mountain god dance

Ten days ago, on the Qingyao Mountain next to Luoyang, I was in a hut.

In order to inquire about Dai Ye's skills, Jiu Zhen came here to meet his master, but unexpectedly the hut was hung with imperial tents, guards guarded the main passages, and even the roof was watched by archers.

The fairy boy who greeted the door lost his deciduous teeth, and said solemnly that the master was meeting distinguished guests, first led him to the east ear room for a rest, then saw that he came from a foreign country, without any official position, and said a lot:

"Don't speak loudly, you really can't afford to offend that distinguished guest."

Jiuzhen was dumbfounded by these little snobs: "I don't even have anyone to talk to, so who should I talk to?"

Adjacent to the capital of the king, the world is not far away, the cottages span the courtyard, the shadows of flowing water and mountains, the sand is too loose and the sound is too thin, and the pond grass is scattered and pretends to be indifferent.He was a little puzzled as to why his master came here to spend his days. After sitting for a while, he remembered what his younger brother would suffer on the mountain, so he couldn't stop walking around the veranda.

The gauze hangs on the corridor, fluttering with the wind, the sun is covered by the shade of the trees for three or four times, and then by the light tent for a while, the stone lamp on the ground is planted with vanilla wax, and the scent of soothing fragrance is wafting, bringing some guest horses The coolness after Beijing.

"From the present to the past, the determination is endless..."

Jiu Zhen went to the main house, and heard someone in the house sighing deeply:

"You and I are like waves and leaves, throwing ourselves into it, we can't help ourselves."

Jiu Zhen knew that this was a guest, and she didn't want to disturb her, but when she was leaving, she heard Master's voice:

"Why can't your majesty do it?"

The other party replied: "The immortal also understands that after Shanshui ascended the throne, the widow went out and traveled for more than forty years. Instead of going to Qingshan, he formed a clique to compete with Shanshui; Shanshui is arbitrary and self-willed. Such a Make trouble, and mess up the years of management of the widow into a mess!"

The voice was restrained and angry, and then subsided: "The widow's children and grandchildren don't have a fuel-efficient lamp. Let me see what kind of world they will create."

This is not the emperor Li Zhu, this is the Supreme Emperor.

Jiuzhen didn't expect that it was Li Ying who met with the master. This king already has an immortal body, so does he still have the way to become a fairy?While hesitating, the guards on patrol saw Jiu Zhen and ordered him to leave the main courtyard quickly.

Inside the house, Li Ying listened: "Does the immortal have any guests?"

Old Shan Mi explained to Li Ying: "Oh, this is the old man's apprentice. I was able to escape because I delegated my duties to him. I have the title of 'comfortable'. Otherwise, I would be as helpless as Your Majesty."

"Being a fairy is good luck." Li Ying stretched out his palm happily: "I have a destiny with the Southwest, please invite the little fairy to come in."

The emperor is appointed by God's will, no distinction is made between immortals and immortals, and he is even slightly better in the capital.Shan Mi was invited into the inner room, the surrounding light was dim and dark, the midnight was pitch black, the windows and doors were covered with thick cloth, as if she had entered some beast's lair.Leave a few silver candles for star frost, and light them for fluorescence.

The master and the late emperor sat opposite each other, and Jiu Zhen fell sideways. First, he saw the master's bright eyebrows and bright hair, which was more silvery than before; Tired state.In the candlelight, the late emperor's face was as old as the rumors said, with raised eyebrows and a majestic appearance, a pair of red pupils that were both good and evil, shining slightly in the dark.

According to this strange appearance, Jiuzhen could hardly tell whether he was a king or a ghost, so he was dumbfounded and had to kowtow to see him.

"There is such a talented person in the Southwest, I am so relieved." Li Ying also made a bow, then rolled up his sleeves and asked Jiu Zhen: "What do you think, the scenery of Luoyang is better than that of the Southwest?"

Jiuzhen replied respectfully: "I envy the high-rise buildings and prosperity, day and night, there is no city in the world that can surpass it."

"You haven't traveled far enough."

Li Yingliang fiddled with the tea set with both hands, and washed the tea cups for the two tea gods: "'There are tall buildings in the northwest, and the top is as high as the floating clouds'. Have you heard of this? A few years ago, the widow traveled all the way west, moving mountains and crossing the sea to see that The tall building, named 'Tiantian Pagoda', is connected to the temple, and all the countries regard it as the supreme. The city is full of prayers day and night, and the people of Fulin also go there to pay respects."

Jiu Zhen listened freshly: "Did your majesty go down to meet their gods?"

Li Ying sighed: "Exactly."

Jiuzhen: "Why are you sighing?"

Li Ying: "The widow sighs that although there are many gods, none of them can interfere with life and death, nor can they influence the general situation."

Then he waved his hand: "Forget it, don't talk about that."

The teacup was warm, he poured water into Xueci, held it to Erxian, and looked at Jiuzhen again.

"The widow is here to see you."

Jiu Zhen leaned over slightly surprised: "Your Majesty knows I'm coming?"

"Qiniang misses his younger brother Xu Jian a lot. Because she can't leave the palace, she asks people to deliver letters to Shannan. The widow simply ran this trip for her. By the way..."

Li Ying frowned: "I've never seen the gods in the southwest, so I'll take a look today."

