Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 13

Due to the geographical location of the South China Sea, in the past both fishing and trade had to be done by sea, and because of this, the Dragon King Temple in the South China Sea was very popular, and everyone said that the Dragon King is omnipotent...

"27 yuan." The driver stopped in front of the Dragon King Temple and tore up the ticket in one go.

Ao Hong flipped his wrist, holding a pink banknote just taken out from the Dragon King Temple under his hand, and paid the fare.

After getting off the bus, the taxi drove away, and the majestic palace was displayed in front of the two of them, with the words "Dragon King Temple" written on the plaque.

The cursive script, with strong strokes and flowing water, was written by a great master hundreds of years ago.

The half-person-high bronze tripod with four dragons and three legs was placed in the open air outside the main hall, with wisps of smoke hovering in the air.

Because almost everyone will worship incense devoutly when they come, and the smoke will burn like a dragon's body, and the air will be filled with the smell of incense sticks.

Ling Xi couldn't help but tilt her head, wanting to see the reaction of Ao Hong, an uncle who is picky about air quality.

Ao Hong, however, took a deep breath with a drunken expression on his face. After he was injured, he relied on the power of belief in the peak of the South China Sea to maintain his life. Of course, his family is good everywhere.

Ling Xi smiled and said, "Don't you feel choked now?"

Ao Hong raised his eyebrows, took three incense sticks from the free incense rack beside him, lit them on the candle, and inserted them into the incense burner...

His movements are casual and leisurely, but revealing a kind of nobility that comes from the depths of his temperament. When he bent over to insert the incense stick, he seemed to be a protoss strolling down from the clouds.

It doesn't have the usual secondary atmosphere.

But Ling Xi always had a faint feeling that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, she suddenly realized, isn't this just offering incense to herself?

With a twitching corner of his mouth, he took a step forward, lightly tugged at Ao Hong's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Let's go in."

Ao Hong nodded slightly.

People in the hall are kneeling in front of the statue of the Dragon King and offering incense.

Ao Hong pondered for a moment, signaled to the statue in front of Ling Xi and said in a low voice: "This one has a bit of charm to me." Eight points.

He is still very satisfied.

The people behind urged impatiently: "Will you worship the Dragon King?"

Ao Hong took a step back in a daze.

The people behind came to the front, holding a bouquet of incense, and passed him to offer it to the Dragon King.

Seeing Ao Hong's stupid look, he said dissatisfiedly: "Is it from other places?"

"Master, we locals... I'm sorry." Ling Xi hastily stepped forward and pulled Ao Hong away.

The uncle was even more angry when he heard that they were locals. He said angrily in dialect: "It's fine if you are from other places. How dare you disrespect the Dragon King if you are local? There is no respect or taboo at all."

After speaking, he strode away, leaving them with an angry back.

Ling Xi touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice: "Do you still want to worship yourself?"

Ao Hong shook his head silently, Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief and urged: "Go and get the money, let's go."

There are ordinary people around them asking for safety, and there are also sailors who hope to bless them to go to sea safely...

Ao Hong stepped forward slightly, just in time to hear what a middle-aged woman was asking, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

"What is she begging for?" Seeing that Ao Hong had been looking at the position of the other's back, Ling Xi became a little interested, stepped forward and raised his toes, and asked Ao Hong's ear.

"Her husband cheated on her mistress, and asked me to get her husband back and return to the family." Ao Hong looked hopeless.

Come here and ask for anything.

Ling Xi almost laughed out loud on the spot, but the Dragon King Temple was majestic and everyone was extremely pious, so he suppressed his laughter.

There were only a few low laughs from his throat, like a leak in a pipe.

Ao Hong looked at him helplessly.

what can he doJust like the old man just now, because they blocked the way of the people behind in the Dragon King Temple, he was furious.

The Dragon King has an unimaginably lofty status in the South China Sea.

Going to sea is safe, getting promoted and getting rich, and studying smoothly. Although the latter two are a bit out of line, they are more conventional.

what can he doThis is not the scope of his duties. Not only is it beyond the outline, but the system is not even good.

Ao Hong sighed, bitterly watching the woman respectfully worship him, the incense sticks rising from the shredded tobacco...

For some reason, Lingxi looked at him, and then looked up at the expression of his three-meter-tall South Sea Dragon King, feeling that the South Sea Dragon King's expression was a little more helpless.

...so synchronous?

Fairy troubles.

"Excuse me." A woman with a swollen face passed by them, went to the side to ask for a lottery, picked up the lottery and shook her head slightly.

