Chapter 92 The So-called Legend

"Bear by the way, have you ever seen a little official?"

"Xiao Hou just came back. I threw him to Xiao Hou."

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Running in the fireworks alley, the flute was endless, and the two of them talked one after another.

An Bochen's mood is inexplicable. Thinking that Simajin will move out of Moyun Tower tomorrow, he is inevitably a little worried. On second thought, Simajin is strange and intelligent. Maybe there is still a hiding place in Liujing. Stay for a few months, wait until she wins the first place in the spring test and picks Jiu Chenjun. Whether there is a fairy secret book or not, she can leave the dangerous Liujing, leave the two big demons, and go far away. However, she will not return to the State of Wu and will not stay in the south of the Yangtze River.

The sound of the wind blew the piano flute, which also made An Bochen in a trance. Fortunately, there was still warmth between his fingers, which made him less frustrated.

"It's here."

Breathing a long sigh of relief, Simajin stopped and looked at the wellbar not far away in front of him. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: "Xiao Anzi, have you heard the legend of Longquanfang?"

An Bochen looked weird and nodded: "Naturally, I know that I have been in Liujing for four years."

"Do you know that the so-called legend is true?"

Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned, scratched his head, and said doubtful, "You mean that the legend of Longquanfang is true? Is there really a dragon girl in this well?

With a smile, Simajin pulled up An Bochen to the well fence and said quietly, "I really don't know if there is a dragon girl, but there is indeed something strange about this dragon spring. In January, I traveled all over Liujing and found many interesting places, such as the white fox temple outside the city, but the temple is a little witch than the Dragon Spring.

"What's so weird?"

Seeing that Simajin was selling again, An Bochen looked helpless and had to cooperate and ask.

"The reason why my demon-stopping charm can deter monsters is that there are ancient secret patterns on the Taoist charm. Unless it is a giant demon in the realm of more than real people, it is difficult to enter the building. And the lines on the Longquan well are much smarter than my charm. Within a hundred and ten steps, demons are difficult to approach.

Listening to Simajin's explanation, An Bochenqi said, "Is there really a real person in the world?"

"It should be gone. The real person is more important than the divine master, and it has only appeared in the legend. The two snake demons are just extremely close to the realm of the god master, so that they can't enter the Moyun Tower. And so on, Longquanfang can naturally block the demons in the realm of real people.

"Can you see the state of the left phase and the prince?" An Bochen said.

"The two new friends you made didn't say that I was born with a bottomless hole, so I also have such an incomparable talent and magic power to observe people's practice."

Simajin smiled faintly, looked at An Bochen, and blinked, "The bottomless holes are all strange-looking monsters. Now do you still want to see my true face?"

"I want to." An Bochen nodded.

"Aren't you afraid of being scared?"

"I'm afraid."

"This cold joke was said last time."

staring at An Bochen with slightly red cheeks, Simajin stretched out and subconsciously stepped on the dragon pattern in the well railing.

At the time of the son, the stars competed for beauty in the night sky, and the clouds were comfortable. Suddenly, a wisp of moonlight fell from the sky, and it happened to sprinkle the dragon spring well.

The next moment, An Bochen stared.

As the moonlight was full of dragon patterns and the blue waves rippled, the originally dry well water was full again. The dragon's mouth opened steeply, and a spring the size of three or four people appeared in the well. Simajin had not yet reacted and fell into the well.

The time of Zhengzi is about to pass, the moon is gradually dispersing, and the blue waves in the dragon spring are slowly retreating. The big dragon mouth is also closed, and there is only one person left in a blink of an eye.

"Red brush!"

An Bochen came to his senses and looked shocked. He didn't think much about it. He jumped into the well.

Zhengzi was fleeting, and the moonlight turned back to Tianye. The piano flute of Longquanfang was still the same, and the Longquan in the middle of the square became withered and dark again, as if nothing had happened.

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Reaching out his hand and couldn't see his fingers, the fragrance hit his nose, but it was silent.

"Red brush!"

An Bochen only felt that Simajin fell into the well and was injured, and hurriedly groped forward. In the dark, his fingertips touched a soft and elastic object. An Bochen felt slightly strange and subconsciously flicked twice.

The thing trembled gently, and then a slap hit it, fanning An Bochen away.

"Are you still alive?"

Rubbing his chest, An Bochen grinned and asked.

After a long silence, there was a gnashing voice in the darkness: "Idiot, I'm looking for a fire fold... What are you **?"

"What is that..."

Before he finished speaking, An Bochen was stunned, and his ears turned red in the blink of an eye.

The fire ignited, and the bottom of the well gradually returned to light. The young girl stared with big eyes. For a long time, Sima Jin stared at An Bochen fiercely: "Anyway, it's not watermelon."

After saying that, Simajin turned his back and looked at the dry well.

Longquan well is a dry well, but the bottom of the well is wet, and there is still moss between the stone.

The two of them are at ease. The moonlight must fall every night, the vision is born, and the well is full of water.

"Hong Fu, do you think there will really be a dragon girl?"

"Even if there is, it was a long time ago... Well, there's a hole there."