Jiuzhen holds the cup in doubt, seeing the clear golden color in the cup, it is Dicui Xigu from his hometown.After thinking about it, he asked again: "Xiaoxian doesn't know who Xu Jian is, and he has never heard of him."

"Qiniang has the skill of divination, and what she says will always come true."

Li Ying wiped off the water stains on the table with a dry towel: "She told you to save this child after seeing him, and send him back to Luoyang safely, so she can promise you one thing."

Jiuzhen saw that he was just talking and couldn't ask clearly, so he took the order: "Xiaoxian remember it, if we meet in the future, I will definitely do this."

Li Ying was happy to be an obedient and smart young man, pointing to Jiu Zhen and asked old Shan Mi: "Is he not very old?"

"Yes, there are four out of twenty, and there will be boundless immortality in the future."

Li Ying's eyes softened: "It's so young, if the widow's child is alive, he will still be your brother."

Knowing that he was heartbroken when he lost his son in the early years, Jiuzhen said a few words of heartfelt love.

"The widow is destined to be orphaned, and I am used to grief, so there is no need to persuade me. Since you and I are destined, I will tell you what Qiniang Zhan said."

Li Ying tapped the back of his hand with his finger and remembered: "'The sky is the same as the clouds, the rain and snow atmosphere, both beautiful and rich, give me a hundred grains'... Is that what you said, does it work for you?"

Hearing this, Jiu Zhen immediately understood the cause and effect, and immediately kowtowed to the ground: "Thank you Your Majesty, Xiaoxian understands."

Old Shan Mi didn't know what they were playing: "Who is it, what's going on, tell the old man and listen."

Li Ying stood up with a smile: "Let's chat. I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to sleep at the right time."

The east gate did not move and the west gate opened. Following Li Ying's steps, the imperial tent moved horizontally and weaved long brocades. There were twenty or thirty palace people who sheltered the former emperor from the wind and sun. Li Yingcheng disappeared in the darkness, covering the end of summer. airtight.

"So, Master."

Jiu Zhen turned her head and squinted at her master: "What are you pretending to be with me?"

"Hey, you kid doesn't know how to speak properly." Old Shan Mi stood up, holding up his hem to run: "Let's go eat first."

"He introduced me to you!"

The veranda is winding, and Jiuzhen follows the trotted master and expresses his inference:

"I am a child in a poor country, why did I attract the god of tea to recognize his apprentice? 'Rain gives birth to a hundred valleys, and spring is farewell' is because Baigu's father, Baiwo, the god of rain, introduced me to you! He is setting up a rainy feast God, all the gods who are in charge of the abundance of water and plants are under his command, of course you know him; Bai Tongbai, one more horizontal line is to cut off the will of heaven, and he is incarnate as a human, isn't he?"

"Who told you to seduce someone's son." Old Shan Mi panted, "Hey, stop chasing me, I can't run anymore, go go!"

Jiuzhen was puzzled: "...he wants me to follow you, is he trying to drive me away from Baigu? But what, what did I do to Baigu?"

Old Shan Mi: "Oh? Your face turns red when you meet and talk, and you hold your little hand every now and then. What's the matter?"

Jiu Zhen became angry with embarrassment: "You can't even hold hands, so why are you willing to send your own son as a human sacrifice to go up the mountain?"

"If you want to become a god, how can you not be tested? You have also been tested. Oh, my dear disciple, get out of the way."

Jiu Zhen stood in front of his master and forced him to stop: "There should be a limit to being tested, how can you let people insult your body at will."

"What insult...huh?"

The old Shan Mi finally stopped and looked at his expression: "What did you see with your own eyes, the insult?"

Jiuzhen also ran out of breath: "Exactly, Baigu was poisoned by the villain. And when I met the god of the fog and wild, Lanjian was afraid of the mountain god Daiye, saying that the god had a cruel and cruel personality. The act of torture and sacrifice is often unknown and full of doubts. So I asked me to find out the reason, so that Baigu would not be killed because of him."

Lao Sugi felt the urgency of the matter now, and put his hands in his hands to think:

"No, Daiye is not like this, he was always bullied by Bai Wo in the past, so Bai Wo is relieved to let Baigu go up the mountain.

Hiss... But speaking of it, the deified rain has been isolated from the news of the fairy world for too long, and he probably doesn't know who has changed on the mountain.If it wasn't for the reason of being a disciple, he wouldn't take the initiative to contact me. "

"What should I do?" Jiuzhen became anxious: "Where is the Rain God now?"

"Finding him is not the key."

Old Shan Mi held his cuffs and waved his hands, then pinched his beard again: "The most important thing is to know who the one on the mountain is, otherwise there will be many entanglements, and Baigu will not be the only one who suffers. How can the common people be blamed? Fortunately, your master, I have a magic weapon If you stand close, you can tell good luck."

Only then did Jiu Zhen heave a sigh of relief and thank his master, and he had a bottom line in his heart for the past few days.

But he thought, when Baigu was bullied in Luoyang and his father knew about it, the restaurant was destroyed overnight and hundreds of people died; now if he knew that Baigu was being bullied by the evil god, how angry would he be?

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Thank you 600 Jin for your long review!To praise my attack is to praise me [X]

Ah Gui's conjecture is also great!But my clues point to two things, so I won’t spoil much~