Chapter 131： Mr. Koi

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"Father, I am the only person in charge of major marriages, and you don't need to worry about it. If you live forever, if you can have your own freedom in this respect, what is the difference from the chaffinch," Zhu Minglang said.

"Well said, I deserve to be the son of Zhu Tianguan. He is exactly the same as when I was young, but his mouth is stiff. At the beginning, your grandfather and your grandfather were also arranged marriages. At the beginning of the period, I would rather die than yield. The mother is simply a mortal fairy who accidentally fell to this mortal world. A vulgar person like me is a blessing that has been cultivated in a few lifetimes, and only then can I meet her in this life and get married with her." Zhu Tianguan said With these words, my heart is full of emotion.

Zhu Minglang felt that he couldn't communicate well with this father.

With a black face, Zhu Minglang deliberately yawned and said: "The two girls are also tired. I will take them to rest first, and my father will be fishing slowly here."

"Qin Yang, you lead the way for them." Zhu Tianguan said to the woman in black brocade, and then said to Zhu Minglang, "Chu Minglang, sit here and I will ask you to prepare a pair of fishing gear, father and son. It’s been a long time since I went fishing all night like this."

Zhu Minglangli didn't bother to care about him, and quickly followed Qin Yang, Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian.

In a long journey, in a hurry, I wish Minglang didn't sleep well in the past month.

And I wish Tianguan what virtue, he knows too well, this is to sit by the lake for a night, it is nothing more than hearing how chic and wonderful when they were young, and then come again how romantic their husband and wife were once.

Zhu Minglang has been able to recite his remarks in full.

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Arriving at a small hill with a panoramic view of the Water Drop Lake, there is a minimalist courtyard, which is Zhu Minglang's residence.

The small courtyard is very close to other places, and it is also next to several larger buildings, which is not a particularly quiet type.

Zhu Minglang is not the kind of person who likes to be too quiet. It would be great to have a small space of his own and people familiar with him around him.

The small courtyard is not big, and there are several nice small buildings. Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian are in the small building next to Zhu Minglang. They are as tired as they are. After refreshing, they turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to see Mr. Dementia, but when he was soaking in the tub, he fell asleep. If he didn't take a sip of bath water, he thought he was on the cool bed...

The journey is indeed too far away.

But no matter what, I can finally feel relieved.

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The fragrance of flowers entered his nose, and Zhu Minglang, who was sleeping with the big wooden windows, was awakened by the familiar fragrance. He opened his eyes and looked down from the building. He just saw the small building next door, a beautiful figure that he had seen in his dream. Straighten your waist and practice something stroke by stroke.

Zhu Minglang was half awake, looking a little fascinated.

But soon he realized something again, shook his head hurriedly and rubbed his eyes.

Nan Lingsha is painting, and the painting is a view of the water drop lake.

From the window on my own side, you can just see her in front of the case, but it’s hard to see her side...

In the past, the small building next door was empty, and Zhu Minglang never paid attention. After someone wanted to live in a woman, the whole small building seemed to be colorful, and his eyes were always attracted involuntarily.

There is still some sleepiness.

Zhu Minglang rolled over and closed his eyes again.

I don't know if it was only a moment or a long sleep. When Zhu Minglang opened his eyes again, he found that he somehow turned to the window again.

Moreover, you can see another small building at a glance. The windows are bright and the tulle is lightly rolled. Nan Lingsha is still sitting there, her figure is soft and curvy, but she is not painting anymore, but teasing one. Very strange little creature...

The little creature had a very peculiar figure, like a clear lake, with a green color, and with a bit of gloom, and even his eyes could pass through its crystal-clear body and see the painting ink it covered.

Said to be a little creature, more like a little ghost dragon full of agility.

Zhu Minglang suddenly became sober, and his upper body leaned toward the window, trying to see if she was playing with a dragon, but found that Nan Lingsha had gotten up and walked into the room, as if Fang Niannian was calling. she was.

Zhu Minglang also got up in a hurry and washed up in a hurry.

When she arrived in the courtyard, Nan Lingsha also just walked out, looking at her clothes with many folds, Zhu Minglang.

"I walked around with Nian Nian." Nan Lingsha said.

"Oh, okay, Qin Yang will follow you, just because there is not much Dragon Food... By the way, I asked you about the ancient dragon gate last night, and you said that I will talk to me in detail today. I will take you here at night. In the restaurant, taste the steamed fish in the water drop lake, and taste the willow wine. Then you will talk to me slowly." Zhu Minglang said.

"Okay." Nan Lingsha seemed to be very interested in tasting fish tasting, with a slight smile on her face.

Zhu Minglang also maintained a humble and polite smile, and watched Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian go out. At this time, Qin Yang, who was dressed in golden orange, was already waiting in front of the courtyard.

