Chapter 43: If there is a tiger in the mountain, you have to go (Part 2)
Zhi Shou's expression is peaceful and his demeanor is calm, completely unable to tell that from today on, he will become the prey of many monks in the Eight Wastelands and face endless robberies and killings.
Xie Xuan, Zhou Chu, Ji Kang and others also knelt and sat around, listening to the playing of the best singer and dancer in Chu State. Even Ji Kang, a great master of piano art, could not help but feel relaxed and happy, intoxicated by the beautiful and beautiful music of nature. This is the ancient song "Proud of the Fisherman" specially performed by Lu Yi Zhu to congratulate the seven friends of the bamboo forest. The style of the music is ethereal and free, and has the charm of nature.
Yi Mo moved his buttocks and stared fieryly at the deep greasy groove of the green bead. His mouth went dry for a moment. He had the audacity to stay put, firstly because he didn't want to leave in despair for the sake of the prince's face; secondly because
Reluctant to part with the green bead, I always feel that the other person is flirting with me, as if he is secretly communicating with me.
In the sound of the strings, Lu Yizhu suddenly straightened up, her toes were like a dragonfly touching water, and she made a wonderful spiral step. Her slender waist was bent like a willow, her long sleeves were tossed lightly, and she danced.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. The beauty in front of them seemed to be dancing in the sky. Her long sleeves were like the undulating clouds, and her dancing posture was like the gathering and dispersing clouds. Sometimes she was graceful and gentle, and sometimes she was powerful and sonorous.
Her hair, eyebrows, neck, fingertips, breasts, waist, hips... Every tiny part of her body is trembling with charm, telling and seducing, like clusters of burning and dancing flames.
, releasing the hottest desire in the world.
Although no one is playing the Yao Qin, the strings on it are beating endlessly as if being plucked by invisible fingers. The sound of the Qin gradually becomes brighter and becomes majestic, like a river rushing eastward, with avalanches, clouds, and waves washing over the sand. It is the "Three Thousand Worry Threads", a secret method of controlling objects of the Blood River Sect, which uses threads of Qi and blood that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye to control targets.
Everyone just feels filled with overflowing ears and dazzled. This dance is the dance of human desire. This harp is the sound of flowing water from heaven and earth. The pure heavenly way and the most complex human desire complement each other, sometimes blending into one, sometimes flying apart.
Chasing, Tao achieves the wonder of the unity of nature and man...
"Technology can advance to the Tao, and art can reach the divine. That's all!" Kong Jiuyan murmured to himself.
"The so-called 'Zhuanghuai' is intense, but it's nothing more than this." Kong Junzi squinted, staring at the lush and undulating breasts of Lu Yizhu, and admired. This woman perfectly integrated the magical dance of the devil and the mysterious sound of the devil, and she had a faint devil.
The brand-new atmosphere of Shengdao is really an unparalleled cultivation genius.
Compared with the little magician Bian Wuya, Green Yi Zhu has more potential to become the leader of the new generation of the magic sect.
Zhikarizhen frowned slightly. He was not intoxicated in the dance of the Green Relic Pearl like the others. His Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique seemed to have sensed the threat, and it had already taken the initiative to operate, and his mental power had been maintained.
A flawless defensive state, free from invasion by external demons.
The Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique also made Zhikarizhen aware that when the Green Relic Pearl danced gracefully, some of the spiritual power of everyone present was quietly stolen, and they were thrown towards the Green Relic Pearl, blending into the dancing posture and
The sound of the piano becomes part of it.
Most of these mental powers are chaotic and distracting thoughts, and the quantity is extremely small. They will not harm the individual's spiritual cultivation, so they will not be noticed. However, in this way, the dancing posture of the green bead and the sound of the piano will contain a trace of each person's spirit.
The imprint can certainly arouse people's spiritual resonance and make them intoxicated.
Zhi Shou is really wary of the Green Relic Pearl. The Yin people of the Demon Sect have endless methods, which are not inferior to the Zhu Youjin Curse of the Witch Clan. Compared with Qian Huogui in the Demon Hell Realm, the Green Relic Pearl is just a smile with a hidden knife.
The real witch.
"Boom -" The sound of the piano suddenly sounded loudly, like a howling wind, a torrential rain, dark clouds covering the sky and the earth, and the boundless sea rushing in, making an earth-shattering roar.
The dance of the green bead has also become wild, like a lightning striking the sea. Sometimes it rides the wind and waves, hitting the water three thousand times, sometimes it tears apart the dark clouds and breaks through the sky!
The listeners seemed to be caught in the overwhelming waves, up and down, ups and downs, their hearts could not help but clenched tightly, their blood vessels gradually became violent, and their breathing became rapid...
I don't know how long it took, but everyone suddenly realized that there was silence all around. The sound of the piano disappeared in the wind and rain, and there was only a drop-by-step, faint echo, like the sound of dripping water in a dark cave. Lu Yizhu is still kneeling in front of the Yao Qin, enchanting and picturesque, and a drop of crystal clear sweat slips from her swan-like elegant jade neck, dripping on the floor, making a vague sound.
