The sudden strong wind and the blood droplets on it made Lu Qingjiu uneasy. Bai Yuehu, who was supposed to return from the fields at around 10:00 every day, was nowhere to be seen. Lu Qingjiu felt something was amiss and called Bai Yuehu on his phone, only to discover that Bai Yuehu had left her phone at home when she left for the fields.
"Qingjiu, what's wrong?" Yin Xun asked in confusion when he saw Lu Qingjiu's increasingly anxious expression.
"It's okay..." Lu Qingjiu thought for a moment, but still didn't tell him what had just happened. He said, "I'm going to pick some vegetables from the fields. You go wash them first."
Yin Xun was stunned when he heard this: "Picking vegetables? What other vegetables do you need? Otherwise, I'll go..."
But before he could finish his words, Lu Qingjiuren had already walked to the door, pushed it open and walked out.
Lu Qingjiu walked along the path towards the field. There was an uneasy atmosphere in the air, which made Lu Qingjiu quicken his pace and even jog.
A few minutes later, he finally reached his own field, only to gasp at the sight. The field was empty, devoid of any trace of the White Moon Fox. It would have been fine if it were just that, but there was a striking bloodstain in the ground, stinging Lu Qingjiu's eyes.
"Bai Yue Fox, Bai Yue Fox!" Lu Qingjiu called Bai Yue Fox's name while looking around, but he still couldn't see Bai Yue Fox. Just when he was getting more and more anxious, a hand gently pressed on his shoulder.
Lu Qingjiu's heart tightened. Turning around, he saw a familiar face—his grandfather, the imprisoned black dragon. Although his eyes were closed, his gentle expression gave Lu Qingjiu the feeling of being watched.
"Hello... hello." Lu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't know the dragon's name, but he felt that calling him grandpa was too abrupt.
Prisoner Dragon nodded, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling. He pointed his hand into the distance, and then pointed at the pool of black blood next to him that was about to solidify.
Lu Qingjiu miraculously understood what he meant, and he hurriedly asked: "Do you know where Bai Yuehu went? Is he okay? Is he injured?"
Prisoner Dragon didn't say anything, but reached out and grabbed Lu Qingjiu's arm. Before Lu Qingjiu could react, he felt dizzy and then seemed to be taken up into the sky. The feeling of weightlessness lasted only a moment, and soon, Lu Qingjiu found himself leaving Shuifu Village and arriving in a completely different place.
The place was full of jagged rocks and was surrounded by thick white fog. Only a tall mountain in the distance broke through the fog and soared into the sky. Its majestic and magnificent appearance caught Lu Qingjiu's attention.
The moment he saw the mountain, Lu Qingjiu was certain he had been here before. This was the White Moon Fox's territory. When the heavy rain hit Shuifu Village, the White Moon Fox had taken him and Yin Xun here for refuge. He just didn't know what his grandfather meant by bringing him here.
"Is Bai Yuehu here?" Lu Qingjiu asked tentatively.
Grandpa nodded slightly and pointed to the tall mountain.
Lu Qingjiu looked up and vaguely saw something in the mist. The next moment, Lu Qingjiu recalled the scene he had seen here before. If he remembered correctly, the last time he came here, he had seen a huge black dragon wandering around the mountain. However, because the distance was too far and the mist was too thick, Lu Qingjiu didn't see it clearly and the black dragon had already disappeared.
Lu Qingjiu originally thought that what he saw this time would be similar to what he saw last time, but what he didn't expect was that before he even saw the black dragon, he heard the sounds of several giant creatures colliding, accompanied by the hissing and roaring of wild beasts.
Lu Qingjiu's eardrums ached from the sound, and he was stunned. In the sky, he saw the black dragon he had seen earlier and another dragon engaged in a fierce battle. The two dragons, similar in shape, circled and undulated around the towering mountain. The violent collision of their claws and horns produced a resounding sound of metal clashing with stone, shaking the entire world.
