The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 13

"Since the lord of the palace has come, and the time is almost here, let's start the ceremony." Seeing that everyone was silent, Wan Chengheng knew that they were all shocked by Sang Mo's words, so he had to speak out to divert everyone's attention. mind.

"Oh, okay, let's get started." Sang Mo didn't expect that his sincere apology would turn into a cold humor in the end, which is really oolong.

"My lord, please sit down with all the lords. This priest will explain the origin of your lord." After receiving Sang Mo's first response, Wan Chengheng took the lead in helping Sang Mo to sit on the seat of the lord, and then After the adults also took their seats, Wan Chengheng walked to the forefront of the high platform for the ceremony and stood there.

A maid walked up to Wan Chengheng with a jade plate and knelt down, raised her hands above her head, presented the jade plate to Wan Chengheng's side, and waited.

Wan Chengheng stretched out his right hand, took a dagger with a jade handle placed on the jade plate, and then gently stroked it across the palm of his left hand. In an instant, blood overflowed along the tip of the dagger. Put it back on the jade plate.

Then, under the eyes of all the disciples, Wan Qiheng raised his bloody left hand over his head, palm facing forward, and said sonorously to the disciples: "I, Wan Qi, the fifth priest of the Rhythm Hall Heng, here I swear an oath to the sky with blood, and clarify the following sentences to be true. If there are false words, they will be hanged, and their souls will be scattered, and they will never live. Because last year, this priest looked at the stars and predicted that the fifth hall master would I came to the small lake of Yueling Mountain this year, so I built a house with grass by the small lake of Yueling Mountain on the first day of this year, and waited day and night for the arrival of the Lord of the Palace. Finally, nine days ago at night, I saw a person descending in the small lake of Yueling Mountain. , after the priest brought him back, he found that the star belonging to the master of our Rhythm Hall was shining incomparably above the sky of the Rhythm Hall. Therefore, the priest declared here with his life: Sang Mo, This year, he is the fifth successor of the Palace Master of the Rhythm Palace!"

After watching Wan Chengheng's heroic oath, Sangmo thought that all the disciples below would be in an uproar, and then the sound would shake the sky.But after waiting for a long time, one of the disciples below came out to applaud and join in the fun to liven up the atmosphere.

Sang Mo looked at the group of people sitting next to him in puzzlement, and they also remained unchanged.Sangmo looked sideways and asked Zelan who was standing beside him with his eyes, but he didn't want Zelan to lower his head and not look at Sangmo.

This made Sang Mo very depressed. Even if everyone was not encouraged by Wan Chengheng's rhetoric, at least they applauded for his courage to draw blood on his palm with a knife.However, Sangmo wanted to applaud very much, but she also knew that everyone here could applaud, but she, Sangmo, could not, because Wan Chengheng made the oath because of her, the Lord of the Palace, and if she applauded again , that's all.

However, Sang Mo still couldn't understand it, so Sang Mo turned his eyes to Wan Chengheng who was still standing at the front, trying to see something, it couldn't be that Wan Chengheng was also telling a bad joke.

Wan Chengheng at the front line took the oath after taking the oath, took the white cloth strip handed over by the maid, wrapped the wound on his palm casually with the white cloth strip, turned around and met Shang Mo's caring and questioning eyes, and couldn't help but smile back, making her Don't think too much about it.

However, Sangmo felt that there was a trace of worry in Wan Chengheng's smile. Although he hid it well, Sangmo remembered it in his heart.

Thinking of the next thing to do, Wan Chengheng couldn't help but worry across his heart.No longer looking at Sangmo, when Wan Chengheng turned back to his body, he glanced at the four guardians who were sitting on the left, and then preached to the disciples: "The master of the palace ascended the throne, Han Yuqin appeared, Fuyin sacrificed, circled around Liang Tianxia. Please come out with Han Yuqin."

As soon as Wan Chengheng's words faded away, the two girls, who didn't look like maidservants, solemnly carried a thing covered with a white cloth onto the high platform of the ceremony, walked to the middle of the high platform, and put the things on the original platform. Ready low table.

Sang Mo looked at the thing covered by the white cloth on the low table not far from him, but couldn't guess what it was, but from what Wan Chengheng said just now, it should be a piano.But looking at this thing, which is about one meter in height and width, it doesn't look like a piano.

When Sang Mo was staring at the things on the low table and guessing what it was, Wan Chengheng had already come to her, then bowed down respectfully and lowered his head and said loudly: "My lord, please take off the white cloth and brush Resounding the cold jade qin, to announce to the world, to show the identity of the palace master."

"Ah?" Sang Mo was sure that he was taken aback by Wan Chengheng, but after Sangmo really stared at Wan Chengheng several times to make sure he wasn't fooling himself, Sang Mo raised his head again. Looking around at the group of people sitting on the high platform, when he saw the smiles on the faces of the four women he met last time, he suddenly understood that the silver-haired old man last time At the same time, Sangmo also understood why Wan Chengheng asked her if she had any musical instruments that she could play last night, and understood why the worry in his eyes came from .

"My lord, you only need to pluck a note on the Han Yuqin to prove everything." Hearing that Sang Mo only uttered a single note, Wan Chengheng knew what Sang Mo's expression was, and he must have been very surprised It's very helpless, and she said that she can't play an instrument, which is undoubtedly a problem for her.

