The morning sun shines on the west mountain of the capital city. From a certain point overlooking the city, you can see the city walls and towers.

A few of the tourists aiming at Xishan Biyun Temple were dressed neatly, as if they were authentic mountain climbers. Of course, rich people these days like to dress up "professionally" in every sport, but it is still unclear what their actual level is.

Xishan has always been known as the "Switzerland of North China", and Biyun Temple, with its very romantic name "Temple of Blue Clouds", also attracts many people to come and go.

The autumn sun is the most rare. The temperature is just right, neither too cold nor too hot. This is the best time to go up the mountain. In a pavilion, a few tourists took a rest, but they were greeted by a middle-aged monk who was walking down the mountain in a hurry.

People stared at him, "Are you guys coming from the south?"

The young man with a mustache who was obviously the leader among the tourists glanced at him and didn't intend to pay attention.

However, a girl sitting in the pavilion became interested and asked, "How do you know?"

"I hate that my marriage will never end, and I should be worried about the end of my life. If I can meet the flowing water in the high mountains, the beautiful people will grow old together." The monk took a look and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Is this benefactor not having a good relationship, so he came to this Western Mountain to relax?"

The girl's face turned pale, and she quietly glanced at the young man with a mustache who had ignored the monk before, and then asked hesitantly, "Master, have you noticed?"

"I'm not talking about being a master, but I know a little bit about the art of fortune telling," the monk smiled slightly, "You are noble and noble, and you are not ordinary people..."

"Let's go." The young man with a mustache said lightly and glared at the girl. At the same time, he didn't even bother to talk to the indifferent "master" and turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

The girl looked at the master apologetically and followed the crowd who got up and left.

"Master, what are you talking about with me?" At this time, another group of four people came out of the mountain path and saw the master who was angrily cursing, "It's not easy to make money these days."

The master quickly changed his face, and then turned back to that kind-faced, gentle and profound look. After chanting Amitabha in a low voice, he looked at the young man in front of him who wanted to have his fortune told, and his face suddenly changed:

"Sir, you are not someone who waits for idleness. A dragon leaps into the abyss, but it can go deep. It's just a shrimp playing with you in shallow water, but it will soar into the blue clouds."

"Oh?" Xia Xian became interested and simply sat down in the pavilion, "Master, don't stand here, come and sit."

"Do you believe this?" Nono said.

The master looked at the three people here. One of them was a middle-aged black man wearing a bamboo shirt, the other was an ordinary teenage boy, and finally the girl wearing a hiking hat but still couldn't hold back the bright red hair.

.

The composition of this group of people is even more complicated than that of the previous group. The young man who shouted for me to count is not much older than the ordinary boy, but he seems to be at the head of this group.

Son.

"If you do the math, can you lose a piece of meat?" Xia Xian pouted.

"I checked on the Internet," Nuonuo said calmly, "There are many such masters on the mountain road of Biyun Temple in Xishan. Do you know that now the temple staff are all recruited? They are not masters in the temple at all, they are just here.

Scamming money."

"Little girl," the master said anxiously, "you can't say that. Misfortune comes from the mouth, and bad virtues are accumulated in the mouth. Even if your six relatives are weak, your parents will be hurt, and your offspring will be hurt, but if you have a kind heart and a kind words,

Still able to accumulate good deeds and show virtue..."

"Keep lying." Nuonuo stared at him sideways. The master didn't know if he was naturally afraid of women, so he stopped talking after being stared at like this. He just turned around and started chatting with Xia Xian, who looked interested.

"Sir, I can read faces, palms, and birth dates. It only costs twenty yuan..."

"Twenty? That's enough to get the temple tickets," Xia Xian stood up, "Forget it, if you just praise me a little more, I will accept this idea. Enough is enough, enough is enough."

Watching the group of people leaving the pavilion as the previous group had done, the master's face twitched violently. The clothes he was wearing had to be returned down the mountain today, but he had no money for two days. It's hard to do any business these days, not even fortune telling.

People believe it, but it’s true, who really has this ability to solicit business every day on this asphalt-covered mountain road?

"Xia...Assistant teacher," Wolf followed the three people at the end and asked softly, "Why did you bring me here?"

"You won. Now you are the best student, so there is nothing wrong with giving a reward." Xia Xian didn't even look back and continued to admire the mountain scenery. He said matter-of-factly, "And don't ask me, it's Abigail."

I want to see Biyun Temple. It is said that he comes here every time he comes to China. It has nothing to do with me."

