Chapter 12: Dragon's small weakness

Vera abruptly pulled off the small tree on one side, then cheered, and then lowered her head, biting the rope tied to her leg, and then slowly stood up.
　　 "I see how you run~!" She growled in a low voice, staring at Lorraine closely, her blue eyes full of angry flames. The flame was so fierce that it could burn the opponent into powder.
　　 She roared, then leaned down slightly and rushed towards Lorraine.
　　 Lorraine hurriedly reached out and touched her waist, but she felt empty. Only then did he realize that his firecrackers had been thrown out.
　　 At this time, Vera rushed towards him with heavy steps.
　　 One step, two steps... getting closer and closer.
　　 Lorraine saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then he gritted his teeth and reached out to find a cloth bag. He took a handful of something in it. Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and sent to Vera.
　　Vera saw a piece of white crystals flying towards her, and suddenly an instinctive disgust came to her heart. She screamed, hurriedly shoved her wings over her head like a knife, and shrank her body into a ball.
　　 Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and said in his heart: ‘This thing really works~! ’
　　 His heart hanging in the air also fell.
　　Vera peeked out from under the wings, and found that those small things were not what she thought, she immediately regained her spirit, took her wings away, and shouted angrily: "You villain..."
　　 said, he must stand up.
　　 Lorraine hurriedly threw it over again.
　　Vera knew that there was no danger to herself, but she was still conditioned, and she screamed again and shrank her body into a ball.
　　 Lorraine grabbed another hand in his pocket, and then shouted to Vera: "Quit surrender, or I will really make you look good."
　　Vera saw Lorraine and would throw it again, and she didn't simply stand up anymore, just staring at Lorraine through the gap in her wings. But he still yelled unconvinced in his mouth: "You wait, there will always be a time when you finish throwing. At that time, don't blame me for being polite. I will definitely tear you... and tear you to pieces."
　　 Lorraine shook the thing in his hand, and said suddenly: "I'll wait until you can stand up."
　　 At this time, a voice next to him said mechanically: "Lord, what is the bottom of your hand? Why is that dragon so afraid?"
　　 Lorraine replied casually, quietly, "This is just rice."
　　 He glanced sideways, and then said, "Firro, why did you come out? I thought you ran away."
　　 Ferro did not answer, but asked: "Rice? How could the dragon be afraid of that kind of thing?"
　　 Lorraine stared at Vera on the opposite side, not daring to relax. Seeing that she wanted to stand up again, she threw it over again, so that Vera screamed, but shrank into a ball again.
"This is the advantage of reading more." He replied neatly: "Dragons are not afraid of rice. But don't forget, dragons have hard as iron scales and are invulnerable to swords and guns. This is its advantage. But it is also its shortcoming."
　　 "Disadvantages?"
　　 "Not bad." Lorraine replied proudly: "Have you heard of the rhino bird?"
　　 (read affectionately in Mandarin spoken by the standard animal world narrator, as a voiceover:
　　On the vast African savannah, there is an animal named rhino. Its skin is thick, like wearing an invulnerable armor, with a long horn as big as the mouth of its head, any beast will be ruined by it. It is said that when rhinos initiate sex, let alone lions, even elephants have to avoid three points. But this rough guy has become friends with the thrush-shaped rhino bird. Why is that?
　　 It turned out that although the skin of a rhinoceros is thick, but the skin folds are tender and thin. Some ectoparasites and blood-sucking mosquitoes take advantage of the weakness and pierce their mouthparts from here to the rhino's blood.
　　 The rhinoceros is itchy and painful, but there is no other good way to get rid of these nasty pests, except to put mud on the body to prevent these insect bites. Rhinoceros birds are good at catching insects. They land on the backs of rhinos in groups, constantly pecking at the pests that try to rhino blood. The rhino is comfortable, and naturally welcomes these flying friends to help. )
　　 Feuerbach replied: "I know."
　　 At this time, Bardo also emerged from the other side. As he walked, he asked mechanically: "So, the dragon should also be afraid of pests. But why is it afraid of rice?"
Lorraine saw that his pace was a little stiff, but he didn't care. Instead, he cursed: "You fellow, what do you know. This secret, only like Master, I have read such elegant and simple literature like "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio" Artists will know. Don’t even think about it, what does rice look like?"
