Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 96.

Libu, people are busy.

The aroma of the rice is overflowing.

This ancient mountain range loses the disturbance of the outside world, harmonious and peaceful.The evil god disappeared, the ancient monks retreated, and the villages deep in the mountains were reconnected.

Li Xi'an sat in the corner, watching the people coming and going.

He was wearing Libu's costume, and no one knew that this strange boy was the red flood dragon from the previous nights, except the big witch who had met him.Someone noticed it as they walked by, and probably thought it was a guest from another village.Occasionally, a great witch would come to chat with him, although their king said that he should not be cared about, but how dare they really leave him in the corner.It's just that they usually don't speak a few words. Today is a very important festival. The big witches have a lot of trivial things. When they take time out, they are thinking about this powerful creature who helped them.

In fact, Chijiao didn't need anyone to accompany him, he was satisfied just watching the Libu people's fireworks.

The way of life deep in the mountains is generally the same.

The village he once looked at has been like this for 50 years.Even if the modern civilization invaded Taihang, those old people moved away reluctantly, and ran back with their families after the matter was over.

In their words, I can only live in such a small area, not anywhere else, no.He shook his head while talking.On the people of Libu, he seems to have returned to the village in the past, everything is so stable and peaceful, he works at sunrise and rests at sunset, at most, when it is dark, he sees some bears who are fond of playing, and his father picks up a bamboo pole to find someone.

The cries of Guawazi echoed the chirping of insects and birds in the mountains.

Are humans the enemy?Li Xi'an never thought so.

An enemy is an enemy, it is a position, it has nothing to do with race.Not because this is a human being, so he is his enemy.Mole is the king of the Li tribe, and also the king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.He thought this way a long time ago. He protected Libu, not just the people of Libu, but the civilization and history carried by the Libu people.

Before the rise of all races, wasn't it the Li tribe that carried the ancient history of this mountain range?

The young man propped his head up with one hand, and the silver decorations hanging from his forehead dangled with his rhythm, which was quite interesting.

He felt the gaze, and when he looked up, it was a mole.It still looks like that, the human form is foolish.Ordinary Li people have only seen the king covered with gold and carrying six arms on his back, but not the human form of a mole.This guy walked through the crowd, with bronze skin, tall and slender, taller than the people around him, and he was simply out of place.Li Xi'an felt that compared with him, he was a native of the Li tribe.

Mole's eyes looking at Li Xi'an are weird and well hidden, but Chijiao's eyes are too terribly capturing.

Immediately stopped the mole who turned around and was about to leave.

"What? Seeing that your complexion is not good, did you get tired yesterday?"

Mole turned around, with a vicious tone.

"Hey! Jiaolong, why didn't I realize that you are not a red dragon, but a poisonous dragon!"

"Come on." Li Xi'an waved his hand, "You have something to hide from me."

"No." Mole's tone was firm, his eyes were calm, and he didn't see any flaws.

"If you don't say anything, I won't show you face by drinking tonight. Under the premise of sealing and turning your soul, do you think you have drunk Jiaolong? At that time, everyone in Libu will be able to see the true face of their king. No matter what wisdom and silence are Shit." Li Xi'an was more calm than him.

The disdainful sneer is more ironic than the red copper bone of Li Xi'an's body.

"Pull it down."

Ordinary liquor is useless to creatures of their level. Fortunately, with the revival of the [-] mountains, several herbs recorded in witchcraft that can brew immortal intoxication appeared in the deep mountains.Although the lifespan of a few herbs is not enough, it is not difficult to brew a few bottles of fine wine that drunk the Great Demon King.

At first it was to defend against the enemy.

After all, being drunk is also a coma, relying on a few bottles of fine wine, maybe you can subdue the ancient cultivator of the Yang God Realm without a single soldier.Now it is no longer needed, and it is really regarded as fine wine.

In the distance, a great witch waved his hand, but he was overjoyed when he saw Mole, but he didn't dare to shout out.

"Let's go, I'll see you later." Que's face was full of indifference.

It seems that the winning ticket is in his hands, but his face is a little narrow.

Li Xi'an watched Mole leave, still dragging his head with one hand, but his pupils narrowed slightly.

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March [-]rd, Hege Fair.

In the late spring, spring clothes are ready, five or six crowns, six or seven boys, bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, singing and returning.

This is the festival method of the ancient gentry, and it is completely different in Shiwan Dashan and Libu.

Li Xi'an looked at the busy people in Libu.

It may be the reason why the deep mountains have been closed for too long. The young people are eager to put down the duet song.The singing is clear and loud, making the listener feel at ease, provided that they don't listen to the content inside.