Looking along Sima Jin's eyes, An Bochen saw a half-man-high hole hidden under the moss on the well wall. If it hadn't been for the flash of fire, it would be very difficult to detect.

"Is there a treasure in this Longquan well?"

Simajin muttered in a low voice that she had come to Longquanfang for more than ten times, and every time she would wander around the well railing, but it was in the first half day. Who would have thought that this Longquan well could trap people, with a strong mystery.

"Yes, red brush. The legendary dragon girls are all immortals. Maybe there are secrets left by immortals hidden in this cave. In this way, your wish will be fulfilled.

Hearing this, Simajin was stunned, and a faint joy floated on his cheeks: "Let's go in and have a look."

The two of them excitedly dug the opening of the hole, but when they entered the hole, what fell into sight was a two-high corridor. The four walls are covered with mud and moss, and the corridor is winding and winding, and there is no end.

Sudokudly, An Bochen remembered Zhang Sheng in "Da Kuang Shen Weird Talk". He didn't like ** and was killed by his wife. When he fell into the cave, he also saw a long tunnel.

In that story, Zhang Sheng ate the soil and was hungry. After walking through the tunnel, he finally saw the tiger demon, and this was the Longquan well. It was possible that the legendary dragon girl lived at the end of the tunnel.

Looking at the soil on the ground, An Bochen hesitated to bend down and put it in his mouth with his fingertips.

It tastes terrible!

An Bochen's face was full of bitterness. He hurriedly spit out the mud ball, but was caught by Simajin, who turned around.

"Xiao Anzi, why did you nibble on the mud? Don't be silly. Let's go."

With that, Sima Jin pulled up An Bochen's sleeve and walked along the corridor.

After walking for about half an hour, the two stopped panting. Looking around, there was still a winding corridor in front of them, and there was no end.

Simajin looked impatient. After thinking about it, he took out a Taoist charm from his arms and recited the spell.

"Xiao Anzi, hurry up, this is Zhang Tu Dun Fu."

After saying that, Simajin took An Bochen's arm. In an instant, the two were wrapped in yellow light and ran away as if flying. Even if they applied the Taoist charm, it took the two nearly half an hour to reach the end of the corridor.

The sunlight fell into sight, and the beauty of the grass came to my nose. After a long time of darkness, when they suddenly saw the bright light, both of them were a little uncomfortable. They waited until they recovered and looked up. Even the well-informed Sima Jin couldn't help opening his mouth and looked at the scenery in front of him in disbelief.

Clouds and fog surround, distant mountains and mountains, cranes are hovering, and what you see and hear is very much like the scenery of the fairyland.

At this time, the two found that they were in a cave. The cave was embedded in a high mountain, and there was a gorge under the mountain. The waterfall was poured down, and the canyon was more than a hundred feet. On the most majestic mountain in the world, there is a golden palace. In front of the palace stands a hundred-foot statue, a dragon horned dragon tail, which is the legendary dragon girl.

Neither of them said a word for a long time. The scene in front of them was so shocking that no one expected that Longquanjing would lead to such a fairyland. Roughly, it was about half the size of Liu.

"Red brush, if there is a treasure, it should be in that palace."

An Bochen pointed to the fairy palace in the distance and said numbly.

Simajin just gave a hum and didn't say much.

An Bochen looked at Simajin strangely and said suspiciously, "Call out the big black quickly so that you can take us there."

"If I could call out, Longquanfang would even ban real demons, let alone ambush demons."

Simajin sighed, looked at the silver gun in An Bochen's hand, and hesitated, "Give me your innocence."

An Bochen didn't know why, but he still handed the innocence to Simajin.

Holding the innocence in his hand, the Qinghua flashed in Sima Jin's eyes. As soon as his arm stretched out, the innocence made a soft moan, as if he had life, hovering in the air.

Jumping on the innocence, Simajin looked back at An Bochen, who was stunned, and stretched out his hand: "What are you doing? Why are you still coming up?"

"It... How can you fly?"

"When I forged it, I put a feather of a thunderbird." Simajin said as if nothing had happened.

It's no wonder...

An Bochen was in a complicated mood and looked at Simajin gratefully.

Put the inevil beside him. Every time An Bochen's heart moves, the innocent will fly in by himself. Even the psychic weapon can't do it. In addition, when fighting against Li Lin in the martial arts arena that day, innocence could block the five thunder without destroying it. An Bochen only said that the material was special, but he didn't expect that there was a wind and thunder feather hidden in the innocence, and it was still the most precious feather.

"Don't be blindly moved. I'm also for Jiu Chenjun."

Simajin pretended to be calm and stared at An Bochen and said, "Come up quickly! With my path, I can only maintain two or three pillars of incense.

Hearing the words, An Bochen did not think about it. He grabbed Simajin's hand and jumped on the innocent. Before he stood firmly, the innocent flew out of the air.

The gun was flying in the air, shuttling between the mountains and canyons, surrounded by clouds and fog. From time to time, one or two cranes flew in and looked at the two uninvited guests curiously.

An Bochen hugged Simajin's crisp waist and looked at the crimson on the girl's cheeks. The fragrance was fragrant, as if he had returned to the Liujing night a month ago.

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