Lu Qingjiu was stunned by the magnificent scene. He had never seen dragons fighting before. At this moment, two dragons were fighting fiercely in front of him. Their huge bodies occasionally crashed into the mountain peaks, and the ground shook. The clouds were stirred into whirlpools, and rocks kept falling, as if the sky was about to collapse.
The two dragons fighting each other were a black dragon and a dark red dragon. Although the two dragons looked roughly the same, there were some differences in details. For example, the red dragon's body was shorter, its neck was very long, and its scales were also a dull red, which looked completely different from the black dragon.
However, the red dragon seemed no match for the black dragon. Initially, the two dragons fought back and forth, but as time passed, the red dragon's body bore many hideous wounds, most of which were inflicted by the black dragon's sharp claws. While the black dragon also bore wounds, its condition was much better than the red dragon's. At least from Lu Qingjiu's perspective, none of the wounds were fatal. Lu Qingjiu had only seen a portion of the White Moon Fox's scales before, but he remembered that his vixen's scales were black. So, seeing the black dragon gain the upper hand, he felt a slight sense of relief.
Seeing that it was no match for the black dragon, the red dragon turned and tried to flee, but was bitten on the neck by the black dragon. Whether it was an illusion or something real, Lu Qingjiu heard a subtle sound of bones breaking in his ears when he saw this scene. Then the red dragon let out a shrill roar, and its head was separated from its body. Its head was bitten by the black dragon's mouth, and its body fell from the sky into the endless abyss.
Lu Qingjiu's heart trembled when he saw this. The grandfather who brought him here gently pressed his shoulders, as if to comfort him.
"What... is going on?" Lu Qingjiu couldn't help but ask.
Grandpa gently held Lu Qingjiu's hand and wrote on his palm: "This is a polluted dragon."
Lu Qingjiu asked: "Contaminated?"
Grandpa continued writing: "Every dragon can be polluted."
"What's the difference between a polluted dragon and a normal dragon?" Lu Qingjiu felt his mind was full of confusing mysteries.
Grandpa wrote: "A polluted dragon will only want to destroy what they hold most dear."
Lu Qingjiu felt the strokes of his grandfather's fingers on his palm, but he was stunned. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at his grandfather. His voice trembled involuntarily as he said, "Did you eat my parents?"
He wanted a negative answer so much, but he was destined to be disappointed.
Grandpa was silent for a moment, and a trace of pain that was difficult to conceal seemed to appear on his face. Then he nodded slowly but firmly.
Lu Qingjiu froze completely. His hand was still held by his grandfather, and he could feel the warmth of his grandfather's fingertips, but the answer was so clear that he couldn't even deceive himself.
"Why?" Lu Qingjiu's voice trembled a little.
"Sorry." Grandpa just wrote these two words slowly.
"Why did you eat them?" Lu Qingjiu grabbed his sleeve and asked loudly, "Aren't they... your children?"
Grandpa was silent.
Lu Qingjiu wanted to continue asking questions, but he heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him. He turned his head and saw an acquaintance he had met before in the thick fog - Zhu Rong, who was called the Executioner by Bai Yuehu.
Zhu Rong, with red hair, stood in the thick fog, staring at his grandfather quietly. He said, "Long time no see, Ao Run."
Ao Run is my grandfather's name.
When Zhu Rong called his name, he smiled slightly, his smile was gentle. It was completely unimaginable that he was the monster that ate Lu Qingjiu's parents.
"Lu Qingjiu, come here." Zhu Rong waved to Lu Qingjiu.
Lu Qingjiu looked hesitant, not knowing what to do, but he felt Ao Run patting him gently on the back, indicating that he should go to Zhu Rong's side.
Lu Qingjiu looked back at him. Ao Run seemed to feel his gaze. He lowered his head and gently bumped his forehead against Lu Qingjiu's.
The movement was very light, but Lu Qingjiu felt a burning sensation on the spot where his forehead was hit. Puzzled, he reached out his hand and touched his forehead, then heard Zhu Rong urging him again: "Lu Qingjiu, come here quickly."
Lu Qingjiu hesitantly walked forward slowly, looking at Ao Run while walking to Zhu Rong's side.
