Chapter 17: The appearance of the dragon

So I’m Chen Chengyi? Another person knows me? I was puzzled and couldn’t help but think of the time in the deserted village when Xiao Chengqian couldn’t wait to challenge me, and then later came to Beijing to find me, acting as if he knew me very well.

Now there’s another Lin Chen? Do the people in this organization “love” me so much? Is this the reaction they have when they hear my name?

Master’s expression did not change, he was still calm. I guessed that he must know something about this. But if that was the case, how could Master say that he didn’t expect this organization to exist?

I was full of questions, but at this time, Master also spoke. He looked at the old man calmly and said, “It’s not impossible for you to fight me, but you have to wait for the other two clans to see the real deal.”

When Master said this, I was already staring at the chief shaman of the Moon Dam Miao tribe, but he didn’t make a move. It was Grandma Ling Qing who made the move. Wasn’t this supposed to be a matter between the shamans? How did it come to be that Grandma Ling Qing, a female shaman, was the one who made the move?

Grandma Ling Qing looked solemn, took out a strange-shaped musical instrument, which looked like a Hulusi but wasn’t. She put it to her mouth and began to blow a sound that resembled a baby’s cry. The way she closed her eyes also let me know that she was not only communicating with the instrument, but also with her whole body.

The sound of the instrument was not loud, and I couldn’t hear it at all when I wasn’t standing close to Grandma Lingqing. In the face of a dozen shamans on the stage, dancing and chanting together, it was hardly worth mentioning.

But Ling Qing’s actions made Master’s expression particularly “wonderful,” somewhat solemn, somewhat sad, and somewhat destined to accept. Master has always been lewd in my eyes, and I have never seen him look so serious. I couldn’t help but ask, “Master, what is Ling Qing doing?”

The master looked at me, sighed, and then said to me, “You’ll see. You’ll understand what the protection and concern of the girl are.”

I was silent, and this also mentioned the hidden pain in my heart. Why did Ruoxue have to be in the village? Why did a village have to rely on the protection of the girl?

The great witch of the Yueyan Miao village obviously knew about the entanglement between our master and apprentice and the two generations of witches in their village, and did not want us to be too sad. He came over and changed the subject with us: “It’s not that I don’t want to help, but the power of the battle will be depleted after a while, and the foundation of our village is obviously not as good as that of the Heiyan Miao village.

My master and I understood his intentions, nodded, and said nothing more. I looked intently at Grandma Ling Qing, but I noticed that someone had been following my every move with an unfriendly gaze. I turned around and glared at him fiercely.

The person staring at me was Lin Chen!

This person is strange. After saying that I am Chen Chengyi, he didn’t say anything else, just staring at me with a complex expression and a gloomy look in his eyes. I thought he would be as impatient as Xiao Chengqian and challenge me.

This is a problem with people in their organization.

The shaman from the Black Rock Miao Village was dancing faster and faster, and the incantation was getting more and more involved. I don’t really understand witchcraft, but I’ve seen it a few times and know that this is a sign that the spell is almost complete. Can Ling Qing’s grandmother stop it alone?

At this moment, a surprising change occurred. The place where we were fighting was on the lawn near Yueyan Lake. At this moment, I heard the sound of water.

It was the sound of waves crashing!

Not only me, but everyone else heard this sound, so someone couldn’t help but shine their flashlight on the surface of the lake. Then they saw a shocking scene. The surface of the lake was very calm at the moment, and large ripples began to appear, accompanied by the rolling of the waves, as if something big was about to come out.

I was also shocked. Yueyan Lake is Ruoxue’s favorite place. The lake has always been very calm, as calm as a mirror.

But Ruoxue once told me that Yueyan Lake was very special. Every year there used to be a big flood because there was a complex underground river that connected to the sea.

At the time, I laughed at her for saying that. I told her that Yunnan is the inland of the inland, so how could a lake be connected to the sea through an underground river?

Although I couldn’t explain perfectly why a lake in the interior would flood every year, I could only explain that the underground water accumulated too much due to the rain, causing the flood phenomenon.

Ruxue and I couldn’t argue with each other. She knew that under the influence of my master, I, as a Taoist monk, was relatively strict about things that could be explained by science. Moreover, she had also received higher education abroad. She just shook her head and said to me, “The underground world is complex and intricate, and the underground riverbeds are also winding and intertwined. Even the top geologists have not fully figured it out. This lake is connected to the sea by ancient legends, and there must be a reason for it.”

At this point, looking at the lake’s movements, how could I not think of this theory?

Everyone was staring at the lake, except for the shamans who were casting their spells. I glanced at everyone’s expressions, and they all looked very stressed. I also felt a sense of pressure inside, as if the whole person couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe for what was in the lake, wanting to worship it.

The master looked rather calm, but his expression was solemn. He looked at me and said, “The worship and affection of the Chinese people for a certain totem is engraved in their souls, even though it is not what they want to appear.”

Hearing my master’s words, my mood suddenly became excited. What else could the totem that we Chinese worship be? There is only one thing, and that is the dragon!

Could it be that I am going to see a dragon? In fact, I don’t doubt its existence. When I was a child, my brother and I discussed science, and he once revealed that in the secret specimen room there were the bones of some kind of creature.

But in Taoism, the dragon follows the wind and rain. If it really were a dragon, it would be raining cats and dogs and lightning would be flashing at this moment. The master also said that although it was not the dragon that was going to appear,

But even so, I couldn’t suppress my excitement. The water was already moving a lot, like a flood. The water was rising at a speed visible to the human eye, and at the same time, inexplicably, a strong wind was blowing where we were standing.

The old man Boqie from the Miao village of Heiyan was completely out of his mind, stamping his staff in his hand. But the great shaman from the Miao village of Yueyan shouted, “Stop! Enough! If you don’t stop, none of you will be able to get out alive.”

The old man over there obviously heard this, and his incantation slowed down, but he stubbornly continued. In his full concentration, he probably didn’t know about the changes outside, and he might have thought that the old man over here was influencing his mood.

But at that moment, a loud sound of water came from the Moon Dam Lake, and a large amount of lake water was also brought out. With a loud noise, the water fell from the sky, as if it were raining heavily. Those who were close to it were all drenched.

But no one spoke, no one dared to argue about anything. The entire venue was quiet, including the witch doctor and the old man who was performing witchcraft, who both stopped what they were doing and stood there in a daze.

Heavy breathing could be heard, and finally someone couldn’t help but yell, “What is that?”

“Oh my God, what am I seeing?”

I was also stunned and stood there, guessing things and seeing things with my own eyes. It really felt different. There was a huge figure standing in the lake. It had only emerged half of its body, but it made people feel an urge to worship.

The two horns are split into a dragon, and the single right angle is a dragon. I have no doubt, and I can’t doubt it. There is a large black dragon standing in the Yueyan Lake not far from me.

Its appearance is already very different from that of a snake, or even a snake spirit. The snake spirit has a crown on its head, but it definitely isn’t a horn. And this jiao even has a pair of claws below the seven-inch area.

My breathing became short, and my master, with his hands on his back, shouted at the Special Forces who were screaming over there, “What are you fussing about as a member of our department? You know the rules of the department, so I won’t say much.”

The old man Boqie from the Black Rock Miao Village muttered, “Poisonous Snake, this is a poisonous snake…”