mountain god dance

The treasured sword cuts off the running water, the flying catkins break the blue clouds, and the feet of Baigu dance to create a storm. The right palm uses a dead branch to replace the sword flag, waving the west wind, waving to call for spring, dancing more powerfully than before, with a soft shape and straight shoulders , high-spirited, like seeing the ancient martial arts.

Previously, Baigu took a short rest after eating, then kicked his legs to stand up, scooped up clear water from the stream with a wine bowl and put it at the man's feet.

Xiaojun crossed his legs and raised his eyebrows: "What kind of ceremony is this? It's like worshiping the dead."

"It's unlucky to say the least." Baigu pinched his nose with his hands: "Qingxi had Jiaolong Cave first, have you heard of it, this place is just right for you. Besides, the water dragon breathed into clouds, drunk and dived into the abyss, Hebo Altar A water bowl should be filled."

Xiaojun reluctantly complied, dipped his fingers in water and then got into Baigu's mouth to stick his tongue, and asked, "What did you give the mountain god in the past?"

Baigu made a gesture to bite him: "Are you jealous again?"

"Yes, tell me quickly."

"It's not that I prepared it, I have Grandma Wu to do it..." Baigu stretched out his arms, pressed his jade fingers tightly and stretched his waist, and lifted up the short jacket to reveal half of his chest, with the posture of Pinghu after the rain and bright moon and flowers: " Put rice, wine, and meat in front of the mountain god tree to burn the fire, and let me dance after she finishes her prayers and bury the ashes... Alas, it's so good to serve you."

"He doesn't know your kindness, so it's all mine now." Xiaojun hugged someone and licked his belly button, licking the water stains in a little concave place, where the heart and abdomen are connected, so it's easy to smell The fragrance of the human body.

Baigu was itchy, and pushed him with a smile: "Don't make trouble in Jindian, you said, if I pray to a bad god, I will become a bad person too."

"Of course not." The demon told him one of the few truths: "The bad guys don't have gods in their hearts."

So this dance suddenly hesitated on the way, wandering and looking forward to turning, sad and confused-Baigu spent 30 days to bid farewell to his hometown, the summer of [-] days a year, no smoked wind, plantains, and colorful mist of Weilu, people fell into the empress of Cui Wei, nine It cannot be returned thousands of miles away.Frozen clouds all the way, the city is blocked by snow, three encounters and three farewells, the world has no reason... Baigu jumped up in shock, jumping off like a leopard, he couldn't stop, and his heart was even more chaotic when he stopped.

Thin shirt with wide sleeves and cloudy moonlight, emitting phantom shadows reflecting the green mountains, Xiao Jun unconsciously closed his teeth, as if he had strayed into a butterfly's dream or a Luzhou at dusk, slender and erratic, long feathers fluttered before his eyes , I blame myself why I didn't watch it carefully during the sacrifice.

The beautiful woman fencing fencing is free and easy in the air, looking back high-spiritedly, rushing to the stars and turning the wheel, clanging and frightening; the light ankles and silver bells roll into broken water, raining beads, sweeping away the dust and smoke, and cleansing the king's heart.

If gathered together in the bosom, it is holding the bright moon in the hand, unique in the world, forgetting to worry about once rewarding.

There should be pipa and flute, orchestra and Qiang drum.Thinking about it, Xiaojun took off the jade and knocked on the gemstone on the wall. The two stones played the rhythm, and the sound of the caveman followed, from time to time, the strength and weakness followed one another.

The young man saw that he was so absorbed in watching him, he suddenly put on a thousand poses and smiled cleverly, hovering calmly in front of him like Tangtangxidu, floating up and down kneeling like water chestnuts swinging in the wind, this is no longer a prayer dance dedicated to the gods, it should be given to the lover enthusiastic gesture.

Baigu used to be such a young man who could not stop laughing, riding a boat, dancing wonderfully, leaning on a tall tree, calling his brother to watch the little elephant roll in the mud.Later, I had the ambition to travel far away in my heart, and I was willing to wander indefinitely, endure loneliness and live a glorious life.But the world is not glorious, and Baigu quickly saw its dangers, was beaten and sold, so he was discouraged.

Only Jindian came from the harvest, which is the compensation given to him by the world.

Only Jindian's eyes can ignite him.

Baigu's body is like a swimming dragon, his steps are like flying like walking, it is the world of mortals leaning on the clouds and plum blossoms in spring snow, Xiaojun no longer hits the knot, stretches out his hands to hug him, Baigu turns around and throws himself into his arms, laughs and kisses each other, Together with each other, the moonlight in the cave suddenly subsided.

"I am beautiful..."

Xiaojun touched his sweaty back, the thin bones were clearly in his palm, and it was delicious when peeled off.And he was a bit hesitant about whether he wanted to be a real killer. After all, after peeling off, he couldn't put it together again to give birth to a living person.The human sacrifices outside Dongshan have already set off with a long line of gold and millet, and it will not be too late to start killing by then.

