Shengning mountain is in the music city of Southern Chu. It's a long way. Even Han Yue's boat will take some time to get there

after noon, little dragon cub rarely lies quietly in the room, neither dozing nor doing blind research everywhere, and even honestly starts to read

he is always active, which surprised Jiang Wu and asked, "what are you looking at?"

"folk monster talk?"

JIANG Wu choked and thought about the woman's appearance and the strange magic weapon in his hand. At last, he said in a deep voice, "what strange Dharma practice is Xu...

" wrong! "

"I don't know."

"go back?"

JIANG Wu raised his eyes and took the book out of his hand again: "do you want to go back?"

"of course!"

JIANG Wuyi didn't speak and looked at him

Xiaolong Zizai then remembered that he had said not long ago that he wanted to help Jiang Yan find the Dragon scales. After several times of weighing, he said, "however, I will help you find the Dragon scales first..."

just as the water on the clay stove was boiling, Jiang Wuyi raised his hand to make a pot of tea, and the aroma in the room was full of fragrance

Xiaozai rubs a pot of tea to drink, takes away the book, and runs to Qi Yan's room

"it seems that he is going to die. How long will it take us to arrive?"

"dragon blood."

Han Yue:...

it's like a circle that can't be turned around

Charles crossed his hands like a church nun, sighed and said to Qi Yan, "don't worry, if you are really dead, I will dig a hole for you."

with that, Xiaolong Zizai turns around and runs out, as if it's just too boring to see the excitement

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when the boat arrived at Lecheng, it was night, as Han Yue said

unlike Lu city, which is full of fireworks, southern Chu has outstanding people, good mountains and waters, and many immortal families. Monks can often be seen in it. Lecheng is a famous place of immortality and elegance. It is close to Shengning mountain and is famous for its medical and music theories. Therefore, even ordinary people seem to have gentle and elegant temperament<

in Lecheng, the most popular are Geyuan dance Pavilion and medical hall. The bustle on the street is full of Fairy Spirit, which is another kind of bustle<

looking at these people's gorgeous costumes, long Zizai can't walk for a moment and runs to the city with Jiang Wu. Han Yue can only take Qi Yan to Shengning mountain by himself. After making an appointment, several people meet at the Acacia Inn in the city.The whole street is decorated with lanterns and colorful lanterns. There are many monks here. It's eye-catching. Jiang Wuyi deliberately hides the little corner on the little dragon's head. Bruce Lee reaches out to touch it and finds that the little corner hasn't disappeared. It's just that other people can't see it.

The little dragon who can't see the horn is at best like an alien youth. The dragon's form is different from that of a demon. If they don't mention it themselves, it's impossible for others to see through the real body.

Just as they had just arrived at Lucheng, the first thing Jiang Wu did when he arrived at Lecheng was to take Bruce Lee to buy clothes. Bruce Lee looked at this man's exaggerated and heavy dressing, and then slowly found something.

Jiang Wuyi's clothes are always complicated and gorgeous, and the crown on his head is also shining. It looks extremely valuable, but it's really beautiful and itching.

But this kind of clothes is very attractive. If it wasn't for Jiang Yan's special temperament and beautiful and exquisite appearance, it would be difficult to suppress the momentum of these clothes. If these clothes were worn on Bruce Lee, they would be just like children who stole the clothes of adults at home.

Seeing that Jiang Wuyi has chosen a lot of clothes for himself, Bruce Lee realizes that Jiang Yan, like many other dragon people, likes the glittering objects of the cloth and the beauty.

After a while, Xiaolong Zizai was used as a clothes rack and changed into different clothes for Jiang Yan to see.

Many of the robes sold in Lecheng's shop are worn by monks. Compared with Lucheng, they are more refined and elegant, and the quality has been improved by several grades. Jiang Wuyi is more satisfied with this. He uses his mouth to buy dozens of robes.

He is still choosing accessories in the shop. Xiaolong Zizai is already busy. He asks for silver in jiangwuyi and runs outside the shop.

People come and go in the street. Many people turn their heads and look at him with amazing eyes. Bruce Lee touches his forehead subconsciously, and then remembers that these people are no longer looking at himself because of dragon horn.

