I made myths

Chapter 6 The style a god should have

The pure white catkins were suspended in mid-air, without the blessing of the wind, nor the involvement of silk threads, just quietly suspended in front of Concubine Qiong.

"This is... catkins? How could there be catkins in Shennongjia?"

Concubine Qiong was puzzled. In her impression, there were no willow trees in Shennongjia, and even if there were, they were at the outermost periphery. It was impossible to float to this most central place.

And this willow catkin seems to have a spirituality, it will move with her movement, and it will always be suspended in front of her?
"Are you... the god of the tribe?"

She asked with some uncertainty, but saw Liu Xu flying towards a certain direction, and stopped three meters away from her. Every time she took a step, Liu Xu flew in that direction.

Concubine Qiong knew that maybe the god had heard her voice, and she allowed herself to see Him, and she didn't hesitate any longer, and followed Liu Xu closely.

The center of the dense primitive jungle is full of plants, which is an undeveloped land, and only a road stepped by primitive people can reach the location of the willows.

Wen Qian then guided her to that path, and within five or six minutes, a dazzling spot of light appeared in Concubine Qiong's field of vision, and as she moved forward, the spot of light continued to grow larger.

Finally, she stepped into the light, the warm sunlight shone on her body, and a strange fragrance rushed to her face, which calmed her mind and made her senses more sensitive.

I saw a scorched willow standing on the ground where the light was dazzling. It seemed lifeless, but it actually contained the divine power of thunder and flames. 99 green willow branches, carved like divine jade, are crystal clear and emit brilliant rays of light. They are connected together in the air, like a green galaxy appearing.

The breath of the willow tree is boundless, living in this land, but not being assimilated by the surrounding environment, but allowing the environment to adapt to its existence, absolutely and detached.

The small animals that should have fought each other peacefully coexisted under him, and they were more willing to abide by the rules set by the willow tree than the rules instinct set for them by the world.

"How is it possible? Such a creature shouldn't have appeared here... By the way, it is it! The thing that the world bred for itself! No wonder it is so powerful. I didn't expect the legend to be true..."

Concubine Qiong stared blankly at the willow tree, and there seemed to be an incomprehensible chanting voice in her ears that kept whispering, and the pure white mask in her hand fell to the ground unknowingly.

Her eyes were full of shock and bewilderment, and her slightly opened mouth made her heroic demeanor a little more stupid.

"Look stupid? I thought she would say hello to me indifferently. What a disappointment."

Wen Qian suddenly felt dull, and really understood the meaning of not being able to see one's appearance.

I thought that based on Concubine Qiong's appearance and temperament, she would be the kind of female general and strong woman who would remain graceful in the face of strong winds and waves, but it was a pity that she was just an ordinary person after all.

He didn't know himself at all, he didn't understand the power of the willow tree at all, or he had read too many novels, so he got used to seeing the willow tree from his own perspective.

Beside him, the old patriarch had been waiting for a long time. He glanced at Concubine Qiong's appearance, and immediately averted his gaze. His eyes felt hot. No wonder this person had to wear a mask all the time. It turned out that he was shameless.

To be honest, he has never seen such an ugly female, her face is so pale and inhuman, like the seductress in the stories that adults tell children.

But the other party is a partner of the tribe after all, bringing them a lot of benefits, he is very worried about her safety now, after all, showing such an appearance in front of Gui Mengyin is undoubtedly a kind of disrespectful offense.

Just when he was in a difficult situation, he felt his back being gently pushed, and turned his head to see that the willow branch of Guimengyin was urging him to leave.

"Sure enough, she offended Gui Mengyin."

The old patriarch felt ashamed and felt that he should not bring outsiders to disturb Guimengyin who was recuperating.

He quickly ran forward to urge Concubine Qiong to leave, his attitude was not as peaceful as usual, but a little more impatient.

This surprised Concubine Qiong, she had just arrived, why did she let her go?

The meeting she said was not what she meant on the surface, but she wanted to have a deep conversation.

However, she is just an outsider. The owner of this place has already issued an expulsion order, so it is not good for her to stay any longer.

"I will come again, and I won't take nothing with me next time."

She walked to the edge of the forest, and finally took a look at the willow tree in the center of the clearing. Unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She put on a mask under the urging of the old patriarch, and left without looking back.

Wen Qian watched the two leave, still observing with catkins, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Should this style be enough?"

Yes, compared to beauties, he still cares more about his own style, maintains a mysterious, high and proud fairy posture, this is what a salted fish should do.

However, Concubine Qiong's last look at him still made him a little hairy. People always yearn for things that are out of reach, trying to get close to have that unpredictable future.

