"Father, I will only make the decision on my marriage. You don't have to worry about it. If a person lives for a lifetime, he will have his own freedom in this regard. What is the difference between him and Yan Ju?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Well, I am worthy of being the son of Zhu Tianguan. It is exactly the same as when I was young, but I am just stubborn. At the beginning, your grandfather and your grandfather also arranged a marriage. At the beginning, I would rather die than surrender and have to find it myself. Later I found out that your mother had accidentally fallen into this fairy. A vulgar person like me has been blessed for several lifetimes, so that she could meet her and have sex with her in this life." Zhu Tianguan said this, feeling full of emotion.

Zhu Minglang felt that he could not communicate well with this father.

With a dark face, Zhu Minglang deliberately yawned and said, "The two girls are tired too. I'll take them to rest first. My father is here to fish slowly."

"Qin Yang, you can lead the way for them." Zhu Tianguan said to the woman in black brocade clothes, and then said to Zhu Minglang, "Zhu Minglang, come here, I will ask someone to prepare a pair of fishing gear for you. We father and son have not fished all night like this for a long time."

Zhu Minglang didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he quickly followed Qin Yang, Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian.

After traveling a long distance, in order to hurry up, Zhu Minglang has not had a good sleep this month.

Moreover, he knew very well what kind of virtue Zhu Tianguan was. He wanted to sit by the lake all night, just to hear how free and wonderful he was when he was young, and then to do it again how romantic the couple used to be.

Zhu Minglang can already recite his words in full.

...

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

The courtyard is very close to other places, and is next to several larger buildings, which is not particularly quiet.

Zhu Minglang is not the kind of person who likes too quiet. He has his own small space and people he is familiar with around him, that would be better.

The courtyard is not big, and there are several good small buildings. Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian are in the small building next to Zhu Minglang. They are like themselves, very tired. After washing up, they turn off the lights and fall asleep.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to meet Mr. Dementia, but when he was soaked in the bathtub, he fell asleep. If he hadn't taken a sip of bath water, he would have thought he was on the cool bed...

The journey is indeed too far.

But no matter what, I finally feel more at ease.

...

The fragrance of flowers came into his nose, and Zhu Minglang, who was sleeping in the big wooden window, was awakened by the familiar fragrance. He opened his eyes and looked down from the building. He happened to see a beautiful figure who had seen in his dream in a dream in the small building next door. He was straightening his waist and practicing something one by one.

Zhu Minglang was confused and half awake, and was a little fascinated.

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

Nan Lingsha was painting, and she painted the scenery of the water droplet lake.

The window on my side was just right in front of the desk, but it was hard for her to see her...

In the past, the small building next door was empty, and Zhu Minglang never paid attention to it. Who would have thought that after living in a woman, the whole building seemed to become colorful and her eyes were always attracted involuntarily.

Still a little sleepy.

Zhu Minglang turned over and closed his eyes again.

I don’t know if it was only a moment or a long time to sleep, but when Zhu Minglang opened his eyes again, he found that he had somehow turned to the direction of the window again.

Moreover, you can see another small building at a glance. The windows are bright and the gauze is light. Nan Lingsha is still sitting there, with a soft figure and amazing curves. But she is not painting, but teasing a very strange little creature...

The little creature had a very strange figure, like a clear lake water, with a turquoise color and a little faint light. Even the eyes could pass through its crystal clear body and see the painting ink it covered.

It is said to be a little creature, but it is more like a little ghost dragon full of agility.

Zhu Minglang suddenly woke up, and his upper body looked into the window. When he wanted to see if the dragon was playing with her, he found that Nan Lingsha had already gotten up and walked into the room, as if Fang Niannian was calling her.

Zhu Minglang also hurriedly got up and took a hurry to wash up.

When he arrived in the yard, Nan Lingsha happened to walk out and looked at Zhu Minglang, who had many wrinkles in his clothes.

"Niannian and I walked around." Nan Lingsha said.

"Oh, okay, Qin Yang will follow you, and there is not much dragon grain... By the way, I asked you about the ancient Longmen last night. You said you will tell me in detail today. In the evening, I will take you to the best restaurant here, taste the steamed fish from Shuidi Lake, and taste the willow wine. Then you will talk to me slowly." Zhu Minglang said.

"Okay." Nan Lingsha seemed to be quite interested in tasting fish and wine, and a light smile appeared on her face.

