Cheng Yu stood on the roof of the mountain temple, looking up at the dark clouds on the horizon, lost in thought. Suddenly, his whole body froze, as if something had merged into his body, traveling around in his body, accompanied by bursts of slight numbness.
He used his spiritual consciousness to examine himself, but found nothing. Even with the naked eye, he could not see what was drilling into his body.
The tingling sensation continued, and Cheng Yu used his thoughts to draw out the humanoid soul, which emerged from the sparrow's body, rising higher and higher, floating in the sky above the hall.
Underfoot is a motionless sparrow, one person and one bird looking down at the kneeling beings at their feet.
Only then did he see clearly that the bankers who were kneeling at their feet were muttering something to each other.
Every time they bowed their heads, a wisp of black and yellow energy would float out from everyone's heads, swirling towards Cheng Yu's soul, and blending into his body without any hindrance.
As soon as wisps of black and yellow energy entered the body of the soul, prayers were immediately released.
"Grandpa Bird Fairy bless..."
"Grandpa Bird Fairy bless..."
"Grandpa Quexian..."
"Grandpa Quexian..."
Like dozens of people chanting Grandpa Quexian in their ears at the same time, Cheng Yu felt this kind of indiscriminate bombardment for the first time, which made him somewhat uncomfortable.
He tried to suppress the sounds with his mind, and it actually worked. The noise was much reduced.
Cheng Yu lowered his head and looked, and it turned out that it was not the effect of suppressing his thoughts, but that the wisps of black and yellow energy were slowly absorbed after being integrated into his body, and soon disappeared, and the subsequent prayers also disappeared.
After the villagers kowtowed, they got up from the ground one by one. The black and yellow aura and the sound of prayers completely disappeared. Cheng Yu quickly used his spiritual consciousness to observe any changes in his soul.
Well...
There is a faint feeling of comfort, not obvious, it should be the kind that moisturizes things silently.
From this, he completely understood why Yuan Deng insisted on entrusting his dream to Zhuangtou and asked him to shape my golden body. It turns out that the merits and aspirations of this world are indeed beneficial to practice.
Ever since the thunder struck the dragon's head that night, Cheng Yu's soul was no longer like when he first traveled through time, and could only swim in a small area for a short time.
At this time, he was floating back and forth over the mountain temple.
If you are too bored, you will sometimes lie down and move sideways, and sometimes imitate the falling leaves and fall freely from the air.
I accidentally saw the small portrait I had sketched on the stone tablet, and with my thoughts, I drove my thoughts to lengthen my short hair to my waist, and changed all the clothes I wore in my previous life into the ancient costumes on the small statue.
Her long hair is shawled on her back, and her hair is tied up in a bun with a white scarf. Two white silk ribbons are slightly longer than her hair and hang down on her back. She wears a slender white shirt that is neither too long nor too short and fits the body perfectly. The sleeves of the robe stand in the air without wind.
Self-drifting.
If you want to be pretty, be filial.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Yu transformed from a fresh piece of sunshine into a handsome young man.
Standing out of thin air, the white shirt swings by itself in the absence of wind.
People on the road are like jade.
Although this sentence has been suspected of describing women in history.
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In the blink of an eye, it was past noon, and after a few thunders, there was no more movement. On the contrary, the sky became clear again after a while.
Qian Duofu led several village elders and capable juniors to guard in front of the temple. While waiting for the young people to go down the mountain, he also served Xi Guanshi and the two coachmen to eat and drink.
The two coachmen were enjoying themselves eating and drinking.
Xi Guanshi is an old man in the Qian family, so naturally he has great disdain for the bankers.
At the beginning of the meal, the happy steward only glanced at it and then squinted at the sky.
Upon seeing this, Qian Duofu immediately brought the fruit wine that was about to be offered for the New Year. Only then did Manager Xi squeeze out a smile and slowly put down the air he was carrying.
After drinking three ounces of yellow soup, he gradually became more and more interested in managing matters and became familiar with the elders of the Zhuangtou clan.
Especially relying on his qualifications as the late old man's celebrity during his lifetime, he even told everyone about everything he knew or didn't know about the Qian family, including cats, dogs, sweating, crawling and other dirty things.
