Chapter 89: Moonlight Festival Mid-Autumn Festival

"clang!"
Spark splash.
The blade is deep
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into the stone paving, thank you both hands holding the sword, bowed his head, his forehead deeply against the hilt, a tooth seems to be bitten by his own teeth.
"waste!"
Grace haha ​​laughed: "You waste this! I know you don't dare to kill me! Let me humiliate you, how can you toss you to death, as long as I put the knife on the neck of others, you can't help me. You are a useless coward, do God like you, what are you still alive!"
However, thankfulness has completely calmed down. He looked up and his eyes were cold: "You don't be too happy. I can't help you, naturally someone has won you."
Grace said: "Do you want to hold him on the thigh of Junwu and ask him to be the master? Don't dream, did you care for you? Well? Now I still lick my face and mix with him, you can't be a Idiot."
Xie Li stripped down the solemn and gorgeous Yueshen costume on Grace, called out the evil spirits, and bound him to the side, and said: "You better shut up and say less."
Grace said: "I am not afraid of you, why do you threaten me?"
Thanks to the pity: "Are you afraid of the city?"
Graceful smile finally caught for a moment. This moment, thankful and whispered: "I told you in advance, in case I am in a bad mood, maybe I will hand you over to Huacheng, ask him to help me think of a cure. So you give me some care. ,Did you hear that?"
Hearing words, Grace can't laugh out. He stunned: "Fucking, you are so vicious! You can't figure it out! You might as well give me to Lang Qianqiu!"
Thanks to pity on the ground, began to use the little bit of the hand to rub the ground and the bottom of the rough particles of different sizes. In fact, he will not hand over the grace to Heaven. The reason is Lang Qianqiu. If it is handed over, Lang Qianqiu knows that the grace is falling, and immediately he will raise the sword and rush to kill him. Let not let him kill? Headache; what if the next step is killed? Also a headache. Therefore, Shang Tianting is currently not allowed to pay.
In this case, it seems that it is a good choice to go to Huacheng to help. But in fact, he just took the flower city out to scare the grace. After all, he has been disturbing the flower city for too many times. Every time he has something to think of, he always thinks that he is too foreign to be an outsider. It’s just that I’m moving out of him to scare me. I’m sorry to have been embarrassed.
Grace turned around and spit in the other direction. The child pitifully reached out and touched his forehead and said, "Hey, are you okay? Are you hurting?"
Grace seems to be very happy to enjoy this father-son game, yin and yang strangely said: "Son 乖~ Dad is fine~ Hahaha."
Thanks to the redness of the eyes, while holding the powder, carefully placed in the Yueshen suit. The child sneaked over and helped prayed a little. Thanks to see this pair of small hands, looked up at him, the child whispered: "Brother, can you not beat me, let us go. We will not come to your house to steal things."
Thanks for the acidity, forbearance, and said: "Children, what is your name?"
The child said: "My name is Millet."
Xie pity gathered all the ashes, wrapped them in the clothes, put them back in the coffin, and put them on the coffin, which slowly said: "Muzi, there is not you, there is another person, he is a ghost. I am possessed. It is a bad person now."
The child can't understand his words and confuses the truth: "Another person? No, I know, that is me."
Grace applauded: "Not bad, I can't get a cheap son! Hahaha... Hey!" But thank you for kicking the past.
Millet is still young and has always been dependent on his father. He is extremely dependent on the body that looks graceful. He will not be willing to leave. He regrets how to put him in the air, so he has a heart sword and two He has repeated three heads. The left hand was holding the grace, the right hand holding the millet, leaving the Tai Cangshan, and rushing to the village of Bodhisattva.
After leaving for many days, when I came back late at night, the view of the Bodhisattva opened wide, the clouds were rolling, the incense burners on the platform were filled with incense sticks, and some tributes were piled on the table. Thanks for the pity, I took a look at it and took two buns from the table. One gave the millet, and the other rudely smashed it into the mouth. After all, this body is still a living person. Before thanking him for studying how to take it out of this person, he must eat well. It’s a bit uncomfortable to squirt the buns and it’s a bit uncomfortable.
I said! You shouldn’t really give me to Huacheng??

Xie pity sneered: "Are you afraid?" Too lazy to listen to him nonsense, turned and went to the ground on a pile of pickles jars to look east. Graceful mouth: "I have something to fear, I am afraid that you, as a priest, actually hooked up with this kind of hook. You..." He said, he suddenly looked at him, locked in one place. It turned out that Xie pity bent over and slipped out of the same thing in his underwear.
