Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 18 Textile Male Workers
"This is Sizheng, the Secretary of Spiritual Creation,"

Nine Heavens Profound Girl spoke in time, changed the subject, and eased the tense atmosphere between Canopy and Layman Jingxuan.
"The fruit fly demon comes from the abyss of ruins, and it can escape with water. The most troublesome thing is that there is an inexplicable connection between it and the spinning machine. It can always escape back to the spinning machine at critical moments, unless it is destroyed. Spinning wheel, but that is not worth the candle!"

After finishing speaking, the phoenix eyes of Nine Heavens Profound Girl stared at Layman Jingxuan with a flash of light.

snort!
Layman Jingxuan disdains, this is also a dream, I don’t care about your logical loopholes, what is inexplicable involvement, why can’t you destroy the spinning wheel, and the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavens are all for nothing?
"So, today's key lies in Layman Jingxuan. As long as you can communicate with the weapon spirit and stop the fruit fly demon for a while, our chances of success will be greatly increased!"

"Just by him?"

Tianpeng responded with a sneer, "A little scholar with low cultivation and no strength to restrain a chicken? What do you say that he was born in a heavenly soldier? From my commander's point of view, he is just a little boy who can only compose poems!"

"Would you like to come?"

Layman Jingxuan's anger rose from the ground, "Eating five buckets of rice in one meal does not mean that you can play with a small spinning machine!"

"It seems that the two of you know each other very well!"

The corners of the Xuannv's lips curled up, and she almost didn't laugh out loud, but immediately changed a serious expression, "Marshal, please follow me!"

"Layman, this way please!"

The younger sister of the Seven Fairies stepped forward, grabbed the sleeve of Layman Jingxuan, and shook it lightly.

Just at this moment, the anger in Layman Jingxuan's heart disappeared without a trace.

"Xuannv, do you know that I am a canopy, am I as miserable as he said?"

Tianpeng was outraged, Layman Jingxuan was sharp-tongued and exposed faults everywhere. He didn't refute in time just now, and now he is very annoyed.

"Is there any, just know for yourself! Our task today is to catch the fruit fly demon!"

....
"Layman, this is Feiyunshuo!"

The Seven Fairies surrounded Layman Jingxuan, surrounded him and walked to a large area of ​​spinning wheels, spinning machines and waterwheels by the river, while enthusiastically introducing the situation to him.

Thanks to what they had seen and heard in the Department of Spiritual Creation, they had a better impression of Layman Jingxuan.

"Feiyunshuo can mobilize the power of the spinning machine, and it is also a magic weapon. With it in hand, laymen have more power to protect themselves!"

The eldest sister reminded Wang Jingxuan with a concerned face.

Apparently they also thought that Layman Jingxuan was a weakling.

In the eyes of people with a discerning eye, such things as cultivation bases are as much as they are, and they cannot be hidden at all.

"Okay, let's get started!"

The eldest sister gave orders, and the weaver girls took their positions, threading and spinning, and pulling the thread to pull the crepe, in an orderly manner.

For a while, the colorful clothes fluttered and the birds flew around. It looked pleasing to the eye. It was obviously hard work, but these fairies turned into a beautiful picture scroll when they made it.

Sitting in front of the spinning machine, Layman Jingxuan naturally put his feet on the pedals, holding Feiyunshuo in his hand, looking a little dazed.

Immediately afterwards, his actions left all the Zhinu stunned.

Stepping on the pedals rhythmically with both feet, pushing the machine and beating weft skillfully with both hands, Feiyunshuttle travels back and forth behind the cloth, as fast as a phantom.

"ah!"

The second sister let out an exclamation, she used too much force and tore off several silk threads on her hand.

The eldest sister forgot to spin, the third sister forgot to starch, the seventh sister covered her mouth, and the fifth sister directly threw away the work in her hand, ran to layman Jingxuan, pointed to the neat and uniform fabric and said,
"The density is right, the color is even, layman, how can you... be so proficient?"

Ha ha!

Layman Jingxuan is immersed in the joy of labor, playing with beauties, really not tired at all!

Thinking back in the human world, he also studied the spinning wheel and spinning machine, so he could master it proficiently. Now in the heaven, every silk thread and every part here has spirituality, and Feiyunshuo is a rare magic weapon. Not to mention how smooth and silky it is.

Most importantly, to communicate with the spirit of the textile machine, it is not enough to read a few lines of poems.

He decided to establish a spiritual connection with the other party through weaving, which is the most familiar work for the spirit.

"Weaving is a beautiful thing, especially with my sisters, so this layman can learn without a teacher!"

He jokingly responded that the advantage of being in a dream is that he can tease unscrupulously, and no one knows anyway.

When I wake up tomorrow, I probably won't remember it.

"Teach yourself without a teacher? The talent of the layman is too scary!"

