Chapter 37 It must be a major event affecting the land of China!
The woman who let go of the drink was unexpectedly free and easy.
In the Ghost Kingdom Shrine, melodious music sounded everywhere, and red lanterns were put on all over the mountains and plains to celebrate the thousandth birthday of this city of dead souls.
In front of the city lord's palace, a huge bonfire was lit. The female souls were wearing various dresses, as if they were blooming flowers. On the high platform set up, suddenly a colorful stream came from the sky.
The real dragon from China stepped on the cailian, slid all the way down, landed on the high platform, and danced gracefully.
The joyful sound continued.
The celebration will not stop, it will last for three days and nights.
The Yang world does not care about the affairs of the underworld, and similarly, the underworld does not care about the affairs of the underworld... Whether it is an extraordinary society outside or a secular world, this is the ghost country and the shrine, a place where a group of dead souls who have no home and relatives live.
Boss Luo was just like the many souls of the ghost country, lingering in the light and joy, as if looking for something. Finally, he climbed up to the small building at the beginning, with some regret in his eyes.
He also seemed a little relieved.
"Sure enough...it can't be found."
The small yellow flower in his hand turned slowly between his fingers, and fireflies floated from a distance one by one, surrounding him, making insects chirp.
"What are you doing here alone?"
The voice of the true dragon of China.
Boss Luo turned around. At this time, Long Xiruo put on a white dress with a bright red gauze hanging on top, and was barefoot.
These were the clothes she put on during the memorial ceremony and dance. She has not yet taken them off.
There was no headgear, and there was nothing to find. He just had his long hair hanging casually, his bare feet on the dust-free wooden floor of the small building, and he was holding a small wine bottle in his hand.
It's your kind of martial arts movie, the kind where the Eastern leader played by Brigitte Lin is free and bold in the middle of a river, looking up to the sky and asking for a drink.
"I don't belong here, just take a look." Boss Luo said softly.
The real dragon from China glanced sideways at him. His hair was hanging down and his face was slightly red. Perhaps it was because of the wine in the pot. Listening to the sound of the flute, he silently said that the wine inside was dug out from Po Meng's former residence.
In the half of the underworld that Zhang Fangzi built and carried back the real dragon from China, there was the legendary place where Po Meng lived.
The prescription says that this is called the wine of dead souls.
But City Lord Xiao is a guy who likes to be arty and elegant. You should know this from his name.
Therefore, the city lord of the ghost town directly named the replica of the dead wine with another name.
Mulberry falls.
I don’t know who will fall in love with you this year.
The doctor who is not drunk will lose his wine, leaving people helpless to part with love.
Maybe this is the elegance he wants.
It's really intoxicating.
The slightly drunk Shenzhou True Dragon looks particularly gorgeous, with bright eyes and white teeth under the fluorescent light in the sky. It is not too much to say that she looks like a fairy from the fairy palace.
"You seem to be looking for someone." Long Xiruo thought for a while and said: "You are not looking for me, but someone else... There is someone you know here... a dead soul? An old friend? A relative?"
Boss Luo said coldly: "No matter why I came here, for me to see Miss Long like this tonight is an unexpected surprise, and it makes me think that this career is completely worth it."
"Again... you said such things." The real dragon from China turned his head.
She found that she really liked hearing such words hopelessly...even though she knew it might be poison.
After taking a few sips of Sangluo wine, the real dragon from China rudely wiped his lips with his sleeve and said carelessly: "I don't want to talk to you about this tonight... I'm in a good mood, come and drink with me!"
She threw the wine bottle directly.
Boss Luo easily held the wine bottle in his palm, lowered his head and looked at it, but did not move.
The real dragon from China crossed his arms and said angrily, as if extremely irritated: "If you don't like it, then don't drink it! Throw it away if you can!"
"How could that happen?" Boss Luo smiled slightly, and slowly moved the wine bottle from his palm to his lips.
The real dragon from China made a soft sound in its throat, as if on the eve of a terrifying battle, looking longingly at the wine bottle that was brought to Luo Qiu's lips bit by bit.
At this moment, Taoist Baijie's hearty laughter rang out in the small building.
As if he was caught doing bad things, Shenzhou True Dragon was suddenly startled, and turned around subconsciously. He saw not only Baijie Taoist, but also Xiao Shengmo, and a group of Taoist elders, who were working together at this time.
Come.
"Lord Long, why are you here alone?" Xiao Shengmo asked at this moment, holding up his hands.
Alone?
After the real dragon from China reacted instantly, he turned around fiercely. On the stands of the small building, there was still trace of that person... only a few fireflies were floating randomly.
"It's just a little bit off... just a little bit!" The real dragon from China clenched his fists instantly, and his whole body trembled slightly.
"Master Longjun, what's wrong with you?" Xiaosheng Mo couldn't help but asked hesitantly... He saw that the Shenzhou True Dragon seemed a little uncomfortable at this time.