"Hey." Ao Hong sighed.

With a "ding dong", one of the spirit sticks fell out.

It was a lottery, He Wenxiu was killed, and the woman's complexion was even worse, she wanted to throw it away immediately, she stood still for a while, and then went to the side to release the lottery.

"When the moon shines on the heavenly scriptures, I suddenly encounter clouds and fog and become unconscious: I hope that the clouds and fog will clear up, and I will change my behavior at this time."

"What are you doing? Didn't you say that this is not your business?" Ling Xi asked in a low voice.

Ao Hong shook his head pityingly: "Since she sincerely begged to come to the Dragon King Temple, I have to take care of it. I hope she will listen." In fact, what they can do is not as thoughtful as Lingxi. Let's see how she chooses.

If she insists on getting her husband back, it will be useless.

Ao Hong shook his head, and stood in front of the closed and opaque dragon-patterned merit box in the main hall for a moment, with some satisfaction on his face, he turned his head to Ling Xi and said, "Let's go."

Ling Xi obediently followed him out, just in time to hear the woman undoing the lottery in front of the small room of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest read the sign and handed the small note to the woman.

"I want to ask about the marriage relationship first." The man whispered.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't use the lottery paper...but stroked his beard slightly, and said in a low voice, "He Wenxiu and Yuqiong finally got married after going through hardships."

The woman's frowning eyebrows stretched slightly, as if she had heard some good news.

The Taoist said bluntly: "But the lottery is for men. If a lady draws this lottery, she should let go of her current pursuits and even change herself."

"Thank you." The woman stood indifferently at the same place, she was silent for a moment before thanking, and then went back to offer incense to the Dragon King.

"Ah, what are you doing!" The woman exclaimed in pain. She was hit by a young man who was in a hurry. It was nothing at all, but she still held the lit incense in her hand. on her arm.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes never come singly. She has been suffering from headaches and sadness for her marital situation for the past few days. Her luck is too low, and the Dragon King Temple can't protect her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young man in suits and leather shoes apologized loudly. The Taoist priests were well trained in this situation, and took the lady aside to treat her wound.

"What's the matter with you?" The manager saw his anxiety and asked in front of him.

There was a faint smell of sweat coming from his body. Ling Xi was a designer, and the clients he came into contact with were all bosses. He was recognized at a glance as he was wearing a brand-name suit, which cost less than [-] yuan.

I just don't know why people who can wear this kind of suit don't change their clothes for a few days, maybe something happened to them.

The young man was obviously in a hurry, reached out his hand to shake hands with the management personnel in a hurry, ignored the pilgrims outside, and anxiously explained his intentions: "My family runs a hotel out of town, and some strange things have happened recently, I want to ask what can you do here? "

The manager was slightly taken aback, with a look of hesitation on his face, and said awkwardly: "Sir, we are going to the Dragon King Temple, and the ritual is only about making clouds and rain, and praying for good fortune. Why don't you go to another place to ask?" It's obviously a refusal, dear, our funeral ceremony is only useful for praying for rain.

The young man keenly grasped the key point in his words, and said anxiously: "Isn't there a prayer for disaster relief? To tell you the truth, since the accident happened in our family's hotel, as long as all the nearby temples and Taoist temples can solve it for us I’ve already run away, it’s all...the family has no way to let my brothers go to a distant place to ask.”

After hearing the list made by the young man, the management staff dared not take this matter any more. The middle-aged Taoist priest who had just been sitting there leisurely unwrapping the lottery came out, patted the management on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Go and invite my uncle to come over." Bar."

Turning around and catching up with the onlookers, he waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to see, let's go."

The status of the Dragon King Temple in the local area is indeed lofty, and even the Taoist priests like them speak very usefully.

The onlookers retreated one after another and continued to burn incense according to the procedure.

Ao Hong was not interested, so he signaled Ling Xi to go with him, but Ling Xi liked to watch the excitement most in his life!I'm usually busy with work so I don't have time to watch the excitement... Now that I have the opportunity, I certainly won't miss it.

Pulling Ao Hong back a step, looking at the development of the situation with bright eyes, lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Do you think what he said is true? Do you really need help?"

Ao Hong twitched the tip of his nose, couldn't help frowning and said impatiently: "It's true, it should be a hotel in the mountains, he smells like a fox." The smell is not strong, but it's very choking...

But his concubine is so cute, Ao Hong gave him a loving look.

