My mythology is different from yours

It is possible that His Majesty Guidi, who is pregnant with quintuplets, does not know whether he is happy or unhappy. He didn't say anything, and his spiritual consciousness wrapped around Xuanzhi again, intending to send her out of his body.

When Xuanzhi was touched by him, his body shook uncontrollably, his waist softened, and he leaned against his shoulder, humming softly.

Shen Tutao heard her low moan from the nasal cavity, his throat was slightly itchy, he lowered his eyes, and saw Xuan Zhi's profile buried on his shoulder, the long black hair was tied into a simple bun, The tails of her hair hung down from her shoulders, revealing her slender, snow-white neck, and Shen Tutao raised her hand to caress the back of her neck.

Xuanzhi trembled sensitively, raised his head suddenly, waved his hand away, and urged: "Don't move around, quickly send my consciousness back..."

"Are you really uncomfortable?" Shen Tutao interrupted her, and asked suspiciously, her eyes slid from the end of her bright red eyes to her earlobe, her face was also red, her earlobes were also red, and the blush came out from her fair skin. It looks extremely fragile.

Xuanzhi: "..." I don't feel bad!I'm so excited!

When Shen Tutao entangled her consciousness at first, Xuan Zhi did not realize what was going on, but she still understood the body's reaction!This is obviously not normal.

But Shen Tutao didn't seem to feel anything. When he said this, his spiritual consciousness wrapped her around her more forcefully with an inquiring spirit, kneading her spiritual consciousness from time to time.

The two strands of consciousness coming from them were tightly entwined like two mating snakes. Shen Tutao's red pupils looked at her with great interest, observing her reaction.

He is doing it on purpose now.

Xuanzhi felt annoyed that she was being held in the palm of someone's hands and was playing with him. She raised her eyes and stared at him, the tails of her eyes were red, but the look in her eyes became colder, and she ordered angrily: "Shen Tutao, let me go!" consciousness."

It was the first time that His Majesty the Ghost Emperor was called so contiguously by his first and last names. He was slightly taken aback, and his spiritual sense had obeyed the command and uncontrollably released, sending her wisp of spiritual sense back to her spiritual platform.

At the same time, there was a ferocious dog barking in the room, and a snow-white dog appeared out of thin air. Before its body was fully condensed, it opened its sharp fangs and rushed towards Shentu Tao.His gaze was still on Xuan Zhi's face, he didn't defend himself, he just raised his hand to block it, half of the paper figurine's arm was violently torn off by the fine dog.

Shen Tutao was forced back from the edge of the bed by the Xiaotian dog, and retreated to the door of the wing room. His right arm was torn off, and the remaining half of the arm was hanging by his side. Pale flesh was exposed under the torn sleeve. A stream of blood came out, and a string of runes disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Tianquan shook his severed limb, stood in front of Xuan Zhi, lowered his body, bared his teeth, and stared at him guardedly.It seemed that as long as he dared to take a step closer, his whole body would be torn apart.

His Majesty the Ghost Emperor was attacked inexplicably, and he didn't understand why Xuan Zhi was angry. He stood there helplessly, his red pupils looked innocent, his mind was blank for a while, and then he was filled with anger. The paper figurine could no longer suppress the hostility in his body.

The sultry air collided with the divine power of the Xiaotian dog, and there was a loud bang, smashing the furnishings in the house to pieces.

The heat in Xuanzhi's body was completely cooled, and finally raised his head, looking at him with eyes full of horror.Shen Tutao's eyes met hers, and the anger in his heart stagnated, he slammed open the door with his palm, and his figure flew away from the sky wrapped in a sinister aura.

Xiao Tiangou chased her to the door and wandered around, then retreated to Xuan Zhi's side, put her forelimbs on the edge of the bed and stood up, lightly touched her cheek with her nose, tilted her head and whined twice.

Xuanzhi rubbed the head of Xiaotiangou, "I'm fine." She looked at the pieces of white paper on the ground, which were half amputated limbs of paper figurines, crushed by the force of the collision just now.

Paper figurines don't have blood, but Shentutao's arm oozes blood, just like the first time he was bitten by the Xiaotian dog, obviously his body was also injured.

