[Heavenly Officials Bless Shuangxuan Tongren] Li Tao

The first person to get the wine glass was, as expected, General Pei Mingpei.He seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and drank the wine in one gulp amidst the applause of everyone.

Amid the sound of drums, the curtains were pulled up."Jie Qing" came out on the stage, and Pei Ling and Pei Ling spouted a mouthful of wine at the same time.He Xuan happened to be sitting opposite Pei Ming, it was inconvenient to laugh, and he felt a pain in his stomach.Mingyi didn't have so many worries, she held a bowl and buried her face in it, she still saved Pei Ming's face, but any fool could see that his shoulders twitched from laughing.

Shi Wudu is also a vicious one, shaking his fan and said, "This play is very exciting, what do you think?"

"I don't have any thoughts, this drama is very old." Lingwen has his own way of dealing with bad friends.She said calmly, "Think about it carefully, in folklore, how many old Pei have never hooked up with any woman?*"

Pei Ming yelled that she was wronged, "I have hooked up with almost all other things, but I really didn't have this one. Don't wrong a good person."

Shi Wudu laughed again.He Xuan didn't believe a word of it, thinking that Pei Ming even dared to hook up with the ghost king of impasse, how could there be a woman he hadn't hooked up with before.While speaking, the second round started again, Shi Wudu just took the cup, the thunder suddenly stopped in his hand.The other two tumors all congratulated him, "Reporter, please take it."

Shi Wudu raised his eyebrows and drank the wine in one gulp.

This time the drum beats were a little denser, and the curtain was slowly raised, and a plaque was inscribed with the words "Water and Cloud".He Xuan knew what kind of drama this was when he saw it, and he sighed in his heart.On the other side, Xie Lian, who was sitting next to Fengxin, asked curiously, "Who is this man in black?"

Standing in the middle of the stage was a young man in white clothes, holding a folding fan, with white skin and red lips, and a tall and tall body. Naturally, he was an invincible sailor; on the other side of him stood a man in black, full of evil spirits, with a fierce look on his face, It looks like a ghost king, but among the four evils, there is no such person.

Feng Xin explained something to him in a low voice, and Xie Lian's face froze, and he secretly glanced at himself.

——Yes, the man in black is not some ghost king, but He Xuan, the wind master.

The relationship between the two masters of Fengshui is extremely bad, and believers are naturally willing to arrange the right and wrong between them.The play is called "Battle of Water and Clouds", and it tells the story of the wind master who creates evil spirits among the water and clouds, and the people suffer unspeakably; The windshield's story.

This scene is not groundless, He Xuan and Shi Wudu had a big fight by the East China Sea, it was a hundred years ago when Shi Qingxuan was still alive and dead, and their relationship was extremely bad.At that time, the wind was howling and the waves were turbulent. Many believers saw it, and even the heavenly court was disturbed, and they were fined for a while.

Although there is no winner or loser, the endings are completely different for the respective believers.For example, in the playbook of Fengshi believers, the sailor became the one who did evil, and the Fengshi went to eliminate harm for the people.

In front of this scene, this is the play of the disciples of the Navy, so naturally the one who is embarrassed is He Xuan.The people around were talking about it, but He Xuan himself was calm and composed. Anyway, Shui Hengtian's more tricky criticisms were not uncommon before, but it was just a play, and he didn't mind.

However, at this time, the curtain was slowly lowered.The sound gradually stopped, and the blue and white waterspout and the black-clothed hideous Evil Wind Master were hidden behind the scenes.

"Huh?" All the immortals couldn't figure out the situation, and there was a lot of discussion there.Shui Hengtian glanced at them indifferently and said, "Continue."

It was that Shi Wudu who had made one hundred thousand merits and virtues and pulled the curtain!

Pei Ming was taken aback, and said, "Senior Brother Shui! Why didn't I see you be so generous when I made an embarrassment with Jieqing just now!"

Shi Wudu snorted and said, "Really? I think you are enjoying it, so I didn't bother you."

"How can I? You don't want to spout blood..."

He Xuan was speechless for a moment when he heard those two people gagging, he couldn't figure out what Shi Wudu was going to do.Even the God of Wealth doesn't squander money like this, right?