"Stay away from him." After making sure that Lu Qingjiu had left Ao Run, Zhu Rong issued a warning in a voice as cold as ice.
Ao Run didn't mind Zhu Rong's bad attitude. Instead, his smile became even brighter. But Lu Qingjiu noticed that his originally black hair began to turn into a dazzling red from the roots. The red spread very quickly. Almost in an instant, Ao Run's long black hair turned into a bright red like blood.
"Hide behind." Zhu Rong said to Lu Qingjiu.
Although Lu Qingjiu didn't understand what was going on, he knew something was wrong when he saw Zhu Rong's serious expression. He took a few steps back, walked behind Zhu Rong, and cast a worried look at the two of them.
Zhu Rong said: "Don't do it here."
Ao Run smiled, a different smile from before. With red hair, his smile was arrogant and evil. He opened his mouth and uttered a hoarse voice in front of Lu Qingjiu's stunned gaze: "Long time no see."
Zhu Rong said nothing, just stared at him coldly.
Ao Run said, "And my dear grandson." He turned to Lu Qingjiu and said, "Look, I escaped from there just for you, didn't I?"
Lu Qingjiu was frightened by his change and took a step back.
Zhu Rong was unmoved, as if he had already expected such a situation to happen to Ao Run. He waved his hand, and a spear made of fire appeared in his palm. Then he raised his chin towards Ao Run and pointed at the sky shrouded in black fog.
Ao Run nodded slightly, and his figure flashed as he flew into the sky.
Zhu Rong followed closely behind, and the two of them flew into the dark sky.
As he flew into the air, Ao Run turned back into his original form, but unlike the black dragon that Lu Qingjiu saw in the deep pit, Ao Run's scales now turned blood red, his eyes were still black and empty, and his dragon horns were sawed off, but these injuries did not affect his majestic dragon image. The human-shaped Zhu Rong was as small as an ant in front of him.
With a "bang", the man and the dragon made the first collision, and red flames erupted from where the two were fighting, dyeing the dark sky a bright red.
Lu Qingjiu couldn't bear to turn his eyes away, but soon he was forced to close them because the color of the flames was too bright, stinging his eyes and even causing tears to flow. However, even with his eyes closed, the huge crashing sound continued in his ears. Lu Qingjiu sat on the ground, unable to see anything, but he could feel the earth shaking, as if the whole world was about to collapse.
Without support, Lu Qingjiu felt increasingly uneasy. After a fierce collision, he reached out to grab something, but was instead embraced by a warm embrace. A low breathing sound came from behind him, and Lu Qingjiu sensed a familiar breath. He relaxed and called softly, "Moon Fox?"
Bai Yuehu's voice came from behind, with a hint of gloom: "Who brought you here?"
"My grandpa." Lu Qingjiu said, "What's wrong?"
White Moon Fox: "You know, right?"
Lu Qingjiu was slightly stunned before he realized what Bai Yuehu was talking about. He couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that at this time, Bai Yuehu was still entangled in the fact that his original form had been seen. Helpless and a little sad, he pretended to be confused: "Know what?"
White Moon Fox: "Didn't you see it?"
Lu Qingjiu lied calmly: “I just arrived.”
"Oh." Bai Yuehu finally relaxed. He rested his head on Lu Qingjiu's shoulder, his breath spraying into Lu Qingjiu's ear. "Let's go."
Lu Qingjiu said, "They are still fighting up there, aren't you going to help?"
Bai Yuehu said, "Zhu Rong can handle it."
“Hmm…” Lu Qingjiu was still a little worried. Although the changes in his grandfather frightened him, he still didn’t quite believe that his grandfather would devour his parents. “He admitted with his own mouth that he ate my parents.”
Bai Yuehu said, "He admitted it before."
Lu Qingjiu: "Then why do you..."
Bai Yuehu's voice was a little muffled: "I just don't believe it."
Lu Qingjiu: “…”
White Moon Fox: "I don't believe that the dragons guarding the Water Palace would do such a thing."