An elder of the Taoist sect stroked his beard and smiled and said: "I think Lord Long is very excited. It must be because the arrangements we have made today have moved Lord Long so much... It's not bad, it's not bad, Lord Long."
Your Excellency, you have worked so hard for the ghost city, and we have only done some trivial things, so Mr. Long does not need to be so excited."
"Yeah..." The real dragon from China slowly turned around, smiling, "I'm so fucking touched! Go to hell!!!"
Boom!!
They...the people of the ghost country don't know what happened.
But the small building of the City Lord's Mansion suddenly collapsed, and then thousands of golden lights instantly rushed into the sky, as brilliant as fireworks.
Among the collapsed stairs, a half-dead old man kept saying: "Lord Long is so excited, so excited..."
The celebration became even more lively.
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The little girl Xiao Xiaoxiao brought a cup of hangover tea and delivered it to the Divine Dragon.
At this time, the Shenzhou True Dragon looked impatient, holding his chin up and looking at the scene outside the window... In the room, the flute that had just saved his life was waiting silently, and everyone was silent.
The Mystery of the True Dragon... Oh, after a grand fireworks, they were sitting in the meeting hall of the ghost city's lord's palace.
"Xiaoxiao, you go out and play." Xiao Shengmo ordered the little girl at this time.
She responded with a sigh, and then left humming a little tune.
"When did you adopt an adopted daughter?" The real dragon from China said abruptly: "I've never heard you mention it."
"What happened in the last fifty years. Xiaoxiao's mother died early, and she also died early. She was wandering alone in the ghost market, and I felt compassion. This child is similar to me."
The real dragon of China stopped holding his chin, picked up the hangover tea and took a slow sip.
When Xiao Sheng was silent and silent, the whole face looked particularly gloomy, the kind of heavenly figure who easily made the word "villain" pop into his mind just by looking at him.
But in fact, the mayor of this ghost town is very kind. Not only does he like to be arty, but he is also capable of knitting women, plowing fields and tending cattle, and can do anything... This guy is actually the type that is particularly suitable for life.
Long Xiruo shook his head again, then as if he remembered something, he glared at Taoist Baijie beside him, "However, I really didn't expect that Taishan of your sect would actually join forces with Xiao Shengmo to deceive me...
Okay, Baijie brat, have you really gained experience?"
Taoist Baijie was originally an immortal, but now his left eye socket was darkened but he still had an air of immortality.
He coughed dryly and said: "This matter is over, Mr. Long Jun no longer needs to arrest the old Taoist... This is the temporary rise of the old Taoist, and City Lord Xiao and the others are just being dragged off the horse."
The real dragon from China sneered, which made Taoist Bai Jie break into a cold sweat.
Shouldn't it?
I was obviously very happy during the celebration, having fun with the people of the ghost country, but why did my mood change at every turn, and suddenly I became irritable?
"Surprise? I'm afraid it's not a shock!" Long Xiruo snorted coldly: "I really thought something happened to you. The ghost gate guard failed and I came all the way! Do you know that tomorrow morning will be the first meeting of the World Extraordinary Summit?
sky?"
At this time, Taoist Bai Jie looked at Xiao Shengmo.
Taoist Bai Jie said seriously at this time: "In fact, before the arrival of Lord Long, we were indeed attacked... The traces of fighting and destruction in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion were not temporarily forged by us, but real."
"Really?" Long Xiruo frowned subconsciously, "What's going on?"
Xiao Shengmo said slowly: "This year's Ghost Gate Guard, Mr. Baijie and his entourage arrived earlier than usual. Perhaps it was because they were rushing to attend the extraordinary meeting to be held tomorrow, so they wanted to come early and prepare early. However, just as
When I was ready to take action to suppress the ghost gate, a group of guys suddenly appeared and attacked, almost causing the defense to fail... To be honest, the situation at that time was indeed very dangerous, and Mr. Baijie even suffered a little.
Minor injury."
"Who is it?" the real dragon from China asked directly.
"The identity is unknown." Taoist Bai Jie shook his head, "But what is certain is that they all wear metal helmets, just like dead soldiers, fearless of death, and will explode themselves in an instant if they fail, without any leeway.
If you don't stay...the only thing that can be determined is that these sneak attackers are all warriors and are not weak in strength."
As he spoke, Taoist Baijie waved his hand, and a white mist spread on the table.
After the white mist dissipated, a metal mask that had changed its shape appeared on the table. "This thing was left behind after the sneak attacker exploded. What do you think, Lord Long?"
"A warrior?" The true dragon from China muttered, thoughtfully, "A warrior who can even hurt a hundred calamity kid?"
She looked at the tattered mask on the table and had no clue.
"I didn't pay attention for a while..." Taoist Baijie laughed bitterly, and then said: "I think it's because I just drink tea and neglect to practice. I can't blame others."