It turned out to be real, and even the dragon is real, so why can't the fox be real.

The uncle quickly came over, briefly exchanged a few words about the situation, with a hesitant look on his face, he had already injured more than a dozen... He might not be able to deal with this, and he might not be able to handle it.

Uncle Shi helplessly said what he meant, and said regretfully: "It would be great if my master was here, but he went to another place for a meeting, and he won't be back until a week later, how about I recommend some to you?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest who released the lottery came over and whispered in the uncle's ear the list that the other party had just made. Hearing those famous monasteries and Taoist temples, the uncle shook his head helplessly and changed his apologetic expression.

This young man looks reckless, but he is very experienced in doing things. He concealed any specific information about their hotel during the conversation to prevent others from guessing, but he couldn't help but hang up when he heard that he was rejected by the very popular Dragon King Temple. Disappointed look.

I don't know if his other brothers have a chance.

Ao Hong could not help frowning when he heard that his Taoist priests of the Dragon King Temple refused because of his lack of ability, feeling that this group of people had put dust on his face.

"It's obviously a trivial matter, what's the problem?" Ao Hong couldn't help but ask.

When the young man heard the voice, he turned his head and searched for the speaker.

Ao Hong was particularly conspicuous among the crowd of pilgrims, standing out from the crowd, and the young man found him out at a glance.

Walked over in a hurry.

"Hey!" The middle-aged Taoist priest was dissatisfied, how could such a person cheat in the Dragon King Temple?

On the contrary, his master uncle has some skills, and he can tell Ao Hong's unusualness at a glance. Although he can't figure out his details, he is obviously much better than their level... He dragged the middle-aged Taoist priest silently.

"Brother, if you have a way, why don't you come with me, as long as the matter can be resolved, you make an offer, and we will never bargain."

"Who is your brother?" Ao Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, dare to be his brother, don't you know that his second cousin is also enshrining the statue behind?can also afford...

Ao Hong didn't do anything, the next second... the surface of the Patek Philippe sapphire worn by the young man cracked with a "click",

"Fuck." The young man felt it, cursed instinctively, rolled up his sleeves and raised his wrist to look at his watch.

He dared to scold his second cousin... Ao Hong knew whether he had made a mistake unintentionally, or he took a step forward and clasped his forearm. The moment Ao Hong clasped him, the surface of the Patek Philippe sapphire completely exploded. The diamonds of the star wheel inside splashed out with him as the center.

The young man was speechless in shock, his lips trembling for a long time, if he hadn't been held by this man's wrist just now, he would be blind now...

"Don't talk nonsense." Ao Hong frowned and reminded.

Ling Xi stood on the side, vaguely remembering that Ao Hong once told him that his cousin was also a dragon king, and then suddenly realized.

It seems that Cousin Ao Hong's temper is not as gentle as Ao Hong's.

Afraid that the young man would say something else, Ling Xi quickly stepped forward and reminded him in a low voice: "You can just call him...Brother Hong." Adding a prefix is ​​also good.

Ao Hong was actually still a little dissatisfied, but still nodded, and wanted to take Ling Xi away.

"Hey, don't go, Brother Hong, let's talk about remuneration." The young man's mind changed very quickly. From the fact that he predicted that his watch would blow up, he believed that Ao Hong must be capable, and he was busy behind him and tried his best to persuade him to stay: "50 Wan, how about 80? 80, Brother Hong, please help us settle this matter."

He also has nothing to do, and he is about to pass by the expert, trying to use the price to keep the expert, but the experts hired by their family are quite arrogant, and it may be difficult to keep them with money. Stopping him, the young man frowned depressedly.

Ao Hong stepped down but paused slightly, he had no idea about money, but it seemed like a lot... He turned his head and asked Ling Xi in a low voice: "How much is 80?"

"Yeah." Ling Xi did some calculations, nodded and said: "Save a little money, it's enough for us to find the whereabouts of half of the dragon pills in country C."

Ao Hong turned back in an instant, stood in front of the young man and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Although the Dragon King Temple is his bank, as a frugal and simple dragon, it is better to earn money and spend it than to use his own "deposits".

"Ah...Okay, I'll call the driver now, and we'll set off now." The young man stumbled and turned the corner. He couldn't believe that the 80 yuan really moved this expert, and hurried out. Dadian called the driver.

The young man was rough on the outside and careful on the inside, and when he turned around, he saw the nervous and respectful eyes of the two Taoist priests towards Ao Hong, and he had more confidence in his choice.