just lie down and look at the blue sky.

This age.

Sky blue can soften people's hearts.

The old man smiled and waved his whip. He didn't want to beat the old cow. He just made a sound out of nowhere. The old cow heard the whip and slowly began to move: "The child is leaving home, is it awkward with the family?"

"No."

"Ha ha ha ha, it doesn't matter. Taking advantage of the young and walking, when you are old, you can't walk. When the old man is young, he also wants to go far and fight, and resist Bei Di. Unfortunately, the tolls to the front of the side can't get together. In the past few years, when I have a family and a child, I can’t live without it. The rise and fall of the country when I was young is no longer better than the current family."

"Yeah." Tang Shidao listened quietly.

This is very flavorful.

No matter the past and the present, there are always people who can't finish their blood, and there are always dreams that can't be realized.

"Where is the little brother going to? The old man wants to rush to Qingtan Village to return to the city, and he will not enter Dahuang City. If the younger brother does not follow the road, go to Shilipo and tell you, you can go east to Dahuangcheng. "The old man asked questions while he was on the road."

"I walk around everywhere. Do you mind if you are old, do I follow the old man?"

"Yes. Come out and walk, how long is it." The old man regarded Tang Shidao as a rich family who left home and said: "It is a coincidence that two days is the day when my eldest son is married. If the younger brother does not Mind, stay and have a drink?"

"The old man is really polite. I am a stranger, why is the old man so cared for?" Tang Shidao asked.

"Oh, because of your bird."

"bird?"

"Yeah. Before the village, the fortune teller said: Rabbit sunrise gate, encounter red is good, black is fierce. Your bird just has a fiery red, it must be the old man's good luck. Since it is a nobleman, the old man entertained Positive numerology." The old man is very frank, frank to a bit naive.

"It turns out that, then I am disrespectful." Tang Shidao was very curious about this fortune teller.

I am sure that he is not a mage.

However, this kind of character is either a liar, if it is a very knowledgeable liar. No matter which one, it is worth seeing in ancient times.

Gossip all the way.

Tang Shidao lay comfortably, listening to the old man licking his home.

The old man surnamed Yang, he has three sons, all of whom are veterans of the military. Unfortunately, the three sons have nothing to do, at most only a long queue; fortunately, the three sons have suffered several major wars, and the people are still completely intact.

The eldest son's daughter-in-law is a water disaster.

When the family is gone, there is still a hard life for her. Originally, this kind of woman was not flattering, because she was so big and big, and Yang Laohan did not object to entering the door.

When Tang Shidao heard it, I felt that the ancient people were honest.

According to Yang Laohan's thoughts, a woman with a big **** is well-born, and she is not afraid of being hungry. You see, the so-called marriage is nothing more than finding a person to mate and breed. What love and love is simply a crime. Compared with the modern esoterics, the ancients were honestly messed up. Choosing mate for proper breeding, proper animal instinct.

Say while walking.

Speaking of the strength, Yang Laohan also sang loudly, humming an unknown folk song.

Singing badly, but everyone can hear his happiness. The son is about to get married soon, and Yang Laohan can't wait to share his joy with everyone.

"Yang Laozhang is living this year?"

"Don't dare to act, it's almost forty-eight." Yang Laohan answered.

Tang Shidao was shocked.

You don't say that I thought you were eighty-four, but I didn't expect to be in my forties. It’s a bit unscientific to say that you are old. Change to us, the baldness program that stays up all night is more tender than you.

"Yang Laozhang, is there any anecdote about this?"

Leisure all the way.

Tang Shidao only occasionally took a sentence.

"The legendary legend? Hey, this is really true. I heard that Grandpa said that in the past, we had an old dragon **** in Longjiang Village. It was the protector who blessed us with good weather. Later, because of the war, the thieves and soldiers filled the river and the old dragon was angry. Then, I jumped out of the big ruin and thieves, and then I didn’t know where I was. Now we have dragon gods in our village, and we sacrifice once a year in the early summer."

"Yang Laozhang, is this compiled?" Tang Shidao smiled.

