Author: Tu Longshi

After the young waiter finished speaking, General Zuo was still immersed in the small bronze cauldron. Quan pretended not to hear, while the other three mountaineers shook their heads in unison.

Only Qian Xiaoren stood up quickly and did not forget to invite Qi Jingzhi: "Brother Lu, this is your first time here. Do you want to come with me to see the excitement?"

Qi Jingzhi had long heard about the deeds of Jiang Jun's legitimate son from Jiao Yulang. Along the way, he had seen so-called dragon species such as ghost dragons, qiuji, mountain dragons, and ship ghosts. Today he finally had the opportunity to see with his own eyes who the real owner was.

No matter what it looks like, you won’t miss it.

At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to spread the news about the change of ownership of the Red Gold Sword more widely, so as to save the Jiuzhen Wei family in Liaozhou from the disaster of destroying their family and destroying their family due to Huaibi's crime.

So, Qi Jingzhi immediately stood up and followed Qian Xiaoren downstairs quickly.

As soon as the two of them went out, they saw a white cloud about ten feet in diameter in the sky, slowly drifting past their heads with rolling thunder.

In this strange white cloud, a high-rise carriage with four hubs and six weights gradually revealed its shape. It has a round umbrella cover, a square carriage, a dragon-shaped shaft with jade decorations, and a golden rooster carved on the red painted wall.

Baoduo has tassels and is engraved with a luan bird on the scale and a chi dragon holding a yoke.

An ocher-yellow flag was erected on the vehicle. On the flag was painted a green-haired ape with a single horn on its head, two wings on its back, a sharp ax in one hand, and a red snake in the other.

There are five horses in front of the chariot. They are all silver-white, tall and magnificent. When they are running, smoke is emitting from their hooves.

"That's Yuan Shaojun's flying thunder car!"

Qian Xiaoren saw that Qi Jingzhi seemed to be very interested in the chariot in the clouds, and immediately explained with excitement: "The horse's name is Tengwu, and its name is Dragon Colt. It can ride on the clouds. The flag is named Lüling, and the painting is the Lingling ghost. It is

According to legend, the most victorious ghost in the thunder department of the ancient heaven. The inscription on my winning coin just now, the so-called urgency is like a law, comes from this."

After that, Qian Xiaoren ran away, shouting at the same time: "Let's go faster! I want to see what rare treasures Yuan Shaojun brought as a birthday gift!"

Qi Jingzhi hurriedly followed. Fortunately, the small courtyard where the guest seats were located was not far from the atrium. Not long after, the two of them arrived at a huge courtyard with towering pavilions and a vast area.

At this moment, in front of the main hall of the courtyard, many distinguished figures in luxurious clothes and extraordinary imposing manners had come out to greet them, and the corridors on both sides were even more crowded.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the gorgeous chariot that was hovering over the atrium of Jiao Mansion and slowly putting white clouds into the carriage.

Before the flying thunder car landed, Qian Xiaoren looked around, suddenly grabbed Qi Jingzhi, and squeezed into the corridor on the left without any scruples.

I don't know whether it was because Mr. Qian Jiu was too proud, or because Qi Jingzhi's appearance at the moment was just a little scary. Not only the servants of the Jiao family along the way, but also the guests with lower status who could only stand far away in the corridor did not.

No trace of temper.

The two of them quickly occupied a very front position under the left corridor. There was only a small child in front of them who was short and would not block his sight. Standing in this position, he could clearly hear the voices of the big shots in front of the hall.

Qi Jingzhi's eyes swept over the little kid in a new brocade dress, and he felt that the back and figure looked familiar.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

A sense of surprise arose in his heart. Qian Xiaoren on the side had already stretched out his hand, slapped the little boy's right shoulder hard, and laughed softly: "Hey, isn't this A Lang? Finally willing to go home? Butt

Are they blooming?"

The little boy turned around suddenly, his little face drooped, and his tone was full of hatred: "Isn't it you, Qian Xiaoren, who instigated me to sneak out this time?"

