Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Kejia Village is located in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Winter is not considered cold. The leaves of the trees on both sides of the path have not fallen out, and there is still a hint of green.

The further you go up the mountain, the fresher the air becomes, giving you the illusion of pleasant spring even in winter.

Jiang Fuyuan leaned into Zhong Liefeng's ear and whispered, "Have you felt it?"

Zhong Lianfeng nodded: "There is more spiritual energy here than in the village."

Since the golden light of merit, his five senses have been much sharper than ordinary people. After Jiang Fuyuan's special guidance, he can feel many things that ordinary people can't imagine, such as spiritual energy.

The stronger the spiritual energy in the back mountain, the heavier Zhong Lianfeng's mood became.

The White Lotus Cult also picks places to cause trouble, and it seems that Kejiacun has indeed been targeted.

Jiang Fuyuan put down the steamed bun and let it go on its own, while she patted the soul bottle and summoned Xiaopang to come out.

Recently, Xiaopang has become more and more silent for some reason. When he was in Jingzhou, apart from arranging the work of Evangelist No. [-] and No. [-], he often looked at the sky in a daze. The whole ghost was filled with an inexplicable sad atmosphere, which made him even look at the steamed buns. How dare you chat with him, for fear of touching him in some way.

Since returning to Kejiacun, he has plunged into the soul bottle and huddled into a small ball in the corner, like a small mushroom protecting the spores.

"Fat Ya, are you awake?" Seeing that Fatty didn't come out, Jiang Fuyuan simply looked into the bottle with one eye, "Come out and see if there are any of your kind here."

The mushroom slowly unfolded its cap, revealing a face that had obviously been crying.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

The corners of the little fat man's eyes and nose were all red, and his eyelashes were still wet. As if he didn't want Jiang Fuyuan and the others to see him, he quickly jumped up to more than two meters high, floating in the canopy of the tree and taking a deep breath. A few breaths.

"It smells familiar, but not ghostly."

Jiang Fuyuan raised her head and saw only his chin: "Why are you running? Come down."

Xiaopang pursed his lips: "I didn't run away...Isn't this because I'm flying high and can see far..."

"Come down."

Jiang Fuyuan's expression became obviously solemn. The little fat man didn't dare to pretend he couldn't see it, so he had to slowly land on the ground, lowering his head like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

"Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Xiaopang shook his head: "No... I just had a nightmare..."

He didn't continue, Jiang Fuyuan knew that her contracted ghost had a little secret of his own.

Since Xiaopang didn't want to talk, she didn't pursue the question and just said calmly: "Then you go back and catch up on your sleep. I'll call you if anything happens."

In the same way, you have to call me if you have anything.

Xiaopang let out a low hum and went back into the soul bottle.

Seeing his good brother's dejected look, Mantou sighed in a dignified manner and said with emotion: "Ask what love is in this world, and you can only tell ghosts to reincarnate and promise each other a hundred and eighty times. I think I'm [-]% attracted to him." What female ghost is lovesick?"

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at it and was too lazy to pay attention to its irrelevant words, and just continued to follow Ke Dalang forward.

After walking a certain distance, Ke Dalang paused, but still couldn't help but turned around and asked Jiang Fuyuan: "Ms. Ke Er..."

He hesitated for a moment and felt that it seemed inappropriate to call her the name left by her ex-husband in front of a man, so he changed his mind again.

"Xiangu, um... what's going on with my father? Is he possessed by an evil spirit?"

Jiang Fuyuan shook his head: "The village chief is normal."

Ke Dalang was still puzzled: "Did my father really see the mountain god?"

Jiang Fuyuan: "What your father saw was definitely not a mountain god."

"Ah?" Ke Dalang was confused, "If it's not a mountain god, what is it?"

He thought of another possibility: "Could he be jealous of the Feng Shui treasure in our village and come to steal graves and dig up graves?" Jiang Fuyuan: "...That's not the case."