"My grandfather has seen it with my own eyes. Everyone in our village has seen it. Yes, there are three dragon scales in my family." Yang Laohan looked serious.

"And dragon scales?" Hearing this, Tang Shidao was surprised.

If you have the real thing, then it is not like editing.

According to Zhou Huangzi.

Da Zhouguo has a Master Chamber of Secrets is affirmative. Is there Warcraft? Well, this is really hard to say.

"Yang Laozhang, can you let me see the dragon scales? You can rest assured, I won't want you, just look at the long experience." Tang Shidao is very interested, the real dragon is good, it must be able to explain Some questions.

"Oh, how big is it, we have two or three blocks in our village." Yang Laohan agreed, not at all.

Halfway through the road.

Yang Laohan took the gift and gave it to relatives and friends. At this time Xiaojin spoke: "Master, this place has a very weak magical reaction."

Tang Shidao had already heard: "Well, I just felt it. Xiaojin, do you say that Dragon God is true?"

Xiao Jin should say: "I don't know. Even if there is, it must not be a dragon. They don't live in the water, and they won't be provoked by a group of humans. Master, I think it may be some kind of magical creature, but I don't know the source of magic. where is it."

Tang Shidao did not speak.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, there are places where there are ‘dragon’ patterns. It is not a Western dragon, it is a long snake form. The strange thing is that this ‘龙’ has only the first two claws, not four feet. There are double horns, very short, and no forks.

At first glance, it feels more like a snake, and looks like the ‘蛟’ in the legend of Zu Longguo.

"Let's go, little brother, keep you waiting."

"It doesn't matter, I am very busy. Yang Laozhang, is the old dragon **** like this?" Tang Shidao pointed to the ‘dragon' pattern on the building.

"Yes. But this is not the old dragon god, just the son of the old dragon god. The old dragon **** is much bigger and the double angle is longer. The one that is wrapped around the pillar is the old dragon god, the old guardian is the old The sons of the Dragon God." Yang Laohan should be.

Tang Shidao heard a frown.

There are more than one ‘龙’, and a large group?

It is shocking that these engraving patterns are not imagined, but the restoration of physical description.

Gossip all the way.

Tang Shidao constantly pursued the legend of ‘Old Dragon God’. The more you listen, the more real it is. The most authentic description, the village of Yang Laohan used to 'feed' the old dragon god... Well, he himself called the sacrifice. At a certain time, usually before the rainy season, the villagers will kill the three animals of cattle, sheep and pigs, knock on the drums, and plung into the river to sacrifice the old dragon god.

Such sacrifices lasted for hundreds of years.

Held annually.

Everyone is involved.

The most important thing is that everyone has seen the ‘Old Dragon God’ water festival, not a one-person story. This kind of dragon **** sacrifice is full participation, and the elderly and children have seen it with their own eyes. If it is not a thief filling the river, the old dragon is angry and away from the river, this ritual has not stopped yet.

"A year after the war, we sacrificed again. We went to the river to feed, but the old dragon **** did not show up. If it was three years, the dragon **** sacrifice would be stopped."

Yang Laohan has not seen it with his own eyes, but has collected dragon scales, so he has always believed in it.

The same is true for the villagers.

The older generation said that they have seen that it is impossible for everyone to lie. In this age, farming cattle is more important than human life. Who dares to kill and throw it into the river to feed the fish.

Say.

If it is a fake, where does the dragon scale come from?

Half a day later.

Tang Shidao followed Yang Laohan to Longjiang Village and immediately introduced his family and friends. These villagers are very enthusiastic. They may see Tang Shidao’s dress is extraordinary. See also Xiaojin, this macaw is too bright, everyone thinks it is the great man.

"Give, this is the dragon scale." Yang Laohan quickly took out three scales.

Tang Shidao took a look.

What scales are for the time being, the faint magic contained in it can not fool people, this must be the scales owned by ‘unnatural creatures’.

Sensing around, every household in this village has something similar.

Tang Shidao spreads magic.

quickly.

Found in the mountains not far from the village: there is a stronger magical energy fluctuation there.