King Leng's alluring concubine

Chapter 1115 Appease the God of the Swamp
Bei Tianyi bowed to Xiaolonglong, Baihu and others to thank him, but made Baihu and the others all sneer at him and despise him!
Luo Qingyu glanced at the tired Bei Buer, then turned around and led the way!

Behind them, the third elder of Xiangshui Town came up, they walked side by side with Luo Qingyu, and they talked about various precautions when walking at the same time!
"The left foot is light, the right foot is heavy! In the afternoon, the sun is westward, and the heat in the west is high, so step on it hard, so as not to attract the moving swamp!" Feng Silently said.

"Turn left! From now on, the front foot is light, and the back foot is on tiptoe! Everyone sings to distract the attention of moving the swamp!" Feng Buxiu said.

"What?! This swamp still listens to singing? It's really strange to hear it for the first time!" Luo Bubu raised his head and shouted loudly!
"Shut up!" Feng Buhui hurriedly turned his head to stop Luo Bubu, and then he whispered: "The swamp is spiritual, if you make a loud noise, the god of the swamp will be angry, and when the time comes, the mud will gushes out and you can't do anything!" Clean up, we have more than 800 people, everyone will die!"

"Oh! So powerful! Then I shut up!" Luo Bubu hurriedly covered his mouth and stopped talking.

"Who can sing, come here if you can sing well, it's best if you can sing continuously, so that the moving swamp can be quiet!" Feng Buyu continued.

Listening to the arrangement of the three elders of Xiangshui Town, Luo Qingyu also roughly understood the meaning of the three elders. In fact, she knew that this was the ancient martial arts society. Although these people had no faith, they still had reverence for the gods in their bones. The so-called God of the Swamp actually does not exist at all. The so-called God of the Swamp is angry and the mud is gushing out, but it is because the swamp area is filled with mud, and the human voice has a frequency that can cause the mud to vibrate. This shock must easily come up from the ground!

This is the same as the butterfly effect, a butterfly vibrates its wings, and finally causes a catastrophe on the land!

"I can sing! You know it! I'll give Qing Yu..." Bei Tian stepped forward and raised his hand!
"Slap!" He was slapped on the head, and when he turned his head, he saw a cold look: "Shut up! You two hundred and five, do you want to kill everyone?"

"You..." Beitian turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened!

Bei Buer's voice was cold and soft, but it was extremely stern, and his gaze, with a cold light, made Bei Tianyi tremble slightly uncontrollably!
Glancing at the serious expressions of Luo Qingyu, Xiao Longlong and the others, Bei Tianyi quickly shut his mouth!
"I, I can sing!" A young man from Qingxuanmen stepped forward and said softly.

"Very good, I want this kind of voice! Sing slowly, sing a softer song, preferably a song that can comfort the Swamp God to sleep!" Feng Silently said.

"Okay, I'll try!" The young man thought for a while, cleared his throat lightly, and began to sing!
Not to mention, the three elders are indeed very godlike. After their guidance, young people from Qingxuanmen sang again, and the slightly shaking swamp became quiet. Just now when everyone was walking, they always felt that something was moving under their feet. , now there is no more, the feet are flat!

"High!" Luo Qingyu turned her head and gave the three elders a thumbs up!
"The moon is in the sky..." The young man had been singing for nearly an hour, and his voice was already a little hoarse. Behind him, another person picked up and started singing!
Among the 800 people, there are quite a few who can sing. They are all young people with very good voices, no less than those singers of the 21st century!

Moreover, Luo Qingyu found that the continuous singing of these people could not only stabilize the swamp and make it safer for everyone to walk, but also make her heart feel very comfortable. As light as a swallow, she felt that she also had a guqin in her heart, and as the people behind them sang, the guqin also began to pluck...

"噗噗!" The sound of the rhythm!

(End of this chapter)