Si Ming Chapter 4: Back to Dragon Valley

The gap between the enemy and me is obvious, Er Sheng chose not to struggle anymore, but his mood has been very low.

The big snake rolled her up and let her sit on top of his scales, and his long body loosely surrounded her, like a hard wall was cast around her. It closed its eyes and calmed down.

Er Sheng sat for a while, and seeing that it did not do anything to hurt her, she thought about it carefully, as if the snake demon didn't show any malice to her at all. She stood up boldly and poked its paws with her hand.

The big snake turned around, opened one eye and glanced at her lightly. Seeing that she was just poking at it out of boredom, she nodded, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Seeing that it did not express dissatisfaction, Er Sheng became more courageous. She reached out and touched its black armor, which was thin and tough. She had to climb up the back of the big snake and touched its dorsal fin. What kind of monster is it? The horns on its head are like deer, the fins on its back are like fish, and it has claws. It's almost... It's almost like the legendary dragon described by the Master.

Er Sheng looked down its dorsal fin, and suddenly saw a piece of flesh flying on its back, the scales and armor were cut open by some sharp blade, and blood was constantly flowing out. Er Sheng curiously reached out and touched the upturned black scale, and suddenly the snake's body trembled violently, almost knocking Er Sheng off its back.

Rolled her tail and brought Er Sheng in front of it, staring at her with a pair of golden eyes, which made Er Sheng feel an inexplicable sense of guilt: "It's... very painful?"

Although the big snake didn't speak, there was no emotion in his eyes, but Er Sheng knew that the touch just now made it uncomfortable, she said: "If... if you spit out Zhang Yuan now, or Eat me, and I'll blow it for you."

It seemed a little helpless to Er Sheng's persistent big snake. After thinking about it for a while, it scratched a few words on the ground with its claws. Er Sheng stared at the ground where his paws crossed for a long time: "What are you painting?"

Er Sheng is illiterate. She was a girl and an orphan, and the master in the village did not accept her as an apprentice at all. Sometimes when the Master was giving lectures, she would listen to her, but she had no choice but to learn Chinese and calligraphy, so she didn't know a single word except one, two, three.

The big snake really had no choice but to stare at her fixedly, blinking two eyes as big as Ersheng's head and waiting for a long time, Ersheng finally asked: "You really don't eat me?"

It nodded.

"Then why did you eat Chang Yuan?"

He snorted and shook his head.

"You didn't eat?" Er Sheng was stunned, "You didn't eat Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Yuan is gone... So it's Zhang Yuan and Zhang Yuan who don't want me..."

The big snake in front of him, that is, Zhang Yuan, suddenly found that he finally explained a misunderstanding, but he fell deeply into another misunderstanding. He looked at Er Sheng whose expression gradually became hopeless, and for the first time felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

However, he is seriously injured now, and was directly beaten back to his original form, unable to recover his body or use his divine power to make himself speak. He had no choice but to curl his tail and pat Ersheng's head lightly with the soft fin at the end to show comfort.

Er Sheng stared at his toes for a while, and suddenly rose up with high fighting spirit: "No! Zhang Yuan promised not to leave me. He must have been kidnapped by bad guys! He must be waiting for me to go. Save him! I have to save him!" After saying that, he just found a direction and rushed forward.

Zhang Yuan's heart softened slightly because of Er Sheng's concern. Seeing her rushing appearance, she hurriedly wrapped her tail with her tail, wrapped her around her body, and asked her to stand obediently against herself. There are swamps everywhere in Huilong Valley, but she can't let her run around.

"Da Hei, why are you stopping me?"

Hearing such a name, Zhang Yuan's tail tightened slightly. If Zhang Yuan was scrolling Si Ming at this time, then she would definitely say with a smile, "The so-called egg hurts chrysanthemum is tight." But now he is scrolling Er Sheng, Er Sheng just looks at him strangely, after a long time she seems to be Suddenly understood something, his eyes lit up:

"Da Hei, do you know where Chang Yuan is?"

Zhang Yuan only nodded, and the light in Er Sheng's eyes was almost dazzling: "Then can you take me to find him?"

Zhang Yuan looked back at the **** wound on his back, and stared at Er Sheng silently. Er Sheng immediately understood what he meant, the light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and then he touched Zhang Yuan's scales distressedly: "I forgot that you suffered such a serious injury, then I will help you heal it. , let's go to Zhang Yuan, shall we?"

How can I say bad, Zhang Yuan thought, when he is a little bit better, he will immediately recover, and there will be absolutely no delay!

Er Sheng's temperament is simple, she said that she really let go. Naturally, she said that she wanted to help Da Hei to heal, and naturally she had to put it into action. She tore off a piece of cloth from her trousers, took it to the river and washed it clean, ran to Zhang Yuan and said, "You have so much blood on your body, it must be uncomfortable to stick to, I will wipe it for you. You can rest assured that I will Avoid your wounds."

Zhang Yuan nodded as an agreement. He thought that wiping was just wiping...

Er Sheng got the approval and hurriedly started. For her, this "snake" was too big, and wiping up and down took her a lot of strength. But this is the guy who can lead her to find Zhang Yuan, Er Sheng thought, absolutely can't be perfunctory.

So she wiped it very carefully. But if she was a little more careful, she should be able to find that when she carefully scrubbed certain parts, the beautiful golden eyes kept drifting with embarrassment and awe. In Chang Yuan's hard scales, the heart that had not been excited for a long time had been poked and swayed many times.