Qian Xiaoren immediately pinched the little boy's shoulder hard: "Hey, you are really capable. Do you dare to call your Ninth Brother by his full name in person?"

Jiao Yulang immediately bared his teeth and was about to get angry. Suddenly he saw Qi Jingzhi beside Qian Xiaoren, and his eyes immediately straightened.

Qian Xiaoren did not doubt that he was there, but instead took the initiative to introduce him: "Brother Lu, this is the demon king of the Jiao family, whose name is Lang, whose nickname is Yulang. Yulang, this is Luqiyunlu who comes from Linshan.

Brother."

Hearing the name Lu Qiyun, and hearing Qian Xiaoren calling Qi Jingzhi his brother, the little boy's expression suddenly became strange.

He rolled his eyes and asked, pretending to be confused: "Linshan? So you two just came from the mountain guest banquet? Grandpa Shengqing, Uncle Owl, Brother Huang, and General Zuo are all great people.

Are you all here?"

Hearing Jiao Yulang, like Qian Xiaoren, messing with the seniority of those mountain guests, Qi Jingzhi suddenly understood where he got his lazy temper.

Qian Xiaoren nodded towards the little boy and replied: "Not only are those guys here, they also brought a lot of excellent winning money. Speaking of winning money..."

Qian Xiaoren paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, with a smirk on his face: "Now I have to praise our silly Master Lang. Brother Jiujiu, I just casually mentioned buying mountains.

As for the allusion of money, you rushed to Linzhou to hunt for treasures. If you hadn’t kept sending messages back, I would have been killed by my father..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Xiaoren suddenly stopped talking.

The smile disappeared from his face, and suspicion suddenly appeared on his face. His eyes kept turning between Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang: "Brother Lu, you said at the door of the house that you have some friendship with the Jiao family, I don't know where you are talking about.

One?"

At this moment, all the guests in the courtyard stopped talking, and the atrium became quiet.

It turned out that just when Qian Xiaoren and Jiao Yulang were muttering, Dajiang Shaojun's flying thunder car had already collected the white clouds, stopped thundering, and slowly landed in the courtyard.

As soon as it stopped, a young man wearing a purple gold crown and a black jade dragon robe walked out of the carriage, holding a big one-horned sheep with a red head and tail and a long beard hanging to the ground.

At this moment, even Qian Xiaoren forgot about the question and instead stared at the strange-looking big sheep.

As the other party got closer and closer, Qi Jingzhi gradually saw the appearance of Young Master Dajiang clearly.

I saw that He had a long face, with a high forehead, extremely deep facial features, thick and thick eyebrows, and bright and sharp eyes. Except for being much taller than ordinary people, he completely looked like a human race.

In the pillow dream, the dragon face revealed after Old Wei peeled off the donkey skin was shocking.

While he was moving like a dragon and a tiger, the breath from his whole body was not leaking at all. He was actually like an ordinary person who had no knowledge of spiritual practice. It was impossible to tell anyone about his level of cultivation.

On the contrary, the big sheep that He led to the front of the hall was a bit strange. Its head and tail were as red as fire. The thing on the top of its head was not a single horn, but two horns that were close together and grew together.

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What's even more surprising is that there are three longan-sized fruits on the big sheep's long beard that almost hangs to the ground, one golden, one red and one green, all of which are tender and mouth-watering.

At this time, Qi Jingzhi saw Yuan Shaojun with a smile on his face, and he was bowing to the only old woman sitting in front of the hall: "My foster mother is here, I wish my mother endless longevity and more money for the sea house!"

The old woman is naturally the Mrs. Jiao who is known as Auntie Jiao. Although her hair is covered with silver threads, she is very energetic and has very light wrinkles on her face. It is absolutely impossible to tell that she is already in her sixties.

"Good boy, wake up!"

Mrs. Jiao couldn't help but smile with joy. She stood up from her seat neatly, stretched out her hand to help Yuan Shaojun up, and asked with concern: "I wonder if Mr. Guangyuan is okay? Has your journey been smooth?"

"Thank you for your concern, my foster mother, everything is well with your father!"

