I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 71
"Crack."

Baitao chewed, threw away the chicken bone, lay on her stomach with her two forelimbs, bared her four fox fangs, and stretched lazily.

If you don't want to talk about it, the Nuo God invited by mortals is nothing more than the ability to speak better than anyone else.

She has to rely on her three big tails to make a move.

Adhering to the same principle as roasting chicken too late, Baitao spent a little money to bribe a girl who performed the Nuo dance.

With the eyes of a fox, he learned the necessary movements of the Nuo face dance and the skills of chirping and chattering, and soon got mixed into the team that was sent to the palace.

As for why people are selected from the people, not from the court.

She can also figure out the doorway of this, it is nothing more than that the people in Yongcheng are all subordinates of the red-haired snake demon.

It's just a disaster for people in the election palace to get close to King Qin.

This also indirectly proves that everyone on King Qin's side knows that Yongcheng is a place of right and wrong.

Baitao moved her ears, and quietly mixed into the team of rewarding gods.

With the cover of the silver mask, she licked her upper lip at the shadow on the chief seat.

Ying Zheng was sitting at the top.

She was so close at hand, but she didn't sleep on his broad and warm chest last night, she really felt a bit disadvantaged for no reason.

"God, God come—"

The ceremony of rewarding the gods started outside, with the wind lanterns flickering, the sky filled with red mist, and a row of shadows of black officials stood all around, standing like ghosts and ghosts, so blurred that they couldn't see clearly any emotions related to joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, and ignorance in the world.

Baitao's eyesight is good enough, when she followed a group of mortals wearing masks, she could see what Ying Zheng was doing on the throne, even if the figures around her were blown out of paper.

He seemed impatient.

The fingertips tapped on the throne lightly, the joints were dyed red by the red mist, and even the end of the eyes were almost forced to look a little bright.

"Bailing, what are you doing! This is not juggling in the neighborhood, this is in front of King Qin, are you courting death?"

The falling voice was mixed with the sound of a group of bottles and cans falling, and the surrounding sounds instantly pulled Baitao's thoughts, and Baitao immediately realized that a female Nuo mask was scolding her.

Baitao: "Huh? Me."

The colorful ear wings on her head flickered, and the butterfly and silver pattern mask turned around, "Sorry, my eyes were blurred just now."

The woman muttered in a low voice, but Baitao heard her, "You still dare to stare at King Qin, if you offend the king, she will feel better! Then the class leader will definitely kick her out."

Baitao: "."

Sorry, not only can I stare, but I can also kiss him.

There was an inquiring gaze from above, Baitao pretended not to feel it, and continued to dance with the strange and weird steps of the Nuo-mian man.

In the end, jumping and jumping felt that it was too simple, so I kept repeating it, and simply distracted and thought about things.

In fact, what happened to Hongwu this time must be the result of that red-haired snake monster, and it was aimed at Brother Zheng.

If he wanted to secretly protect brother Zheng and make the crowning ceremony go smoothly, he had to dispel the red mist first.

The method of dispelling is very simple. I learned a little bit from my elder brother in Zishan before, and used it secretly with the Nuomian man. It is also to use the psychic power of mortals' belief in gods to avoid being discovered by the red-haired snake demon.

If the red-haired snake demon found her there, it would not be far from collecting the corpse.

Baitao jumped while thinking, but she didn't realize that she had jumped out of the middle of the line and was already standing at the head.

The Nuomian men in the row behind are waving their limbs, beating the tied jade rhythmically with their hands, making a rhythmic sound.

They are dressed in animal fur, and the masks on their faces may be ferocious, arrogant, treacherous, or staunch, representing the contest between all kinds of life and gods and ghosts. Enjoy and welcome the God of Fushou!"

"Nuo! Nuo! Nuo! Drive away the ghosts of the epidemic, and enjoy the god of blessings and longevity!"

"Nuo! Nuo! Nuo! Drive away the ghosts of the epidemic, and enjoy the god of blessings and longevity!"

Baitao stood at the front, facing Ying Zheng's slightly squinted narrow eyes, she was neither retreating nor advancing.

In the swaying wind lanterns and red mist, she simply picked up the willow with one hand and spun around in circles on the spot while stepping on the beat of gongs and drums.

Forget it, first perfunctory.

After the Nuomian men behind said the sacrificial speech, they knelt and danced in the direction of Ying Zheng. Between their fingers and around their shoulders, invisible threads were pulled out.

This is the spirit of mortal belief in the gods.

Baitao took this opportunity, closed her eyes, and murmured, "All ghosts obey orders, disperse!"

The willow stick in his hand swung out, and when he swung out, streaks of purple-gold rays of light brushed past her wrists, and went straight into the center of her eyebrows, but she couldn't find any traces, as if there was a light and slow ripple from her clothes. The horns slowly rise.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into the power of a hurricane, rippling away with the white peach as the center, and the surrounding red mist as thick as blood was lifted away like a curtain.

It was noon, the sun was shining, and the sky was clear with cranes floating above the clouds.The light shining on the girl waving the wicker looks so sacred and inviolable.

"This is."

"This is a miracle, it is the manifestation of the gods."

"The gods have appeared!"

Everyone was in disbelief, looking at the Nuo-faced girl in the middle of the speed of light, and then at Ying Zheng sitting on the throne, knelt down and shouted, "God bless Qin, long live Qin, long live King Qin!"

"God bless Qin, long live Qin, long live King Qin!"

The overwhelming sound of congratulations swept over, and the ministers and clan relatives knelt down for a long time, shouting in unison.

The strange thing is that they didn't hear Ying Zheng's reaction. When a few elders took a sneak peek, they found that their emperor was pulling the evil willow stick in Nuo God's hand and carrying it in his arms.