It actually made all the villagers listen attentively, laughing, leaning forward and back.
Qian Duofu has more knowledge, and he has heard a lot about the affairs in Qian's house. At this time, his mind is not on those scandals.
I looked up at the sun and saw that it was already heading towards the west, but I still didn’t see the young master and his party coming down the mountain, so I couldn’t help but gradually become a little worried.
He quietly called a few capable juniors and told them to go up the mountain to look for him. If they saw him, they would persuade him to come down early.
Several juniors responded and ran away towards the mountain to look for it. After a while, they all disappeared into the hazy mist.
After more than half an hour, the sun has gradually reached the Western Mountain, and the sky is getting darker, and still no one has come down from the mountain.
At this time, the happy steward was already drunk, his eyes were drowsy, and his tongue was straight.
However, the two coachmen only drank a glass of fruit wine each and remained sober.
Seeing that the young master had not come down from the mountain at this hour, he began to become anxious. He reminded the manager Xi a few times but was scolded by him. He had to turn to repeatedly urging Qian Duofu to send more people up the mountain to look for him.
Qian Duofu was already sweating on his forehead, but he could only comfort the coachman first, then hurried back to the village and called out all the men in each household, leaving only Qian Siliu and women, children, old and young who were resting.
"What happened, Dad?"
Xianglian came out of the backyard and asked Zhuangtou.
"Don't worry about it, close the door quickly, stay in the backyard, don't come to the front yard."
After speaking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and led dozens of Zhuang Han people to the foot of the mountain.
Dozens of lanterns and torches light up, illuminating the foot of the mountain like daylight.
Qian Duofu stood on the steps in front of the temple to do the pre-war mobilization: The young member is the eldest son of the Qian family. The whole family regards him as a treasure. If something unexpected happens in his own territory, many people in the village will be buried with him.<
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Speaking of which, there were a few hip-hop idlers who were just talking casually in the crowd, but they suddenly became nervous after hearing this.
After Qian Duofu finished speaking, he shouted. For a moment, the lanterns and torches at the foot of the mountain were like sparks of fire, spreading rapidly towards the mountain. The people were so noisy that even the perennial clouds and mist halfway up the mountain seemed to be forced back more than ten feet.
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Seeing this, the two coachmen felt that something was going on, and the manager was drunk and unconscious. They discussed with each other in low voices. One of them unhooked the horse from the carriage, put on the saddle and got on the horse. p>
Qian Duofu, who had quick eyes and quick hands next to him, grabbed the reins and said with a smile:
"Where are you going, little brother?"
"If something big like this happens, it's natural to report it to the senior officials for outside handling."
"Brother, don't worry, I have arranged for someone to go. Why don't you wait here? If the young man comes down the mountain later and sees that there is one less driver, I may make him angry."
"Ah? Have you arranged for someone to go?"
"Of course, when I returned to the village just now, I had already arranged to rush to the county seat."
The driver on the horse hesitated for a moment before turning over.
Qian Duofu stabilized the two of them, and gave a few secret winks to the clan elders nearby, and everyone entangled the two coachmen.
However, he quietly escaped and ran back to the village. He hurriedly called Qian Siliu who was resting and explained it carefully. After asking Qian Siliu to repeat his original words, Qian Duofu asked him to run quickly towards the county seat again.
Go.
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The little sparks dotted on Qingluo Mountain echo the stars in the sky, and the faint shouts from the mountain can be heard in front of the temple at the foot of the mountain.
The dark and huge Qingluo Mountain stood in front of Qian Duofu like a prehistoric beast. At this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the wind at the foot of the mountain was so strong that he began to shiver.
Cheng Yu had long since withdrawn his soul and returned to his body. He was squatting on the eaves watching a show. After watching this lively scene for a long time, it must have been the young man and his close friend. They found a place off the beaten path to have fun.
I was so excited that I lost my way.
Qingluo Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, but the pampered young man should not be able to walk on the mountain road, and he will not reach the heights of the mountain. With so many people looking for it, they can always find it, but they will only suffer more. p>