Without the worry of being seen through, Charles looked right and left at ease.

While he was squatting on the stall selling music scores, he was suddenly called by someone nearby: "this friend, please come quickly!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a young man in a strange robe. On one side of the sign, there were a few big words: the first divine calculation of Southern Chu!

Bruce Lee pointed to himself: "are you calling me?"

The man nodded: "exactly."

Xiaolong Zizai curiously walks over, sits down in front of him, looks at the sign, and asks excitedly, "are you a prophet?"

"You can say that." The fortune teller said justly, "my friend, I see your seal is black. Would you like to ask for a signature?"

The man selling music beside turned his eyes and thought that he was coming again. He had been here for several months, but the fortune teller didn't say that several people were good.

Charles looked at the sign on the table and immediately nodded, "how do you play with this?"

The man immediately smile: "well, as long as you shake the signer, I will solve the problem for you."

As soon as Bruce Lee hears that Yan is about to shake, the man clasps the container and sticks out five fingers.

"Friend, do divination sincerely, once in five or two."

The man next to him couldn't sit still and roared, "Shen, think twice. You're too much. You open your mouth to such a child. Are you black?"

Shen Sansi coughed softly and cut his white robe: "well, I don't see that the child's life is noble and extraordinary. The price is naturally higher. What do you know What's the matter with the child? I still think I'm a child, talkative! Set up your stall

The man Pooh, secretly scold shameless, but also did not say anything.

Charles took a lot of silver from jiangwuyi, but it was not bad. Shen Sansi watched him take out about seven liang of silver and quickly took it as five Liang.

Xiaolong Zizai doesn't know. He shakes out a sign and shows it to Shen Sansi: "what does it mean? Tell me quickly!"

Seeing the sign, Shen changed his face and said, "friend! It's a bad omen, but I've cracked it... "

Before he finished speaking, Bruce Lee clapped the table fiercely: "that doesn't count! Do it again, do it again

Shen Sansi wanted to say that it couldn't be repeated. However, when he dropped his eyes, the table that had just been patted by the child was broken and the crack spread. He immediately swallowed his saliva and said with a smile, "it's OK, come again, come again..."

The man next to him rolled his eyes again.

He is a Taoist. If he doesn't study divination well, what kind of signboard does he get? And even the signets are coming from the mountain temples. How can they count?

But he had just dismantled the sentence platform, and it was hard for everyone to tear his face when they set up stalls. He turned his head to one side and saw nothing.

Bruce Lee, however, seems to be willing to give up until he shakes out his signature.

Shen Sansi looked at the table and the innocent child. He sighed in his heart. He completely stopped trying to fool people. He turned his hand and handed him the sign.

"My friend, shake it down again, but this is the last time. It must be accurate. If you shake it down again, it doesn't count."Bruce Lee looks up at him and learns that it's the last time. He seriously shakes the container for a long time before he shakes out a sign. He first picks it up and reads it. He writes: "there is no treasure in the dream. He says that Nanshan is just asking for help. If you ask about marriage or illness, don't find a way to help each other.".

And there is also a small word behind this: the object is in the water, and the shape and shadow are long and short. It's all decided by the division, and it's bound to be discussed.

He was about to ask what the sign meant when he heard someone calling Zizai behind him. As soon as he looked back, it turned out to be Jiang Yan. He immediately laughed, shook the sign in his hand and said, "Jiang Yan, I'm here!"

When the lights were dim, long Zizai sat in front of the fortune teller's stall, laughing foolishly. Jiang Yan went over, took the sign in his hand, and said with a smile, "is it fun?"

Long Zizai nodded: "it's fun. I've smoked several times. Would you like to join me, Shen Why

He wanted the fortune teller to draw a new signature for Jiang Yan. However, when he looked back, Shen Sansi's figure disappeared. With the signature box on the table, the "first magic calculation of Southern Chu" beside him disappeared, leaving only an empty table.

Little dragon cub puzzled side head: "others?"

When Jiang Yan finished reading the stick, he moved his finger, and the stick turned into fly ash and fell to the ground. Then he reached for Bruce Lee's wrist and pulled him up from the chair.

"It's probably late. I went home."