The lyrics were compiled by the young people who sang the antiphonal song, such as "Seeing that you are so small, you must have no strength to go to the ground."No matter what, "I'm not afraid of not being able to farm the cattle, but I'm afraid that people outside the field will go." Sometimes Li Xi'an would think, no wonder the folk songs that have been handed down have to be sung across a river. There must be eight pairs of fights, and their own cattle will also fight with them.

Now most of the young people in Libu are practicing Gu art. With a wave of their arms, their heads get hot, and even a river can't stop them.

"Uncle Song, here we come!" From the village head of Libu, the loud sound was like a firecracker.

A middle-aged man drove a large centipede more than ten meters long. The limbs and body of this insect were made of black iron.

It climbed on the ground, passed rocks, and hit sparks with its foot blades.

This is not unusual, what is bizarre is that there are a group of people sitting on the centipede's back, and it looks like the decorations are from outside Libu.A group of people, old and young, sat on the back of the centipede, their faces were as flat as they used to be on the bus, and they may have become accustomed to it.You must know that the big centipede is better than the bus in the mountains. It runs fast and stable, and even most of the terrain obstacles in the mountains are just decorations in front of it.

"Okay, okay! Well done, long time no see!" The old man in a green robe greeted him, his voice as loud as that of the same class.

"Hey, which kid is this, look at his face."

"This little guy, the king told me to go around a long way to pick him up. They don't have any witches and Gu masters, so there is no way to come to Libu." The middle-aged man touched his head, "I didn't know the place until I got there. This place was once the territory of a notorious evil god, I thought there were no living people left."

"Is that so..." the old man murmured, not knowing why their king deliberately found this child.

"Let's go!" He patted the middle-aged man's shoulder and glanced at the boy again.Confess a few words so that he doesn't have to be restrained.

"Today is a delicious and delicious treat, let's not go home until we're drunk!"

"Hahaha, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Here he is... Li Xi'an looked away, the boy in the town who woke him up.

At the beginning, Li Xi'an discovered the supernatural power in the boy, but that supernatural power was devoured by the ichthyosaurs to awaken him who was sleeping in the ghost coffin.I took the boy over on purpose, not to treat him to dinner, right?Apparently there were still some red dragons who didn't have the ability to see people, so they noticed the boy's abnormality.

The young man's thoughts didn't last long, when the drums on the other side began to thump.

It is not the strong men of the Li tribe who play the drums. The men of the Li tribe are all on the "battlefield". The two teams are staring at each other. There is a clear white line in front of the two teams, and a red border wreath is placed on it.Crowds had already surrounded the surrounding area, and the entire "battlefield" was separated from the bustling crowd with red ribbons.The cheers and cheers could be heard from the corner where Li Xi'an was sitting.

Grabbing firecrackers, there is a custom here that the big witch told Li Xi'an before.With an excited tone, he said that this is an excellent battlefield to prove the strength of Li Bu's man!After the excitement was over, he expressed regret, which basically meant that if he was a few years younger, he would have to go to the court twice.Even if many ancient customs are deep in the mountains, most young people are not well-versed in them.Da Wu recalled that the last time he grabbed fireworks was more than ten years ago.As for the scene of the official organization in the peaceful era, it is not counted in the eyes of the older generation.

So no wonder the old man was so excited.With the advancement of civilization, some ancient traditions and rituals only exist in the heads of these old guys, and one day they will be taken to the grave with the death of their generation.Record ancient scriptures?Young people turn their farts!But now, the history and traditions they have inherited are re-exposed to young people, and can be turned into the power for people to walk the mountains and protect themselves.

By the time Li Xi'an came back to his senses, the great witch had already gone far away.

Customs, traditions, ancient records.

These are not necessarily beautiful... The young man smiled softly.But he knew that it was enough for the young people in Libu to inherit what could be called good things in his eyes.

He is indeed a king.

Not just a name.

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The scenery is delicate and beautiful, and men and women are shoulder to shoulder.

The singing voice floats among the colorful clouds, the song is also lingering, and the love is also lingering.

The five-color glutinous rice is fragrant and sweet.

Li Xi'an was staring at a girl there.

This girl brought him this set of Libu's costume this morning, so she can't be regarded as a complete stranger.

Twelve petals are connected to form a spherical shape, each petal represents a certain month of the year, and peach flowers are embroidered on it.

He silently handed the hydrangea back.

The custom of throwing hydrangea is not only in Libu, but also exists in them, or everyone knows the meaning of throwing hydrangea.Of course Li Xi'an also knew what it meant to give Hydrangea, so he refused it righteously.

"You...you really don't need it?" the little girl said timidly.

Li Xi'an thought to himself, what charm made this little girl throw a hydrangea when she saw him this morning?
But the little girl's next words made Chi Jiao stunned.

