"congratulations!"

"His Royal Highness, congratulations!"

The newly-built Bodhisattva view is very lively and come and go. Xie pity walks through a few long tables full of Dangdang, and sends out a bowl of steamed noodles, golden flower soup, and white flowers. Busy to turn around, but also to deal with the guests, busy in the busy time: "Thank you, please sit!"

The Bodhisattva, which was unfortunately collapsed in the chaos, was rebuilt.

After the reconstruction, there was a lot of sentimentality than the original dangerous house, and there was a new yard. It is not the remembrance of the pity or the reconstruction of the flower city, but the villagers in the village of Bodhisattva. After the day of thanks and pity, they turned over the ruins and found a box of gold bars. Nature is the pile of power that is really stuffed into his merits every day.

These villagers have never seen so much gold, and they are almost frightened. After waking up, the village chief took a part of the reconstruction of the Bodhisattva view, and the rest did not dare to move, and then gave him back and gave him back.

Therefore, thanks to the return of Huacheng, he greeted him, in addition to the enthusiastic voices of the villagers, "Daochang" and "Little Flowers", as well as a brand new Taoist temple and a box of heavy gold bars.

The gold bar he intended to give the right to a true, but the right is really not to pick up, until the flower city told him that you do not take the gold bars back, do not want to know the correct way to raise the soul, this child is honestly The problem of giving people a gold bar was changed.

After the greetings, several of the priests headed by the sorrowful grievances stepped into the yard, and looked up and saw the whole picture of the Taoist priest.

Blinking.

Its too blinking!

The festive colors of the big red and the green, the fascinating image of the colorful mud, are not the most terrible. The most terrible thing is the plaque.

What is written on the plaque, or drawn?

Congratulations on the completion of the new concept. But this new look is so bad and vulgar everywhere, and there is a plaque that is the crowning touch of desperation. It is so exaggerating that they forget all the good words they have made.

However, thank you for not thinking about it, but it feels good, at least not a dangerous house that may collapse at any time. He once again greeted: "Please sit?"

The few priests looked like they didn't want to sit. They came over and said that they just walked through the scene and hurriedly dropped the gift and left. Thank you for your kindness: "How are they going so fast?"

Admiration: "Do you still ask?"

Thank you, "Use it."

The feelings are not good-hearted: "Go and ask your good Saburo."

It turned out that when Huacheng came back, the first one knew that it was pity, and the second one was that there was no Shangtian court in Xinxinjing. Not only because they had recently held the Shangyuan banquet lamp, but also the same as the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet lamp. The flower city that was suddenly smashed waved three thousand smashes and there was no **** left, even more since that night, the mouth The bell screamed wildly, and the entire heavenly court echoed its announcement, as if reminding them that the nightmare of the gods was back!

The nightmare is in front of you, and ordinary **** officials naturally dare not get together. However, now the rumors about the Huacheng and Xie Li in the heavens have reached a point where they dont have to add any vinegar. They still want to have a relationship with the Lara and ask for the three-pointedness of the city.

Thank you for listening. I remembered that before the flower city asked the heavenly court to report his great achievements for a whole year, he smiled and said: "Naughty."

Mu Qing said: "This is a naughty thing? You let him collect it, it's too uncomfortable. Now the clock is irritating every day, and it is completely incapable of working in heaven. It also falls from time to time and squats. It is hard to rebuild. The new Xianjing, don't waste it because of this kind of thing."

Thanks to pity: "Well, I will talk to him later. By the way, try?" He pointed to the rice noodle soup on the table in the yard, adding, "I didn't do it."

Mu Qing listened to the front of the cold, filled with rejection, listening to the next sentence to return to normal. At this time, the wind letter also came. He entered the yard and just passed by a few small officials who were about to leave. They greeted each other and whispered: "It is General Nanyang."

"It's him. It's so poor, my wife and son ran with people..."

Fengxins forehead burst into blue veins and smashed on the spot: Im fucking!!! Are you finished?! Have you been forced to do this for a few months?! And! Its 'running! Not with people. Run '! Net **** rumors!'

The few small sergeants who were broken were frightened and fled. The feelings of the hands were close to each other and the sleeves were said: "You don't explain this explanation, it sounds even more humiliating."

Fengxin was furious and grabbed a broom next to him and threw it. Amour is caught, hehe said: "Old-fashioned. Now this trick is useless to me."

Fengxin waited for another sigh, thanked the pity and walked over and gave him a broom. He said, "Its useless. Then, the two of you helped me to sweep the yard together. Just put a few bunches of firecrackers on the ground. Its red scum. Its hard. If you are bored, you can pick up the dragon by the way.

"???"