When he was imprisoned in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, Zhang Yuan could only be regarded as a young dragon. Although he knew about the birth of dragons, he did not practice it. After knowing that the dragon clan was exterminated, he has since stopped the idea of ​​having offspring. After all, he is more than enough to do such a thing as a male dragon. For thousands of years after that, he has been alone in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, and then Si Ming came. Si Ming is not like a female, but she is also a female. Although Si Ming likes to tease him by rubbing against him. He, but she still knew which parts of Zhang Yuan's body should be touched less, which parts should not be touched as much as possible, and which parts should not be touched at all. Yilong gets along with one person, and Si Ming has a good sense of proportion. Naturally, Zhang Yuan has no other thoughts.

But Ersheng is different. She had no memory of Si Ming, so she didn't know anything about dragons, and she even dared to reach out and touch the wound on his inverse scale. Wipe to that kind of place...so carefully...

Zhang Yuan endured trembling all over, but she didn't know it, and Zhang Yuan couldn't blame her, so he had to break his teeth and swallow his blood, suppressing the trembling feeling that Er Sheng provoked.

But Ersheng's curiosity is **** strong...

"Huh?" Er Sheng said strangely, "Da Hei, you only have one leg here, but no claws. Who cut it off? Why didn't you bleed?" Sheng poked 'that leg' with his hand, "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Yuan turned his head, there was a bit of pitiful wetness and some inexplicable light in his golden eyes, and his breathing became much heavier. Er Sheng immediately realized that he must be in extreme pain: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were injured here, I will avoid it, and I won't touch it again."

Zhang Yuan put his head on the ground, glanced at Er Sheng, then dragged his head to look into the distance.

Er Sheng thought for a while, the look in his eyes just now was a bit similar to... what word was that?

Sorrow?

It took several hours to finally wipe his body clean. Er Sheng happily rubbed next to Zhang Yuan's head and touched his dragon beard: "Da Hei, you must hurry up."

Zhang Yuan, who had just gone through a 'fight', seemed a little lethargic, and hummed, it was a response to Er Sheng.

Er Sheng had been busy for a long time, and her body was a little tired. She sat down leaning against Zhang Yuan's mouth, but this time she was not worried that he would eat her. After sitting for a while, drowsiness struck. She nodded her head and closed her eyes. After a while, her soothing breathing sounded evenly, and she fell asleep completely.

Zhang Yuan carefully rolled up Er Sheng with his tail, then rounded up and placed her in the middle, carefully looking at her sleeping face for a while, leaning his head on his body and closing his eyes , calm down.

Although Huilong Valley is a sealed place, there is still a difference between day and day. In the middle of the night, the moon and stars were sparse, the cool breeze was slowly, and Er Sheng was half cold and half hungry, and was so uncomfortable that he woke up.

Zhang Yuan's body is covered with hard black scales, how can she keep warm, she hasn't eaten for a whole day, and she has been tossing for so long. Er Sheng took advantage of the moonlight to climb out of the circle formed by Zhang Yuan, and just took two steps forward when she suddenly felt a warm breath sprayed onto the back of her neck. The leader was bitten by Zhang Yuan and dragged back obediently.

"Da Hei." Er Sheng didn't struggle, let him drag her back, she stood firm, turned to look at his golden eyes with moonlight, and said, "I didn't leave you behind. Means, I'm just hungry and want to find something to eat."

Zhang Yuan blinked, then remembered that the current Er Sheng is different from the previous Si Ming, she is still a mortal body and needs food to survive. But this time, there are no other living creatures in the Dragon Valley. The only thing that can be eaten is the grass roots in this field.

Zhang Yuan felt a little guilty. At first, he only remembered to escape, but he forgot how to let a human live after escaping in.

He swayed his tail, swept the grass behind him, and motioned Ersheng to go there. Er Sheng didn't know why: "Is there anything to eat here?"

Zhang Yuan dug out two grass roots with his claws, and pressed his nose to Er Sheng.

"Is this delicious?" Er Sheng picked up one of them, looked at it under the moonlight, and said strangely, "How come the roots of this grass look like radishes? It looks delicious, I'll wash it up. Try it."

Er Sheng took a bite of the 'radish', only to hear a crash, and her face changed instantly. Zhang Yuan turned his head to look, Er Sheng covered his mouth and cried.

Zhang Yuan doesn't know why, heart, is it possible that this grass root is poisonous? Before he could think about it, Er Sheng took his hand from his mouth, and a broken tooth lay in the palm of his hand mixed with blood.

Zhang Yuan was startled.

Er Sheng suddenly lost her mind: "Meng tooth... knocked off again... wood is gone."

This is great. The two white front teeth were knocked out within two or three days. Er Sheng was so angry that he threw the grass roots on the ground and stomped them with his feet. But the grass roots were still intact. With no revenge, Er Sheng threw himself in front of Zhang Yuan sadly, laying on his face, hugging his nose and weeping fiercely for a while, while crying and muttering: "I don't have cute teeth, I can't eat Luopu... Looking for Ao Changyuan, I'm starving to death!"

Without front teeth, she couldn't eat carrots, and she would starve to death before she could find Chang Yuan. Zhang Yuan understood what she had missed and couldn't pronounce properly. This time he already knew that without front teeth, no one could die, but after hearing Er Sheng cry like this, he still believed that it was a very serious situation.

Si Ming often said: Disobedience is a small matter, but starvation is a big matter. In Huilong Valley, Ersheng can only eat grass roots, which seem to exceed the hardness that mortals can chew...

Zhang Yuan thought for a while, and suddenly moved his claws to dig out a lot of grass roots, and then rolled Er Sheng aside with his tail, he bit a few round grass roots in one bite, and with a little force from his sharp teeth, the grass roots shattered. , the sap from the roots flows out and smells very fragrant. Chang Yuan was not in a hurry to give Er Sheng the broken root to eat, but swallowed it himself first. After a while, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so I did the same, biting a few hard shells of grass roots and placing them on the ground.