Zhu Minglang also maintained a humble and polite smile, watching Nan Lingsha and Fang Niannian walk out. At this time, Qin Yang in kumquat-colored brocade clothes was already waiting in front of the yard.

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

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 had no doubts just now.

...

After breakfast, Zhu Minglang walked towards the other side of Hudao Mountain. He met some people on the way, but many of them could no longer recognize him.

Of course, some people at Zhu Minglang are completely unrecognizable. Even in Zhu's inner court, the personnel changes seem to be quite large in recent years.

After passing through the magnificent Sword Forging Hall, Zhu Minglang arrived at a blue pool stream filled with lake water. He saw a group of seven or eight-year-old children sitting on stone benches, sitting in rows, as if listening to the most exciting play.

But there was no stage ahead of them, only a bay of blue water streams. Above the water stream, Mr. Dementia was talking endlessly, speaking in a river, telling some ancient and incredible legends of the dragon.

"When it comes to this dragon, it has its ancestral vein. When it is angry, it can make the world soak in the sea of ​​strange air it calls. The waves of the sea can destroy hundreds of kilometers of mountains, and the ancient beasts in the sea can easily crush a country..."

"So do you know who is enshrined on this ancestral vein, the dragon of Yikong? That's right, I am the gentleman you see now!"

"I am the ancestor above the nine heavens, and I have returned to my natural state and turned into the smallest mortal fish."

After saying this, the children were already smiling, as if the happiest thing every day was to sit in a row here and listen to the dementia man say something irrelevant.

If outsiders walk here, they will see a group of children surrounding a koi that can float freely. When they see this koi speak, they will definitely think that this is an extremely strange picture.

But at Zhumen, the three or four-year-old baby knows this talking fish.

Everyone calls it Mr. Dementia.

No one in the door knows the origin of this koi, but koi has always brought good luck to people. During the holidays, there will be vividly painted carp hanging from door to door, hoping that good luck will come.

The same is true for Zhumen, but Zhumen never hangs koi, nor does he give him a koi painting calendar, so that his children can go to this blue water stream and worship 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 fish's mouth, which was a bit old-fashioned, but the sound was not that old, and often a bit funny.

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

"Ah? Am I afraid you won't remember it? I'll tell you again." The little koi waving her tail and swam in the air. It looked a bit like a teacher standing with her hands behind her back and walking slowly in a private school.

"But you have already said this passage seven times today." said the little girl with a braid.

"Then let's stop at class today, go and have fun." said the floating little koi.

The children scattered and chased the butterflies near the mountain stream and disappeared soon.

The little koi swam around the water stream for a few times.

Zhu Minglang also walked there. He had just walked about seven steps when he heard the little koi shout.

"None of these little bastards came to class today. When I look back, I will criticize their parents from house to house. I will piss off Yu Ye to death, and I will piss off Yu Ye to death!" The little koi was swimming faster and faster, the fish beards rose, and their eyes widened!

Zhu Minglang almost laughed out loud.

Mr. Dementia, it’s true that Mr. Dementia is still Mr. Dementia.

I don’t know how many strange things can be contained in these seven steps of memory.

"Mr. Koi, Zhu Minglang is here to see you." Zhu Minglang walked to the mountain stream and shouted loudly.

"Zhu Minglang???" Mr. Koi suddenly leaped and arrived in front of Zhu Minglang in an instant. A pair of dazed fish eyes stared at Zhu Minglang.

"It's me..."

"You kid, you eat the feed of the fish in the lake, why has it grown so big all of a sudden?" Mr. Koi had a strange fish face and could even make a surprised expression like a human being.

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

"Master Dragon Master?? You are Master Dragon Master, hahahahaha!" Mr. Koi suddenly stood up with his tail, and a pair of short fish fins actually made a hip-forging movement, raising his head there and laughing, "What a sword-breaking master, you have never made a big fortune in your life, and in the end he also worked for Master Dragon Master. It's not too late to raise a dragon at all. With you, Jiutian Fish, you can guarantee that you can easily dominate the world and the world!"

Zhu Minglang was speechless, Yu Ye was indeed Yu Ye.

"Now I have four dragons..."

"Where is Bai Canglong, is Bai Canglong who grew up with you dead?" Mr. Koi suddenly thought of something and asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!