"I think you are more active than anyone else," said Nono.

Xia Xian smiled dryly, "If I don't stay in the nook and cranny of the preparatory school every day, I'm going to get sick."

Wolf was a little at a loss. The two assistant coaches were of the same age as him, but he had never gone out to play in his life. At most, he just followed Lin Qingyan around Jinling, and he had a bodyguard mission, so he couldn't care about playing.

?

Abigail walked slowly and alone, looking pretty decent on the mountain road. Despite his dark skin, he still looked like a local, "I came here to meet a few people. In fact, you guys also met just now."

Here we are, the five who were walking in front of us."

"I noticed that man with the mustache." Xia Xian said.

In fact, when Xia Xian came to the mountain early in the morning, she discovered that those people were undoubtedly mixed races, and their blood aura was not low. However, Xia Xian was too lazy to bring it up, so Abigail asked them to follow them to Xishan.

It was obvious that there was some arrangement, perhaps from the executive department.

"Principal Angers told me that he made an appointment with 'Hunter' here today, but he couldn't make it." Abigail said, "More than half of the people in the executive department are in China, do you know that?"

"Look for clues about the Dragon King." Nuonuo said softly.

Abigail snapped her fingers, "That's right. But the intelligence was blocked and the clues were broken. At this time, there was news in the hunter market, and several Chinese hybrids reported that they belonged to the King of Bronze and Fire.

"

"Can this kind of hybrid find clues to the Dragon King?" Xia Xian sneered, "Then it's time for the execution department to reflect on their capabilities."

"According to the "Ice Sea Fragment" records, the fiefdom of the King of Bronze and Fire is located in Northern Europe, and the first bronze city was built in the ice and snow of Northern Europe." Nono also said, "How could it be in China?"

"Your knowledge of dragon history is good, Nono," Abigail said, "but these records disappeared two thousand years ago. Some people say that the King of Bronze and Fire came to China."

"If it is really a clue to the Dragon King, how can the principal trust us with just a few?" Xia Xian asked curiously, "Two first-year students and a professor who teaches Tai Chi?"

The wolf listened silently behind him, and a huge amount of information was poured into his mind. He did not expect that as a bodyguard of the Lin family, he would now be listening to things about the Dragon King! He understood the world of hybrids, but he never thought about actually facing it.

Dragon, the Jinling Lin family manages one of the branches of the executive department, but has never had direct contact with the dragon clan.

So...is this really something he can listen to?!

But the three people in front of her didn't seem to avoid suspicion at all. Abigail suddenly picked up the phone and was talking to someone on it, whose name was the familiar "Principal Hilbert Jean Angers".

"Xia Xian, I have always been at ease with you." Ange's hearty voice came from the mobile phone, "Actually, I didn't know that you followed Abigail to BJ, but after knowing it, I decided to let you

I’m going to hand over this news related to the Dragon King.”

"Principal?!" Xia Xian's eyes widened, "Your trust in me is a bit too much!"

"Hello, principal." Nuonuo also greeted from the side.

"You are my student, although you have never responded to this directly," Angers laughed, "But relax, kid, I just want you to buy a piece of news about a hunter, let's not talk about the truth or falsehood for now...

..What’s more, Abigail beside you was one of the best specialists in the execution department at that time, Schneider’s right-hand man, what are you worried about?”

"I'm not worried." Xia Xian curled his lips. He was eager to get more clues about the Dragon King. Every new life of the Dragon King is destined to take away some key memories, not to mention that as the four kings, they will not know each other clearly.

Know where the other person is sleeping.

What's more, Fenrir's own disability made him live in confusion for a long time. Many things were more like instincts engraved in his blood. Xia Mi might know a little more than him.

Should I bring my sister here? Xia Xian reflected.

But he quickly denied this possibility, because he didn't want to be very close to Xia Mi in public. Both of them were named Xia, and their files were fictional realities. If the secret party accidentally discovered that something was wrong, they would

The problem between the two can be found out quickly.

Save their energy and let the guys from the execution department help them find clues about other dragon kings. This is also the plan that Xia Mi mentioned when they met that night. The power of purebloods comes from blood, and it has reached its peak. The only way to continue to strengthen is

Mixed with the blood of other pureblood dragons.

"That's it," Angers said a few things to note, "these hybrids are asking for 300,000 yuan. You need to wipe your eyes and listen to their words first. Although 300,000 yuan is nothing, I just don't

Like to be lied to."

The phone hangs up.
Chapter completed!