Chapter 449: Ji Tong

Ershen looked down at the golden ring on his ankle, his voice trembling. "Senior Brother Li"

Tears soaked through the red hijab, leaving five tear stains of different sizes on the red cloth, which seemed to be both exciting and sad.

Bai Lingmiao couldn't see through her. Er Shen's body seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of fog, making it impossible for him to use his ability of sitting and forgetting to clearly see her various emotions and sufferings.

Li Huowang looked at her with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a while, he reached out and grabbed a corner of the red hijab and lifted it.

He has seen the appearance of the two gods many times, so naturally he will not be scared, but the current appearance is a little different from the past.

On most of the beast's face, there were relatively few traces of other beasts, and the silver-white hair of the fox obviously took up the majority.

The short thorns between the white hairs fit as snugly as possible, as if trying to make themselves look better.

Li Huowang was fascinated by the small half of her face that belonged to a mortal, and the resentful eyes on it. This look was so similar to the Bai Lingmiao of the past. He seemed to feel that the Bai Lingmiao who had been accompanying him from Qingfeng Temple appeared again. in front of myself.

When Li Huowang couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek, the scales under the hair made his fingers feel a tingle, which also made him wake up.

No, the second god is not her. The Miaomiao of the past will never forgive herself.

The gloomy-looking Li Huowang's hand was about to slowly fall down, but was held firmly by Er Shen's hand with sharp nails, fingers interlocked.

But when the two gods opened their big mouths full of fangs, revealing the forked tongue inside, she gave up first, covered her face with a red hijab, and left with a choked sob.

Li Huowang did not pursue them, but watched silently as the two gods gradually disappeared into the darkness, and sighed softly.

Although he knew that the two gods were also part of Bai Lingmiao, but the distribution of emotions and sufferings was different, except that he also gave her an anklet, he really didn't know what attitude to use to face her.

Treat her like Bai Lingmiao? Two Bai Lingmiao? Li Huowang always felt particularly awkward in his heart.

When the somewhat depressed Li Huowang returned to the lively banquet, his mind was still thinking about the tears in the corners of the two gods' huge beast eyes.

When he came to his senses, he saw that the bowl in front of him was piled high with various pieces of chicken legs.

Bai Lingmiao on the side picked up a chopstick and placed the leek on top of his bowl, "Have you finished chatting? Eat quickly, this banquet is just for you to catch the wind."

Li Huowang stretched his right hand towards the table, but he did not take the chopsticks, but towards the wine bottle next to him.

Li Huowang reached out to fill a glass for himself, and drank it directly.

The lost feeling of drunkenness once again enveloped his mind, and this feeling of numb scalp made him feel better at the moment.

To be honest, he has no experience in dealing with this. He was just a high school student in the past.

"Why are there not enough troubles like this? Can't we just stop?" Li Huowang muttered to himself, holding the wine glass, and poured himself another glass.

Before he drank himself down, Li Huowang figured out this problem. In fact, these emotional troubles existed in the past. It was just that in the past, he had always been between life and death, reality and illusion, and had no time to think about these trivial matters.

The banquet was over, and Li Huowang, who was half asleep and half awake, smelled of alcohol, felt as if he was lying on a cloud.

After a while, the silky satin sheet underneath him and the familiar fragrance made Li Huowang realize that he was back in Bai Lingmiao's boudoir.

Subconsciously reaching out, Li Huowang hugged a soft body and stroked the hairpins in the hair. He lowered his head and kissed her.

Bai Lingmiao walked along the winding dirt road in Niuxin Village, with candlelight shining on the surrounding windows. Every family member was happily discussing how to divide the meat and vegetables they brought back into several days to eat.

"Miaomiao, everyone's life is much better now than before. After finishing the meal, there is still some leftover." Chun Xiaoman said with a smile to Bai Lingmiao.

"If you want the horse to run, you have to let it eat grass." Bai Lingmiao looked unconcerned and walked towards the Bai family ancestral hall in the distance.

"Besides, it doesn't cost much money. The money earned by the Lu family class is enough for them. Speaking of which, I didn't expect the Lu family class at first, but I didn't expect that the more money he sang in Daliang, the more money he earned. .”

"Yes, last time, there was an old man having a funeral. I heard that before he died, he appointed Master Lu and the others to perform a pink opera in front of the mourning hall for three days. I don't know what he thought. of."

While they were talking, Bai Lingmiao and the two had already walked into the Bai family ancestral hall, skillfully turned the three monkeys with their hands, and walked in through the secret door.

The oil lamp in the underground hall was lit, and the sound of rapid chanting came up along the empty stairs.

"The sky is round and the earth is square. Please ask the gods to come down to the altar to support the child. The sky is urging the earth to urge. The ancestor is flying on the clouds and returning. The ancestor is flying on the horse. He comes to the altar and supports the child..."

When they entered the main hall, they saw Lu Xiucai wearing a paper bellyband full of scriptures. He was holding a triangular white lotus flag in one hand and a dagger with spikes on both ends in the other. He was beating the sword with the spikes on both sides. own head.

"The left eye turned into the sun, and the right eye turned into the moon. The sun and moon turned into bright lights. I sincerely come to worship you."

The spikes on the dagger had broken his scalp, and scarlet blood slowly fell from his forehead, covering his face, and he looked particularly frightening due to his excitement at the moment.

"This Altar Lord descended quickly, transformed into a god, transformed into a god, transformed into mountains and rivers to open a path of light, came to guide step by step, supported the child every step of the way, helped the child to shine, and opened the golden mouth to tell the clear message!!"

As he shouted the last words, he suddenly raised his right foot and stamped it hard on the ground three times, and everything returned to calm.

Looking at Li Xiucai, who was staring angrily, like a statue standing there, Bai Lingmiao frowned slightly and thought for a moment. With a "clang" sound, he pulled out the long sword from Chun Xiaoman's waist with one hand and pointed it directly at Lu Xiucai's waist. Cut it off.

But when the sword blade collided with Li Xiucai's body, it unexpectedly made a crisp sound of metal and stone.

Bai Lingmiao was worried and tried a few more times, but could only leave a shallow scratch on Lu Xiucai's body.

You must know that Chun Xiaoman's sword was given to her by Li Huowang. Although it cannot kill evil spirits and eliminate demons, it can still cut iron like clay.

But this time the sharp sword could only have such an effect on Lu Xiucai. It had to be said that Lu Xiucai was already invulnerable at this moment.

Lu Xiucai, who was extremely excited, lowered his head and observed his body, feeling so excited that he couldn't control himself.

In order to practice this magical skill, I suffered so much and suffered so many beatings! But when this moment came, he suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

Suddenly his expression turned into gritted teeth, and the dagger and triangular white lotus flag in his hands could not stop trembling with his hands.

"Damn! Damn old bones! How dare you hang me up and beat me! Don't stop me! I must take revenge today! I will tear that old bone alive!"

"What the hell -" Chun Xiaoman was about to step forward, but was stopped by Bai Lingmiao's hand. "We won't stop you, just go ahead. Your father drank a lot tonight, so he should be sleeping soundly."

Lu Xiucai roared, raised the dagger in his hand and kept swinging it, then rushed towards the secret door happily.

But when he was about to walk out the door, his pace became slower and slower, and the curses in his mouth suddenly increased. "Don't stop me!! I killed that old bastard of his today!!"