February 2nd, the Dragon Child is born.

In Qianshan City, gongs and drums are loud and gongs are waving, and colorful flags are waving with firecrackers. The New Year is far less lively than today.

At this time, it was only dawn.

With the slight chill in early spring, the 18 urban areas, streets and alleys near the city are already decorated with lights.

Every household, no matter rich or poor, no matter their status, open the door early to welcome the arrival of Longzi's blessing.

A long worship team walked out of Longzi Temple, one by one, the witches who were painted with unknown pigments on their faces shook the banners and walked forward.

"The common people suffer, and the heavens do not give birth to pity. The thousands of dragon spirits protect the world, the weather is good, the rivers are unwavering, the four animals are prosperous, and the family is peaceful..."

"The great dragon spirit master, everyone is moved..."

"How can you repay great virtue and great kindness..."

...

The low prayer sounds started from Longzi Temple and followed the long queues to every household, and then the little children tied with red ropes got on the float.

Wherever they passed, firecrackers were ringing, gongs and drums were roaring, and countless believers knelt down and recited the sacrificial texts.

The fog in the morning was gradually shrouded in incense.

A team of thousands of people, like a long dragon, winding through various blocks, sending blessings from the dragon god and receiving spiritual children and spirit girls.

"Nannan is good, don't cry or make a fuss, serve Long Shen to enjoy happiness! In the future, get rid of the suffering and the city will be in good weather..."

Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Asi clasped his hands tightly, looked at the girl who was leaving the float, muttering reluctantly and in awe.

"Nannan! No..."

Zhao Asi's whole body trembled, and he saw a crazy woman rushing out of the street, rushing towards the chariot with her teeth and claws.

"Give me back my daughter, return my daughter!"

The noisy sound of gongs and drums overwhelmed the shouting, and the long queue was gradually fading away.

Zhao Asi wiped his tears and turned around. His wife was already limp on the ground, burst into tears and burst into tears:

"Nannan... Dragon God, Mr. Li has so many children, why did he let my Nannan go, she, she..."

"Nannan is going to enjoy her happiness, she is enjoying her happiness..."

Zhao Asi comforted:

"Happy, maybe Mr. Li doesn't have this blessing, so who made his family rich?

Dragon God is the most pitiful to us common people! Sister Lin in Qianjie has been suffering for half her life, and she has been suffering for the end of her life. She has all her children…”

"Dragon God bless my daughter..."

...

"What did you see?"

A hundred feet above the ground, a corner of the Fangjia Manor, like a sea of ​​clouds, can be seen overlooking the entire city, an old man in a black robe suddenly spoke.

The old man has a broad face and a sharp nose, a sharp look and a deep aura. He is the three masters of Qianshan City, the head of the Fang family, and the Fang lion and tiger.

"The incense is lingering, and the power of wishes is everywhere. The Dragon God is afraid that it will not be far from promotion. Tonight, perhaps, we can witness the achievement of a great immortal..."

The person who answered the conversation was a noble young man with a slender body and a jade-like face. He carried two red crystal balls the size of a peacock in the other hand:

"But, the people in the city are our private property. I have made him so fish for years, but it really makes me feel unhappy..."

After hearing his son's reply, Fang Shihu ignored his words and looked at his daughter with a much gentler attitude:

"Xingyun, what do you think?"

"The government office is really too powerful to be tired of the people.

The people in this city are busy all day long, and occasionally have free time, and they are all left to express their desires. Over time, they become more and more ignorant and cannot be turned over.

I personally gave my children to Dragon God fish meat. It looks ridiculous, but it is actually terrifying..."

In a white dress and men's outfit, Fang Xingyun sighed softly:

"If our ancestors of the Fang family were not lucky enough to recognize the master, and the spirit boy who was put on the table now, I am afraid that it would be my brother and brother..."

"good!"

Fang Lion and Tiger sighed:

"Xingfeng, you can't see this thoroughly as your sister! That dragon son is just like the mountain of Shinsan, but he is just a little delicious. What's that?

What is this loss compared to being good at getting along with it?”

"I'm afraid I'm missing a population?"

Fang Shihu kept his mouth shut at the right time. Outside the observation deck, an old man who still had bloody smell on his body bowed and bowed:

"Master, Master, Miss... All kinds of gifts have been prepared and the boat has been in place. When will the trip be set?"

“Just get up at sunset.”

Fang Shihu frowned slightly:

"Fang You, Wei Changshouchu, what do you say? Has the person who injured you been found?"

"Go back to the master..."

Fang You's face twitched, and his eyes became a little cold:

"The beast hid in the night rain and suddenly took action. It was really gone without a trace. The old slave had never seen any magical powers he used...

There is nothing we can do unless…”

As he said that, he closed his mouth.

Without a trace, it is naturally difficult to find it, but it may not be possible. But that price is too high. The Fang family may be able to afford it, but for him...

Sure enough, Fang Shihu stopped talking, just said:

"Let's get some elixirs to warm up. At sunset, go to Longtao Pavilion to have a feast. Over the years, you have made great contributions!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Fang You bowed and retreated.

"This old dog is not right!"

The clouds and mist rolled around, Fang Xingyun swept away coldly:

"He was injured in the Tao, and his life span dropped sharply. He had no thoughts of revenge. I was afraid he would have other thoughts..."

"Then prepare another 'gift' for the fifth young master."

Fang Shihu was walking casually:

"The banquet tonight is no better than before. If you ask your disciples who are still good at home, you may get something..."

"yes!"

...

On the birthday of Longzi, the huge Qianshan City became busy with it.

Whether it is the three families in the sky or the many families in the earth, they all move when they hear the wind, each preparing generous gifts, waiting for night to fall.

In the south of the city, in the Wei house, a group of disciples also closed their doors to thank the guests early, prepared boats, and were waiting.

"The secretly reported that the three families have also made any moves. They will definitely go together tonight..."

"Most of the families in the city agreed. Some of them did not want to go, but they did not dare not accept invitations. They will probably go tonight."

"It seems that someone gave an invitation to leave the city, perhaps notifying Cangjiangmen... By the way, the sneak attacker of Fang You's people that day seemed to appear on the Dragon Son Festival..."

...

In the sea of ​​flowers in the backyard, Wei Changshou took care of the flowers lightly, listening to the report, and not speaking.

After a few disciples finished speaking, they looked up at the dim sky and said:

"That has nothing to do with us. The old man just wants to play a tooth sacrifice, as for the others..."

"teacher!"

Suddenly, the black-faced middle-aged man who was silently caring for flowers in the corner raised his head:

"As the saying goes, things hurt their species. If you are old, will you not touch them at all? That beast..."

"Yan Jing!"

When several disciples heard this, their expressions changed, and some even became furious and scolded them.

Wei Changshou waved his hand.

"It's not bad to harm the species, but you have mistakenly recognized the same kind. In this world, those with rich and powerful do not think they are like the mud legs below.

What kind of people should we be transcendent to the mortal world?”

Wei Changshou pushed the wheelchair and headed out the door:
To be continued...