Lu Qingjiu felt a little sad. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. He just reached out and touched Bai Yuehu's hair, and said softly, "Okay, let's go."
Bai Yuehu directly picked up Lu Qingjiu horizontally. Lu Qingjiu uttered an "ah" and said a little embarrassedly: "I can walk by myself."
"You can't see, can't you?" Bai Yuehu said, "I'll carry you."
Lu Qingjiu: "...Okay."
Bai Yuehu then embraced Lu Qingjiu, and the two slowly left the alien world. Lu Qingjiu could hear the sound in the sky getting farther and farther away, until it finally disappeared completely. However, the burning sensation in his eyes continued, along with the same feeling on his forehead where Ao Run had touched him. Lu Qingjiu had initially thought it was nothing serious, but when he returned home and saw Yin Xun, Yin Xun screamed in horror, "Lu Qingjiu, what's that on your forehead?!"
Lu Qingjiu couldn't see anything and asked blankly, "What?" He stretched out his hand to touch his head, but Bai Yuehu grabbed his hand and said, "Don't touch it."
"What's wrong with my forehead?" Lu Qingjiu obviously noticed something was wrong.
"I was a little injured." said Bai Yuehu.
"Injured?" Lu Qingjiu was a little skeptical, "I'm not hurt."
Bai Yuehu said: "...It will be fine in a while."
Lu Qingjiu said, "Don't lie to me, what's wrong with my forehead?" If his eyes weren't still hurting, he would have gone to the bathroom to check it out himself.
"Yin Xun, come and tell me." Bai Yuehu didn't say anything, so Lu Qingjiu wanted Yin Xun to answer.
Yin Xun hesitantly said: "Nothing... nothing..."
Lu Qingjiu was a little angry because he was kept in the dark: "Hey, I mean, I'm not made of glass, what's so unacceptable? If there's something wrong with my body, can you just tell me directly?"
Bai Yuehu was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Do you really want to know?"
Lu Qingjiu: "Of course."
Bai Yuehu said, "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qingjiu felt him raise his hand. Then, he felt an extremely subtle touch on his forehead, which made him cry out involuntarily, "Ah! What!" This touch was simply difficult to describe in words, as if it had directly touched his soul. He trembled all over and fell limply into Bai Yuehu's arms.
Bai Yuehu said, "Give me your hand."
Lu Qingjiu trembled and said, "What..."
Before Lu Qingjiu could react, he felt Bai Yuehu grab his hand and then bring it to his forehead. Bai Yuehu also gently reminded him: "Be gentle."
Lu Qingjiu finally touched the thing on his forehead - it turned out to be two small dragon horns. They were not very smooth, and seemed to have some tiny scales. This was not the point. The point was that he felt something was not right when he touched his forehead. The dragon horns actually had a sense of touch, and were very sensitive. Even he trembled when he touched it, not to mention being touched like Bai Yuehu just now.
"That's enough." Lu Qingjiu quickly stopped, feeling that his soul would fly out of his body if he continued touching.
Bai Yuehu asked, "How do you feel?"
Lu Qingjiu: "Don't, don't touch this thing."
White Moon Fox: "Can you accept it?"
Lu Qingjiu said, "Haven't I known for a long time that I have dragon blood? Since I have dragon blood, it's not surprising that I have horns." He said so, and used this argument to comfort himself, "Wait a minute, have these horns always been growing on my head?"
White Moon Fox: "It will disappear. Your grandfather and you share a bloodline, which has stimulated the dragon part of you. It should disappear after a while."
Lu Qingjiu: “Oh…” He finally felt relieved. If the dragon horn didn’t disappear, wouldn’t he have to stay in Shuifu Village and not be able to go out?
Yin Xun said beside him, "Oh my god, are you guys okay? I just went to the field and saw nothing but a pool of blood. I thought something happened to you two."
"I'm fine." Lu Qingjiu said, "Yuehu, are you hurt?"
Bai Yuehu said, "It's a minor injury."