Yuan Shaojun smiled sincerely, and while helping Granny Jiao sit back, he said: "My child was traveling at a fast pace, and I didn't dare to delay at all. Only when I was tripped by Qinghong Gong in Pengze, I was pulled by him to talk for a long time.

, so I arrived a little late."

"It's neither too late nor too late. You came at just the right time! Speaking of which, I'm already going to the grave. How can I think that you still miss me so much, yet you have come all the way here."

"What are you talking about, stepmother? You are in your prime now, and you will not be able to live for more than three to five more years!"

As soon as Yuan Shaojun said this, the surrounding guests who had been listening with bated breath immediately echoed in unison. For a time, the whole courtyard heard the congratulations, and everyone was in a happy mood.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jiao smiled heartily, and her tone was full of gratitude: "Mr. Qinghong is far away in Pengze, but he still thinks of me, an old woman, and sent people to send congratulatory gifts early. I know that he cares about you.

It’s all about face, so you have to thank Him properly on my behalf.”

Hearing this, Yuan Shaojun waved his hands indifferently: "What did my adoptive mother say? Who in the Dajiang Shui Tribe is not grateful for your kindness to me? Originally, Duke Qinghong was going to come in person, but recently, for some unknown reason, Peng Ze

The water level suddenly rose sharply. Duke Qinghong was responsible for the situation and did not dare to leave without permission. He even asked his children to convey his apology on his behalf!"

"Oh, this is really embarrassing!"

Mrs. Jiao shook her head repeatedly: "I really can't afford such a big blessing with my little merit!"

But Yuan Shaojun laughed: "My adopted mother saved me and raised me. She has done a great job. She can bear no matter how great the blessing is!"

He raised his hand and pointed at the big sheep he had brought, and said loudly: "The sheep with parallel horns and a red head and tail is also a crazy dragon! There is a fruit under the beard of the crazy dragon. Those who eat the golden fruit will increase their life span by a mile, and those who eat the red fruit will produce blood and eliminate it."

If you are sick, eating green fruits will only satisfy your hunger. The child is here to extend the life of the adoptive mother for sixty years!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole courtyard was in an uproar.

Almost everyone looked with burning eyes at the golden fruit under Chi Long's beard, and those who were originally staring at Qi Jingzhi's strange face or the red gold sword also changed their targets.

Mrs. Jiao couldn't help but stood up, reached out and grabbed Yuan Shaojun's arm tightly, and said urgently: "This is too much. Not to mention me, even if the entire Jiao family in Chaozhou is tied together, I won't be able to endure this."

Wait for the divine object! Listen to me, leave the red fruit, then board the car immediately and take this crazy dragon back to Dajiangshui Mansion without stopping for a moment on the way!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Shaojun only remained silent for a moment when he heard this, and then showed a smile of great relief.

In turn, he supported Jiao Po and pushed the old woman back onto the seat. Then he reached out and grabbed the horns of Chilong, lifted it up completely, and took it off without hesitation with the other hand.

Got the golden fruit.

At this moment, countless people in the atrium were breathing heavily.

Yuan Shaojun threw the stupid sheep on the ground, then offered the golden fruit with both hands, and said with a chuckle: "Father, this fruit is transformed by the essence of heaven and earth. Once picked, the medicinal effect can only be retained by a stick of incense."

After a while, it will be dispersed between heaven and earth, and there will never be time to send it back to Dajiangshui Mansion."

"Then just yourself..."

Before Mrs. Jiao finished her words, she was blocked by Yuan Shaojun: "The good religious mother learned that I have eaten this golden fruit once many years ago, and if I eat it again, it will only satisfy my hunger, but will not extend my life."

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"The one who is most qualified and blessed to eat this fruit here and now, no one else except the adoptive mother, please accept the child's filial piety! If you hesitate and something happens, it will not be beautiful.

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Hearing this, Mrs. Jiao looked at Yuan Shaojun helplessly, and had no choice but to reach out and take the Chiyang Golden Fruit.
To be continued...