Brother, please pray to heaven and earth with the witch

Chapter 84 Selection

I said why the senior brother frowned as soon as he entered the venue. It turned out to be because of the seats.A total of eight referees were originally arranged in the eight directions of the martial arts arena according to the eight trigrams of heaven and earth, that is, according to Qian (sky), Kun (earth), Zhen (thunder), Xun (wind), Kan (water), and Li (fire). , Gen (mountain), and Dui (ze) to arrange, my brother and I were arranged in the threshold and off positions. This is not only to supervise the competition process in an all-round way and deter participants with unruly intentions, but also to form an array to protect the back The audience, but the brother's request directly broke this formation, and even broke the rules of the selection competition.

However, when he made this proposal, under the approval of his master, none of the other five people, including the princes and nobles, refuted it. It can be seen that in the past few years, with the efforts of his seniors, his status in the court has improved significantly.Although he used to do his own thing, there would be voices of opposition, but now he, Jianglong was six years ago, who knows how far he has grown now?What's more, in the past six years, he went through life and death, exterminated monsters, and his reputation in the entire Nazi Buddha was even higher than that of Brother Que, the current prince.

"Next, the grand imperial examination of our son Buddha is about to begin every ten years. This year, there are a total of 56 participants, including [-] magicians. The blessing of Zifo is also the blessing of Xianlinji! However, we cannot be satisfied with this, we must strictly abide by the rules of the imperial examination of the dynasty, rather than abuse, select the best ten Heavenly Punishers and ten magicians, and entrust them with important tasks to show I face majesty!"

"Good! Good! Good!" The audience cheered. They didn't know whether they were happy that the growing power of the Buddha would bring people a more peaceful and harmonious life, or whether they were happy to see the willing cannibalism like a monkey. .

"Next, I announce that the Heavenly Punishment or Spell Masters who will serve as the judges of this Grand Examination, they are respectively—"

"National teacher wait a minute!"

Someone came on horseback from afar, waving a golden imperial decree in his hand.

"It's the second son!"

"I heard that the second son has cultivated the power of Heaven's Punishment to the first-silver level not long ago, far surpassing His Royal Highness who has stayed at the first-bronze level for two years and is three years older than him!"

Hearing this sentence, even the good-tempered me couldn't help clenching my fists.No matter what the world says about me, I won't frown, but no one can hurt the important people around me!
"Isn't it? I heard that His Royal Highness is obsessed with female sex and disregarding government affairs. Now the king often finds the second son to share his worries."

The spell on my finger was completed, but was covered by a big hand, and I reluctantly withdrew the spell.

"Second son happens to be eighteen this year. He is handsome and capable. Now he is the famous Mr. Jin in the royal capital!"

I curled my lips, wondering if Lan Wuyuan did such a good job on the surface, these rumors were mixed with fakes and fakes, almost fooled me.

I don't know how he handled the clogged toilet in the palace for Wang Fenyou.

"Second Young Master, what's the matter?" Master went up to meet him, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Interrupting the national teacher's words has nothing to do with impoliteness. It has nothing to do with coming here this time. I brought a copy of my father's will and asked the national teacher to read it."

"Oh, bring it here."

Lan Guanguan respectfully handed over the imperial decree, and stood aside in a gentle and elegant manner, worthy of his flamboyant character, and he did not forget his concave shape while standing.

The master scanned the imperial decree, then folded it and stuffed it into his sleeves, and said coldly: "In this case, please don't care, please guard the sill, it happens that the sill is empty and no one is guarding it. Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a person sitting there." Look, now it seems that the irrelevant son really relieved my worries, hahaha."

Master, ginger is still old and spicy!I secretly compared my thumbs, and looked around at those famous and powerful judges who also smiled faintly, which was really satisfying.

"Then I would like to thank the National Teacher for giving me this opportunity. It is an honor to be selected as the judge of this competition."

After speaking, I felt his eyes glance towards me, but it was not too obvious, and then walked to the seat lightly, looking at the arena without squinting.

I couldn't help clenching my fists.

I haven't stepped out of Zhantian Mansion for nearly a year, half of the reason is my appearance, and the other half is because of this insidious and cunning person.

A year ago, I was still the pretty, cute, loving fairy who was held in the palm of my master's hand, loved by brother Que on the cloud, with a caring little padded jacket behind my buttocks, full of happiness and smiles.

My thoughts wandered, and I returned to the Shangyuan Festival when fate turned.

Master is very strict with me, never allowing me to go out of the palace at will, let alone going out of the city, but I have no idea or opportunity to go out of the city, because I often go to the master's study for several hours to beg me Brother Que, who had a chance to go out of the palace once, was not allowed to go out of the city at will because he was the prince.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the year before last, I put my arms around the cloak made of silver fox fur that my senior brother gave me the year before last, and stood at the door of my bedroom, playing with the dream wake-up bell that my senior brother gave me the year before last, but I couldn’t control my eyes. He kept looking at my courtyard door.

"Dinglingling..." Mengxingling suddenly rang without warning.

I held the big purple-red bell, stopped its swing, and smiled unconsciously at the corner of my mouth.

It must be that Brother Que always complains that I have become more and more unconscious in sleeping in the past few years. I used to get up before dawn to study spells, but recently I always sleep too much, and I can’t stop dreaming.

Sometimes Brother Que would come to Zhantian Mansion to look for me before I got up, but once he couldn't wake me up no matter what, and even alarmed the master, so the master sent a letter to the senior brother, and the senior brother asked someone He sent this string of dream wake-up bells, and from then on every day when the hour came, he would ring the mother bell in his hand, and the string of child bells here would also ring to wake me up.

"Xiao Qingqing, why are you standing here so stupidly, is it cold?"

I was so dazed watching Meng Xingling that I didn't notice that Brother Que had already arrived by my side.

He refastened the straps of the fox fur cloak for me, put on my hat again, and covered me tightly.

Brother Que is always so powerful. In this cold winter, as long as I have him by my side, I have never felt cold.

"You knelt at the master's place for me for a long time again." I stroked the remaining frost on his hair, held his hand to my mouth, and breathed lightly.

"No, it's the holidays today, and the national teacher is in a very good mood. I only asked for a while, and he agreed to take you to the temple fair. Let's go now?"

"Ah."

I was happy in my heart, and the fingertips held by him gradually warmed up.

The Shangyuan Festival was originally a festive festival, but some tragedies can only be called tragedies when they happen on a festive day.

(End of this chapter)