It is a crystal clear ring. This is what this is.
Xie Li did not notice his gaze, but his grace was behind him, revealing the color of doubt. After a while, he said: "Prince cousin, what is your chest??"
Xie Liben did not intend to pay attention to him, but the ring mentioned by Grace was something he cares about a lot, so he turned and put his finger on the thin silver chain and said, "This? Do you know what it is?

Grace said: "You take it, give me a look, I will know."
Thanks for your pity: "Know it. If you don't say it, shut up."
Graceful, said: "You are always excited about the people you are familiar with, and have the ability to shake your prestige."
Xie pity put the silver chain back into the chest and put it on the meat. He said, "You have the ability to continue. Say one sentence, I will score one point, and you will be one step closer to the knife of Huacheng."
Unknowingly, he was very familiar with the flower city. Grace sneered: "You scare me less, you may die someday, who is under the knife! You are not trying to know what this is? One of the four evils tells you that this is the curse , ominous things! Don't hurry to throw away, you dare to bring this thing to the body, is it because you have lived long?"
Hearing the words, thanking him for getting up, said: "Really?"
Graceful words: "Crap! If you give this thing, whether it is a person or a ghost, you will be unwilling."
Thanks and pity: "Oh."
Grace: "What is ‘oh’?!

Xie pity does not return, faintly said: "Oh, it is your words, you are a ghost. I chose to believe in the person who sent me this thing. I decided to wear it all the time."
He is always gentle to others, but he is extraordinarily cold. It’s half-dead, screaming, and thanking me for not hearing anything. He found that he couldn't find the jar with half a month. He said: "Is the wind teacher already here, took her away?"
Listening and listening, he suddenly felt a slight misunderstanding.
It’s really weird. The grace is clear that the flower city is afraid of death, but why dare to continue to stimulate him, it is like... It is just like deliberately trying to attract his attention!
Thinking of this, thank you for a sudden attack, cold and uncomfortable, and sure enough to see his eyes flashing, sneaky. An inexplicable instinct drove the gratitude to look up. As soon as he looked up, he saw the top of the beam that was not too high. A black man clung to the back of the ceiling and fell on it like a huge bat.
Cheering backhand is a heart-throwing sword. The man put his back on the beam, and to evade the sword, he turned and fell.
Guzi was scared that the buns had fallen, and he wowed. When Rong Rong just shouted, he was sealed by Ruo, and dragged to the corner to bundle it. Xie Pui originally thought that this was a helper for the ambush, but quickly made a few hands, only to feel that this person shot fast and embarrassed, inexplicably familiar. He can responsibly determine that this virtue is tolerant, and he has no ability to control such a subordinate. He also sees what the other person holds in his hand, and looks at it with a black lacquered jar. And that jar is the one with half a month!
The wind master has not taken the half moon yet? Thanks for the moment, remembering who this person is, and blurted out: "Little!"
It turned out that I had been stealing for half a month. I know that I was just hit by the thankfulness. I had to hide from the beam. Because I was bound by the evil spirits, I was lying on the ground. I saw the hiding place on the top. He didn’t know. Who is this person, only thought that it is unfavorable to thank, that is to his advantage. He was afraid of praying that someone was ambushing on it, deliberately continually interfering with the noise, and it was expected that he was still prayed. Thanks for the two curses, the shacks are exiled, and both have no mana, so they can only fight hard. Thanks for the eight hundred years, they all worked hard together, and they couldn’t help but live in it. After a dozen moves, they won him and said: "The jar is still here!"
Originally, he just shouted at the mouth. Who knows, he actually gave the pickle jar to him. Thanks for your pity, I thought about how to make it back. This little general is really simple. Generally, I don’t want to die and not pull for a long time. But when I heard the shackles throwing out the jar, I whispered, "Go!"
Listening to this tone, I was really anxious. The jar had not yet fallen in the air, and Xie was about to reach out to pick it up. It suddenly turned abruptly and flew out the window. The next moment, a few people listened to the voice of a man far away: "You really taught me to be disappointed."
The hustle and bustle changed, and said: "...General!"
Thanks and he rushed out of the Bodhisattva. Sure enough, the man who stood in a room far away was jealous. He didn't wear armor, he was dressed in a uniform, and his body was very long. The jar flew to the side of the body and floated, but he held the sword at the waist, and said to the following: "Men's husband, the overall situation is heavy, the cause is first. You are the one who wants to do something big, now What is going on, for a little girl to mess with it? You are not a hairy boy?"