Furthermore, he is definitely not the one who just pulls the curtain because He Xuan is embarrassing.It's fine if you don't applaud and clap your hands, how can you give a hundred thousand merits for this?He glanced at Shi Wudu, who was busy arguing with Pei Ming and ignored him.

Later, the wine cup was handed over several times, and the immortals had a lot of fun for a while.Quan Yizhen, You Mingyi, and several other priests did not hand it over to He Xuan—he was lucky, as long as he didn't want to, no one could make the cup stop in his hand.

After about two hours, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark.Junwu saw that the time was about the same, and with a light wave of his hand, the candles and lights in the heavens were extinguished one after another, leaving only a layer of moonlight in the evening, and the dark, abyss-like world below.

Everyone knew that the lantern fighting was about to start, so they started discussing excitedly.Some people even set up a gambling table for this, betting on the top ten, betting on Nanyang Xuanzhen, betting on the second master of Fengshui, all of them.Except for the one who bet on No.1—Shenwu Temple wins the first place every year, there is no suspense.

Everyone in the heavenly court is not exempt from vulgarity.Amidst the whispers, Ming Yi whispered to He Xuan, "I don't know how the top ten ranks this year."

He Xuandao, "You worked so hard last year, running around in the lower realm every day, you can get into the top ten."

Mingyi smiled and said, "That's why you ran around with me. If you really enter, I'll treat you to dinner."

While the two were talking, there were constant lights floating up, illuminating the sky and the night.But after about two sticks of incense, the number of lamps is getting bigger and bigger, two hundred, three hundred, approaching four hundred.

——"Qiying Hall, 420 one!"

The last one in the top ten is Quan Yizhen from the Qiying Temple.General Quan had already gone down to beat people because of the scene of insulting Yinyu, so there was little applause.He Xuan and Ming Yi applauded symbolically.

Mingyi seemed a little anxious, he didn't hear the number of his lights, obviously he was in the top ten.He Xuan patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.But listened to the report:

"Earth Master Hall, 450 lamps!"

Mingyi is a gentle and good-natured person, and has a good relationship with all the priests.This achievement was the most in his history. As soon as the curtain fell, the applause suddenly grew louder, and people congratulated him one after another with smiles on their faces.He Xuan smiled and said, "You are going to treat me!"

Mingyi was very excited, and said in a stack of voices, "Please! Please!"

Followed by Lingwen, 530 six.Among Wenshen, the results are considered good.She was followed by Nanyang and Xuanzhen, both of whom were on par.As the number of lights got closer, everyone in the heavenly court became more and more nervous.It's all because the main event is on top - besides Nanyang and Xuanzhen, there are two Fengshui second masters who are inextricably entangled with fighting lanterns every year.

After reporting Pei Ming's 580 lamps, the priest who announced the curtain seemed to be tantalizing, and shouted his voice there, causing everyone to wait nervously for a long time before finally shouting:

"—Water Master Hall, 710 eight lamps!"

He Xuan was taken aback, this number is quite astonishing.But what surprised him even more was that he had more lamps than this number? !

Shi Wudu looked neither happy nor angry.Everyone was amazed there, and finally held their breath and concentrated, just waiting for the next light count to come out——

"Wind Master Hall, 710 nine lamps!"

As soon as the words fell, the congratulatory voices on the long table immediately rang like a tide, all coming towards him.

"Congratulations!" "You deserve it!" "Master Feng Shi, congratulations!"

It was only a difference of one lamp, but he also won.He Xuan didn't care about this at first, but he couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of the crowd, so he could only nod his head and thank him.Shi Wudu didn't congratulate him, but he didn't put his face down either, he just sat there with a calm expression.

Just when everyone had had enough of the fun and was content to go back, three thousand lanterns were raised up in the Prince's Hall of Qiandeng Temple, and the gods were shocked into silence.

No matter how the two of them fought, the birth of three thousand everlasting lamps shocked everyone immediately, and the rest were forgotten.The more than 700 lights that were admirable before seem to be nothing.