Er Sheng looked at a few grass roots that had broken their shells, and then turned out Zhang Yuan's teeth to take a look, and finally admitted that this world is unfair.

The inside of the grass root is very soft compared to the outer shell. Er Sheng sucked it gently, like drinking porridge, and swallowed the juice inside her stomach: "Huh?" She glanced at the grass all over the floor strangely. , took another sip of the juice, "This...how does it smell like bugs?"

When she said this, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a heat rising from his abdomen, as if he had eaten the bugs Er Sheng had found.

He calmed down, slowly condensing the inner breath that gradually developed in his body, and was delighted to discover that the healing effect of these grass roots may be more effective than the insects in the forest.

I don't know Changyuan, but no outsiders have set foot in Huilong Valley for thousands of years. The residual aura emanating from the dragon mound makes this piece of sealed land dense with spiritual energy. The root is the aura that has been stored in it for thousands of years. The pool of water in the woods behind Ersheng Village is connected with the water in Huilong Valley, so it is clear all the year round. The plants and trees in the woods are all blessed by this water, and naturally they are always prosperous and undefeated. For food, spiritual energy is accumulated in the body, and it becomes a holy medicine for healing.

Now that the grass roots grow in Huilong Valley, it is naturally more effective in treating Changyuan's injuries than outside insects.

Er Sheng didn't eat much, but she was full enough and her body warmed up. She took the initiative to snuggle up to Chang Yuan's neck, where there was a circle of fluffy long hair, just for chilling. She said: "Da Hei, I'm going to sleep, don't roll me over, I'll just sleep here and be warm."

Zhang Yuan calmed down and adjusted his breath, ignoring her, but his head slightly tilted towards Er Sheng's place. From a distance, he looked like a dragon and one person, leaning on each other.

After three days of staying in place like this, Er Sheng watched the wound on Zhang Yuan's back heal slowly, and was delighted in his heart. But on the morning of the fourth day, she opened her eyes and found that she was sleeping on a haystack, and Da Hei had disappeared.

Er Sheng woke up immediately, stood up and looked around, looking for Da Hei's figure.

Today, there was fog in Huilong Valley, and the heavy fog that shrouded the world obstructed Er Sheng's vision. She called out two loud black sounds, and the sound disappeared in the vast fog, and there was never even an echo.

Er Sheng felt a little flustered, it felt like she was the only one in the world.

Suddenly, there were light footsteps not far away, which were particularly abrupt in the silent fog. Er Sheng listened carefully and found that the sound was getting closer and closer to her. There was a hint of vigilance in her heart, but more of it was a bit of anticipation.

The figure of that person was projected in the fog, and Er Sheng gradually widened her eyes. Before she could see the person's face completely, she rushed out like an arrow and threw herself on the person, shaking her head for a while. Scrambling: "Zhang Yuan! Chang Yuan!"

The man dressed in black is Chang Yuan who has recovered his body.

Seeing Er Sheng rubbing against him like this, Zhang Yuan froze for a moment. After the last "wiping" incident, his intimacy with Er Sheng inevitably seemed a little unnatural, but he felt Er Sheng trembling slightly. Her body, he hesitated for a moment, and finally put his hand on her head and patted her gently, as if comforting, and at the same time as intimate touch.

"Where have you been? As soon as I woke up, I was here, and a **** snake slept next to me. I thought you were eaten by it." After a while, Er Sheng raised her head to look at Chang Yuan, these words are extremely aggrieved. The mouth that lacked two front teeth looked unsightly. When he spoke, he not only leaked air, but also spit all over the place. But Zhang Yuan didn't care, and Er Sheng didn't feel embarrassed either.

"That's not a snake." Zhang Yuan corrected Er Sheng's mistake, "It's a dragon."

"Dragon?" Er Sheng was stunned, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face, "But the dragon...why is so wretched..."

Wretched...

Like a thunderbolt passing through Zhang Yuan's mind, it caught him off guard. He was stunned for a while: "Is it... is it wretched?"

"It's been curled up all the time, looking uninspired."

"Perhaps because of the injury." Even in the face of Si Ming Changyuan, he never wanted to explain a thing in such a hurry.

Er Sheng nodded: "Yeah, he was seriously injured, he didn't look at all energetic, very wretched."

Zhang Yuan was startled again, thinking, could it be possible that after all the creatures in her heart are injured, will they become very wretched? This, this...

A light flashed across his mind, and Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of Er Sheng Su Ri's inappropriate use of words. After thinking for a while, he asked cautiously, "You should be talking about apathy."

"Huh?" Er Sheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Ah, is that word apathetic? Why doesn't it go smoothly for me to say it."

Zhang Yuan was silent, and he realized more and more deeply that maybe he should teach her to write before teaching Ersheng spells.

"Right, speaking of Da Hei, I didn't see it just now. Where did it go?" Er Sheng stuck his head out in Zhang Yuan's arms and looked around.

Zhang Yuan touched Er Sheng's head, squatted down, looked into her eyes and said, "Er Sheng, you know that I am not human."

"Well, I know."

"Da Hei... The dragon you saw a few days ago is actually my original body." Zhang Yuan was afraid that she would not understand, and added bluntly, "Er Sheng, I am a dragon. "

Er Sheng stared at Chang Yuan and blinked, her translucent black eyes shining brighter and brighter: "My family's husband is beautiful and good to me, he can do magic, and he can turn into a big black... dragon!" She turned around Zhang Yuan twice, "My vision is too good for his grandmother!" The pride revealed in this tone was like she could become a dragon herself.