The Weaver Girls covered their mouths and snickered. Although they knew Lay Jingxuan was talking nonsense, what they said made them feel sweet.

They all ran over to watch, while discussing their technical experience, they forgot about catching the fruit fly demon.

"call out!"

A streak of light suddenly rises in the distance, rushing straight into the sky, like a flying monkey in a festival!

"Xuannv, Tianpeng, do you think you can catch me together?"

An indisputable voice came at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion in the air, obviously the two sides had already started fighting.

Layman Jingxuan has no time to watch the excitement. He is now concentrating on trying to resonate with the spirit of the spinning machine.

But, it's useless.

Although he felt that his whole body was immersed in a mysterious artistic conception, as if he had become one with the spinning machine, but there was only a emptiness around him, and he couldn't feel anything except his own thoughts.

"Everything!"

In the distance, I don't know if it was the burst of airflow or the turbulent water waves, which made a sound like a drum.

The shock made Layman Jingxuan's heart beat faster, and he jumped out of the state of "integration of man and machine".

The surrounding area was already in chaos.

The Weaver Girls hold silk threads, embroidery needles, spindles and other magic weapons, mingling with figures shrouded in black smoke.

The strange thing is that all the black shadows look exactly the same, with a scarlet light emitting from the eyes, and they are still breaking apart, changing into more black shadows.

"Bold! How dare you touch my spinning machine?"

All the black shadows shouted in unison, and charged towards Layman Jingxuan.

But it was stopped by the concerted efforts of the Weaver Girls.

"Hateful! You are a big man, what kind of cloth are you weaving there, do you want to use this to trick Zhinu?"

What do you mean?
Why does this sound so... sour?

"You think the weaver girl is your private property? What a joke! You don't even know how to weave. Even if you live in a spinning machine, you're just a dove occupying a magpie's nest!"

Layman Jingxuan mercilessly mocked the attack.

No matter how capable you are, this is still in a dream, and this layman has no fear at all.

He kept stepping, but his hands were like magic, changing a spinning shuttle at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and began to add a new color to the fabric.

"What kind of pattern is this, and why is it so strange?"

During the fight, Sixth Sister retreated to Layman Jingxuan, sneaking a glance at her.

"I'm going to draw out the body of the fruit fly demon and seal him in this cloth!"

Because it is a dream, Layman Jingxuan has nothing to worry about, he can do it when he thinks about it, and he also takes it for granted that it will definitely be done.

Oh!
Sixth Sister made a flash and rushed out again.

"Sisters, be careful!"

Layman Jingxuan couldn't help but worry when he was busy with work.

These young ladies who are as beautiful as flowers and jade are all so lovely. If they are hurt or scratched, they will not be beautiful!
"Don't worry, layman, the fruit fly demon will not harm us. He has always wanted to join Zhinu's team, so he lingers here!"

what?
Are you invincible in the East?Dreaming of becoming a Weaver Girl?

wrong!It seems that I am more like the Eastern Undefeated now.

Thinking about it, Layman Jingxuan began to speed up, constantly changing the shuttle and thread, relying on a little impression in his mind, trying to restore the "Spirit Sealing Talisman" on the cloth.

He now feels that the machine spirit is in a locked and chaotic state, but each thread seems to have a kind of vitality, conveying the will of the spinning machine spirit, and urging him to complete the work at hand.

"brush!"

"Swipe!"

The figure of the Nine Heavens Xuannv descended from the sky, and behind her was a phantom of a giant bird with gorgeous feathers, its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the entire area.

From the phantom, Biao shot out blue feathers, accurately hitting every phantom, piercing and defeating the phantom.

But the black shadow was not completely annihilated, and the next moment, it condensed again.

In the distance, the voice of Marshal Canopy is like a bell,
"Nie Yi, the entire water area has been blocked by me, where are you going to escape?"

It seemed that victory was in sight, but at this moment, there was a strange flash of black smoke, which suddenly appeared above the spinning machine.

Layman Jingxuan paused suddenly.

The pedal under his feet suddenly weighed more than a thousand catties, and he could no longer step on it.

"Slut, how dare you touch my spinning machine and spoil my good deeds... let's enter Infernal Affairs!"

In a trance, Layman Jingxuan saw an ugly "fly" face.

Huge mouthparts, fine fluff, and the most terrifying thing is the pair of steamed bun-sized compound eyes on the head.

Scarlet like blood, it reflects countless broken time and space, and it seems to have entered a kaleidoscope.

"Poke his eyes with a spinning shuttle!"

The long sword in Jiutian Xuannv's hand drew a streamer, and cut off a compound eye of the blood fly.

It's just that Layman Jingxuan didn't intend to use the spinning shuttle at all. With a slight shake of his hand, he tore off a thread end silently.

(End of this chapter)