He paused, seeing Bardo's expressionless face, he had to answer boringly: "Rice looks like maggots. The dragon is most afraid of maggots. It will pass through the gaps in the dragon's scales and get under the skin. They multiply there in large numbers. But because of their hard scales, dragons will have nothing to do with them. Are they safe?"
　　 After he finished the whisper of the bird, he felt something was wrong, and looked back at the two helpers carefully, and said: "It's strange to say, why do you look different from usual. It's like a zombie with a cerebral thrombosis?"
　　 Lorraine had just finished speaking when he saw the two of them grinning weirdly at him. There was a ghost in the smile, which made the skin tremble and the back of the head chilled.
　　 Then, without waiting for Lorraine to react. The two of them fell straight to the ground like a stone tablet. Two wisps of black smoke rose slowly from them like a poisonous snake choosing people to eat.
　　 Lorraine couldn't help being taken aback, and hurriedly took a step back.
At this moment, I heard a voice in mid-air: "Jie Jie Jie..., I finally understand. No wonder the dragon clan will return to the dragon tomb before dying, no wonder they all cremated the corpse of their companions. That's the case. They are afraid that deadly maggots will grow on their bodies."
　　 "I really didn't expect the sacred dragon clan, the powerful dragon clan actually has such a fatal weakness. It's great. Jie Jie..."
　　 The sound was like a nail scraping on the glass, sharp and harsh, making people feel the scalp exploded after hearing it.
　　 Lorraine looked at Vera and found that she was also inexplicable. The two (dragons) spontaneously looked into the air.
　　 The two (dragons) were shocked at the same time, and found that from an unknown time, the originally bright sunshine had been covered by dark clouds, and the surrounding area was enveloped by a miserable gray mist. The mist kept rolling around as if there was life, and faintly, there were screams and wailing of ghosts and wolves.
A black figure floated gently in the air. He was wearing a torn black robe with a torn hood over his head, just showing a face full of rotten meat, but there were no eyeballs in the eye area, only two. A Hessian black hole, but in the depths of the black hole, there were two faint green phosphorous fires that couldn't help beating.
　　 Outside of the robe, the parts that should have been hands are all dense white bones. At the same time, there are continuous strands of black smoke coming out of his body. It's daunting.
　　 The two (dragons) saw this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com completely forgot the battle between each other, and slowly got together without knowing it. They didn't react until they touched the other's body, looked at each other, and hurriedly separated.
　　 Lorraine swallowed hard, and a sting came from his throat. Only then did he realize that his throat was already dry and sore. He settled down and asked, "This hero, what is the sacredness of your old man?"
"Jie, Jie Jie... I almost forgot to introduce myself." The dark figure saw the two of them being shocked by him, and couldn't help but smirked twice, then leaned slightly and said: "The Dark Council The three senators, the great necromancer, and the manipulator of death Edwood, Dr. Kelly hereby greets the two."
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　　 Fatty Dragon
　　 Out of words: "Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio" (Volume 10) Chapter 2
　　Original: King Shiyu of Jiaozhou went to Ryukyu. When the boat was traveling in the sea, a giant dragon suddenly fell from Yunji, causing the water to rise several feet high. The dragon is half-floating and half-sinking, raising its head up, and nodding with a boat; its eyes are half-bearing, and it is mournful. I am afraid of closing the boat and dare not move less. The boatman said: "The tired dragon is raining on this day." Wang Xuan asked above. Burn the incense and wish it together, and then pass away leisurely. As the boat travels, another dragon falls like before. Every day three or four. After another day, the boat people prepared more white rice, and said: "It is not far to go to Qingshuitan. If you see it, but the rice is in the water, there is no sound." Russia went to one place, and the water was clear. There are groups of dragons, five colors, like basins and urns, all of them fall down. There are meanders, scaly claws, and countable. The gods and souls were lost, closed their breath and eyes, not only did not dare to peep, and could not move. Only the people of the boat hold the rice and scatter themselves. After a long time, the sea waves will be dark, and there will be people who scream. Because of the question of throwing rice, he replied: "The dragon fears maggots and fears to enter its armor. White rice-like maggots, so the dragon sees the maggot, and the boat goes on it, but it is harmless.