Looking at Er Sheng's shining eyes now, Zhang Yuan suddenly had a feeling of crying and laughing.

Suddenly, Er Sheng's face changed slightly, and a flush rose slowly: "So... so, that day, I was helping Zhang Yuan wipe his body, and he was bald..."

Mentioning this topic, Zhang Yuan choked, coughed twice, glanced into the distance, and his face gradually turned red.

"Oh." Er Sheng covered her face and shouted, "So shy!" Although she called out like that, she still rushed into Zhang Yuan's arms and hugged him tightly, because at this time Zhang Yuan Squatting, Er Sheng put his head on his neck and rubbed it. After rubbing for a long time, Er Sheng suddenly raised his face and whispered in Zhang Yuan's ear, "Although it is very tiring to wipe Da Hei, but if you like it later... If you want to wipe in the future, I can also help. "

"Er Sheng...it can't be like this." Zhang Yuan pulled her away.

"Hey...what's the matter!" Er Sheng exclaimed, "Why are there so many nosebleeds?" She frantically covered Zhang Yuan's nose with her hands.

"Well, it doesn't matter." Zhang Yuan calmly wiped the blood on his face and forced himself to recite the meditation mantra many times before he finally calmed down.

"Really okay? Don't you have a wound on your back? Did your mouth crack?"

The wound on the back is split open, will the blood come out from the nose...Zhang Yuan was silent and did not ask. He said: "The injury has stabilized a lot, but I just want to open the barrier back to the Dragon Valley and go outside. I still don't have enough divine power."

"Then let's just stay here, there is nothing wrong with Chang Yuan."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and looked at the foggy sky, there was clearly a foggy piece of everything, but Er Sheng saw a lot of yearning in his eyes:

"I used to be imprisoned in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens for many years, I don't know what life is, and I don't know what to fear in death. I have cultivated my divine power for ten thousand years, but I don't know what I am living for. Later... someone told me The world outside is vast and the world is ever-changing, so I thought about going out for a walk to see if this vast land is really as beautiful as the old man said."

"See?"

"As the old man said, there are vicissitudes of life in the world, there are joys and sorrows, but this is not enough." Zhang Yuan said, "I want to personally measure this piece of land where my ancestors lived. At that time, every step was It is spiritual practice.”

Er Sheng nodded: "Then I will accompany Zhang Yuan. Where do you want to go, let's go together."

Zhang Yuan patted Er Sheng on the head and didn't speak. He knew that Er Sheng was the reincarnation of Si Ming. She either crossed the calamity in the lower realm or had an accident in the upper realm and hid in the lower realm. She is destined to be unhappy in this life, and she must not be with him all the time.

But since she wanted to, he would protect her.

"Zhang Yuan." Er Sheng suddenly asked, "Why were you imprisoned before? Did you do something wrong?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned, a cold sneer flashed in the bottom of his eyes, but his face was still calm: "No, it's just that incompetent people believe in the so-called will of God."

Er Sheng didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, but after hearing Zhang Yuan's tone, she changed the subject wisely: "Then what should we do now? Stay here, let's go out after your injury is completely healed. ?"

"Yes." Zhang Yuan took Er Sheng's hand, "but we have to live in another place. The humidity here is too heavy and it's not good for you."

Er Sheng was led by him obediently, and followed his steps slowly, even though she didn't know where Zhang Yuan was going to take her in the vast fog.

There are many swamps in Huilong Valley, even if Chang Yuan is holding Er Sheng, Er Sheng still walks a little staggered.

After a while, Zhang Yuan stopped, squatted down, and said softly, "Er Sheng come up."

Er Sheng hesitated for a while: "But... you have a wound on your back."

"It doesn't matter."

Er Sheng dared to stretch out her hand, carefully crossed his shoulder, and hugged his neck. Zhang Yuan carried her on his back and walked steadily step by step. Er Sheng was still a little nervous at the beginning, afraid that he would press on his wound, and slowly saw that Chang Yuan really walked easily, so he rested his head on his shoulder with confidence.

Looking at the slowly entangled hair of the two, Er Sheng said, "Zhang Yuan, why are you being so kind to me?"

"You are very good to me." After he answered naturally, he was also a little confused, "Why are you?"

"I like you." Er Sheng's hand around Zhang Yuan's neck tightened: "I like it as soon as I see it."

"Like it?" Zhang Yuan looked at the road in front of him that was lost in the fog, and looked a little confused, and murmured: "Maybe... me too."

Er Sheng felt excited when she heard this, and just wanted to pass on her joy. She just happened to be lying on Zhang Yuan's shoulder again, and she nibbled on Zhang Yuan's face with a slap. , so strong that it almost left a mark on his face with two missing front teeth.

Zhang Yuan paused.

Er Sheng grinned happily. Seeing Zhang Yuan looking at her, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it painful to bite?" Before Zhang Yuan could answer, she stretched out her face: " Well, to be fair, you can bite me too. Not too heavy!"

"Bite?"

"The sister-in-law of the Zhu family who was next door used to tell me that you can bite each other with the person you like."

"There are such rules. Si... didn't tell me."

Si Ming naturally didn't tell him, what Si Ming told him was "doing things", "mating", "preparing to have children"! The great thing about human beings is that they can always change one thing into many ways.

Er Sheng stretched out his face for a long time, but he didn't see Zhang Yuan's movement. Just as he was about to settle down, Zhang Yuan suddenly turned his head over and bit Er Sheng's lips. Er Sheng felt her lips numb, and her body suddenly became soft. Before she could feel any excess, Zhang Yuan let go of her lips. Even though Ersheng could feel it, he put it very hard, or it was... still unfinished.

