The Rural Life of the Dragon King in the Mountain Village

Baijiazhai Village.

A heavy rain had just passed, but it was still hot. The anxious cicadas had turned into cicadas and flew onto the branches.

"I know, I know!"

Green mountains, green waters, white clouds and blue sky.

At the entrance of the village, a big yellow dog lay lazily under the shade of a tree, squinting and taking a nap.

By a privately contracted pond, the water was flush with the shore. Xiao Xingyun had no time to admire the beautiful scenery of the mountains and fields, but was shirtless and digging in the mud while cursing.

"Woof, woof, woof." The big yellow dog urged again, asking the owner to go home and eat quickly.

You are not hungry, but Uncle Dog is starving.

I just ate two large pots of meat in my dream, but it didn’t work. I must have eaten fake meat!

"Stop yelling and come back when I dig this drainage ditch." Xiao Xingyun muttered impatiently.

My father contracted two ponds. For some reason, the water has been overflowing in the past few days, and there are strange waves from time to time. I don't know how many fish are left in them, but there are definitely not many.

Because the surrounding small rivers and even the ridges of the paddy fields were full of half-grown fish fry, all of which had escaped from the ponds.

Some people say that this was an earthquake some time ago, and water from the underground river surged up along the cracks.

Some people also say that there was too much rain this year, and the spring water from the mountain flowed into these two ponds through the gaps in the rocks.

But no matter what, the water from these two ponds must be diverted to the ravine on the opposite side of the road.

When digging the ditch, I blocked it with a net, but there were still fish escaping along the newly dug ditch.

No, another chopstick-long Goya fish, golden, rushed in front of Xiao Xingyun.

The Goya fish had spines on its body. The Goya fish had pricked his hand just now, but he still subconsciously grabbed it.

He caught it, but the spines on the Goya fish pricked him again.

The hand is bleeding.

Xiao Xingyun hated the Goya fish and threw it into the iron bucket next to it, causing the other fish in the bucket to churn.

"Hey, it really hurts." He pressed his bleeding palm, walked to the pond in front of the net, and washed it with slightly clearer river water.

Snap, snap, snap.

There are many fish in the net, very active, and they are fighting for something.

The stick holding the fishing net in place almost fell over.

Xiao Xingyun was a little strange. After scattering the fish, he pulled up the net and checked what was inside.

A golden bead, the size of a fist, with strange mysterious patterns on it, flowing slowly, as if it were alive.

"What is this? The pearl is not as big as a fist?" Xiao Xingyun subconsciously picked it up and looked at it.

But suddenly, he felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and a large amount of blood poured out from the wound and was sucked away by this golden bead.

"Ah..." Xiao Xingyun screamed in horror, his whole body stiffened, and he wanted to throw away the beads, but he couldn't.

The big yellow dog jumped up when he heard the noise.

"Woof!" the big yellow dog barked in confusion.

What's going on? Can we go home for dinner?

Hey, why is the master so stunned? Do you want to play the wooden man game with me?

This is what I'm best at.

Xiao Xingyun thought that his blood was almost absorbed by this bead, and his heart was beating wildly, and he felt like he was about to die.

Just when he was about to hold on no longer, the beads in his hand suddenly formed a translucent golden dragon, and with a whoosh, it penetrated into his chest.

Xiao Xingyun fell into the mud ditch with a plop and fell into a coma.

The big yellow dog was stunned on the spot?

What's going on?

The master actually lost so quickly?

Is this Wang correct?

The big yellow dog rushed over and pulled Xiao Xingyun up from the mud ditch. It couldn't pull him up, but it pulled his upper body out of the mud ditch.

The big yellow dog lay on Xiao Xingyun's chest and listened, and found that there was still a heartbeat. He wanted to go back and call someone, but was afraid that he would be in danger.

The big yellow dog was so anxious that it kept circling around Xiao Xingyun.

Get up.

Let’s count you as the winner this time, okay?

Master, master...

After wandering around for a few times, the big yellow dog became even hungrier. He took out a black fish from the iron bucket and ate it while waiting for Xiao Xingyun to wake up.

It smells so good, Master. As long as you wake up, I will share half of it with you.

Well, there are still a lot of fish in the bucket. When I eat the next one, I will give you half of it.

At this time, Xiao Xingyun was confused and came to a misty place where a huge golden dragon was sleeping.

Its body is tens of thousands of miles long, and it seems that the entire world can only accommodate this dragon.

The golden dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and its eyes were like two stars, shining with light, staring at Xiao Xingyun.

"The dragon soul is immortal, the dragon clan is immortal! Inherited!"

A dazzling light shot out from the dragon's eyes, covering Xiao Xingyun.

In an instant, countless information invaded his mind, making him miserable.

At the same time, he is also repeating the words of the golden dragon: "The dragon soul is immortal, the dragon clan is immortal! Inheritance!"

Suddenly, he found that he had turned into the golden dragon. Every time he breathed in, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.

"Ah!" Xiao Xingyun suddenly woke up and found himself half lying in the mud ditch, with a big yellow dog lying next to him, nibbling on a black fish.

Everything that happened just now seemed like just a dream.

But why does my head hurt so much?

As soon as I think about it, countless complicated information emerges.

But he couldn't remember anything specific, only the figure of a golden dragon appeared in his mind.

"Nima, what's going on? It's broad daylight, am I possessed?" Xiao Xingyun quickly stood up from the mud pit and looked at his hands. There were no wounds on them.

It's like I've never been bitten by a Goya fish today.

