Old Cadre Kou said: [Azai, I think it is very necessary for you to cover your ears.]

If he finds time, he will talk to Jiaolong's father about his children's education. Look at what he has taught that group of water kids. He will say "Dad is white, soft and fragrant". Every time he hears this opening remark, Kou Qiu will have deep concerns about their future.

This is definitely to teach a group of gangsters the rhythm!

The system cub obediently blocked his ears, and the beautiful young man Kou Qiu began to try to reason with the dragon: "We always have something positive and sunny in our minds."

Jiaolong said, "Yes, I'm full of my mind thinking of you, the sun."

There are so many suns, but there is so much sunshine.

Kou Qiu: "..."

The dragon thoughtfully changed the statement, "Do you prefer to listen to it rain?"

He sighed lightly with indulgence and doting, saying, "Naughty."

Kou Qiu: "..."

Is it still time for him to apply for another attacker now?

The man looked at his choked look and speechless. His light golden pupils contained a smile, full of light. His hair was rippling in the soft water, like a piece of silk woven with extremely thin silver thread.

His hand slowly raised up and touched the young man's cheek. The touch of his hand was delicate and warm, exuding Kou Qiu's unique vitality, like a branch that would never be bent down at any time.

"When do you want it to be," he whispered, "when will it be."

Obviously in the cool water, Kou Qiu suddenly had the illusion that he would be burned by the other party's eyes.

After watching for a while, the system silently covered his ears tighter.

——It always has the illusion that it will enter the limit level in the next second.

"I have lived in the world for nine hundred years," said Jiaolong slowly, "and has been wondering why it appears in the world."

He had protected countless people, but now he was imprisoned in a small well by these mortals he guarded, and almost all his divine power was broken for these mortals to maintain their lives like ants. In the darkness day after day, the pride of the gods was no longer known when it was completely lost. The dragon even sometimes felt that what was locked in this well was just a little of his remaining soul.

But this remnant soul should have its place of belonging. He has been waiting for hundreds of years just to wait for this destined belonging.

He waited for it.

"You are the belonging of my soul," his fingers slowly stroked the young man's bright red lips, looking at the other person's eyes, and the light shone like the stars in the night, "—You are my god."

Kou Qiu's eyes were a little sour. He looked at the dragon's eyes and said nothing.

This is the fourth world, and this person has been here with him.

He closed his eyes, then sighed and said, "Come out quickly."

——I have been waiting for you for a long time.

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The heavy rain the next night came as scheduled under the power of Jiaolong's father. In order to prevent the villagers from seeing through the window, Kou Qiu left his soul and was led by a group of jumping water kids with red threads, and walked to the ancestral hall in the heavy rain.

The ancestral hall was empty, and only the lanterns prepared for the upcoming sacrifice were neatly placed on one side, like the red eyes of ferocious beasts.

Kou Qiu looked at it for a while, then suddenly squatted down and wiped his fingers on the surface of the lantern.

The system boy said in surprise: [Bad, what are you doing?]

Very dirty!

Who knows what those villagers used!

Kou Qiu raised the dry red in his hand, and suddenly turned his eyes to the only light red among the bunch of small water widows. He hesitated and reached out to call the other party to come over. The small water widow smelled the smell, wiped it with his fingers, and finally put on an extremely disgusting expression and nodded repeatedly.

"Sure enough," Kou Qiu said softly, "it's exactly the same as what's in that jar..."

His eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up straight, trying to lift the curtain covered in front of the mural. But at this moment, the little water kids suddenly seemed to sense something, became nervous one by one, and rushed forward and grabbed Kou Qiu's hand.

Old Cadre Kou was caught off guard and dragged behind the curtain by them a few times, standing quietly in the shadow of the ancestral hall.

He was about to ask what was wrong when he heard another footstep coming from the door.

...The sound of footsteps?

Kou Qiu was suddenly shocked.

The rain outside was still drizzling, and the rain was not small at all. None of the villagers who were afraid of water dared to step out, and even the doors and windows were closed tightly, for fear that they could be taken away by the water that illuminated the real world.

But now, how could another guest visit this ancestral hall?

The system's little heart was about to pop out, and subconsciously lowered his voice and said: [It's not a zombie, right?]

It shivered suddenly when the corpses were soaked and swollen.

Kou Qiu remained silent, but his heartbeat didn't realize it was faster.

Ordinary villagers should not see him. But since Shuiwa panicked and pulled him to hide, it means that the other party could actually detect his existence to some extent.

His heart beat the drum closely, guessing who the person coming was.

The sound of footsteps stepped into the ancestral hall. Then there was a rustling sound, as if something like ashes was poured out.

The visitor always stood in front of the tablet. He worked hard for a while before he slowly straightened his body and suddenly looked at the ancestral hall.

"Strange," he said softly, with some chilling malice in his voice, "How could I smell the kitten?"

