Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 211 Enchanting
"White Snake Crossing Love?"

"Fa Hai subdues demons?"

"Is the shemale good or evil?"

"God's will?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little curious.

Because of the illusion of the Laoshan Taoist priest just now, everyone present has basically heard Su Wen talk about the White Snake, and the plot nodes are all stuck in the part where Fa Hai will appear on the stage.

To be on the stage is not to appear on the stage, so everyone doesn't know who Fa Hai is, let alone the meaning of the two sentences that were extended later.

Curiosity and anticipation were instantly aroused.

only...

Jiang Huang frowned, looked at Zi Yan, who was dressed in green clothes like jade, with a casual posture, and Meng Fanyin, who was dressed in white clothes Shengxue behind her, with a natural rhythm, and then looked at Su Wen who was about to give a lecture on the high platform, and gave the maid beside her a look .

The maid nodded and turned away.

Only then did Jiang Huang turn her gaze back, looking at Su Wen with a smile on her face.

Su Wen smiled, and said in a deep voice: "On the first day of the fifth lunar month, the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching. When the Canglong raises his head, he will return to the sky!"

"Dragon Boat Festival is the time when righteousness and yang energy are at their peak. It should be celebrated with everyone in the world, with joy for all people, and to celebrate the festive season together."

"However, the time was not in its heyday, but in troubled times. The power of the Song Dynasty was declining, and the foreign horses stepped on the mountains and rivers. They broke through Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty, and captured the two emperors of Weiqin and numerous clan officials. The shame of Jingkang, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed!"

"In the end, the Great Song Dynasty crossed south in all its clothes, and just saved half of the country, lingering on its last breath, and it was safe for a while."

"Even if this is the case, the power of the Great Song Dynasty is still in decline, and the building is about to collapse, and it is difficult to recover."

"Above the court, singing and dancing are peaceful, in the market place, the people's livelihood is peaceful, the kings and ministers, and the people of Li are just passing by, just like a half-dead person, a half-rotten corpse, lifeless, lifeless, lifeless, no vitality. "

"So, what's the weather like for the Dragon Boat Festival and Zhengyang Festival?"

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

What does this say?
Is it Song or Zhou?
Although there have been words beforehand, talking about fictitious people and fictitious things, but this description still makes people imagine.

The country's power is gradually declining, and the mountains and rivers are declining?
It is hard to return, and the building will collapse?
Isn't this really about Da Zhou?
If someone else dared to say that, even if the crowd didn't label him as a usurper and a traitor, they would stand up, yell at him sharply, and accuse him of lying and deceiving the crowd.

but……

Jiang Huang frowned and said nothing.

Seeing this, everyone could only endure it.

The atmosphere became weird and made people restless.

Su Wen didn't care about it, and continued to say: "The Great Song Dynasty travels south, and the capital is Lin'an, it is for the Southern Song Dynasty!"

"Although the court in the Southern Song Dynasty is still unbearable, due to the natural dangers of the river, it can temporarily keep half of the country."

"In this way, the court will be at peace for a while, and the market will be peaceful for a while, and the chaos will not be chaotic, and the chaos will not fall."

"But such tranquility is only a temporary illusion, and singing and dancing can't hide the end of the dynasty."

"When a country is about to perish, there must be evildoers!"

"Evil evildoers are everywhere, causing harm to the common people. Even during the Dragon Boat Festival, when the sun is in full swing, they can't be suppressed."

"Some monsters have not developed their spiritual intelligence, they act entirely on wild instincts, ravage one side, and prey on people."

"And some monsters have already enlightened their spiritual intelligence, even if they are cannibals, they know how to cover their tracks, and even make obscene sacrifices to evil gods to collect human animals as offerings."

"Today, beside the colorful river, there will be sacrifices."

"A group of witches and witches threatened the people, saying that there is a dragon king and a river god in the river. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, three pairs of boys and girls should be sacrificed. If not, they will cast spells to flood the fields and wash away the houses."

"Acres of land are the sustenance of life, and houses are the entrustment of wealth. The people here dare not disobey. Under the order of the witches, they set up altars by the Banlan River. Day of worship."

"This……"

"The people are ignorant, and the demons are vicious!"

"Dragon Boat Festival, Zhengyang day, there are still monsters who dare to show up and eat people?"

"You don't understand this. During the Dragon Boat Festival, the sun is strong, and some monsters can't stand it, so they have to rely on blood to supplement."

"No wonder those five poisons are often restless during the Dragon Boat Festival."

"That's why there is a saying that drinking realgar on the Dragon Boat Festival can dispel evil spirits."

Everyone discussed a lot, and made a loophole for Su Wenyuan, which is not a loophole.

"Not bad!"

Su Wen nodded, and said in a polite manner: "Dragon Boat Festival, the positive yang energy is strong, and the demons in the river are unable to withstand the positive yang energy of the Dragon Boat Festival because of insufficient morality and unstable foundation, so they force the people to offer virgins and virgins to do their work. Blood food supplements vitality."

"The common people are ignorant and don't know it's a monster. Even if they know it's a monster, they dare not disobey under the threat of their lives."

"In this way, a grand dragon god sacrifice will be completed. The common people will set up a stage by the Banlan River, a group of witches will be shouting and jumping on the stage, and three pairs of boys and girls will be on the other side of the altar, at a loss. , crying constantly.”

"At this moment..."

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and his words sank: "Suddenly I saw a person coming from the sky and landed on the stage."

"This……"

"who is it?"

Although they already had guesses in their hearts, they still couldn't help asking because of Su Wen's words.

Su didn't answer the question, but just narrated: "I saw that the visitor was dressed in plain white robe, spotless, the top of his head was clean, all three thousand troubles were gone, his forehead, forehead, and eyebrows were as round as pearls."

"Although it has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a youthful appearance, it is a majestic treasure, which cannot be violated!"

"This is……"

Everyone was startled, as if they didn't understand.

"This is a monk, a young monk!"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "I saw him coming out of nowhere, landed on the stage, holding a dust whisk in his hand, looking coldly at the dancing witches."

"When all the witches saw him flying onto the stage like this, and dressed as a monk, they were shocked, they all stopped their movements, and gathered behind the leading witch."

"The sorceress is seventy and eighty years old, half-blind and half-blind, with lumps and black spots all over her face, she looks as ugly and terrifying as an evil ghost yaksha."

"She looked at the monk in white, and there seemed to be thick juice flowing out of her cloudy eyes, and she said in a dark voice: "Who are you to disturb us to sacrifice to the Dragon Lord? I am not afraid that the Dragon Lord will be angry and beat you into the palace." Hell, never reborn?"

After finishing speaking, Su Wen smiled, and turned his voice to say: "Facing the threat of this sorceress, the monk in white was unmoved, and only said..."

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"The important thing is..."

"I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"

"Monster, die!"

"Snapped!"

When Xingmu slapped, there was a thunderous explosion, and everyone's heart skipped a beat, inexplicably shocked.

When I was shocked, I listened to the voice of the book on the stage again.

"I saw the white-clothed monk yelled loudly, raised his hand and slapped it down, and his palm was like a mountain collapsed, hitting the head of the sorceress Tianling with a bang!"

"Suddenly there was an explosion, flesh and blood flew, and bones were shattered!"

"The sorceress didn't even have time to cry, she fell to the ground in a puddle of mud, and her original shape appeared on the ground. It was an old half-height turtle. Its carapace was cracked and shattered, and a lot of stinky blood spilled out. It was no longer alive."

(End of this chapter)