As for the golden bead, it was even missing. He even wondered if it was his imagination.

"Gold coins, what on earth is going on?" Xiao Xingyun looked left and right nervously and found that there was no one at the entrance of the village at this time. Even the cicada was silent, which was surprisingly strange.

I heard from the old people in the village that the most dangerous time is at noon. Some unclean things like to come out and harm people at this time.

Woof woof!

The big yellow dog held half of the black fish in its mouth, got up and ran away.

The owner's tone is wrong. Does he want to steal my fish?

Huh, snatching food from a dog's mouth, is this still a human being?

"Hey, hey, don't run away, wait for me." Xiao Xingyun was also scared, reinforced the fishing net again, picked up the shovel, picked up the bucket and ran away.

I won't do it anymore, let's talk about it after dinner.

At this time, everyone is eating at home, and it’s a bit silly to work outside alone.

Xiao Xingyun's home is in the middle of the village.

There is a small farmhouse there, built in an open area with flat terrain.

There are three green brick and tile houses, with two small huts on the side serving as kitchens, with smoke curling up from the cooking pots.

The ground in the front yard is flat, and there are chickens, ducks and geese. In the backyard, cucumbers, tomatoes, beans, green peppers and other vegetables are grown.

Such a small farmhouse is considered to be an upper-middle-class home in Baijiazhai Village.

There are also many mud houses made of mud, stone and thatch, which reveal the poverty and backwardness of the village.

"Mom, I'm back." Xiao Xingyun entered the yard and washed the mud off his body in the big basin next to the well.

From the kitchen, my mother Chen Xiuzhi's voice came: "Why are you back so late? Even if the fish in the two ponds finish running, they can't be exhausted. Look at your dad, is it useful to be so tired?"

Before Xiao Xingyun could speak, he heard his father Xiao Fugui's cough coming from the hall.

"Ahem, kid, you can't say that. I got caught in the rain and cut my foot. I can only call it unlucky, and I'm not very tired... Ahem."

"You can pull it off...forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you, Erbao, go into the house for dinner."

While talking, mother Chen Xiuzhi had already brought the dishes into the main room and served rice.

Because Xiao Xingyun is at home, today's lunch is quite sumptuous.

Miscellaneous fish pot, chicken stewed with mountain mushrooms, garlic cucumber, tomato and egg soup.

The rice grown in my own paddy field fills the house with the aroma when I open the pot.

Xiao Xingyun has been back for more than ten days and has already gained three pounds.

The big yellow dog, smelling of fish, came over and stared at the chicken stewed with mountain mushrooms on the table, tears streaming from his mouth in anxiety.

Wangwu, have you forgotten your little cutie?

I only ate one, two... or at most three fish today. Other than that, I didn't eat anything.

"Go away, don't rub around in front of the table, I'll give you a bone later." Chen Xiuzhi kicked it away.

Because Xiao Fugui's right foot was injured, she was afraid that the big yellow dog would touch it.

Xiao Xingyun gave it a helpless look. There was not enough chicken for humans to eat. If he dared to feed chicken to the dog, his mother would beat him with a stick.

I ate a chicken leg and threw the bones to the big yellow dog.

Xiao Xingyun had some food in his stomach, so he asked, "Why don't you invite grandpa to see you?"

Her mother, Chen Xiuzhi, became anxious on the spot: "You can pull this off. Your grandfather is an old liar. He usually just deceives others. I don't dare to let him treat your father."

His father, Xiao Fugui, put it more tactfully: "Your grandfather is an old Chinese medicine doctor. He has no medical qualification certificate and is a barefoot doctor. He is cured by luck, but not cured by chance. I would rather find a doctor in the town than go to him."

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This is embarrassing.

Xiao Xingyun stopped talking and just kept eating. He felt very hungry today. He ate three large bowls of rice and emptied the bottom of the dishes, but he still felt a little hungry.

At the door of the hall, the big yellow dog stared at Xiao Xingyun with a small, resentful look.

Just give me a few chicken bones, won't your conscience hurt?

I threw two cold steamed buns to the big yellow dog, and then I got rid of its resentful gaze.

What happened today was so weird that Xiao Xingyun didn't even dare to tell his parents.

His head still hurt from time to time, so he told his parents and fell asleep.

On a hot day, you need to sleep for a while to be energetic enough to continue working.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Xiao Xingyun fell asleep.

Little did he know that a faint golden light appeared on his chest and slowly spread throughout his body, helping him strengthen his body.

His consciousness was hazy, and he came to the smoky space again.

The terrifying giant golden dragon disappeared, but there was a small golden dragon, about three or four meters long, flying and playing in the sky.

"Listen to my orders, move the clouds and spread the rain, the spiritual rain technique!"

There was a milky dragon's roar with a strange rhythm, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Soon, it rained heavily.

The golden dragon shuttled through the dark clouds with lightning and thunder, swimming excitedly.

The little golden dragon seemed to have discovered Xiao Xingyun, and suddenly rushed towards him from the dark clouds.

"Ah..." Xiao Xingyun exclaimed and woke up from his dream, only to find that he had broken out in a cold sweat.

All I could think of was the little golden dragon and its strange rhythmic roar.

Involuntarily, he repeated the dragon's roar with the same rhythm.

"Listen to my orders, move the clouds and spread the rain, the spiritual rain technique!"

In an instant, Xiao Xingyun felt that the power in his body was drained out of his body, and a black cloud measuring two to three square meters, with tiny lightning flashes, appeared above his head.