Merry little roll

"What is this, it's just nonsense!"

The scroll was completely unfolded, the crowd was stunned at first, and then there was a commotion like insects swarming, pointing at the huge painting on the bluestone platform and whispering to each other.

"How could the picture of the mountain god be like this? It's utterly blasphemous!" The dignitaries squinted their eyes, and stood up in an instant in shock, trembling all over, not knowing whether they were angry or frightened.

"The mountain god relies on this lord the most on weekdays. Now that such a big mistake has happened, and today such a scandal has happened at the festival, I'm afraid it's going to cause chaos!"

Now, whether they were standing or sitting, these people all looked at the master in the middle of the stand.

"Master Shan, what on earth do you mean... Hey!"

"You guys... hurry up and roll up the painting! Roll it up!"

The two women holding the painting scrolls on the Qingshi platform were still dazed and didn't know what was going on. After hearing the remarks, they suddenly buried their heads and looked at the mountain god painting scroll. They were so startled that they both staggered back at the same time, almost tearing the scroll in their hands.

What kind of picture is this picture of a mountain god with auspicious clouds and thousands of miles? It is clearly two wild cats having fun in the green mountain nest!

The two wild animals overlap each other, one up and one down, and the expression is vividly outlined with Danqing.The feral cat below has its head held high, dew dripping from the end of its whiskers, and its mouth is half-open, as if screaming in pain.The cat above was hanging on its warm fur with one foot propped on the ground and the other hanging on its warm fur body. Its sharp eyes turned to everyone, and they stared round and emitted a faint green light.

The women hurriedly folded the scrolls in half, then turned around, bowed their heads, and walked carefully to the bluestone platform, clogs knocking dull panic.

"Why is it rolled up? I haven't finished reading it yet, eh..." The red robe hangs down on the top of the tree, Yuan Yang stretches out his hand in the direction of the scroll, and the slender green leaves in his mouth curl up, "Mo Yin demon Jun, have you ever seen the color of the fur and the posture...it is so lifelike. This is the first time I have seen such a wild and interesting painting, which is much more interesting than those landscapes and trees. I am still worried about the next woodcut pattern. How about just portraying this, it’s really novel!”

When Yuan Yang talked about being excited, he completely forgot about his fairy airs, and leaned forward to step on the ground.

Before he could move, a pair of icy hands grabbed his left arm forcefully, Yuan Yang could barely lean back, and turned to look at the Yaojun behind him.

"Xianjun sit still, but you are thinking about 'flute dialing pool'?"

The breeze blew the Yaojun's veil, and the white clothes were sloppy. He slowly let go of Yuan Yang's arms, and the cold touch piercing through the brocade robe was fleeting. "If you really think about it urgently, there are many good things in the demon realm."

The eyes behind the tulle were raised, and Yuan Yang could even feel the joke in the sound of the man's spring water.

"Yaojun, break me, break me! There must be a misunderstanding!" Yuan Yang spat out the green leaves in his mouth, and the little dirtyness in his heart that had been suppressed for thousands of years was exposed, and he fought with words when he defended Confused, but self-defeating.

"That's because I was thinking too much." Mo Yin stretched out her hand, and gently picked off the leaves on Yuanyang's vermilion robe.

Yuan Yang still wanted to say something, but his head hardened, and he swallowed the words back from his throat.With his current appearance, he really looked like a careless man who explained to his wife the smell of powder on his body.

He squirmed his vermilion lips for a while, and finally he could only choke out a sentence, "Yaojun really has a good memory."

He still remembers the mandarin duck words he invented that day.

Come late, the mandarin ducks face each other, the flute dials the pool, competes, competes, the spring water is full of waves...

That's all, it's hot to say!

During this interruption, the turmoil around Qingshitai also gradually settled down, the disrupted drums sounded again, and the men dressed in short linen formed a half circle again and continued to dance fiercely.

The servants never stopped because of this episode. They led the cattle and sheep selected for the sacrifice to the backyard and circled the whole mansion. Sprinkle a handful of blue flowers into the air, stirring up bursts of fragrance.

Both the eldest lady and the little round face dared not say anything, they watched the master stand up fixedly.

He took the brass cat in the woman's hand, and caressed its head leisurely, the shiny copper-colored fur brushed against his rough palm, and slid between his fingers.

"Has the envoy ever inspected this painting?" Even with the sound of drums surrounding him, his voice was still resounding. Although this grown-up man was not tall, and could even be said to be stooped and short, the aura around him was genuine majesty.

The black pancake boy kept his head down and paddled his feet on the ground. When he heard the word "God Envoy" for a while, he couldn't help but shuddered. Then he raised his head and stood up blankly.

"Of course." He tilted his head, and the scimitar at his waist moved accordingly, "Of course."

"Then when did the envoy review the scroll?"

"Just... just before the sacrifice." Hei Panzi didn't quite get used to the sharp gaze from the old man's eyes, and he lowered his eyelids. "The painting at that time was a picture of a mountain god. There were no wild animals, only... only the outline of mountains, waters and mountain gods."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone under the Qingshi stage whispered again. "In such a short period of time, the picture scroll has not passed through other people's hands. Could it be said that it is caused by evil spirits?"

"It's not an evil spirit, it's her."

With a flat sound, he passed through the crowd and went straight to the Qingshi platform.

Before the little devil in his arms could react, he was thrown onto the bluestone platform in an instant, squatting down on his buttocks, and bumped head-on with the stone sprinkled with incense ash and blue flowers. When the tailbone hurts, the swear words can't get over his head Straight out of the mouth.

"A stinky Taoist priest who killed his whole family!"