The snowflakes in Xiaojun's pupils couldn't help expanding, and he wanted to look carefully at Baigu, but Baigu was out of shape, so tired that he lay on the ground and raised his head and asked, "Didn't you say you have something for me, where is it?"

"What I have seen today is even worse than in the past. The tribute of ten thousand people is nothing more than thin wine and fake pearls. If you get better ones in the future, I will give them to you."

Seeing him playing tricks, Baigu shook his arm: "I want it now, right now."

Xiaojun subconsciously glanced at the place ten inches away from the south wall of the cave, and said, "How about taking you out, are you tired of being stuck here, let's go find a talking turtle."

Baigu was about to answer, but he heard something outside the cave shouting loudly, like a drum beating and a heavy tide rolling his head: "Mr. Xiao!"

The young man's ears were numb from the shock, he immediately covered it, and asked him in a panic, "What's the sound?"

The falcon is huge and burly, like a bird or a beast, and the six songs made a sound together. They knocked on the top and were blind and deaf. Their bone claws pierced the rocks, and the cave entrance was immediately covered by falling rocks. Baigu thought it was Taiye who was looking for trouble, and hugged Xiao in horror Jun: "What should I do?"

The demon's performance was interrupted, and he was annoyed, so he turned to comfort him: "I'm going to kill him, you don't move, I'm afraid he will kill you first and hold me back."

Baigu hurriedly said: "You alone are not his opponent."

Xiaojun also pinched the tip of his nose: "Is this auspicious?"

Xiaojun turned the golden whip with his hands behind his back, shook his body, turned into countless shadows, crisply split the falling rocks and floating dust, and then flew out with a "swish", hitting the long probing beak of the falcon, knocking the birds and beasts to pieces Tumbled out and fell into the underworld.

Baigu didn't know when he had a weapon, although he was puzzled, he could only stay in the cave, his hands trembling in cold sweat.

At first, the falcon had three heads and three wings, and was very alert in seeing the six directions. Later, with the continuous transformation of cultivation, three more songs were added, which were able to spit thunder, fire and poisonous miasma, and conquered most of the souls of the living and dead in the nine springs and nine prisons.

Xiaojun knew that he would get rid of it sooner or later, so he secretly worked hard. At this time, he threw out a golden whip to bind the two birds' heads, and knocked down the three-foot-tall falcon with only his mighty arms. He beat it several times in a row. Neighing and howling, even the iron clothes will be broken.The river was full of dead people floating up, the mountain was collapsing, and the falcon was dizzy and broke free, soaring into the air, shooting out three thunderbolts, the lightning burst in the thick smoke, and exploded around him in a hurry , Burning everywhere.

The place Xiaojun stood was full of bitter fire, and no one appeared for a long time. After getting rid of his worries, the six laughed together, piercing and ear-piercing, and all the ghosts quietly watching the battle sighed in unison.

However, there is a turning point.

The whip is smashed, the demon is brave, from the ice to resist the fire, and the gold to vent the thunder, the vigorous body rushes from the darkness to the only dead corner under the falcon's wings, the whip is stretched wide, and the iron thorns are stretched out, and it is thrown into the falcon's flesh and blood in an instant , whip the spines to cut, and pull again, the whole skin will be pulled off by it.

"Damn!"

The falcon has had a few layers of flesh cut off from its body, and its bony skeleton is terrifying. It turned its three bird heads and sprayed the yellow-green corpse poison all over the ground, trying to trap Xiaojun in his footsteps, but the evil spirit turned his head again. The whip is like a hundred-foot gossamer, with weft and tassels, and with a slight throw, the seemingly soft weapon pierces its wing peaks, pierces the bone marrow, and swings out month after month with the tail slightly pulled.After escaping from danger, he didn't run far, but when he reached the highest point, Xiao Jun held up his whip and dropped it, grabbing one of the falcon's heads, and the black pulp spurted out immediately.

This is not a contest simply caused by greed for the flesh, this is still a battle for the king of ghosts on the surface, and it must not be defeated.

The two fought fiercely, and the attack became more and more fierce. One object was huge and breathed smoke, and the other lightly rode a rope hook and stepped on the streamer. The barriers on the Shanghuangquan Road collapsed one after another. Come out and watch.

At that time Xiaojun was still in Jindian's appearance, and the ghosts were looking for people based on their scents, and they were right, but Baigu thought it was Daiye who wanted to kill Hebo, and was extremely worried.

The falcon lost two songs, gradually lost control, and vowed to die with Xiaojun.Unscheduled attacks are the most difficult to defend against. Xiaojun was a little weakened, so he slowed down his attack speed and tried his best to dodge it. While it was covered with his own fire, he jumped from the lotus pond in his hands and returned to the bank of Qingxi River, intending to take Mr. Baigu with him. Rushed to the Snow Mountain Temple, waited for the falcon to find it, lost its mind and became mad, lost its cultivation base, jealousy and cold courage, and then came back to kill it.