"Why did you bite my mouth?" Er Sheng asked blankly.

"I can't find another place to talk." Zhang Yuan answered naturally.

Er Sheng was still stunned, but when he saw Zhang Yuan pursing his lips, his expression was a bit strange: "Why... a bit wrong."

"Isn't it right..." Er Sheng touched his mouth, "Zhang Yuan, what spell do you use? Why... why did I feel comfortable being bitten by you?"

Zhang Yuan also looked at Er Sheng in confusion: "Maybe it's the spell left in your body." He didn't finish his words, the second half of the sentence was - I also felt very comfortable.

Bullying Ersheng will have a strange sense of pleasure. Zhang Yuan was a little frightened by his own preference, and he whispered the meditation mantra several times in his heart.

Next, the two of them each had their own concerns and remained silent. Along the way, there was only the sound of Chang Yuan's light and steady footsteps.

I don't know how long the fog has been around gradually dissipating. Er Sheng saw a huge stone monument not far away, like a pillar of optimism, straight into the sky. There are some patterns vaguely engraved on the stele, and it was only after slowly approaching Er Sheng that he saw that all the patterns of dragons were engraved on the stele.

The dragons on the stele were depicted so vividly and vividly that they all looked up, as if to jump out of this huge stele and re-roam between heaven and earth. Standing still like this makes one feel a sense of awe.

Zhang Yuan put down Er Sheng, and let her stare blankly at the stone monument towering into the sky as if she was bewildered: "This dragon is really well carved." Er Sheng was amazed.

"These are not engraved." Zhang Yuan's voice was cold, "This tablet is filled with the remains of ancient dragons. They are buried here forever."

"Why?" Er Sheng was shocked, "Did the dragons do something wrong?"

"God's punishment, even if there is no fault."

Er Sheng was silent, and when she looked back, she saw the look in Zhang Yuan's eyes, and she felt a sour feeling in her heart. She stood in front of Zhang Yuan, stood on tiptoe forcefully, and put her hand on his head, It was not easy to touch the blue silk on his forehead: "If you are right, you will be punished. It's God's fault. Let's be generous and don't care about it."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback by the words of comfort, and let Er Sheng comfort him on tiptoe for a while, then he lowered his head and let Er Sheng stroke his hair almost softly. Hearing her soft voice, the burning anger in her heart was slowly extinguished.

After a while, Zhang Yuan asked, "Does Er Sheng feel uncomfortable here?"

"No." Er Sheng didn't know, the aura of the ancient dragon here was very intimidating. If ordinary people came here, they would have been so frightened that they foamed at the mouth and lost their mind. And Ersheng is still able to be as usual because of many coincidences. She is bold and reckless, and her sense of sluggishness is one of them. The bugs she ate since she was a child was raised by only water in Longgu this time. She is very fond of this kind of breath. Familiarity is the second, the most important thing is that Zhang Yuan taught her some dragon spells not long ago, so she can live leisurely in this mighty dragon spirit.

Zhang Yuan nodded, dug out a few grass roots on the ground, broke them open, and put them in front of Er Sheng: "I'm going to worship my ancestors, you wait here first. Maybe I want to tomorrow or later. will be back.”

Er Sheng was a little reluctant: "Do you want to leave for two days?" Seeing Changyuan nodded, she still let go sensible, "Then you try to come back as soon as possible... Wait!" Er Sheng thought of a more important thing "Give me two more radishes!"

Er Sheng guarded a pile of broken radishes and watched Zhang Yuan's figure disappear into the huge stone tablet.

She drank some radish juice and pulled a few grasses out of boredom, and finally fell asleep on the grass.

A gust of wind blew through Er Sheng's temples, and a word seemed to pass through her mind:

"Do not act against your own destiny, do not go against your destiny."

She didn't understand the meaning of these words, and there was an iron stone in her mind, dragging her slowly into the dream.

"You shouldn't enter the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens privately." A man was sternly accusing, "You still want to let him out."

"Why not." The woman's clear voice confronted him, "He has never harmed anyone, and he should control his own destiny. Heaven has no right to imprison him because of an ancient prophecy, he longs for freedom, and should get."

"Si Ming, see your responsibilities clearly. You have the destiny of all things, and you should know that God is the only one who controls your destiny."

"Hmph, the world is not benevolent, then I will go against this day."

"Let's go!"

"Emperor." The woman's voice was a little self-deprecating, "I like you, you can give up on it, but you can't stop me from liking you. Just like now, I want to let him go, you can make me fail, But I have to do it."

"You..."

"Er Sheng?" Someone was calling her name softly, the noisy voice in her ears slowly faded away, she opened her eyes, the blue sky and white clouds, Zhang Yuan was staring at her, "Have a nightmare?"

Er Sheng rubbed her eyes and said strangely, "Didn't you say you were going to go for a day or two? Why did you come back so soon?"

Zhang Yuan was taken aback: "I did go for two days." He glanced at the grass roots behind Er Sheng that had barely moved, and said, "You slept for two days."

"Eh...for so long, I just had a dream."

Zhang Yuan touched Er Sheng's head, and there was a bit of distress in his eyes: "It must be tired these days." He lifted Er Sheng up, and first handed Er Sheng a majestic and handsome black long sword. The body of the sword and the hilt are one body. The blade of the sword has not been opened yet and the cold light has been exposed. It is a rare good sword.

Er Sheng puzzled: "What is this?"

"I saw that you don't usually have a self-defense weapon, so I made one for you."