When they left the yard, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face gradually disappeared.

He stared at the place where Nan Lingsha left, and fell into deep thought.

Last night, he didn't ask Nan Lingsha about the ancient dragon gate at all, and Nan Lingsha didn't have the slightest question just now.

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After breakfast, Zhu Minglang walked towards the other side of Hudao Mountain. On the way, he met some people, but many of them could not recognize themselves.

Of course, there are some people who do not recognize Zhu Minglang. Even in the inner court of Zhumen, the personnel changes in recent years seem to be quite large.

Passing through the magnificent Temple of Casting Swords, Zhu Minglang arrived at a blue pool filled with lake water, where he saw a group of seven or eight-year-old children sitting on stone benches, sitting in rows, as if they were listening the most. A wonderful scene.

But there was no stage in front of them. There was only a blue stream of water. Above the stream, Mr. Dementia was talking endlessly and eloquently, telling some ancient and incredible legends of dragons.

"It is said that this dragon has ancestral veins. When it is angry, the world can be soaked in the sea of ​​different sky that it calls. The waves of the sea can destroy hundreds of kilometers of mountains. The ancient beasts in the sea, Easily crush a country..."

"Then do you know who is enshrined on this ancestral vein of the different sky divine dragon? That's right, the husband and me you see now!"

"I am the ancestor of the nine heavens, returning to nature and turning it into the smallest fish."

After saying this, the children had already laughed awkwardly, as if the happiest thing every day was to sit in rows here and listen to Mr. Dementia's words.

Asking outsiders to walk in here, see a group of children surrounded by a koi that can freely float in the air, and see this koi spit out people, you will definitely think this is an extremely strange picture.

But in Zhumen, three or four-year-old dolls know this only talking fish.

Everyone calls it Mr. Dementia.

I wish no one in the door knows the origin of this koi, but koi has always been a good luck thing for people. During the festivals, there will be life-like carps hanging from house to house, hoping for good luck.

The same is true for Zhumen, but Zhumen never hangs koi, nor does it give koi painting calendars, so that his children can come to this blue water stream and pay respect to Mr. Dementia.

"So, the waves of the sea can destroy hundreds of kilometers of mountains, the ancient beasts in the sea..." The little koi continued to open the mouth of the fish, with a somewhat old-fashioned meaning, but there was no sound. So old, often a bit funny.

"Sir, you just said this paragraph." said a chubby child.

"Ah? I'm afraid that you won't remember, I'll tell you again." The little koi was wagging its tail, swimming in the air, it looked a bit like standing with hands in a private school, walking slowly. Mr. Teacher.

"But you've said this paragraph seven times today," said the little girl with a pigtail.

"That's all for today's class, let's go play." said the floating little Koi.

The children dispersed, chasing the butterfly near the mountain stream and soon disappeared.

The little koi swam a few times around the top of the stream.

Zhu Minglang also walked there, and just about seven steps later, he heard the little koi shout.

"These little bunnies, none of them came to class today. When I look back, I must criticize their parents from house to house. I am mad at Master Yu, and Master Yu!" The little Koi, swimming faster and faster The faster, the fish's whiskers rise, and the eyes open wider!

Zhu Minglang almost didn't laugh out loud.

Mr. Dementia, it really is Mr. Dementia.

These seven steps of memory, I don't know how the fish belly can hold so many weird things.

"Mr. Koi, I wish Minglang came to see you." Zhu Minglang walked to the mountain stream and shouted.

"I wish Minglang??" Mr. Koi suddenly leaped in file, and in an instant he arrived in front of Zhu Minglang, a pair of fish eyes staring at Zhu Minglang.

"it's me……"

"Your baby has eaten the feed of those lake fish, how come it grows so big all at once?" Mr. Koi's fish face is very strange and he can make a surprised expression like a human.

"Mr. Koi, I am a Dragon Shepherd now, and I have many questions to ask you." Zhu Minglang has become accustomed to Mr. Koi's words.

"Master Mu Long?? You are the Long Mu Master, ha ha ha ha!" Mr. Koi suddenly stood up with his tail, a pair of short fish fins actually made a akimbo movement, and there was a fish head and laughed. , "What a broken sword master, he has never made a big deal in his life, and in the end he worked as a dragon husbandry master. Now it is not too late to raise a dragon. With your Nine Heavens Fish Lord, I guarantee you can easily dominate the world!"

Zhu Minglang was speechless for a while, the fish master is indeed the fish master.

"Now I have four dragons..."

"Where's the white dragon, is the white dragon who grew up with you dead?" Mr. Koi asked in surprise when he thought of something.

"Bai Qi is dormant, it is Bingchen Bailong now." Zhu Minglang said.