Baigu was eager to run away with him, and when he saw him coming back, he immediately held his hand: "You scared me!"

Xiaojun told him to silence, and waded across the river of blood to cover up the smell, but as soon as the young man settled down, the dead in the underworld found the living, and they all opened their gray eyes, twisted their stiff bodies, stretched out their arms He stretched out his claws and grabbed him, trying to bring him into the long withered river.

Baigu's arm was scratched by the nails that were still growing after death. He kicked and pulled towards the bottom of the river, but he didn't dare to call for help.Xiaojun hurriedly used the whip as a sword, cut off the dry flesh, and rescued Baigu from the quagmire.It was just this little effort of dawdling, and the falcon has rushed back.

"good to eat!"

It saw a mortal, and shouted with the remaining four long beaks: "Eat you!"

Baigu has never seen such a wild ghost with a strange shape, turned his head and ran, spotted a boulder pit and hid under it to hug himself, his heartbeat could be heard by others; Shengwei chased after Baigu; when Xiaojun saw this, he flicked his whip and shot it like a golden armor, and sent back the original amount of poisonous gas.

The two wrestled together again, snowflakes flew thousands of miles in the deserted land, fire trees criss-crossed, poisonous miasmas proliferated, ghosts coveted around Baigu, the dead screamed wildly, and the sky was dark and blood was surging.Covering his nose with his sleeve, he peeped through the cracks in the rocks, and found that Jun Xiao was being suppressed by the falcon, and he was eager to deal with it, but he was invincible.

He doesn't understand anything, not even where this place is, only that his lover is in danger.

The falcon has been consumed a lot by Mr. Xiao, and to win it can only use all its strength. After the strong attack, its three wings suddenly spread like a big roc to cover the sky and circle around, using its feathers as arrows to point directly at Mr. Xiao.

The arrows are faster than the wind, and there are hundreds of thousands of arrows pouring out. Xiaojun is beyond his reach. If he misses one or two arrows, his life will be killed. He is also taking risks.

Baigu didn't want him to take risks.

Baigu wanted to go on a boat with him.

Swim slowly under many small bridges, open new fermented wine in late spring, soak two or three green plums, beat drums for Fu, pour pots and get drunk.Because Dad said that Hebo loves to sing and laugh, and likes to make friends with people, play and sing.

He gritted his teeth and climbed up from the pit, as if summoned by a real god, he ran to Xiaojun quickly.

The sedge is full of small yellow flowers, which they prefer to eat when grazing cattle, or the fresh and tender reed tubes. After the rain, the bamboo shoots will flourish, and they will become new bamboo forests... Why do you think of these, Baigu Turning his head, he saw arrows as dense as basil falling down.

"you……"

Xiaojun opened his eyes wide and looked at this frail young man standing in front of him in disbelief. Even if the whip whips into a wheel and bounces off the arrows, it may not be completely safe.

"Don't talk, lest you get distracted."

Baigu smiled: "Remember, I am a human sacrifice."

"Go away!" Xiaojun scolded: "Get away, I don't need you!"

"Lover."

Baigu called him: "If I am a sacrifice, I would like to offer it for you. You know, I love you. People should not offer sacrifices for evil gods, they should do everything for the one they love. You are ashamed to show me something I may never see again..."

Before he finished speaking, an arrow hit him and pierced under his shoulder blade, Baigu groaned in pain.

"Baigu!" Xiaojun shouted: "Go aside, be obedient!"

The body was bleeding, but because of drinking Huaibei acetic acid, the wound seemed to grow on someone else's body. The feeling was dull, hesitant and slow, allowing him to stand for a while longer.

"It doesn't hurt...I don't hurt..."

He swallowed a few sips of water, which was salty and fishy, ​​only to realize that it was the blood from his lungs.

Xiaojun is used to seeing dead people, and often creates death, none of them made him feel sad, made him regret, almost begging Baigu to let him go: "I will defeat him, don't you believe me?"

"I……"

The concentrated explosion of feather arrows could no longer be caught, and they plunged into Baigu's back and waist one after another. His flawless limbs, which were still dancing and dancing just now, looked like broken targets in a military training ground, with blood splattering continuously and his lips flushed red.

"In my whole life... I can't live a thousand years and see the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, but you can." Baigu leaned on his shoulder, exhaled his last breath, and closed his eyes:

"Lover...Sanggong, live on for me."

Xiaojun inhaled this breath, bit his lower lip and sealed his wound with ice, hugged his body and jumped up, returning to the original appearance of the demon. The whip was raised, and the falcon roared...

------

I don't want to write so many verbs anymore...【Fall down on the bed and faint