I stayed down and said nothing. He said: "You can get to this position in two hundred years. Is it easy for you? I have paved the way for you, it is easy to go down, it is not easy to get up!"
The so-called high place is not cold. This is where the gods are going to go down, generally they like to stand tall, the higher the more convenient to overlook the people below. Thanks to pity, there was such a stinking problem. Of course, after he fell once, he felt that his leg was faintly painful when he stood up to the heights. The problem was cured. However, the tallest building in the entire Boao Village is the village head's house, and the village head's family is also a simple small tile house, so the generals standing here are very succumbing.
However, this is not the point. The point is that if you look at this situation, you will know what is going on. Last time, I was willing to pull a half-month to sin and give him a top sin. Although it was because of Jun Wu, it seemed to give up on the surface, but did not give up. This time, Xie Li was turned out of the golden banquet and other broken things, it is difficult to protect itself, the wind review will inevitably fall, the general will probably feel that it is time to revisit the old things, so find a place to stay with him and half a month Going to the heavens and trying to turn the case, it is really a hundredfold. However, it seems that he is not very active. He sighed and said: "General, this is still...."
"you……!"
I looked at the sky without a word, and hated iron. It’s also annoying, and I’m dissatisfied with the pity. I’ve been reprimanded in front of me. For a long while, he suddenly said,
I’m going to see what kind of strange woman is, let me cultivate it.
It seems that I want to break the jar. This kind of method of opening the altar is originally no problem. The problem is that half a month of injury does not know how to raise it. If it is not cured, it will be broken. It will be miserable, thank you for your change, and you will fly. : "Don't fall!"
Who knows, the pickpocket has not yet arrived, but the jar has a loud bang, and it has exploded.
In an instant, the sky is full of crunchy taste of pickles.
The nearest pick from the jar was unfortunately hanged with pickles, and the whole person was shocked by the salty cabbage rain. Immediately, a clear woman’s voice was in the air:
The general is really good and bright!

A white man turned out from a small jar. He had only a fist that was a little bigger. He turned over a few laps and turned over. He looked at it with a glance and said: "The wind master!"
Hidden in the pickles jars, it is not half a month, but the teacher Qing Xuan. She hid in the jar and couldn't prevent the pickled pickles, but she still fluttered in white, not stained with dust, and landed safely, saying: "Fortunately, fortunately, I will send this little girl to someone else somewhere earlier." Go, otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the general's long arm."
I have always been self-satisfied, no matter what it is, the style must be there. At this time, it is a gas of pickles. Even if it is against the female form of the teacher, the good manners will be depressed: "Qing Xuan, why are you doing this right with me?"
If he changed his personal, he estimated that he had already started to scream, but unfortunately, when he thought of the brother of Shi Qingxuan, he could only clean up the pickles, rationalize his hair, cut his teeth, and shook his head: "...you You better not let me know where you sent the little girl, otherwise I will come to visit in person."
His words are no different than saying that whoever stays for half a month is just right with him, he will definitely go to trouble. Shi Qingxuan is clapping: "Well, let's say it, it's okay to tell you where you are, I'm afraid you don't dare to visit. Listen well - that little girl is now in Yulongshan, Yushi Dongfu, under the rainman's seat!" Do you dare to go?"
Hearing his words, his face changed slightly, but he was not as emboldened as he was. He gathered the color and suddenly became serious. He said to the wind teacher: "Qing Xuan, you are still young and young, and this is the only thing you like to fight. I just hope that you will come back to the day and think back to the present, don't regret it!"
When he finished, he jumped off the roof and his body shape disappeared. Thanks for the slightest feelings, I always felt that there was something in his words and asked: "The wind master, his last sentence...?"
Shi Qingxuan is not interested in the tunnel: "Bulky."
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Shi Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "Small 裴, this time you know to stop your general, it’s still kind. I’ve changed it underneath. I have a chance to tell you good things in heaven. ,Do not worry!"
I stayed silent for a moment and said: "Thank you an adult. However, I always feel that you are a little misunderstood. In fact, he is not like this on a regular basis. It is just because of the past, he is too worried about me. Also, you know, Rain Master..."
In the end, it seems that I still feel that I have said more, shook my head and said, "Farewell."
The two watched him go, thanked and said: "The wind master, only you said the rain master, but the rain teacher?"