"He is worthy of being known as a master of singing and dancing. His songs and dances are wonderful all over the world, and contain the beauty of the great road." After a long time, Ji Kangcai sighed reluctantly, interrupting everyone's aftertaste.
He stood up slowly, looking beyond the crowd and towards the bright night outside the boat. When the lanterns were first lit, the river was filled with colorful air, mottled light and shadow, and various painted boats gathered together.
"Only such a beautiful and moving song and dance can prove the sworn friendship between the seven friends in the bamboo forest today!" Ji Kang looked in all directions and suddenly roared, "Seven days later, the seven of my brothers will hold a banquet in the secret place of the bamboo forest to celebrate their sworn relationship.
We are waiting for heroes from all walks of life!"
Shantao smiled slightly at Zhi Shouzhen, then raised his head to the sky and roared, followed by Liu Ling, Xiang Xiu, Ruan Ji, and Wang Rong, one after another.
Finally, everyone looked at Shikari Makoto.
Xie Xuan saw his friend holding the hilt of the sword, his thin shoulders seeming to be trembling slightly. He patted him and pressed his hands firmly on his shoulders, as if in this way he could pass on his strength to the other person.
Then Zhou Chu stretched out his hand, Kong Jiuyan, the Wang brothers and sisters...
When these hands pressed on his shoulders, when all the whistles were high-pitched and connected, Zikari suddenly realized that whether he was Yuan Yasu or not, it turned out not to be that important.
Like a dazzling sword light, Qingyue's passionate roar broke through the night sky and never dissipated for a long time.
Late at night, the streets and alleys of Songyang County, Linhai County are shrouded in darkness.
Ning Xiaoxiang stood behind the curtains of a restaurant, staring at Huang Fumi's mansion diagonally opposite, without moving for a long time.
Yang Feilong stood with his hands tied, looking respectful, not at all like a local gangster.
"When will the person you called arrive?" Ning Xiaoxiang asked suddenly.
Yang Feilong bowed and said: "Don't worry, uncle, I have made all arrangements. The two brothers from Huya Mountain will definitely arrive."
Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at him with a smile but not a smile: "You didn't come to contact me personally, did you?"
Yang Feilong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, uncle, I have found my trusted men to handle this matter, and there will never be any mistakes."
Ning Xiaoxiang said "Hmm" noncommittally. Huangfumi's house was quite nice, with three entrances and three exits, and a large garden. "He is losing money every month, but he can still live a happy life."
Taste." Ning Xiaoxiang looked at the red peony lantern hanging under the eaves and said thoughtfully.
Yang Feilong echoed: "What the uncle said is that there must be something weird about this family. I checked the servants they used, and they all are not from our local area, and they are unfamiliar faces who don't know where they come from."
A strange color flashed in Ning Xiaoxiang's eyes. He was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. Four black figures were coming from the corner of the street. They glanced around furtively and went straight to Huang Fumi's house.
"They are coming!" Yang Feilong said quickly, "The leader is the second master of Huya Mountain. He is a tough guy and will soon have the skills to refine Qi!"
Ning Xiaoxiang nodded and saw a bandit hiding in the corner of the alley, keeping a watchful eye. The other three people quickly climbed over the courtyard wall, pulled out their steel knives, and rushed straight into the inner hall.
After about an hour of burning incense, the bandits have not come out yet, there has not been any movement in the house, and even the candlelight has not been lit.
The remaining bandit was so anxious that he couldn't help but climb over the wall and go in to investigate. However, the house was like a huge and deep mouth, swallowing up the bandits one by one silently.
Yang Feilong stayed for a moment and suddenly realized: "Huang Fumi is not an ordinary person, he has masters in his family!"
"It turns out that Huang Fumi was a bait from beginning to end. No wonder it was so easy to find out his whereabouts." Ning Xiaoxiang looked at the house quietly, and after a while, he smiled: "As expected of my master, he deliberately
Put Huangfu Mi out in the open and try to catch a fish. Anyone who wants to harm you will naturally jump out and swallow the bait. Fortunately, student, I was careful enough and did not go into battle myself."
Yang Feilong's face suddenly turned pale. Ning Xiaoxiang sighed softly and looked at him regretfully: "You are also a smart person who knows how to measure. It's a pity that I can't keep you. I know that you must be regretting it at this time. Why?
If you don’t wash your hands of the golden basin sooner, withdraw from the world?”
Yang Feilong's limbs were trembling, and a fierce light like a trapped animal flashed in his eyes. With a "pop" sound, before he could swing his fist to fight for his life, a palm hit the top of his head and he was killed instantly.
Ning Xiaoxiang took out a bag of corpse powder, sprinkled it on Yang Feilong's body, and said slowly: "There is no point in regretting, because this road can only go forward, and can never go back."
He took a deep look at the dark house and quietly left.