"So who is she? Judging from her appearance and strength, she must be one of the best even among extraordinary powers. Maybe I need her power to help the wild people improve their strength."

After all, the people in the tribe were very kind to the willow tree and enshrined it as a god, so he naturally had to fulfill his responsibilities as a god.

However, although he is strong at the moment, there are many restrictions, as if the world is restricting his power.

"How to put it, it's like parents restricting their children. Although they protect their children's safety, they also suppress their talents in disguise."

For some reason, Wen Qian had such an idea in his mind. He absorbed the nutrients in the land, controlled the catkins to fly more carefully in the air, and listened to the old patriarch persuading Concubine Qiong.

"Do you know why Gui Meng drove you away?"

Concubine Qiong walked behind the old patriarch on the right, and put on the mask again on her face. She glanced at the old patriarch and shook her head.

This, on the contrary, calmed down the old patriarch who wanted to reprimand her harshly. This is also a child. Although he is not good-looking, he has a kind heart, and the transactions for the tribe are all fair and just.

Now that she has been driven away by Gui Mengyin and feels depressed, wouldn't it be too cruel to reprimand her again?

After thinking for a moment, he responded: "The mask is a good thing. It pulls everything to a balance line and brings the same feeling to anyone. I can only warn you so far."

"Is this...the meaning of telling me not to wear a mask?"

The face under the mask of Concubine Qiong frowned, she knew that wearing a mask would give people a feeling that this person is not trustworthy, that she is a shameful villain.

The fact that he just wore the mask and walked around in circles, and got Guimengyin's approval after taking it off also verified the fact.

But not wearing a mask would trouble her. She didn't like being stared at with disgusting eyes.

Although there are not many people like that, there are anyway. Most people can't help but look at something beautiful.

But she didn't like it, so she simply wore a mask all the time, so that she could hide her identity when she was doing shady things.

But now it seems that it is better not to wear a mask on important occasions, and when interpersonal communication is involved.

The detached figure of Willow appeared in her mind, and she thought to herself: "Seeing that He doesn't like people who hide and hide, next time you come here, you just don't wear a mask. After all, he is a holy spirit who doesn't distinguish between yin and yang. Outward things cover up."

"Besides, the people in this tribe have different aesthetics from those outside. Their fearful and disgusting eyes are much more comfortable."

After losing their thoughts, they had already returned to the tribe, the old patriarch returned to his house, Concubine Qiong and a team of more than 20 people walked towards the outside of Shennongjia.

After about five kilometers, they came to the foot of a high mountain in the inner circle of Shennongjia, and one of them was pointing on the mountain wall.

The next moment, the five-meter-high mountain wall sank back and moved to the right again, without making any sound during the whole process, and it was extremely smooth.

The hollowed-out mountain was exposed, and inside it was an internal laboratory with a sense of technology, pure white metal walls, various automated machinery, and countless people in scientific research uniforms doing their own work.

One of them, an ordinary-looking woman with short hair and black-rimmed glasses, came forward and asked with a teasing smile, "How is it? Have you seen the god you've been thinking about?"

Concubine Qiong ignored her, and her face under the mask did not fluctuate, she responded flatly: "No."

After finishing speaking, she was about to leave, but the woman grabbed her arm and asked with a look of "Why are you so boring" on her face:
"Your mother called again just now, asking you to quickly take over that tribe. Don't worry about the gods and gods. Once the missiles go down, everything will be equal. Now that the spiritual energy is about to recover, she is anxious to develop the core area of ​​Shennongjia."

"I'll talk to her." Concubine Qiong finally showed a hint of displeasure in her eyes, she responded coldly and returned to her room in the laboratory.

Push the door and enter, and you will see a world map hanging on the wall facing the door, with more than thirty locations scattered on the map.

She stepped forward, wiped off the sign marking the location of Shennongjia, and immediately dialed the phone number.

The quiet pure music rang for three seconds, and then the phone was connected. Before the other party could say anything, she said coldly, "Shennongjia, leave it alone, I have my own plans."

"..."

There was a silence on the other end of the phone, as if a cold breath had traveled thousands of miles from the other end of the phone to this end.

"For you to attach so much importance, it seems that Shennongjia really has something special. I can ignore it, but that thing must be firmly controlled by you, understand?"

The confident and majestic mature female voice came out, and the words carried an irresistible charm.

Concubine Qiong's tone remained unchanged, and she responded: "I will do it without you saying it, he must be mine."

"That's good. I still have a meeting. You can call your sister for me. I remember the name of the spiritual recovery point she went to? Yes, Wen Zhen, let her calm down and keep the town safe." , if it is really the first recovery in that place, don't let others get there first."

"know."

(End of this chapter)