"Oh my god! It's a dragon!"

"No, it's a dragon."

"A Jiaolong is also a dragon..."

The villagers bowed down and shouted to the Dragon God.

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Yun, haven't they seen your Ma family dragon?"

Ma Xiaoyun smiled sweetly, "Brother Lin, this village isn't usually haunted by demons, so my Ma family naturally doesn't have the opportunity to cast the Nine-Character Mantra."

"Well, let's go down!"

Lin Lang flew down to the ground with Ma Xiaoyun, and then picked up Shen Datong and the little zombie.

"Look, it's Xiaoyun!" a villager shouted.

"Haha, it turns out Xiaoyun met Lord Dragon God."

"The Dragon God has descended upon Majia Village. Our Majia Village is blessed."

The villagers said happily.

Lin Lang looked at the villagers kneeling on the ground and felt a headache.

"Get up!"

Since he was mistaken for the Dragon God, Lin Lang had no intention of explaining.

It’s even more tiring to explain, and the key is that the villagers may not believe it.

"Brother Lin, it's getting late. You should go to my place and rest for a night. Dana always talks about you!" Ma Xiaoyun looked at Lin Lang expectantly.

Lin Lang looked at the sky and nodded.

"Black Dragon, shrink a little. We are staying here tonight."

"roar!"

The black dragon circled upwards and suddenly turned into a small snake, coiling around Lin Lang's shoulder.

The villagers saw this scene, which further strengthened their belief that Lin Lang was the Dragon God.

"Grandma!"

Ma Xiaoyun suddenly became happy and hurried towards the crowd.

Lin Lang looked over curiously, the corner of his mouth twitching.