After half an hour, there was a roaring voice coming out of the scene, getting closer and closer.

A few people in the yard looked out. After a while, the black people pressed a large group of people into the courtyard of Bodhisattva. They shouted: "Is it here?" "It's here, oh, pretty good." "I have a meal, a lot of food!" "There is meat!"

The wind and the freshly cleaned land were trampled by a large group of mud legs. He is holding a broom, as if he feels that he has been infected with fleas. His eyes are round and round: "...What are these things going on?"

Before the public, one person was headed, and it was Shi Qingxuan. He turned around and bowed, and said, "His Royal Highness, I am coming to disturb! How about the last time I said good?"

Thanks and smiles: "Welcome to the extreme, of course! Please sit down, please sit down."

Admire the feeling: "This person is too much."

Shi Qingxuan: "Not much! Last year, the grandfathers who helped the people in the Imperial City were here."

At that time, Shi Qingxuan and others said that after a good thing, please eat chicken legs, everyone has a share, after the event, no one can find people everywhere, the chicken legs are naturally not eaten. Today, I can finally fulfill my contract.

A bowl of chicken legs was picked up, and the teacher said: "You don't have to worry about it today, eat it!"

The crowds squeezed from the table to the ground, cheering, and then picked up the sea bowl and sucked and sucked. Eat and eat, suddenly one person said: "No, there is evil spirit!"

Everyone turned around and saw that the circle was actually open to the eye. Thanks for the headache, said: "How come you are here too?"

Tianyan opened the way: "The last time we also helped, how can we not come?" He raised the bowl high and looked serious: "Let you, listen to me, I am absolutely not mistaken! The food in this bowl has evil spirits." I'm afraid it's not a good thing, it's weird! Let's put it down!"

No one cares about him. The public has already finished a round, and they have raised empty bowls: "A new bowl!"

Fengxin and admiration used the broom to fight and swept the red firecracker residue in the yard, watching other people eat, drink, and so on. They also sat down and picked up the bowl. Just the sky is open-eyed: "You don't listen to people!" He said that he would go up to the kitchen to see, and Shi Qingxuan kept him. "It's really a long way, you think too much, here is Its normal to have a **** rain, but its normal to have evil spirits. Well, dont worry, Ill see, you sit and dont be impulsive.

He really got up on his own, went to the kitchen and picked up the curtain: "Look, what is weird--"

Thanks for your pity: "Wait a minute, I have to look at it..."

However, waiting for him, Shi Qingxuan, Feng Xin, and a few people to look at the probe, all shocked.

I saw the pig in the kitchen, a tall pig butcher was crazy on the cutting board, if not the pig legs behind, I thought he was a man. Next to it, a huge fire was born under a huge cylinder. A long-necked chicken in the tank was bathing in the heat. When someone saw him outside, he screamed and screamed at his chest.

Thanks to the first two big, and quickly walked into the whisper: "I didn't say it, can't you?"

Chicken essence "squeaky" to take the chest to ensure: "Da Bogong, we came to take a shower, very clean! And this soup has the effect of prolonging life, not drinking will not hurt people! No loss! Rest assured !"

"..."

Shi Qingxuan quietly put down the curtain, and the wind and the feelings of the truth immediately threw the bowl away. The spurt said: "It's better not to do it!"

Thank you for your pity, but also funny and helpless: "They must help, no way, but also kind."

At this time, it seems that I finally feel that a few people here are suspicious and come over. Xie pity quickly stopped him: "What?"

He was afraid that they would see the pig butchers in the sky and they would have to make trouble. Who knows, the eyes are not coming to the kitchen, but to him. He turned around a few circles around Xie, and wondered: "Weird..."

Thank you, "What's wrong?"

It seems that there is no doubt in the eyes, saying: "No, thank you, you are a ghost, how is it worse than last time?"

"..."

Thanks for a light cough. Admire the feelings: "The days and the ghost kings are mixed together, of course, getting worse."

The sky is open but says: "No. Even then, shouldnt it be like this?"

Wind channel: "What is it like?"

Doubt for a long time, the eyes opened and finally said directly.

He said: "How does this ghost in your body become from the inside out? This... this is completely emitted from your body."

"..."

"I am afraid that you have been sinned. What have you done? How is it so sick?"

"..."

Xie pity and cough can not cough out. His entire face will be congested.

The wind and the feelings of the love have not yet understood. When I have returned to the taste, I will look at the pity and silence: "..."

Only Shi Qingxuans brain couldnt turn and he said, Whats wrong? So what's the matter? Your Royal Highness, you are really sick? Does the blood rain flower know? He didnt show you good?!

No, no. It is because of him, so it will be like this!