The system was so scared that it almost whimpered. Kou Qiu pressed against the wall tightly, not daring to make a sound. His heartbeat was as loud as a drum, and it repeatedly echoed beside his eardrums.

He heard the sound.

This is Duan Ze.

Duan Ze took steps slowly and searched the already narrow ancestral hall one by one. Kou Qiu tried hard to maintain his calmness, thinking in his mind about the possibility of snatching the door while the other party was searching for the other side.

But this possibility is too low.

Not to mention that the door is narrow, just when Duan Ze entered the door, Kou Qiufen clearly heard the movement of the other party closing the door. This kind of wooden door is old and very heavy, and it takes some force to push it, but because it has long been rotten, it will inevitably make a creaking sound when pushed open, and it is impossible not to attract the other party's attention.

"Where will it be hidden," Duan Ze said slowly, and his footsteps stomped on the floor, "My little cat?"

A row of little water kids were standing against the wall, one stepped on the other, and the whole team was trembling. The system boy was almost driven crazy by the atmosphere and said tremblingly: [Dad, we won't all be here!]

The Dragon Dad had just spent his divine energy to make a rain on them, and he had not recovered completely. He probably wouldn't have the energy to protect them now.

What should they do? Are they waiting to be caught by this scumbag who is full of something wrong?

[No,] Old Cadre Kou said calmly, [We must combine objective laws and subjective initiative together so that we can play a role-

System howl: [Don’t consider philosophy at this time!]

Saving your life is important!!!

Kou Qiu's eyes flashed, and suddenly lifted up a corner of his coat and signaled the little water kids to come in. The little guys instantly understood what he meant, turned himself into a thin water cake, and pressed it tightly on the inside of his coat.

"He came here from the back of the ancestral hall and should lift the curtain from the right," Kou Qiu whispered to his group of cubs, "Let's go to the left slowly, and wait until the moment he lifts it up, and cover his eyes!"

The little guy in his arms nodded, indicating that he knew. Kou Qiu closed his eyes and waited quietly.

The sound of footsteps slowly came over, and through a thin layer of hanging curtains, you could almost feel the breath. It was a kind of coldness, as if a poisonous snake stretched out its sticky long tongue. Kou Qiu's skin leaning against the curtains could not control his goose bumps, and he was so nervous that he could hardly hear the sound.

The man outside the curtain stretched out his hand and knocked on the wall.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

"My little cat," he asked in a long voice, "is it here?"

No answer for a long time.

Duan Ze smiled at the corner of his mouth, and slowly lifted a corner of the curtain, like a hunter blocking his prey into a dead corner. He looked behind the curtain, but was caught off guard and was covered by something cold suddenly.

The water widow, who was baked into a water cake, stuck to his face, and water splashed everywhere. Water droplets sprayed into his eyes. Duan Ze suddenly closed his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly, "What the hell is it--"

He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the things on his face down. But how could the flowing water be grasped? Shuiwa grabbed his eyelashes and swayed like a swing, and she didn't let go anyway.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kou Qiu had already run to the door. He suddenly turned around, but suddenly realized something and said, "That candle, extinguish the candle!"

Another water kid heard the sound and quickly climbed out of Kou Qiu's neckline. He stepped on Kou Qiu's shoulder and jumped to the incense table table, jumping to the candle that was worshipped in front of the ancestors of the village. It twisted its head and looked at it, then hung its head down and swung it hard at the candle!

The water droplets accurately sprayed to the place where the candle burned, and the sparks slammed and quickly went out.

Xiao Shuiwa jumped down and also left the three incense sticks in front of the tablet together, running back to Kou Qiu.

Kou Qiu quickly took it into his arms and said, "Retreat!"

The water that was originally stuck to Duan Ze's face instantly condensed, jumped down, turned into a gurgling stream, and ran away. Only Duan Ze was still standing there, and he just grabbed both hands and couldn't grab the things on his face. Instead, he almost scratched his proud face. He stood there for a while in a panic, cursed, and then he hurried to light the candle again.

White smoke rose up, and something let out a satisfying sigh.

"The incense candle cannot be extinguished," Duan Ze put the incense he carried on back into the incense burner, lit it, held up a handful of gray incense ash, and said respectfully, "You saw it just now, what do you think?"

A pale face suddenly poked out from the beam of the room. It opened its mouth, and its scarlet tongue spit out from its mouth, easily rolling the incense ash into its mouth. It chewed the incense ash in its mouth, and it said for a long time: "That's the supplement you found for me?"

"Yes," Duan Ze said, "He is an extremely spiritual body."

The extreme spirit body does not need to add any seasoning, it is already delicious enough.

The face opened its mouth and smiled, and a heart-shaking cold light shot out from its eyes.

"Very good," it said slowly, "Very good..."

It wrinkled its nose and sniffed it hard in the air.
To be continued...