Thinking about it, there is no one in the whole country who would be so wicked. Ke Dalang nodded: "That's right, digging someone's grave will damage your moral character for eight lifetimes. I'm sorry they don't dare."

"So what did my dad see?"

Jiang Fuyuan didn't want to explain too much to him, so she glanced at him and said bluntly: "It's not a god anyway."

Ke Dalang was still curious: "Why?"

Jiang Fuyuan: "If you were a mountain god, would you put a horn on your head?"

Which god doesn't want to look immortal and be admired by others, so what's the point of giving him a horn?Playing like a monster to tease people?
Ke Dalang nodded silently, feeling that what Jiang Fuyuan said made sense.

He asked in a low voice: "So what my dad saw was actually a monster?"

Jiang Fuyuan didn't nod or shake her head. She hadn't seen it on the spot, so she wasn't sure what it was.

Ke Dalang could comfort himself: "Fortunately, my father was not captured by the monster."

He breathed a sigh of relief, his father was fine.

After walking along the path for a while, the three of them came to the place where Ke Ruxiao had mentioned. The aura here was stronger than before. It was so strong that Ke Dalang couldn't help but take a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "Why didn't I realize that this place is so inviting before?" Comfortable."

"I have always hunted along the edge of the forest before. I have never gone this deep. It is a pity."

The place they went to was actually just on the mountainside. There was no way to go to the top of the mountain. They had to use a hatchet to cut a new road.

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyes and looked around, and found that looking north from their position, they saw an endless mountain belt. The mountains rolled up and down, turning three times and nine times, from south to north, seeming to reach straight to the sky. The momentum was very majestic.

She stared blankly, her brows gradually furrowed, and an inexplicable sense of shock filled her heart.

This mountain is very special, not an ordinary mountain shape.

"The dragon's movement with great speed has its own truth, and the upright star peaks are the dragon's body. The high mountains must recognize the star peaks, and the dragon's movement on the plains has its own name..." Zhong Lianfeng approached her and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, " It’s dragon vein.”

The mountain topography of the Dragon Vein is very particular, and its length, height and shape are different from other mountains. The ancestors of the Great Shun Kingdom once determined the three dragon veins of the Great Shun based on the position of the stars in the sky and combined with various magic weapons and Taoism.

However, since the formation and change of dragon veins are closely related to the rise and fall of a country, damage to the dragon veins will greatly affect a country's national destiny. Therefore, the dragon veins of the Great Shun Kingdom are recorded in the true dragon genealogy, and only the current emperor can know its true location. .

Jiang Fuyuan was really shocked by her wife's knowledge. After waiting for a while, she asked slowly: "Are you mistaken?"

Zhong Liefeng was silent, he also hoped that he was wrong.

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyes to look at his jawline, which was as sharp as a knife, and asked in a low voice: "Is the Great Shun Kingdom going to perish?"

Zhong Lianfeng: "It shouldn't happen. This time it's just a new dragon vein appearing in the world. It may be that a chosen person will appear who will change the fate of the entire Shun."

Jiang Fuyuan blinked and raised her fingers at him: "Come here, I want to ask you something."

Zhong Lianfeng didn't understand why the two of them needed to be so close to ask, but he still listened obediently.

The next second, he heard Jiang Fuyuan ask in his ear with a breathy voice: "Do you really not want to ascend the throne?"

Zhong Lianfeng:? ? ?

! ! ! ! ! !
He didn't know why he was an emperor in the mirage's dream, but he swore to God that he really didn't want to be an emperor at all!
Seeing Zhong Lianfeng shaking his head firmly with an expression on his face, Jiang Fuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said: "The world is quite peaceful now. It is really not suitable to kill the emperor. If he doesn't have a clear mind at some point, he will do something like this." It won’t be too late for me to help you ascend the throne if you cause harm to the people.”

Zhong Lianfeng:......

No!

He never had any thoughts of rebellion at any time!

Little Phoenix, your idea is too appalling!
①Taken from "Shaking the Dragon Sutra"