"But...but there are unmarried girls, you...you can't have them?"

After finishing speaking, the little girl pointed to the young people of Waka.One of the girls held a well-crafted hydrangea in her hand, smiling brightly.

Li Xi'an was silent, the silver headgear swaying slightly.

He seemed to know what was going on with Mo's expression, and the sigh was inaudible.

"I accept it, go ahead."

"Then...then, I'm leaving?"

"Yeah." The boy showed a gentle smile, and slowly restrained himself after seeing the little girl walking away.

"It's actually quite beautiful, don't be disgusted." A voice suddenly sounded beside him, leaning against the tree trunk, holding back for a whole morning, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud after the incident was revealed.

"I don't hate it."

"Oh?"

"Given by others, it's nothing more than an unintentional act. It's always a thought." The young man was careless. "Besides, I'm still young, so I can't cause trouble for others, can I? The little girl is always in awe of strangers. If people find out that there is a big misunderstanding, you can clean up the situation yourself."

The hydrangea is spinning in the hand, and the twelve petals of fabric are spinning with it.It can be seen that the workmanship is quite fine, since there is one more for him, it doesn't matter if he keeps it.The dark pupils reflect the flower buds turning at the fingertips, like the first peach blossom petals falling from the peach tree in warm spring after the harsh lake light after the cold winter.

The boy took off the silver headdress, put away his clothes and put them aside.

Take out a big cotton jacket.

"What's more, is spiritual energy such an inconvenient thing?" said Li Xi'an, who was wrapped in a big padded jacket and put it in his pocket.

"Forget it, forget it." Chai waved his hand, and when he saw Li Xi'an wrapped up like a ball, he lost the mood to make fun of him. "I thought that with your insight, you should have noticed something was wrong. As a result, you just sat there all morning, chatting for a while when someone came, and just sitting in a daze when no one came. Now people bring hydrangeas. We The time of traveling together is not long, but Chijiao will not be like this."

"Because the one sitting here is not Chijiao." Li Xi'an said.

"How does it feel to wear a silver headdress?" Que said abruptly.

"It's okay, jingle ding dong."

"It's really not that red flood dragon." Mo Xiao smiled.

"Let's go, my friend, not Chijiao but my guest, the banquet is ready."

"I hope you can drink me down." Most banquets in the south are in the afternoon, not in the evening.At this time, the place in the center of Libu was full of voices, and some people set up a stage to dance.

There are children fighting insects on the road.

The Gu worm that slipped out was caught back, and the child scolded while crying, and the Gu worm scratched its head with its forelimbs, and it was unknown who was reprimanding whom.

Wait until the sun dips a few minutes west again.

People yelled and ate.

When the sun has completely set and the lights are bright, the bustle will be over.The long-lost rejoicing and the depression of two years ended with this bustle.

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At night, two figures walked side by side on the river bank.

"Nowadays, the land is vast and boundless, and the [-] mountains are too far away from Taihang. There are many risks on the road."

"I'm not worried about you. If something happens to you, the world will change again. Since you have helped me deal with the [-] mountains, I will give you some insignificant help." Cole said , Hiccup.

Insects can't drink Jiao Jiao, anyway, he has learned the lesson today.

"Your sleeping place is in the Yellow River. No matter how powerful the ichthyosaurs are, it is impossible to carry the ghost coffin in the Yellow River to the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"Slit space?"

"Not counting the slit space, I think it is more accurate to call it the slit passage. This shortcut is not formed naturally, it may have been opened up by a practitioner who was able to penetrate the heavens and the earth in very ancient times. The ichthyosaurs took you through this passage. Came here."

Mole looked at the rolling river beside him.

The imperial realm expands.

Li Xi'an sensed a certain kind of aura permeating this space, and a group of fish and dragons whispered.

"They feel it," Kera said.

The passage is being dug out.

This kind of thing should have no fixed place, but he turned it out abruptly.

The wind howled, the huge red monster covered the moonlight, the golden candle was burning, and the scales near the edge of the passage were blurring.

"That's it, goodbye." Mole threw another piece of carapace, and Chijiao took it.

"Come and take a walk when you are free."

"Nonsense, of course I'm going to eat." Mo took it for granted and laughed.

　Chapter One Hundred Thousand Mountains Ends
　　The beginning of Rakshasa

　　At the end of this chapter, I try to use a complete daily description, and even the main characters are people living in Libu, probably because I want to write about the human spirit in my heart?A coherent chapter, not torn apart, so it's a bit late.

　　I don’t know what everyone thinks.

　　By the way, I don’t know much about this festival, so please don’t blame us if it hasn’t been handled well.

　　
　
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