It's just that Wan Chengheng believes in his own strength, so he can't make mistakes. Since God chose to send Sang Mo to the small lake in Yueling Mountain, then she can definitely ring the Han Yuqin, and he is willing to gamble once.

"Just dial a tone?" Sang Mo asked in disbelief.

"As long as you are the Master of the Rhythm Hall, you can dial the Han Yuqin, even if it is a single note, it is enough." The speaker was the chief of the four guarding masters, that is, Sang Mo has always defaulted old woman with silver hair and silver eyes.The chief lord spoke very respectfully, but he looked at Sangmo with a kind of contempt in his silver eyes.

"Oh, that's it. By the way, didn't some of the four adults say last time that before I came, you had already elected a candidate for the palace master? Well, I don't do that kind of first-come, first-served thing, Let me and that candidate try this cold jade qin, whoever plucks the qin will be the master of the palace, how good is that?" How could Sangmo fail to see the meaning in the old woman's eyes, so Let's just have a fair game.

"My lord, please don't do this." Wan Chengheng didn't expect that Sang Mo would come up with another foreign matter that he couldn't handle. He had already worked so hard to remove all scruples for her, why did she have to give birth to something? What about accident?Did she really think he was omnipotent?
"You don't have to be like this, sir. If I really can't ring the Han Yuqin, wouldn't that candidate also come out to try? Why don't we try together? It's just a matter of time." Looking at Wan Chengheng Looking at himself weakly, Sang Mo talked about his thoughts casually.She didn't want to live up to Wan Chengheng's bloody oath, but wanted to settle the matter once so that there would be no troubles in the future. She was very lazy.

"Since that's the case, I won't say much about the old woman. Someone, invite Miss Sun out." Seeing what Sang Mo said, the chief lord did not refuse, and raised his voice to ask the maid to invite someone.

Then, as soon as the chief lord's words fell, a beautiful girl with silver hair and silver eyes, sixteen or seventeen years old, slowly walked up from the high platform, and slowly came to the chief lord, bent down and bowed her head, saying: "Mist See my lord grandmother, and my lord priest, and my lords."

"Miao'er, you can try this Han Yuqin together with this candidate. Whoever rings it will be the future master of the Rhythm Hall." The chief lord saw his granddaughter in such a stately manner, he couldn't help but The attitude of living also became arrogant, as if the seat of the palace lord already belonged to her granddaughter.

"Wu Miao will definitely live up to grandma's expectations and the support of all adults." The glamorous girl named Wu Miao raised her head, glanced at the adults around her, then fixed her eyes on Sang Mo, and smiled, her eyes filled with happiness. It's arrogance, like a challenge.

After receiving Misty's challenging gaze, Sang Mo returned a soft smile, then walked to the low table, and lifted the white cloth on it with one hand.

The Han Yuqin that is now in Sang Mo's eyes is no stranger to Sang Mo, it can be said that he knows it, it is a harp.But what puzzled Summer was, isn't the harp a modern musical instrument?How did it come out in ancient times?Did she think wrong?The harp was made in ancient times?

"Since there is an order, let this young lady try it first." Without further entanglement in the era when the harp was born, Sang Mo stepped aside first, and asked Wu Miao to try it first.

"Thank you, Miss, for your humility. Wu Miao will not be polite." Seeing San Mo eagerly stepping aside, Wu Miao thought that San Mo was afraid, so she became even more arrogant, walking confidently to the side of the low table, He raised his jade hand very gracefully, pressed his index finger on the strings of the Han Yuqin, and then, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, chuckled and raised his index finger, flicked, there was no sound, and there was silence.

Then, the chuckle on Wu Miao's face was frozen.

The expression on the chief lord's face also froze.

The other three protectors opened their mouths wide and were stunned in disbelief.

The faces of other adults who had supported Wu Miao were also replaced by disappointment.

A faint relief appeared on the face of Wan Chengqing, the leader of the silver clan.

Then, a smile appeared on the face of the priest Wan Chengheng.

In the end, a smile flashed in Sang Mo's eyes, but she hid it well.

And Wu Miao looked disbelieving, raised his index finger again and plucked the strings of the Han Yuqin, but there was still no sound, and continued to pluck a few times, but there was still no sound, Wu Miao bit his lips tightly. It's time to see red.

"Fog! Don't back down!" The chief lord saw that his granddaughter couldn't make a sound after several attempts. It was really embarrassing to be slack, so he quickly sternly reprimanded his granddaughter for her nonsense.

And after hearing her grandmother's scolding, Wu Miao lost all blood on her face, turning pale as paper.

"Well, since Miss Wu Miao has tried it, it's time for Sang Mo to try it too." Seeing Wu Miao retreating after being reprimanded, Sang Mo had no choice but to test the piano aloud.In fact, she didn't know if she could pluck the harp, but let's give it a try, so that Wan Chengheng would not be comforted after all the busy work.

Under the gaze of the same group of people, Sang Mo also stretched out an index finger to press on the Hanyu strings, then raised his index finger, and flicked forward: "Zheng!"

In an instant, a clatter sounded, piercing through the square, piercing through the clouds, and whistling straight into the sky.

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