Xuanzhi picked up the scraps of paper and touched his brow.Regardless of her wishes, the feeling of being played with by others at will is too bad. She will never hand over her consciousness casually in the future.

Outside the temple, Qu Yinliu came back from the mountain with the monks of the Xuansheng Cult. Most of the dams in the mountains were destroyed. They still needed to repair the dams before the water volume increased and set up formations.

Hearing the huge movement from the back of the temple, everyone rushed towards Xuanzhi's gate. The doors and windows of the wing room were broken, and even the walls were covered with cracks. It was obvious that they had been severely attacked.

Two female cultivators hurried in and shouted, "Fellow preacher, are you all right? What happened?"

Xuanzhi hurried out, "Sorry, I was playing with Xiao Tiangou, and I accidentally lost control of my divine power."

There was indeed unabated divine power around her, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the white dog who came out beside her, Xiao Tiangou had slender limbs, a vigorous figure, and was quite mighty.

At that time, many monks had seen this divine dog of Zhenjun Erlang, it was a powerful character that directly bit off two lives of the eight-tailed fox demon, and the monks taught by Xuan Sheng bowed their hands to the roaring dog.

Qu Yinliu looked Xuan Zhi up and down, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good that you're fine, this room is definitely not going to live, Junior Sister, help Miss Xuan clean up another room."

The female cultivator whom he called his junior sister stepped forward, she was the same female cultivator who was stationed in a village with Qu Yinliu that day, "The room next to me is still vacant, Miss Xuan will move in next to me, right? "

Xuanzhi nodded, "Miss Wei is here."

Wei Yunshi has a slow temper, he will be a little reserved when meeting him for the first time, but he will let go after getting acquainted with him a little bit, and he is quite clingy. She follows Xuan Zhi all day long, and she likes to go with her to watch the compilation of the gentlemen who are preparing for the sacrificial performance. The storybook drama.

Carpenters and masons from the whole town gathered at the temple to build the temples of Monkey King and Erlang Zhenjun, and many people helped, so the temple was completed very quickly.

The temple was completed, and the preparations for the worship of the wandering gods were also well prepared.At the beginning of May, the sun is good and the wind is warm, the water is clear and the leaves are green. When the sun first rises, a string of loud firecrackers burst into the morning light of Xiye Town. The person sang loudly: "The gods are going out--"

The team of wandering gods played the local music to welcome the gods, the gongs and drums were loud, and the sedan chair set off from the temple and walked along the long street.

The portraits of gods on the sedan chair are brightly colored, and the outlines painted with gold powder are shining in the morning light. The portraits are so detailed that even the monkey hairs on the Great Sage's body are outlined one by one.The portrait of Erlang Shenjun is painted with mountains, rivers and torrents, with brilliant golden light shining from his eyebrows and sky eyes.

After these two statues were made, Xuan Zhi had seen them countless times, and she also knew that the portraits had actually been recolored many times.The painter of the painting god has been guarding the side of the statue, and until now, the wandering god sacrifices, and he also follows the side with tools on his back.

Xuan Zhi followed the Wandering God team, and she tried to release the Roaring Dog and Somersaulting Cloud. The somersaulting cloud was at the foot of the portrait of the Great Sage, and the Roaring Dog was sitting on the sedan chair of Erlang Zhenjun, accepting the residents on the street. burning incense to worship.

In fact, these Incense Great Sage and Erlang Zhenjun couldn't receive them.They only need to know these two gods and their deeds.

After traveling around a village, the team of wandering gods will stop in the center of the village for half an hour to perform opera juggling and deduce the deeds of the gods.

After one village is gone, they will board a boat and go to the next one, until they have traveled through the entire Xiye Town, and this wandering god sacrifice lasted for three full days.Starting from the temple, after finally walking around, returning to the temple, enshrining the statue of the god on the shrine.

There are already children in the town holding the Monkey King, Erlang Zhenjun's sugar figurines and clay dolls running around, some children pulled thatch and tied it on their heads to form two long feathers, waving long sticks, looking from the back is Monkey King Sheng, turned his head and saw that there was a third eye painted on his forehead, and a group of children playing demons yelled after him.

The smell of incense permeated Xiye Town, and there were lively and jubilant scenes everywhere.