The man in Tsing Yi didn't look at the little devil anymore, he walked straight towards the master.

"It was the people I brought who changed the picture scroll."

"Oh?" The master raised his head to look at the man who was one shoulder taller than him, and asked slowly, "Just this little girl?"

"That's right, you think we are fools, this is obviously just a little girl, can she still steal the picture scroll from the envoy in such a short period of time?" the big mountain people shouted towards the center of the stand among the crowd , The atmosphere was gradually permeated by impatience.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't move his eyes. "This person is not a little girl, she is the illusion of a man who cultivates demons."

"Smelly Taoist, what kind of man who cultivates demons, I am a demon!"

Everyone gasped and looked at the Qingshi platform, only to see the little girl blushing from impatience, yelling on the platform.

"As far as I know, everyone in Biluo Mountain Villa has never been out of the mountain, and under the blessing of the mountain god, they live a life of seclusion like a peach blossom garden, so they are a little bit wary of us outsiders... "

Before the man in Tsing Yi could finish his sentence, he sensed the aura of repulsion in the crowd, faintly mixed with "People outside the mountain are not good people!"

"Smelly Taoist priest, where do you come from talking so much, if you transform me back, they will believe you!"

"This man and I... the man who turned into a girl came from outside the mountain. I heard that Biluo Mountain Villa has a way to dispel evil spirits, so I brought him here. Who would have thought that his demonic nature is too stubborn?" I am really ashamed to have caused such a disaster." When the word 'ashamed' was said, the man in Tsing Yi's entire face was still as stiff as a piece of wood, but his body was slightly bent. "But I don't know if the mountain god can really get rid of the evil energy?"

"Of course, the mountain god is omnipotent!" The crowd said in unison, the conviction in their eyes cannot be questioned.

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his eyes lightly, and he saw a kind of fanatical light in everyone's eyes.

"You really made this painting?" The master turned around and looked at the little girl who had erected her legs in the stands.

"It's Lao Tzu's masterpiece." The little devil nodded quite proudly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing out of the crowd, attacking the Qingshi platform at a speed invisible to human eyes, and the sharp weapon in his hand flashed coldly.

"Be careful!" The eldest lady who noticed it in time exclaimed.

The moment she yelled, a gust of wind swept across her, and a leaping black shadow passed behind her, rushing up to the stage with astonishing vigor.

The moment the black pancake boy took off, he pulled out the scimitar from his waist, the blade spun a circle along the palm of his hand and then clenched it tightly.

The little devil sat motionless on the spot, watching the dagger in front of him piercing his head, only a few feet away from the tip of his nose, but the next moment, he was hooked by a machete from the front to the back, rubbing out a "bah!" "Spark.The dagger was tilted upwards, and it was in a stalemate with Xuantie's scimitar. The fingers of the person holding the dagger were trembling, obviously struggling a little to support it.

The black cake boy held the knife with one hand, but he just squeezed his palm tightly and didn't exert any more force.

The little devil narrowed his eyes.

"You actually blasphemed our mountain god like this, don't stop me, my envoy, I want to kill this thief!"

The little devil looked at the black pancake boy in front of him who was stunned and looked like he was leaving his soul, and saw his floppy ears like Tianjia's pies quivering in the wind.

"The mountain god... the mountain god will not allow such a thing to happen." Heipanzi said every word, slowly pushing the dagger in the tall and thin mountain man's hand towards him.Hearing the young man's words, the mountain people moved softly, and the young man raised his hand, and the dagger flew up into the air like a thrown stone and drew a half-circle, then landed dully on the muddy ground, trembling twice and then No more ringing.

The man in Tsing Yi picked up his eyes, saw the little devil swinging his legs on the blue stone safely, and looked away.

"All mountain people, and that elder brother, all say that all beings are equal, please be merciful." The man in Tsing Yi walked towards the Qingshi Terrace, and the master's gaze also turned accordingly. "I want to discuss with everyone."

"I just want to get rid of the demons for this person. It's not as good as this. Tomorrow, when riding a hunting ground priest to fight, this person will be the prey. If he stands at the end, I will ask everyone to forgive this person's punishment. In this way, he There is also a slight chance to have an audience with the mountain god and let the mountain god exorcise the demon."

"No." The master unexpectedly blurted out his refusal, and the woman in the skirt behind him grabbed her skirt tightly.

"Mountain gods don't meet people easily."

"My lord, what I'm talking about is if this person wins."

"Mountain gods don't meet people easily."

"My lord, the winner on the hunting ground is handed down by the mountain god. Isn't this a long-standing rule of Biluo Villa?"

The mountain people around were already standing a little irritable, and shouted in the sound of drums: "My lord, you can let this person go, anyway, he is also a prey, how can we Biluo people worship him!"

The eldest lady watched her father frown rarely, as if there was something unspeakable.

"No... This is obviously a little girl, how could she be allowed to do such a dangerous thing..." Suddenly, the brass cat in the master's arms trembled.

Before the master finished speaking, he was interrupted directly.

"Okay, okay, all of you, are you annoyed!" The little devil stood up from the bluestone platform, and bursts of air suddenly burst out from his body.

"Smelly Taoist priest, I don't care what your plan is, you owe me once, and I will remember it firmly!"

The sound of electric current rushing faintly sounded in the midair.

He walked down the bluestone steps step by step.

The dark purple lightning broke through the airflow and spread outward, and a hurricane suddenly blew across the entire platform.Everyone backed away amidst the aroused dust, and then squinted their eyes to try to identify the things in front of them.

A tall black figure walked out of the dust wantonly.

"Lao Tzu, the capitalized devil."

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