Long Xiruo shook his head and said: "Most of the world's brilliant warriors have joined the Administration. In addition, there are only those from the Xuanyuan Palace lineage. There are indeed some scattered warriors among the people, but they are all low-ranking people.
It is difficult to deal with ordinary monsters and ghosts...the warriors who can threaten you, and there are a group of them, where did they come from?"
Everyone in the conference room was silent, obviously unable to speak.
"The second thing is where they jumped out from. The important thing is that this group of mysterious warriors actually chose this special day when the ghost gate is opened to attack... The purpose behind this is really worrying." A Taoist elder.
At this time, he said with a solemn expression: "Fortunately, there were no mistakes in the guarding of the Ghost Gate this time. If the guarding fails and the evil spirits from the eighteenth level of hell are allowed to break out, it will definitely cause chaos in the land of China."
Long Xiruo nodded and said: "However, you were attacked in the dark and it was a dangerous moment to guard the ghost gate. You were able to save all this without any casualties... I still have to praise you. Anyway, thank you for your hard work.
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"Actually, this is not all our fault." City Master Xiao smiled bitterly at this time: "The success of guarding the ghost gate this time depends entirely on one person."
"who?"
"Lord Longjun, do you remember the 70th generation Tianxin of Buyi Dao?" Xiao Sheng said slowly.
"It's that old ghost!" Long Xiruo was startled, then suddenly realized.
The Buyi Dao now exists in name only. Apart from the gangsters and the blind Mr. Qingxiazi who took the blame for the Taishan disaster, only Tianxin 70th generation, who should have died long ago, but was silenced by the sound of the flute, was left.
The ghost tower secretly rescued the old ghost who was the real old ghost.
"Mr. Tianxin of the 70th generation, although he has lost his Tianxin and Tianyan, his ability of divination is still extraordinary." Xiao Shengmo smiled slowly at this time: "Earlier, the ghost city was about to welcome the thousandth one.
One day, on a whim, the city lord went to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Tower and asked Mr. Tianxin about the future of the ghost city in the next thousand years. Mr. Tianxin made a prediction and said that the ghost city will have a bloody disaster in the near future. The city lord has been thinking about it.
I was on guard, and just as the day when the gate of hell was to open came, I thought that if the ghost town was going to face a bloody disaster, maybe it would be today, so I deployed a few more tricks. Fortunately, although the sneak attack came suddenly, the ghost town was still safe."
"How can this old ghost be so accurate without his Tianxin and Tianyan?" The real dragon from China frowned in doubt.
"Mr. Tianxin has extremely profound attainments in Feng Shui. Even without the Tianxin Tianyan inherited from Buyi Dao, he should still be one of the best magic masters in China... Mr. Longjun, don't underestimate the magic. One way.”
"I'm going to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Tower." The real dragon from China said coldly at this time.
The Lord of the Ghost City was suddenly startled, and the elders of the Taoist sect present were also stunned, but they saw that the true dragon from China had turned into a stream of light and rushed directly into the sleeves of Lord Xiao.
The Tower of Ten Thousand Ghosts is within the sleeves of Xiao Shengmo.
Xiao Shengmo opened her sleeves at this time, as if she couldn't help crying, "This...this?"
"Lord Long, this must have a profound meaning." Taoist Baijie came to the scene, caressing his beard and said calmly: "Everyone, you may as well wait for now."
"That's true..." Xiao Sheng nodded silently. After all, if China's True Dragon is not an important matter, it is definitely not like this...perhaps, it is an important matter related to the entire land of China.
Well, that must be the case!
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In a small bamboo forest inside the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pagoda, the sound of a musical instrument can be heard from time to time.
The real dragon from China directly knocked open the bamboo leaves and came to a pavilion in the bamboo forest...
Tianxin, the 70th generation of Buyidao, is playing the harp here at this moment.
"Lord Longjun, [Penglai Treasure House], farewell, are you okay?" Mr. Tianxin, who was in his seventies, stopped at this time, smiled slightly and said: "I don't know, Lord Longjun, why is it important to find an old ghost like me? thing?"
The real dragon from China looked at the old man in the pavilion again and again, "Aren't you very good at calculations? Why do you think I'm here?"
Tian Xin, who was in his 70s, smiled bitterly and said: "Lord Longjun is the true dragon of China... Counting you means calculating the future of the entire land of China. If I can't calculate, people will die."
"Tsk! Hot chicken!" The real dragon from China was instantly disdainful.
Tian Xin, who was in his seventies, changed the topic and said bluntly: "But if you just ask about some small things about seeking good luck and avoiding disaster, it's still okay... Of course, it's also okay about marriage."
"How did you know..."
The real dragon in China was suddenly startled and stopped talking.
She really ran in on impulse, intending to ask...about marriage!