Hearing this, Er Sheng hurriedly took it and looked at it carefully for a while: "It's so beautiful, so beautiful, is this Zhang Yuan called by you? What's your name?"

"Name..." Zhang Yuan hesitated for a while, "Just call it a scale sword."

"A scale? Made of yours? No wonder it's black, but the name of a scale..."

Being illiterate Er Sheng despised the name, Zhang Yuan was a little embarrassed, and immediately said with a serious face: "It's called a one-scale sword, you just heard it wrong."

Although this name is not very pleasant, it is still a lot better than the nondescript one just now. Er Sheng took it and looked at it, touched it and touched it, and suddenly thought: "Zhang Yuan, this is Made of your scales, does it hurt when you pull it out? Does it bleed? Where did you pull out the scales?"

"It's okay, it's just a piece of scale armor." It's just a piece of scale armor, but it's the one that protects the heart. Zhang Yuan took out two more small white squares from his sleeve, "Look, does this size fit your incisors?"

Er Sheng gestured to her front teeth that were missing two pieces: "Just right. Zhang Yuan...you, how many scales have you pulled out?"

"The teeth made from the scraps of the sword did not have more scales." He pushed the dentures made of scales against Ersheng's mouth, and with a little mana, the dentures were fixed on Ersheng's teeth sockets. , as if it had grown out, "This sword and teeth are both made of the same scale armor. In the future, if you bring your teeth, the sword will be yours, and no one can take it away. If something happens to you, I can also take it away. One knows."

"Zhang Yuan..." grabbed the corner of Zhang Yuan's clothes, "You are so kind to me now, I will definitely not let you take a concubine in the future."

"Ok, no."

Ever since Er Sheng got the sword that Zhang Yuan made for her, she has held it in her hand every day, and likes to touch it twice no matter what happens.

Zhang Yuan saw that she liked it so much, he simply taught her some swordsmanship while adjusting his breath and hurting himself. So that she would not be bored and stare at him all the time. Er Sheng has an active temperament, she has been suffocated these days, and she has a lot of fun when she has a playable style. Jumping up and down, dancing and jumping with swords.

If the immortal elders of Wufang are still here, they will be surprised by the rapid progress of Er Sheng's own cultivation. But Er Sheng doesn't know what kind of changes are in her body. She is learning swords now just because Zhang Yuan doesn't have much time to pay attention to her, so she has to play to pass the time by herself.

When she was familiar with this place, she dared to go down to the Dragon Tomb, and Chang Yuan didn't stop her. Gradually, she had the courage to touch the lifelike dragons.

One day Changyuan was still adjusting his breath, and Er Sheng gestured on the ground with his sword. Zhang Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the content of her gesture, and said for a moment: "Where did you learn this word from?"

"Word?" Er Sheng asked in confusion, "Is this a word? What word is it?"

"The grudge, the grudge of the grudge."

Er Sheng muttered a few times, and his subordinates followed it a few times, trying to remember the word.

"Er Sheng wants to learn Chinese characters?" Zhang Yuan said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"I want to learn!" Er Sheng's eyes lit up, "Zhang Yuan is amazing, he can do anything! How can I be so good at picking my husband..."

Zhang Yuan hooked his lips and smiled. These days, his expression is not as stiff and numb as it was at first, and it has a cold indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away. Under Er Sheng's funny expressions, he can't help but smile, mostly smiles. , occasionally grinning. If Er Sheng did something wrong, he would frown, purse his mouth, and occasionally clean up her. However, he was reluctant to make a ruthless attack. At most, he put a barrier around himself to prevent Er Sheng from getting close to him. After a while, Er Sheng knew that he would bow his head obediently and admit his mistake.

Er Sheng approached Zhang Yuan and said positively, "I want to learn how to write Zhang Yuan's name first."

Zhang Yuan wrote his name like this, Er Sheng hurriedly followed him to draw, Er Sheng's head was very clever, and after reading it like this, he imitated it exactly one stroke at a time. I remembered in no time.

Zhang Yuan wrote down Er Sheng's name again, and Er Sheng repeated it twice, memorizing these four words by heart.

A long time later, Er Sheng wanted to come, and she suddenly realized that in fact, Zhang Yuan taught her only these four words, but at this time she thought that Zhang Yuan could teach her all the words, so that many years later , When she can read many books, she still thinks that Zhang Yuan is the one who taught her to read.

Of course, this is all for later. Now Er Sheng has learned four words, and he is happy and eager to learn. He wrote the word "resentment" again and asked Changyuan: "Then the one behind this How to write hate?"

Zhang Yuan then remembered that he should investigate the source of the word, and asked Er Sheng, she pointed to the dragon stone tablet towering into the sky and said, "It's on this tablet."

Zhang Yuan was startled, so he quickly got up and walked towards the stone tablet. After looking around it, his expression became confused: "When I first came here, there were no words on this tablet, but now I don't know it. There are so many..."

Seeing Zhang Yuan's solemn expression, Er Sheng felt a little flustered: "Is this a very bad thing?

Zhang Yuan was silent for a while, then turned to look at Er Sheng: "It's not good or bad, but there is something strange. You wait here for me for a few days, and I will go to the Dragon Tomb to take a look."

Er Sheng obediently said hello.

After Chang Yuan entered the Dragon Tomb, Er Sheng sat down and wrote the words "Zhang Yuan Er Sheng" over and over again, as if writing like this would make his heart feel a lot more comfortable. Tired of sitting, she danced her sword for a while, then sat down to write again when she was tired. I didn’t know how many times I repeated this, and the sky gradually darkened.

