Tuk Tuk~

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and my heart beat twice.

The thunder seemed to be on the ridge above the head, and the dazzling light flashed through the window paper. The hearts of everyone in the room jumped to their throats, their pupils looked overly frightened, the whites of their eyes were bloodshot, and their breathing was short of breath due to excessive fear. Just a shadow and a knock on the door made everyone feel shocked.

Terrified.

The strong man shouted tremblingly.

"Who...who is knocking on the door outside..."

Be quiet for a moment.

The mysterious guest outside suddenly spoke, and his voice was very pleasant.

"Traders in the world of quacks, who travel around the world and abide by fair transactions, can sell the past and move forward."

"..."

The little boy and the four others in the West House were a little confused and couldn't understand what it meant. Are all the vendors and salesmen so scary? What kind of monster is causing the trouble?

In the room, the strong man turned pale when he heard this, his back was soaked with sweat, and sweat dripped from the tip of his stubbled chin.

"Come...come..."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to open the door, but his hand trembled as he stretched it forward and then retracted it.

When I saw the white dress outside through the gap in the door, I felt even more frightened.

Repeated several times, the move frightened the four people in the West House. For some reason, they always felt that as long as they didn't open the door, everything would be fine. Once the door was opened, the outcome would be unpredictable. The crumbling house in the wind and rain seemed to bring some kind of sense of security. It was hard to explain.

Not white.

The strong man, who had been hesitating and struggling for a long time, raised his head and trembled, taking a deep breath, and suddenly he stopped shaking so much.

I thought about many things in an instant, and temporarily forgot my fear in my heart.

Reach out and push the door gently.

The leaky and leaky door was pushed open, and suddenly there was a thunder and lightning, and my ears were buzzing. When the whiteness disappeared in front of my eyes, I saw the myth and legend, that taboo, the mythical beast that left countless stories, and at the same time, it was also the one that left countless killings.

of ferocious beasts.

I really saw it with my own eyes, and it felt unreal in my heart...

It is very beautiful, even more beautiful than what is written in scholars' poems. The snow-white dragon's horns and pointed ears add to its strange charm, unlike the human world.

The strong man wiped the rain from his face, his head was confused and confused.

The longan's vertical pupil operates the mysterious talent.

Looking at the past and looking at the future, we are just mortals. We can easily see through their fate. We can even see generations of old people teaching their descendants before their death. They pass on the ancestral teachings and legacy that involve terrifying existences. Generations have to bear the burden, and the fortune of the family declines because of this.

His biggest secret is no longer a secret.

Identify the true identity through the taste of his bloodline and the indelible hatred between him and the dragon in his destiny.

The strong man swallowed and tried to stand up straight. The feeling that there was no secret defeated the will that finally appeared.

The dragon girl spoke.

"The cold rain has not stopped in the wilderness. There is an umbrella with three handles. It can protect you from the wind and rain, and you can also see your mind clearly. Will you buy an umbrella?"

"umbrella……!"

My heart skipped a beat, confirming once again that the legend was true!

The four people in the west room stared blankly in the room. The little boy was scared and confused.

A little wave of his hand.

Three carefully crafted paper umbrellas float in front of you.

The red umbrella is as red as blood, made of oiled paper as if fresh blood had penetrated it. It looks like a blazing flame. Those who are weak-minded will easily become dizzy. It is also the most eye-catching and unwilling to move away.

The white umbrella gives people a strange feeling of being calm, aloof and looking at the world with cold eyes.

The gray umbrella and the gray umbrella paper are as cool as the rain in the sky. It extinguishes the crazy paranoia when I first saw the red umbrella, as if my heart is as gray as death...

It is said that this dragon had a profound meaning when he sold umbrellas.

If you don't buy an umbrella, you will lose your last chance of survival and will definitely die.

Buying an umbrella is also buying life, but each umbrella has a special meaning. If you buy the wrong umbrella, you may die or be in despair for the rest of your life. It completely affects your destiny. Rather than calling it buying an umbrella, it is better called buying your own future and destiny, and there is only one chance.

, non-transaction, but also the purest transaction.

Bai Yujun calmly told the price of the paper umbrella.

"The umbrella costs ten cents."

It's actually ten cents...

The vicissitudes of life had a helpless smile on his face, it turned out that the persistence of several generations was only worth ten cents.

Sad, pitiful, like a joke.

With his calloused palms, he took out ten copper coins from his pocket. The words on them were blurred and stained with oil after being worn for too long. He might have just brought them back from the butcher in town. He held the coins in one hand and the other in the other.

With trembling hands, I reached out to get a paper umbrella.

First he reached to the red umbrella and pondered for a moment, then moved to the white paper umbrella, and then moved to the gray paper umbrella.

I don't know whether it was rain or sweat on my cheeks, but I was extremely nervous and hesitant.

suddenly.

Bai Yujun turned to look at the official road covered with weeds.

The red lips parted slightly, unable to distinguish between indifference or indifference.

"It seems like there are a lot of people alive, what? Do you want to try slaying a dragon again? I am very curious, why are you so stubborn?"

When they heard that the strange woman in white dress outside the door called herself a dragon, the four people in the West House were shocked and couldn't believe it.

The little boy thought he looked very good-looking, beyond his imagination.

There were many people approaching the official road in the distance. There were only a few monks and some martial arts masters. Most of them were ordinary people. They approached the deserted post station in the wind and rain without saying a word. Bai Yujun waited for them quietly, thinking

Let’s see what happens after more than a thousand years.

"You...know everything..."

"Of course, this dragon has a very good memory and can be recognized by descendants even after countless generations. Moreover, I heard the story and legend you just told. You know too much. There is only one possibility, dragon hunter.

"

Boom!

The lightning illuminated the strong man's rough and weathered face, which turned pale.

The little boy and the other four people were even more shocked. They did not expect to see the legendary dragon today, and they also saw the dragon hunters, or the descendants of dragon hunters, who had been making a fuss more than a thousand years ago. According to historical records, all dragon hunters were killed or injured.

Unexpectedly, the remnant has lasted for countless generations and is unknown to outsiders.

If the dragon hadn't arrived today, this secret would probably have continued forever. What on earth are they doing?

When it comes to doing business, Bai Yujun is very patient.

The atmosphere is very cold.

The little boy shouted timidly.

"father……"

His son's call made the strong man clear his head. He stopped choosing a paper umbrella and looked at the crowd getting closer. His face looked very tired.

"My ancestors guessed that you would come back, and found out how to make the dragon-seeking disk from the secret book. Generations of people would wait for you to come back in this desolate place, for 1,500 years? Or 1,600 years? I can't remember clearly."

The crowd was panting, braving the cold rain, and running so fast that their heads were steaming.

Some people were standing outside the inn, either fast or slowly. Behind them, scattered figures were still running, staring at the dragon girl with complex eyes. The old man in charge had a shiny dragon-seeking disk in his arms.

Some people carrying weapons were short of breath and flushed.

Bai Yujun recalled that he was almost killed by a dragon-hunting crossbow. Just yesterday, he was stared at by those hateful eyes and provoked the hatred and anger that had been hidden for countless years!

Divine grace is like the sea, divine power is like prison...

It only revealed a little of the glorious dragon's power, and the world became silent!

Bang bang, everyone knelt on the ground. Even if they gritted their teeth and persisted, they still had to kneel down. Sometimes, you don't have a strong will to persevere, which is meaningless.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky overhead, condensing into a ferocious dragon head, looking down at the people.

Although the slender body is not very tall, it gives people the feeling of being infinitely tall, and the dragon's power is extremely oppressive.
Chapter completed!