The rain in the mountains comes and goes quickly.

After the rain, the mountains become greener and the leaves are greener. The sun shines brightly and is very comfortable on the body. Halfway up the hillside, there are fine green grasses, butterflies and bees flying around, and wild flowers blooming. A girl in white walks up the forest path, as if she is looking for something.

Walking across the lawn to the new tomb, there are no tombstones or cement masonry, only mounds of earth, and burned paper leaving black ashes wet with rain.

There are new graves on the wild slopes and green hills surrounded by grassland, which is quiet and peaceful.

When the soul returns, the past life is gone.

"well……"

Looking back for a moment, the floating clouds suddenly disappeared, letting go of the obsession and letting nature take its course. The snake is the snake, the dragon is the dragon, and will never be a human again. Bai Yujun's soul undergoes transformation...

In front of the grave, the quiet and natural Bai Yujun opened her lips slightly.

"I am a snake..."

After thinking for a while, he continued to speak.

"I am Jiao..."

Shaking his head, he showed a bright and lovely smile, charming and charming, his beautiful red eyes curved into a crescent shape, feeling happy and firm and confident in his heart.

"No, I am a dragon~"

Quietly and in a happy mood, the dragon horns in the black hair on the top of the head suddenly began to grow...

The momentum is closer to that of mountains, forests and lakes. The two lovely snow-white dragon horns have become as long as a small palm, bending backwards and the short bifurcations have also slightly lengthened. The ends of the dragon horns are slightly sharper, and the horns have become larger, making them even more powerful.

Infinitely close to the real dragon horn.

Shaking his head and feeling the horns and pointed ears on his head, Bai Yujun liked himself very much.

The mountain flowers are blooming, the birds are chirping, and the wind is gentle and sunny.

…

Cities B and S are four hours' drive from the village, and the places where the celestial bodies fell are heavily guarded.

In the dilapidated factory building, the professors who were dragged from the university had lost their anger and were enthusiastically using various instruments to analyze the inexplicable object that accidentally fell. It was initially confirmed that it was a powerful and domineering spear with unknown energy. A soldier had accidentally discovered it before.

Stunned by contact, scanning equipment cannot see many details.

It was still stuck in the cement floor and motionless.

Because the overall shape is that of a divine dragon, several people coincidentally called it the Dragon Spear.

"The metal detection shows that the metal contained in the dragon gun is an unknown new metal with a very high density. It is best to send it to the laboratory for detailed analysis. It will be an amazing discovery! We will be recorded in the history books and create new history!"

"There is no damage due to friction through the atmosphere, and the shape is simple. I think it may involve a powerful civilization of an unknown individual."

They all expressed their opinions on Dragonlance.

Another old professor looked at the instrument and frowned.

"The dragon gun continues to emit magnetic field signals. It seems to be positioning or transmitting information. For safety reasons, the dragon gun is immediately sent to the shielded room for storage."

The officer next to him nodded. This old professor was the most reliable. What was important at the moment was not testing or researching the origins, but ensuring safety.

Machinery roared, and several large military helicopters landed on nearby streets.

People in the city took photos and watched, and were informed that the meteorites found in the factory carried extraterrestrial bacteria and needed to be dealt with. The reason was very casual, but most people really didn't understand this.

More than a dozen people carried long boxes into the factory and quickly laid out the equipment.

At the same time, someone also took out equipment at the S City Park Lake. It was specially made to take away inexplicable objects in the shortest possible time. It could block signals and store them in special sealed boxes. Intelligence showed that many people serving other countries were approaching the two urban areas.

, for safety reasons, the mysterious items must be transported away as quickly as possible.

Don't worry about mountainous areas, where outsiders can't enter and are sparsely populated, so the blockade can be completely controlled.

Block the signal...

The box was opened, and special instruments were used to debug the mysterious object's silent rejection. The dragon gun was slowly moved into a special sealed box, covered, and locked with buckles. Heavily armed soldiers watched and escorted the dragon gun out of the factory to the school parked on the playground.

Helicopter.

