Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 101
He Changzai didn't eat or drink, but kept making wooden kites, with a focused expression and concentrated attention.

Until a full moon rose in the sky, a bird-like wooden kite, about five meters long and two meters wide, appeared in the yard with beautiful carvings.

Song Meijuan and Si Xia, who were silent at the side, fearing to disturb He Changzai, were both stunned and in disbelief.

Si Xia praised: "He Changzai, I didn't expect you to be such an ingenious person, this big bird is so lifelike, so vivid!"

He Changzai smiled lightly, and said modestly: "It's so-so... I don't know if you have seen Qin Shimingyue. There are mirages in it. As long as I have enough time and materials, I can make it!"

Si Xia opened his mouth and said, "You mean that Ying Zheng went to the three fairy mountains in the depths of the East Sea outside Sanghai City to find the mirage of the elixir of life...I didn't expect you to like watching anime too!"

He Changzai nodded and said, "Exactly!"

Song Meijuan said with a look of disdain:

"You big bird, you only have a good-looking appearance. You are still talking about whether you can fly. You also said that you can build mirages. This bragging is too big. Why don't you say that you can build an aircraft carrier!"

He Changzai said seriously: "At this stage, the wooden kite really can't fly..."

Song Meijuan said with a natural expression on her face, "Let me just say, the big bird you made is just for show, and it looks okay, it seems that you are not lucky enough to get this girl's kiss!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet, when I draw the spell on this wooden kite, it will be able to soar above the nine heavens!"

He Changzai said something, walked out of the courtyard gate, and went straight to the inside of the village, where there was a coffin shop that sold some paper bundles, yellow watches and ingots, and walked to the house of Mistress Wang.

People in the village are still in awe of the witch Wang in the village. Generally, if a child has a flash of a ghost, or someone is possessed by an evil spirit, they will go to her for help.

Not long after, he walked to the door of Mistress Wang's house, and was surprised to find that there was no light on the door of her house, but a lantern made of blue paper was hung on the door.

Generally, white lanterns are hung on death, and red lanterns are hung on happy events. He grew up so big, and this was the first time he saw blue lanterns hanging on the door of someone's house.

He Changzai was just a little curious about the blue lantern, and didn't care too much about it, so he turned and walked into the courtyard.

At this time, in a room with a dim yellow electric light on, an old woman with disheveled hair, wrinkled skin, and missing front teeth was teaching her grandson to make paper with a hoarse voice.

"Little Fuzi, this paper is tied. Boys use red, and virgins use green. This is the so-called red men and dolls. You can't draw eyes on the paper dolls, because if you draw eyes, it will come alive... "

Standing outside the door, He Changzai could not help but feel a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end while listening to what Goddess Wang said.

Goddess Wang is over 100 years old this year, but her eyes are not blurred, her ears are not deaf, and her hearing is still quite good. After she told her grandson about the taboo of paper piercing.

He Chang, who rushed to the door, shouted: "Young man of the He family, come in!"

He Changzai was still a little in awe of the witch Wang, who was passed down by everyone in the village, walked in with a cautious expression, and said in a low voice:
"Grandma Wang, I'm here this time to ask you to find some cinnabar!"

Goddess Wang stretched out her hand and pointed to a red coffin with Erwa's lantern hanging in the room, and said:

"Go over there and have a look, I painted the coffin, and there is still a little cinnabar left, you can use it!"

"Grandma Wang, thank you very much!"

After He Chang thanked Goddess Wang, he walked slowly to the red coffin where the cinnabar was not completely dry.

Sure enough, he saw the half-can of cinnabar lying on the ground, and bent over to pick it up.

Walking up to Goddess Wang, she took out a piece of soft sister coin and handed it to her. After thanking her again, she turned and went out the door.

Goddess Wang looked at He Changzai's back with amazed eyes, and murmured, "This kid from the He family has suffered five disadvantages and three disadvantages. I didn't expect that there would be another practitioner in our village!"

He Changzai walked to the courtyard with cinnabar, asked Si Xia to go to the house to get a brush, and began to draw some strange spells on the wooden kite, so that it would have the power to communicate with heaven and earth.

It wasn't until nightfall that he drew all the spells, wiped off his sweat, and sat aside to rest.

Si Xia walked over to He Changzai, and asked, "Is the thing you drew a spell? It looks decent, but I don't know if this wooden kite can fly!"

He Changzai took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said:

"When the ink dries, it should be able to fly... Do you dare to sit?"

Si Xia subconsciously took a few steps back, his legs trembled, his face showed timidity, and he replied:

"Well, I'm afraid of heights, let sister Meijuan sit!"

He Changzai looked up at Song Meijuan: "If this wooden kite can really fly, would you dare to sit?"

Song Meijuan said firmly: "The wooden kite you made doesn't even have a power system, it's just a decoration, how can it fly!"

He Changzai didn't speak, but waited quietly, after the talisman painted with cinnabar on the wooden kite dried, he muttered and recited the incantation.

The wooden kite on the ground flapped its wings, and the wind and dust spread, slowly leaving the ground more than a foot high, and suspended.

Si Xia looked at the scene in front of him, his lips parted in surprise, his eyes widened, he danced and shouted loudly:

"It's flying, it's flying, the wooden kite is flying!"

Thinking of the agreement with He Changzai, Song Meijuan's pretty face blushed, thinking that her first kiss would be to take advantage of this kid.

He Changzai walked up to Song Meijuan, stretched out his hand and said:
"Didn't you tell me that if you love something, you can give up anything for it... Look how beautiful the moonlight is tonight, why don't we fly together!"

Song Meijuan frowned slightly, hesitated for a long time, smacked her lips, blushed a little, embarrassed, and asked, "Are you safe, wooden kite? I'm only in my 20s!"

He Changzai comforted: "It's okay, you didn't see me, did you want to go too? Can a cautious person like me take my own life as a joke!"

Song Meijuan pondered for a moment, bit her lips lightly, and stretched out her hand cruelly.

He Changzai took Song Meijuan's hand and walked up to Mu Yuan, raised her foot and stepped up, chanting a mantra, Mu Yuan fluttered its wings, and slowly lifted into the air, flying higher and higher.

Song Meijuan was a little frightened, hugged He Changzai's waist in fright, closed her eyes, and dared not open them.

The night wind howled, making He Chang's clothes rattle, he turned his head and glanced at Song Meijuan, and said:
"It's okay, open your eyes, the night is beautiful tonight!"

Song Meijuan slowly opened her eyes, but she dared not let go of He Changzai.

She looked at the bright white moon in the sky, the faint shadows in the distance, the not-so-clear mountains, the wide field of vision, under the night wind blowing, she felt refreshed!
After the courtyard fell, Si Xia was excited and took the camera to shoot. She was sure that this would be a hit.

I thought that after this video, I might be able to hit millions of fans.

At that time, I will become a rich woman, with brand-name bags, clothes, and a big soft and comfortable bed.

The feeling of making money is simply not too good.

(End of this chapter)