Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 128

In front of the door of the Ice Palace, under the lintel, I saw Weiliu, a Miao girl, wearing a cherry red pleated skirt and a snow-white mink cape, with her head slightly shrunk, her face blushing from the cold.

As soon as she entered the hall, she widened her eyes and looked at the group of monsters in the hall.

Those cave gods with animal heads and human bodies and hideous faces did not stop her eyes at all, until Jian Shui's eyes reflected a young Daoist shadow, and then she quietly stopped.

"I am late, I hope all the cave gods will forgive me!"

Amuer, the head of the Three Corpse Sect, Master Weili, looked around, and made a slight gesture of blessing.

"Sister, you're being polite. It's still early, why would you say you're late? Take your seat quickly!"

The red pheasant replied with a smile.

It's not that she and Amu'er are close friends, but she has always treated the Three Corpses faction with great courtesy.

Amur nodded in satisfaction, and sat down at a table that was closer to the door, without arguing or grabbing, the situation was calm.

Today is purely to open the eyes of disciple Wei Li.

Also let all the evil spirits get to know Wei Li, so as not to cause a misunderstanding someday, and it will not end well.

At this time, Wei Li also knelt down obediently behind the master, looking at Mo Chuan sitting in the front of the hall, feeling a little happy and aggrieved at the same time.

Too far.

One sat in the depths of the temple, and the other sat at the gate of the temple.

The crystal clear ice bricks reflected the light of the fire in the hall, as if the nine-day Milky Way separated the two.

Weili was complaining a little, and there was a faint noise of "snowing" outside the hall.

At this moment, Mo Chuan stood up suddenly, cupped his hands and said, "Let's talk first, I'll go out and enjoy the snow!"

As he spoke, he walked to the outside of the hall, and when he passed the Amor case, his eyes slanted slightly, and he glanced at Wei Li meaningfully.

This glance made Weili flustered, and quickly lowered her head, but the rouge pink overflowed her neck uncontrollably, her eyes were slightly drunk, and lingering ripples appeared in the sea of ​​her heart.

After a while, she raised her head shyly and glanced around, seeing that no one was paying attention, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She suppressed her temper, waited for a while, and then whispered: "Master, this disciple wants to go out to get some air."

Amur tilted his head slightly, and asked concerned: "But can't you bear the evil spirit in the palace?"

Weili said: "Yes."

Amur said: "Go, don't go too far, the cave god in the temple recognizes you, and those beasts that don't come into the world don't recognize you."

Wei Li quickly nodded: "Hey!"

After leaving the main hall, she looked around and saw Mo Chuan standing on the railing not far away, looking at the snowflakes in the sky.

Wei Li bit his lip, hesitated a little, and walked over.

"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, Happy New Year's Eve!" Wei Li approached, pretending to meet by chance.

"Well, happy new year, I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist here." Mo Chuan turned his head, his expression seemed to be smiling, but there was a trace of imperceptible seriousness in his eyes.

"Master brought me here to open my eyes and see the world." Weili hurriedly explained, raised his head and glanced at Mo Chuan, then his eyes fell aside.

"What's so good about a group of evil spirits? Maybe they will eat people for meat."

"Ah?" Wei Li covered her mouth in surprise, and leaned towards Mo Chuan with a look of fear.

It was only when he saw the smile on Mo Chuan's face that he was suddenly deceived, and he stomped his feet angrily and said, "Aren't you lying to me?"

Mo Chuan laughed: "I believe it all. If those monsters made up more elaborate lies, wouldn't you be sold by them and give you money back?"

Wei Li was a little annoyed and said: "No way! If you didn't say it... the ghosts would believe it!"

After the sound fell, he didn't hear Mo Chuan speak for a while, and turned his head to look, only to see Mo Chuan looking at the heavy snow in the sky, dazed.

Blossoming snowflakes fell on his head, dyeing the white hairpin bun.

——If he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as graying together in this life.

This scene made Weili think of this poem subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and a small indescribable joy faintly arose in his heart.

"That... I heard that you like alchemy?"

"Ah, so be it."

"Hey, you keep this elixir, don't thank me, if you really want to thank me, just give me the first batch of elixir."