Xuanzhi squatted in front of the sugar figurine booth, and made a sugar painting for each of them in the image of Somersault Cloud, Xiaotian Dog, and Bagua Lu.

Seeing that it was her, the sugar painting master was very generous. He poured sugar water on top as if he didn't need money. Each one was bigger than her face, and could only be supported by three thin bamboo sticks. She held it in her hand happily. go back.

As for the ghost emperor who ran away angrily, who cares, he has long been thrown out of the sky.

Ever since the Great Sage said a word to Xuan Zhi, she really wanted to ask the Great Sage to show his supernatural powers again, even if he couldn't invite him to show up, just say a few words to her.

But there was no important matter, and she didn't dare to work on the gods casually.Moreover, if she really wanted to face the gods face to face, she felt a little bit of a sense of nostalgia.

In the end, Xuanzhi only dared to invite the three little treasures of the Great God, and she handed them the three sugar paintings she bought.The somersault cloud circled the caramel cloud that looked very similar to it, and the cloud rushed over, wrapping the sugar painting in its stomach.

Xuan Zhi pulled out his hand, but it was empty, "Have you eaten?" Can Somersault Yun also eat?

The somersault cloud white cloud swayed, and the caramel cloud emerged from its top, sticking to its cloud like a painting.

The Xiaotian dog hugged its own string of sugar paintings, swallowed it down, and gnawed off its own head.After it gnawed its sugar dog, it jumped up and chased somersault cloud, trying to grab its sugar cloud.

The clouds floated up and down in the yard, walking the Xiaotian dog up and down everywhere.

Seeing that they had run away, Xuanzhi invited out the Bagua furnace again. The Bagua furnace can be large or small, but after being invited out by Xuanzhi this time, it shrunk to the size of a watermelon, with a round belly of fine copper, engraved with the Bagua totem.It will swallow the sugar painting that looks as round as itself, and after a while, it will spit out a golden pill.

"This can also be made into a pill? What kind of pill? Sugar pill?" Xuanzhi squeezed the pill to check it out, but before she could understand it, a white shadow rushed past her and swallowed the pill in her hand. in stomach.

The gossip furnace was so angry that it swelled, and the body of the furnace swelled a circle. It stepped forward with four legs in the shape of a beast, and chased after the Xiaotian dog spewing sparks.

Xuanzhi watched a string of small sparks spit out from its stomach, and a burst of fiery anger swayed from the string of sparks. She seemed to hear a "buzz" in the air, and Xuanzhi exclaimed: "Bagua furnace! Hurry up!" Swallow your sparks back!" That was Liuding Shenhuo.

The body of the gossip stove paused, and abruptly sucked back the string of sparks, the threatening anger around gradually dissipated, Xuanzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

Somersaulting clouds floated in the sky, gloating over misfortune and spitting ice lumps at the Bagua stove, and the ice melted before it hit the Bagua stove.Somersaulting Cloud made persistent efforts, puffed up the cloud cluster, spat out a string of hailstones containing Buddha's light, and hit Bagua Lun with a thump.

The lid of the gossip furnace was almost blown away.

When the somersault cloud was triumphant, the Xiaotian dog jumped into the air, grabbed the sugar painting on the cloud in one bite, and gnawed off half of it.The somersault cloud quickly turned black, and the ice cannon began to chase the roaring dog Chutu.

Xuan Zhi: "..." Xuan Zhi was shocked, help me!Are all the babies of the Great God so wild?

On the branch of a banyan tree outside the courtyard, Shen Tutao watched the farce in the courtyard through the gaps in the branches and leaves. The man standing in the courtyard, a dog, a cloud, and a stove were laughing and making noise, and it was very lively. Presumably there is simply no time to think about ghosts.

The wind pierced through the branches and poured into the incomplete sleeves of the paper figurine, His Majesty Ghost Emperor was able to wring out the water with a gloomy expression.

Xuanzhi anxiously invited these little ancestors back to the talismans, and sat down on the ground with lingering fear. She was still too reckless, and would never dare to gather them so neatly again.

She tidied up the messy yard and looked around outside the yard.

It has been nine days since the last crossing, so I don't believe he won't come back tonight.