Lu Qingjiu was relieved. After about an hour, the burning sensation in his eyes gradually faded and he could see the surroundings again. After regaining his vision, the first thing Lu Qingjiu did was rush to the bathroom and look at the dragon horn on his forehead in the mirror.
The dragon horns were completely different from the majestic dragon horns of the White Moon Fox. They were small and grew on both sides of Lu Qingjiu's forehead. If her bangs were a little longer, they would probably not be visible.
Lu Qingjiu watched for a while and couldn't help but stretched out his finger to poke it again, and almost poked himself to the ground.
The touch of the dragon horn was so subtle that Lu Qingjiu had never felt anything like it before. After thinking for a moment, he took out the dragon horn necklace that Bai Yuehu had given him, raised it up, and compared it to his head.
Hmm... it seems that there is really a big difference. Lu Qingjiu thought, when can I see the real body of the White Moon Fox? By the way, the dragon horn of an adult dragon should feel better. Thinking of this, he actually started to get excited.
"Moon Fox, are the dragon horns of all dragons so sensitive?" Lu Qingjiu asked Bai Yuehu curiously.
"Only young dragons' horns are more sensitive," White Moon Fox said. "An adult dragon's horns are just weapons. They don't feel anything."
Lu Qingjiu raised his eyes: "Is this the horn of a young dragon?"
Bai Yuehu's expression was a little strange: "You haven't changed your horns before, so naturally they are young dragon horns."
"Is there still a chance to change?" Lu Qingjiu asked.
Bai Yuehu looked carefully and said, "Maybe there is more... I can't say for sure."
Lu Qingjiu said "oh" and thought that if possible, it would be better to change it as soon as possible, otherwise this dragon horn is his lifeline, and he will become weak once touched.
Bai Yuehu didn't comment on Lu Qingjiu's idea, but his expression was a little indescribably subtle from beginning to end. When Lu Qingjiu asked him what was wrong, he refused to say.
Although he came back, Lu Qingjiu was still worried about the situation of Zhu Rong and Ao Run. It was probably in the evening when he saw Zhu Rong, but he did not see his grandfather.
Zhu Rong walked in from outside the yard, his whole body filled with murderous aura. There was a scar on his cheek, which looked like it was scratched by a dragon's claw.
Bai Yuehu asked, "How is it?"
"Let him get away." Zhu Rong said with a serious expression.
Bai Yuehu frowned slightly.
Ao Run was captured before because he wanted to be captured. As the Dragon King, if he really wanted to escape, no one would be able to do anything to him.
Zhu Rong glanced at Lu Qingjiu who was sitting next to him and asked casually, "Why did you give birth to a dragon horn?"
Lu Qingjiu said: “I don’t want to either… My grandpa touched my forehead and the dragon horn came out.”
Zhu Rong didn't really care about it. He nodded and said, "Protect it carefully and don't let anyone else touch it."
Lu Qingjiu was stunned: "What will happen if I touch it?"
Zhu Rong was about to answer when Bai Yuehu slapped him on the shoulder. Bai Yuehu's force made him swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He glanced at Bai Yuehu, then at Lu Qingjiu, and obviously understood something. He said, "It's okay, I'm just a little sensitive to touch."
Lu Qingjiu watched the interaction between the two and felt that it would be a miracle if he believed it: "Hey, what's going on? Tell me."
Zhu Rong's expression gradually became ferocious: "I said it's okay - I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." He broke free from Bai Yuehu's hand, turned around and left, his movements done in one go, without paying any attention to Lu Qingjiu's shouts.
Lu Qingjiu watched Zhu Rong leave suspiciously, then turned to look at his own innocent-looking vixen.
"White Moon Fox." Lu Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the White Moon Fox. "Why can't others touch this young dragon horn?"
Bai Yuehu blinked: "I don't know."
Lu Qingjiu: "Don't know? How could you not know?"
Bai Yuehu said confidently: "I am just a little vixen, how could I know about the dragon clan?"
Lu Qingjiu: “…” He couldn’t refute it.
The author has something to say: Bai Yue Fox: I am such a cute vixen.
Lu Qingjiu: I really shot myself in the foot.
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