Wei Li suddenly stuffed something into Mo Chuan's hands.

The icy skin and jade skin feel to the touch, with a touch of coolness.

Mo Chuan raised his hand and saw that it was a delicate folded silk cloth, on which he could faintly see tiny characters.

"So thank you, fellow daoist."

"You're welcome."

Wei Li turned his head and looked at the gathering of monsters outside the hall, a little afraid to face Mo Chuan.

"Miss Weili, can you help me with something?" Mo Chuan suddenly whispered.

"Huh?" Wei Li turned his head, a little surprised.

"Pindao happened to meet a fellow Taoist in the hall today, and he wanted to give some pills as a gift, but he forgot that the pills have been stored in Xiaoqing, the steward of the cave, can you get them for me?" Mo Chuan stared at Wei Li's eyes Mou Road.

"No problem." Wei Li looked at Mo Chuan's expression and subconsciously nodded in response.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. This magical sword is called evil spirits. It is injected with Yuan Qi, and it can swallow the sword light! If the girl does not dislike it, I will give it to the girl for self-defense. Well, if you are in danger, remember to burn this incense. Recite the name of the poor Taoist silently, and the poor Taoist will naturally know."

Mo Chuan grasped at the void, pulled out the evil-dispelling sword and a few sticks of incense and handed them over.

"This, isn't this your portable fairy sword?" Wei Li was startled when she saw this magical sword, because she had seen Mo Chuan roast rabbits with this sword.

"It's okay, just accept it!" Mo Chuan said.

"Okay, okay!" Wei Li lowered his head, his neck was filled with blush, and he didn't know what to think of.

"Hurry up and go back, New Year's Eve is about to begin." Mo Chuan said, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly, and a stream of Yuan Qi poured into Wei Li's body.

After climbing up, Wei Li felt as light as a swallow, and nodded quickly: "Yes, I'll be right back."

Saying that, he ran out of the Moon Bai Lake, and with the blessing of the climbing technique, he disappeared among the monsters in the ice lake in the blink of an eye.

Mo Chuan watched Wei Li go away, and after a long time, he turned and returned to the hall.

At this time, the last ray of light on the edge of the sky sinks into the horizon, and the bright moon rises slowly, echoing the moon worship lake.

At this point, the annual Hakka prelude - New Year's Eve, officially begins.

The main hall in the middle of the lake suddenly rises up one after another, but it is the lake water that gushes up, and then condenses into ice. From a distance, it looks like icicles reaching the sky, rising from the ground.

The ice crystals that make up the main hall are becoming more and more transparent, making the evil and evil priests in the hall seem to be flying through the void.

"The end of the year is approaching, pay homage to Dongsui, make wine and warm tea, everyone enjoy drinking!"

The voice of the real person Sheyue came from the hall, all the monsters raised their heads, and the big figures in the hall could be faintly seen, pushing cups and changing cups, toasting and staggering, it was very lively.

At the right time, thousands of incense sticks descended from the sky, like thousands of golden threads, hanging down one after another.

All the demons were excited to see it, and frantically displayed their magical powers, competing for the incense.

All of a sudden, the moon worshiping lake was full of monsters, which was very spectacular.

Only the big monster near the center of the lake, sitting on the railing in the posture of a big monster, smiled and watched the little monsters fight for the opportunity.

Sitting cross-legged in the hall, Mo Chuan watched through the transparent ice layer as the group of monsters scrambled for each other below, his eyes flickering.

Where is this Thousand Monsters Festival?

This is clearly thousands of slaves vying for food, and thousands of servants inviting pets!

"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, how do you feel about this situation?" Poyun Cave God who was sitting beside Mo Chuan asked abruptly.

"Cultivation is not easy!" Mo Chuan sighed.

"That's right! Someone should be competing for food in the bottom, but now he is honored as a distinguished guest, what do you think should be done?" Poyun Cave God asked again.

It was clearly a private chat between the two, but the hall suddenly fell silent.

Only a few little demons and disciples who brought eye-openers were still whispering in ignorance, and when the hall suddenly fell silent, their voices were set off particularly resonantly.

(End of this chapter)