Xie Lian sat beside Feng Xin with a dull face.Feng Xin had a strange face, and said, "This is a flower..." Finally, Mu Qing coughed lightly, telling him to swallow the second half of the sentence.

Mingyi, who knew the inside story, quietly finished for him, "Is this a gift from Huacheng?"

"Nine times out of ten." He Xuan also whispered.

In the end, under Jun Wu's leadership, everyone applauded Xie Lian in twos and threes.He Xuan and Mingyi worked very hard to take pictures, and it seems that the master formed a friendship with His Highness the Crown Prince when he was watching Bodhisattva.After the show ended, the two went to Fengxin's side to express their joy to Xie Lian.

Xie Lian seemed a little confused, and when Mingyi asked, he replied, "I don't know what's going on, but... I guess it was Saburo who did it."

The behavior of this bloody rain is really weird.He Xuan shook his head.

He bid farewell to Mingyi and Xie Lian.Seeing that a fairy feast has already ended, Qiqibaba was thinking about going back to the house, but saw Shi Wudu walking over here.

With a thought in his mind, He Xuan stopped him and said, "Just now... thank you for pulling the curtain."

This is awkward to say, and Shi Wudu is also awkward to hear.He stopped his pace and said uncomfortably, "Don't be sentimental, it's just that the play lost my face, I can't stand it."

He Xuan responded.Shi Wudu said again, "Do you know why you can beat me this year?"

"Why?" He Xuan asked back.

"Because Qingxuan ordered one for you." Shi Wudu said viciously.

His 710 eight, He Xuan's 710 nine, the difference is Shi Qingxuan's more.

He Xuan was stunned for a moment, and when he understood the meaning, it seemed as if a fire was ignited in his chest, scorching him with mixed feelings.

Thinking of Shi Qingxuan's smiling face and those bright eyes like bright lights, Feng Shi felt a sense of inexplicability in his heart.

The seven hundred bright lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival are not as bright as this one.

He Xuan coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, and said, "Didn't he give it to you?"

Shi Wudu said with a dark face, "No." He looked very unhappy.That's right, no one would be happy that the younger brother, who had always been the same as the enemy, sent a lamp to the enemy and caused himself to lose, let alone this person who loves his younger brother to the bone.In Pei Ming's words, "It's better to raise a piece of barbecued pork".

Although the chest was very happy and light as if it was about to fly, He Xuan still held back——Shi Wudu lost because of his younger brother. It can kill people.Mr. Feng Shi has always been good at self-cultivation, he said in his heart, it is better not to share this joy with the sufferer.

Even so, he comforted him symbolically, "This...how about I order one for you next year?"

"No need." Shi Wudu said with a straight face.

He didn't seem to want to look at He Xuan any more, and got up to leave, but suddenly turned his head around, and taking the opportunity of turning sideways, he whispered into Feng Shi's ear very quickly and said:

"—stay away from my brother."

He Xuan was startled, then looked up again, but the white-clothed figure had disappeared into the night.

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A few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xianjing returned to the peace of the past.Shi Wudu has never appeared since the banquet.Listening to Lingwen Tao, it seems that he is going to prepare for the third catastrophe and practice in the cave with peace of mind.

Naturally, He Xuan would not obediently listen to his teacher Wudu.Originally wanted to go down to the earth to treat Shi Qingxuan's poison, but the man only replied that he was in good health and did not bother him to make a special trip.The dignified Fengshi has nowhere to go, so he can only write and enjoy the flowers in the mansion, and occasionally visit Mingyi's house.

On this day, he sat alone at the table and wrote a letter.That pair of characters is full of vigor and sharp, and it is an excellent pair of characters.

The word "wind" was written on the paper, and it was only the last point.He Xuan watched for a while, and was about to put down the last stroke, when suddenly, an ethereal voice that was indistinguishable from male and female came from his ear, like singing, as if it appeared directly in his mind.

——"Stick peaches are in disorder, and the flowers fall into dead branches!"

He Xuan's hand suddenly tilted, and that point was written crookedly. The ink was spilled on the simple paper, and the whole word immediately became scattered, like a field of flowers and willows.

At the same time, the peach blossoms in the vase in his hand withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.The falling red is scattered on the ground, and the stars are like berry moss.