"Come out! Look! There are so many special forces!"

"Box~That box must contain meteorites that fell from the sky~"

The reporters flashed their flashlights wildly to record the video, and the onlookers took out their mobile phones and shouted excitedly. The box was escorted to the helicopter as the flashlights flashed frequently. People on both sides of the road excitedly watched and took photos and videos.

In City S Park, there were also troops carrying boxes onto helicopters, and the propellers roared as they took off.

The armed helicopter escort went straight to a military base...

…

Chuangou Village.

Bai Yujun hummed a little tune while going down the mountain, and stopped when passing by a certain forest.

The forest is airtight, but there is an open space in the forest the size of a basketball court. The sky is very bright. Someone, a certain person, tilts his head curiously to watch that person practice martial arts.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, not handsome, slightly dark, with a resolute face and firm eyes that hint of evil...

The shield in his left hand and the sword in his right hand. Compared with him, the few fighting moves Bai Yujun knew were too crude. Every time the boy used his sword and shield, he fit the actual military formation. He was fast, accurate and ruthless, as if he had practiced for countless years.

, the moves are simple and full of evil energy!

"Shock~!"

"Mi~!"

"Zhan Dao~!"

Wielding a rough wooden shield and an iron sword to chop down the giant tree, wood chips flew into the air and dust flew up, like a thousand armies fighting.

After practicing for a while, the sweaty boy put down his iron sword and wooden shield, raised his arms and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with his sleeves, and looked back at Bai Yujun with curious eyes.

Bai Yujun sat down on a tree trunk to rest, and pointed to the wooden pillar opposite to indicate to Bai Yujun to sit wherever he wanted.

Bai Yujun used his true eyes to see through the boy's reality and reality. He was a weirdo, especially his soul was almost full of black and red evil spirits. Yes, evil spirits. He was like a source of evil spirits.

The Eye of Truth vaguely saw a general wearing tattered armor and bloodstains all over his body. The blade of the iron armor was cold, his eyes were glowing red, the sky was blood red and dim, and under his feet was an endless battlefield, littered with corpses and arrows...

In the decisive battle of the Great Wall Fortress in the North, or in the battle to exterminate demons, I have never seen anyone with such evil aura.

But it wasn't scary. Bai Yujun only needed one finger to crush him to death in the forest. Shi Shiran walked to the wooden pillar opposite and sat down, crossing his legs and watching curiously.

The boy drank the cold water from the mountain spring and felt refreshed. The iron knife was at hand.

"what do you?"

Looking at the long dragon horns and pointed ears on Bai Yujun's head, he didn't think they were props and decorations. Combined with the strange phenomena in the sky when it rained, he suspected that the real owner was right in front of him.

Moubai shrugged, not caring about the other party's impoliteness. There was nothing wrong with this sentence for a special group of people.

"My name is Bai Yujun, Yu Yu's Yu, Wang Jun's Jun, what about you?"

"Zhenbei, the suppressed town, the north of the north, welcome to Chuangou Village. Do you want to stay for a few days or leave today? There are clean houses in the village to provide accommodation, and there is a bus to the county seat at five o'clock in the evening."

"I'll leave soon, that...what are you?"

Hearing this, Zhenbei smiled bitterly and took a bite of the corn pancake, his eyes showing the vicissitudes of life.

"A monster that died and lived again. Maybe Meng Po forgot me, a poor thing, and refused to feed me Meng Po soup. I remember all my previous lives and will never forget it..."

Zhenbei was in pain, feeling sad and desperate, and quickly covered up the past and pretended to be as if nothing had happened.

"I have to go cut the grass and feed the pigs. The village team is in four groups in the ditch. The buses will stop at any time. Goodbye."

Throwing the wooden shield aside, he picked up the iron knife and the straw basket and left without looking back. His steps were firm and his body was straight and unyielding. He seemed not to like communicating with others, and he didn't want to talk to the dragon.

The figure gradually faded away, and Bai Yujun felt that he was a person with a story.

"What a weirdo~"
Chapter completed!