Ministers: "."

No, no matter how excited you are, Your Majesty, you can't cuddle indiscriminately.

Even Bai Tao, who had been feeling the spirit of faith carefully just now, was stunned. She could only maintain her balance by supporting Ying Zheng. The wine was poured, and the bones were burned.

The scorching breath spewed onto her mask, and felt that her face was also hot. She subconsciously supported his throne and backed away. Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to hook her chin, and his thin lips condensed: "Don't move."

Baitao froze and didn't dare to move.

He stretched out his callused fingertips, and was about to take off her mask.

As soon as Baitao Mao exploded, she retreated nervously: "No, no, I can't pick it."

"Why?"

"Because." Baitao racked her brains, "Because there are regulations for this Nuo face, and only the future husband can pick it."

The meaning of Yingzheng is unclear: "I don't know that there is such a custom, and the God of Nuo is mysterious."

Baitao was almost half lying on his body, still unable to move around, trying to argue: "Yes, yes, there are so many wonders in the world."

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on her, as if peeling her away little by little, and took a closer look.

Baitao also held her breath, for fear of being recognized.

The girl curled up in such a posture, her back flowed into a line, and the butterfly bones showed through the gorgeous clothes, and her charm was natural.

There was a group of old fellows watching her. He finally let go of her shackles. Baitao just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect him to pull out the hairpin in her hair. It was a mahogany hairpin. His long hair was loose, dancing in the wind like a ghost, hanging down on his knees.

Ying Zheng held her hair, his eyes were deep: "I have a crush on you, I will come to accompany you later."

Baitao: "."

Ministers: "."

Is Your Majesty here to be crowned, or is he running to Yongcheng to choose a woman?
Baitao was also in a daze for a few times, feeling that he recognized her identity, but it didn't seem like he was.

The corner of the king's robe touched her, with a kind of gentleness that followed the wind, but when he stood up, his eight-foot-six-inch height was majestic, "The red mist has dispersed, and the coronation ceremony will be held as scheduled."

After all, strode away.

Baitao stood on the spot and accepted the baptism of the eyes of the ministers. After the ministers left one after another, the remaining Nuo face team surprised her one after another: "Bai Ling is going to accompany the driver. It's a good thing."

"To be favored by the King of Qin, it is possible that he will become a great success in the future."

"Don't forget about those of us who make a living." Someone came over and said with a shy face.

But Baitao didn't respond much, in fact, she wasn't the original body in the first place, and the original body probably took twenty snails of gold and left the palace.

He just nodded his head indifferently, and left after nodding.

"stop!"

A young girl in the Nuomian team stood up, stopped her, and shouted coquettishly: "If the old class leader hadn't worked so hard to bring you up, how could you be in contact with Jun now? Look now, what is your attitude now?" ?!"

She lifted her mask directly, her eyebrows were raised upside down, "A wolf-hearted thing!"

Hades is easy to send off, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Bai Tao really missed the way Ying Zheng was sitting on top of the place just now.

The girl persisted and said: "Hey, why don't you speak, you dare not, stupid thing, I forgive you for not being able to do such a disobedient thing. In this way, the King of Qin has never seen your face anyway, how about I I went for you to save you from being clumsy and suffering for nothing."

Bai Tao's long and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, which was already unpleasant.

What kind of mortal in the corner dares to confront the goblin.

The girl leaned closer and said without winking, "And your grandma who has a chronic illness, didn't you beg me to return the money you borrowed for me two days ago?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Bai Tao's better figure out of the corner of her eye, her teeth itching with hatred, and she concluded in her heart that she was the one who seduced King Qin in this way. limelight.

"It's not like I don't want to give you that little gouache money, so just treat it as my mercy."

A string of oil-stained Qin Banliang was thrown out, which was extremely shameful under the refraction of the sunlight.

Baitao's five fingers formed into claws, silently recited the Tushan spell, and when he was about to strike, Ying Zheng stood under the shadows at some point, and said with a cold face: "Not yet."

The mortal girl was sure that she was talking about herself, so she hurriedly put away her face and went over happily. Anyway, King Qin had never seen what the face looked like, so he probably wouldn't be able to recognize it.

she thought.

Ying Zheng saw that Baitao was still standing in the middle of the field, his narrow eyes flashed with anger, and seeing that some woman was still running over, he laughed angrily: "Want to die?"

I don't know who to say this to.

Baitao could already feel the cold air blowing from his body.

The mortal girl said in a daze, "Oh, Your Majesty."

"How about deceiving the emperor, according to the laws of Qin?"

Yingzheng's robes were frozen, and he asked Zhao Gao who was beside him, and Zhao Gao cheered up, "Go back to your majesty, according to the law of Qin, the car should be cracked."

"Running around privately and not obeying discipline, how about according to Qin law?"

Now even Zhao Gao was in a state of confusion. Does Qin Lv have this? He sweated and said, "Those who run around without permission..."

"Broken legs."

Baitao trembled when she heard Yingzheng's ending, and leaned back guiltily. Yingzheng held the Lulu sword on his waist and walked towards Baitao.

"Ah! Don't!" The mortal girl thought she was going to punish herself, her legs softened, and the fishy urine came out on the spot.

For the people of Qin, the majesty of Qin Law is like a mountain crushing ants, indestructible and unshakable.

She cried: "Your Majesty, the Minnaughter knows her mistake, she knows her mistake, and she dares not do it again."

"Drag down."

Ying Zheng stepped over and went directly to hold Baitao's hand, but Baitao dodged subconsciously, and his face sank on the spot.

Fearing that he would lose his temper at others and take it on himself, Baitao put his claws in his palm tremblingly, and said cowardly, "Your Majesty, look, is this okay?"

(End of this chapter)