Thank you for your pity: "This. Actually. No. You don't... I think, it's not as good, um..."

There were some messy pictures in his mind, and he said a bunch of meaningless words in a mess. Suddenly, he was leaning against one's chest. An arm with a silver wristband encircled him, and a familiar voice smiled and said: "I think, you might as well go back to your seat, eat yours, and take care of nothing else, how?"

This situation, thank you, I really don't know if it should be more embarrassing, such as "Sanlang!"

When I saw the flower city, the wind and the feelings of the feelings were hard to say, but thanking them in the front, they could not say anything. Only Shi Qingxuan still asked very seriously: "Blood rain, do you check the body of His Royal Highness?"

Thanks for holding his forehead, I hope he will stop asking. At this time, the crowd got up: "A new bowl!" "Add more meat!" "This chicken soup is not delicious, put more salt!"

The feelings of love can't stand any more, said: "Do you know that this is a Taoist temple, for the priests, can you hold a little?"

The public is not eating his set. Last time, they worked together with many priests to consolidate the people's formation. I saw a few priests shivering and fleeing, but they were not as good as them, and they were too familiar with the teacher's youth. They felt that the original gods were like this. It seems that they are not much different from each other. It seems that they are not so high and inviolable.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the kitchen: "Who is it?"

I heard the sound, thank you for your tightness, grabbed the kitchen, and saw the pig butcher and chicken yelling inside, busy and appease: "Calm! Calm! What's wrong?"

The chicken was so frightened that the goose bumps were all up: "Da Bogong! Haunted! There are ghosts, and we have eaten all the delicious soup! I just got a fierce, and then I wont have a bowl! Haunted It!"

The pig butcher shouted: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it your own to be a ghost?"

Thanks for the slightest sigh: "How come? Only then did you see that you just made more than fifty bowls?"

"Yes!"

Can look again, and sure enough, more than fifty bowls are empty, even the soup is a clean drink!

Xie pity is strange, suddenly thought of one person, turned to see the flower city leaning against the door, said: "Sanlang, is it?"

Huacheng whispered: "Eight Eight Nine."

"Well..." thanked him. "He should, too, come to congratulate. It is reasonable to welcome, but it is a bit more to eat... Now that the food has been eaten by him, what should I do?"

Huacheng smiled and said: "Do not do anything. Add interest."

The troubled ghost city ghosts began to cook again. At this time, there was a groan in the hall and the courtyard. It seemed that who was arguing with him. Xie was thinking of going out to mediate, but Huacheng grabbed his hand and took him away from the other side of the door.

The two men walked out of the Bodhisattva. There are trees on the road, and it is better to let go when you let go, but the two are not willing to let go of the other hand, so they turn around and turn around. Thanks to the sidelines: "Sanlang, where are we going now?"

Huacheng Road: "It's too noisy here, let's go with them, let's go first."

Thanks for walking and looking back, I was a little worried about the truth: "Whether they are? The Bodhisattva is rebuilt, what if it is collapsed?"

Huacheng doesn't care about the tunnel: "If it collapses, it will collapse, and then build one. If the brother wants, how much is there."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

In the night, thousands of lights in the view, after bathing, thank you for wearing a thin white coat, leaning on the collapsed jade, a stroke.

He is writing a copybook to Huacheng. Huacheng reclined beside him, and only the middle of the coat, the collar was slightly open, and the hands were bored with the red coral beads.

Under the warmth of the jade, he kept staring at the pity, and looked at it for a while before he blinked like a lame, sighing: "Brother, don't get that, come and rest."

Xie Pian Fang had already suffered enough, and resolutely refused to be fooled. This tone heard his ears burn, strong self-satisfaction, continue to write, a serious and authentic: "No. Saburo, today someone said that your word is ugly, you I have to practice well, otherwise, I dont want people to know that you are my teacher."

Huacheng sat up slightly and raised his eyebrows: "Brother, I remember, you used to say that you liked my words very much."

Since the return of Huacheng, for a long time, thanking him for being very compliant with him, he is responsive, probably because of this, he finally spoiled him, and his bad eyes are getting more and more. Thanks for writing the words, put down the pen, and more serious: "Don't make a bad mouth. I wrote it, come over and practice."

So, Huacheng slouched down to Xia pity, hugged his waist, bent slightly, his head resting on his shoulder. He took off his red coral bead from the end of the hair, put it on the paper, let it chase the bead on the paper, roll it, and deliberately refused to write.

He is so naughty and strong to show his sense of existence, thankful and pity to think that the whole person "gears the body, from the inside out" exudes ghosts, it is the atmosphere of the flower city, can not help but feel a little soft, I earned two times, and whispered: "...write it well."