Er Sheng was leaning against the haystack, staring at the stone tablet in a daze, when suddenly she heard a crisp bell, ding ding bell, as if it came from the sky, very pleasant to the ear. She looked for the source of the sound, and suddenly saw a strange color across the sky. She was looking at it, and the figure suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

It is a man in a red robe with gold trim, his hair is tied high on his head, and he takes care of it in a neat way. In the blink of an eye, he walked to Er Sheng.

The man in front of him looked very dignified, and Er Sheng couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his heart. But she couldn't tell what she was excited about.

The visitor glanced at her, opened his mouth and called, "Si Ming."

Er Sheng stayed for a while, this was the third time she heard this name, once in Chang Yuan's mouth, second time in the mouth of that eccentric Chang An, and the third time is now. Could it be that in their eyes, she is so similar to the man named Si Ming?

"My name is Ersheng." She looked straight into the man's brown pupils and said firmly.

"Anything is fine." The man walked to Er Sheng's side, looked her up and down, and snorted coldly, "You are a man of your word, and you really helped him."

Although Er Sheng didn't understand what he was talking about, she suddenly felt a guilty conscience, which made her want to step back involuntarily: "Who are you?"

"Your boss, Heavenly Emperor." After he said this coldly, seeing Er Sheng's dazed expression, he murmured in a low voice, "...Meng Po soup really works."

"I don't know you."

"You know." After he said this domineeringly, he untied a somewhat damaged bell tied around his waist. The bell that Er Sheng heard just now was from this thing. The Emperor of Heaven tied the rope of the bell to Er Sheng's wrist, ignoring whether Er Sheng agreed or not, with the style of a superior, he said, "I don't do anything else in this trip, I just let you know, if you want to help , I will definitely stop him. You can help him break the seal of the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, and I can also stuff him back."

The Emperor of Heaven glanced coldly at the huge stone tablet that was inserted into the sky, and saw the words "resentment" highlighted on it sharply.

"If you are obsessed with wanting him to get some freedom, then I will let him be completely free."

Er Sheng was at a loss, and the uneasiness and fear in his heart became bigger and bigger as his words fell.

"Who are you talking about? Zhang Yuan? You are not allowed to hurt him! No one is allowed to hurt Zhang Yuan!"

The Heavenly Emperor gave Ersheng a slight flick on the head, and Ersheng felt the pain as if torn apart. She rolled on the ground with her head in her arms, and the pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

Heavenly Emperor's eyes flashed a trace of unbearableness: "Si Ming, you shouldn't change your destiny. Your whereabouts in the human world are well hidden, but the sky's net is full, and you can't escape this punishment."

Er Sheng felt that she hated the person in front of her at this time. He had no other advantages except that he looked a little better. The words that he said made people not understand at all, and made her almost die of pain, and he was still doing a look of "I really want to save you, but I can't do anything about it".

How can there be such a twisted person in this world...

Actually, Er Sheng didn't know that she was the reincarnation of Si Ming. If Si Ming committed a crime, even her reincarnation must be punished by heaven, or she would be deaf and mute all her life, or had a chronic illness that could not be cured. But before that, there was no trace of Si Ming's reincarnation in the heavens. It was not until today that the Heavenly Emperor came over.

The Emperor of Heaven watched Er Sheng struggling on the ground and said, "If that dragon is really holding on to you, he will naturally know what to do when he sees the bell in your hand."

"You... badass."

Er Sheng was already unconscious from the pain, and the Heavenly Emperor's face swayed in front of her eyes, turning into three in a moment, and four in a moment.

"You won't understand what I said today. But when you return to your position one day, I only hope that you can let go of these obsessions and don't fall into the devil's block." The Emperor of Heaven turned and left, and Er Sheng was in front of his eyes. In a daze, she only heard the man say this before leaving:

"I have never liked the freedom of prisoners, but I am the emperor of heaven. With this ancient prophecy, I dare not gamble with the common people."

What ancient prophecies, what destiny, all farts. Inexplicable words came out of Er Sheng's mind, the pain in her head became clearer and clearer, and her sanity gradually became blurred, and finally she fell into a deep sleep.

When Er Sheng opened his eyes again, he saw Zhang Yuan. At this moment, she was lying on Zhang Yuan's lap, and his ink-dyed blue silk hung down casually, scratching Ersheng's cheeks a little at the beginning.

"Er Sheng is awake." Zhang Yuan lowered his head and touched Er Sheng's hair, his brown pupils seemed to be looking at her, and he seemed to see other things through her. He was silent and didn't say anything else, even if he was as slow as Ersheng, he could see that there was something wrong with Zhang Yuan at this time.

"Zhang Yuan." Er Sheng grabbed his dangling blue silk and said with a three-point fear and seven-point threat, "You are not allowed to leave, you have to take me wherever you go!"

Zhang Yuan was so dragged that he couldn't raise his head, and Wei Wei's heavy mind was disturbed. He watched Er Sheng silently for a while before saying, "Er Sheng, it hurts."

Can it not hurt, she just tugged at a dozen hairs, and with a little more force, she could peel off his scalp.

Er Sheng let go of her hand, and she was afraid that Zhang Yuan would run away. She looked left and right and didn't know where to grab, so she simply sat up, grabbed Zhang Yuan's shirt, and pulled him in front of her. staring at him: "I won't drag you if you don't leave."

Seeing Ersheng looking like he was going to beat him up, Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing and crying: "Okay, I won't leave."