Shi Qingxuan turned around and said: "Exactly. The rain teacher has not changed for hundreds of years. How come you know? Is there old?"
Xie pity shook his head and said warmly: "Although I have never had the privilege of seeing it, I am very grateful to the Rain Master for being kind to me."
Shi Qingxuan smiled and said: "That is. Although I know very little about the Rain Master, as long as I know it, I have never said that the Rain Master is not good. Oh, except for you."
Thanks to pity: "Can there be any festival between the two?"
Shi Qingxuan: "The festival is natural. People who have been in the heavens for so many years, who have not yet had a holiday or collusion. I told you that the rainmaster is a shadow in his heart."
"..." thank you, "shadow?" In his heart, I always feel that the rainmaster is a farmer. Shi Qingxuan: "Hey, you know, there are a lot of descendants. There are children and grandchildren everywhere. Before Xiaoxiao, there was another deputy in Mingguang Temple. He also ordered him to come up and then soared. a descendant."
Thanks to the pity: "The descendants of the generals are really talented."
But no one can take the ascendant as a "home study source." Shi Qingxuan has shown the fan: "The talents are counted as talents, but they all follow a virtue. They are big and have a big problem. The deputy often commits crimes on other people's sites, but he is arrogant. No one dared to say anything. As a result, one day, he committed the former Yushi State.
"The Rain Master is almost out of the ordinary, only planting in the deep mountains, so there is a famous name called the deep mountain Lao Nong Yu Shi, who knows that when he comes out, he will directly hit the next man to go to heaven, and finally I was thrown to the emperor and sentenced to exile."
Thanks for thinking: "How does this story seem familiar?"
Shi Qingxuan went on to say: "I was thinking about it, exile and exile. It’s nothing to fish again after a hundred years. But how many things can happen in a hundred years in the world? Every year, even every day, there is new The strangers appeared, like a lantern, dazzled, waves and waves, one wave after another. Only after ten years, the original believers have converted to other officials; after fifty years, the deputy officer I was forgotten for a long time. After a hundred years, I never got up again. At that time, a young man with a light future was so abolished, no more. Until a small embarrassment came out, he regained his mind. Find the deputy of your heart."
It is no wonder that the generals have to use the means to catch the small scorpion. It turns out that there is a precedent, and it is afraid that it will be scrapped. Although the method is not right. Thanks for the pity, a sigh, said: "Human."
Shi Qingxuan also said: "Yeah, after staying in the world for a long time, they will all be lost to lose their aura and fighting spirit."
The two nod each. The difference is that Xie Pity is unconsciously unconsciously nodding, and Shi Qing Xuan is exaggeratingly nodded autonomously. After a while, Xie pity remembered an extremely important person and called: "... Lang Fire! That child!"
A series of things happened too fast and the stimulus was too great, so he never remembered the child. Shi Qingxuan: "You said the child you brought back from the bliss? The child has seen the emperor, now I am there, come back and bring it to you."
Thanks to pity, the Bodhisattva Guan Guan is still closed to another child, but can not let others see, said: "How can I be so happy, or I will go up."
Shi Qingxuan nodded happily: "The same. Just a day to the Mid-Autumn Festival, you don't miss it once a year, this year my brother will come back, I will introduce you to you."
This tone is full of pride for my brother, and I can’t help but smile. I thought,
Mid-Autumn Festival...

Every year, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the gods of the heavens must set up a Mid-Autumn Festival to celebrate, overlooking the joys of the hundreds of people in the world. In addition, there is a very important "game" at the banquet. It can be said that it is the finale of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet - "bucket lights".
A praying lantern is available to ordinary people. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Baishen fighting lights, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the subjective of each of the priests, how many devotees can be received by the believers.
Although everyone said "it's just a game", "I don't want to be serious." "I just play, I don't care." In fact, how many hearts can really care? Most of them are secretly screaming, looking forward to this year the believers give themselves a sigh of relief. If there is any indisputable one, then there is only Junwu, because, of course, every year, the fighting lights are the victory of the Shenwu Temple, and it is higher every year, so he really used this game as a game. God officer. As for the rest of the priests, the first is not the first, the second is the second, and the situation is extremely fierce.
When the incense of the Xianle Palace was at its peak, the Mid-Autumn Festival was also the second in the limelight. It was far ahead of the Shenwu Temple, and the other gods were far behind, but now it will be difficult to read. Xie pity does not have to guess to know how many blessings will be spent this year - certainly not at all! 2k novel reading network