Huacheng Road: "Well, listen to your brother."

He took the pen and wrote two sentences and put it down. Thanks for your pity, shook his head, and countless times in his heart: "Not saved." After a pause, he also raised a pen and helped him make up the last two sentences.

After writing, thank you for a gentle blow, picking up the paper, and the two looked at the co-written poem.

The ink on the paper, the four poems that have been built into the sky:

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Take a look at the flowering lazy, half-edge monastic half-edge.

Even the embarrassment was at the table, wide-eyed, and it looked as if it was invisible. Huacheng smiled and said: "The peerless work. Brother, fast, come to the name. This word will be amazing, and will be passed down through the ages."

Xie Li has already written the name of Huacheng in the lower part. Hearing that he said this, he really did not go and add his own name. Huacheng laughed enough, falsely: "Is your brother embarrassed? I will help you."

Say, hold the hand of thank you, brush and write a few words. Of course, if you don't talk about the prospects, no one can tell that this is two words, and it is impossible to see the name of the pity...

Xie pity looked at his own hand to write such a thing, ridiculously, smashed his head in front of Huacheng. Suddenly, he felt that the words were a bit familiar, as if they had seen it.

After a short while, he remembered, his eyes lit up and said: "Sanlang, you!"

He grabbed the flower city arm and pulled his sleeve up, rejoicing: "This is it!"

In the days when the two lived together in the view of Bodhisattva, one day, thanking him for seeing a tattoo in his hand, it seems that it is an alien language. At that time, he still thought about it in his heart, but never imagined that it was not "interracial words". It turned out to be his name!

Huacheng also looked at his arm and smiled: "Is the brother finally recognized?"

Thanks to pity: "It should have been recognized, just..."

However, the word of Huacheng is really awesome. Needless to say, Huacheng also guessed what he was thinking. Haha laughed, and thanked him with a waist. He kissed his forehead and said, "It doesn't matter, my brother's words will look good, I will be more happy than my words. Ten thousand times.

Thankful hand caressed on the tattoo. The tattoo is very dark, and you can imagine how painful it will be. He whispered: "Is this your thorn when you were young?"

Huacheng smiled slightly, pulled down his sleeves and nodded.

That must be that he himself stabbed himself. Imagine a little boy sneaking the picture of the admired person's name on his arm, so naive, so brave.

Ten fingers clasped, red lines intertwined. Thanks to the pity, suddenly appeared a scene of the flower city in the Tonglushan Mountain.

At the last moment, Huacheng said a word.

Although it is silent, thank you very much for what he said.

That is the flower city that began when it was a child, and it was carried out until death.

"I will always be your most loyal believer."

Folklore Talk

Folklore, there is such a broken fairy.

Although it is called a tattered immortal, but the most blessed by this immortal is not the broken, but the peace of the world. Because, he is also one of the strongest Valkyrie.

There is no magic that can't be broken, no evil. Sitting on the power of the world, not losing the heart of flowers,

However, worshipping God is a matter of jealousy and particularity. If you encounter a palace that serves the immortal, you must not worship at will.

It is said that this ruined immortal has a special constitution and will call for bad luck. Do not believe, prepare a blind man, first touch the hand of the immortal god, and then throw a hand, the luck must be bad home.

Therefore, praying for the gray statue of a tattered immortal, may be more and more unfortunate, drinking cold water, stuffing the teeth, wearing a robe is also a ghost.

Folks also have legends that there is such a red ghost king.

Although the ghost king is already a non-human, but has a large number of huge believers, there is a popular home to secretly set up a ghost king at home, day and night to worship, pray for good luck.

Because, this ghost king is not only said that he has not had a defeat, he is invincible, and the fortune is extremely invincible. Do not believe, worship him before you cast a donkey. If you can get help, the next one must be good.

However, ghosts are more natural than God's jealousy. Although the ghost king has a strong and strong temperament, his temperament is extremely strange.

If he is happy, he will help you without paying attention to him; he is not happy, and he is dismissive of you when he spends a lot of money; and if he is very unhappy, he may be killed by his backhand.

Therefore, for the same reason, it is better to respect it.

However, if people enshrine the two images of this **** and a ghost, they will turn into decay.

The red king of the ghost will dispel the bad luck of the ruined fairy, and let him reveal his true face.

People will be surprised to find that the original color of the tattered immortal is not gray, but golden.

Legends generally have their basis. But this is probably a long story, or it needs to be said from eight hundred years ago. It may take a long time to say. People don't necessarily have the patience to listen.

But what is certain is that if you want each of them to exert the strongest power, they must be enshrined together.

In this way, you can double the good fortune, double the invincibility.

Heavenly blessing, no taboos!