Only then did Er Sheng feel relieved a little, and let go of his hand to take care of Zhang Yuan's wrinkled clothes. The bells tinkling between the wrists rang. Zhang Yuan's eyes dropped, staring at the bell on Er Sheng's wrist, pursing his lips thoughtfully: "Er Sheng..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Er Sheng suddenly grabbed the bell between his wrists and pulled it down desperately, but how could the things that the Emperor himself put on were pulled down by her brute force, and the skin between his wrists was abraded away , the bell is still well hung in her hand.

Zhang Yuan sighed and held her hand: "It doesn't have to be this way."

Er Sheng bit her lip: "That person said you would leave when you see the bell..."

"Er Sheng knows that I was imprisoned in a dark place." Zhang Yuan took Er Sheng's hand and touched the bell between her wrist, "It's called the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, and it is the place between heaven and earth. It is a dead place in between. It is located on the other side of the earth, under a deep cliff. This bell is a fetish hanging on the edge of the cliff, and it will be alarmed whether an outsider enters or someone inside comes out. This bell, go up to heaven to hear, then there will be soldiers from heaven to prevent outsiders from entering, and also prevent me from going out."

Er Sheng puzzled: "But you have already come out."

"So the soldiers in the sky came to arrest me."

Er Sheng said loudly: "But you didn't make a mistake, you shouldn't be locked in that kind of place."

"I am a dragon." Zhang Yuan's voice contained a bit of confusion that he could not tell himself, "Ancient prophecy, this world will be destroyed by the claws of the dragon... I will destroy the three worlds, slaughter it The common people."

"Zhang Yuan will not!" Er Sheng immediately retorted, "Although you don't like to laugh, but you look so stupid and gentle, how could you do such a thing."

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and finally realized that Er Sheng was comforting him... even though it sounded like cursing.

He curved his lips slightly bitterly: "Originally, I thought so too."

Zhang Yuan raised his eyes to look at the huge dragon tomb, and squinted to see that the densely packed 'resentment' characters had slowly spread up along the stone tablet. He said, "Er Sheng, now I don't even know what I'm like...things."

Er Sheng finally heard something wrong in Zhang Yuan's words, and asked worriedly: "Zhang Yuan, what did you see in that stone tablet? Did your ancestors show up to talk to you?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a second, considered for a while, then nodded and said, "It's..."

Er Sheng is clear, in her opinion, meeting the ghost of the ancestor is a big thing, no wonder Zhang Yuan's eyes are a little lost and embarrassed.

She patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder comfortingly: "As long as they don't threaten you to take you away, the rest is not a big deal. If they say they want to take you away... um, you say you are now I'm already mine, and I can't be my own master, let them come to me, and I'll help you deal with them."

The solemn mood was amused by Er Sheng's pretentious appearance, and he rubbed the hair on Er Sheng's forehead: "You are right, there is no major issue other than life and death. Worry and anxiety can't change anything."

Er Sheng hugged Zhang Yuan's arm happily: "Then it's fine, you are here, I am here, you don't leave, I don't leave." Er Sheng didn't ask Zhang Yuan to the end in the stone tablet. I saw something, and I didn't mention what happened after I met the Heavenly Emperor here. I even ignored the faint pain in my head at this time.

Nothing scares her more than being alone. As long as Zhang Yuan is still there, everything is second.

Zhang Yuan just let Er Sheng rub against her coquettishly, and lowered her eyes as she listened to the jingling bell on her wrist.

He thought, the ancient prophecy is one thing, and it is another thing to accompany Er Sheng to protect her through this life. Now the ancient prophecy can be put aside for a while, and the most urgent task is to solve the people sent by the heavens to catch him.

Zhang Yuan thought very simply. He wanted to be with Er Sheng, to see the beauty of this world, and to experience the warmth and coldness of human relationships. But his wish is not allowed... Then as long as the person who stopped this matter is beaten so hard that he has no other opinion, this matter is designated.

Of course, this bandit's thoughts also came from Si Ming's mouth...

Huilonggu has been deserted for a long time, only he and Ersheng and the 'chasing soldiers' breath in the air. Zhang Yuan looked for the trace of the man's movement in the air. When Er Sheng fell asleep at night, Zhang Yuan chased the breath and left quietly.

Zhang Yuan thought he would be able to return to Er Sheng's side before dawn, but he thought it was just to deal with a small celestial pursuer.

When Er Sheng woke up the next day, she looked up, except for the endless grassland, she never saw Zhang Yuan again.

"Chang Yuan..."

Er Sheng called his name, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the pain was like tearing his head. However, the panic in her heart had already scared her to think about what was going on with the pain in her head. She ran back and forth around Long Tomb for several times, calling Zhang Yuan's name again and again, enduring it. The stinging pain in the head became stronger and stronger, and finally realized the truth.

He's gone.

Zhang Yuan is gone...

As her body softened, Er Sheng fell to the ground and stared blankly at the tall and cold Dragon Tomb. The dragons above were still as vivid as when she first saw them.

Zhang Yuan... I have a headache.

Er Sheng waited for three days and three nights without closing her eyes in Huilong Valley, until all the grass roots that Chang Yuan had broken for her had been eaten. Er Sheng took care of herself, holding the scale sword that Zhang Yuan left her, wearing two whitened front teeth, walking through the long swamp of Huilong Valley with one foot deep and the other shallow. prairie.

She remembered that Chang Yuan had told her that walking all the way to the place where the sun rises, she could encounter the barrier of Huilong Valley, and a scale sword could split it.

Feeling the seal, Er Sheng looked back before leaving the valley, and saw a huge stone monument standing in the distance, the entire Huilong Valley was dead silent...

The silent wind blows gently, as if whispering in Er Sheng's ear:

Back to the Dragon Valley, there will be no more dragons to return.

Er Sheng covered her head and had a splitting headache at that moment.