Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 351 Making things difficult for the God Festival
"It's good if you know, then I won't bother the saint, the saint must hurry up." The big man bowed his hands respectfully and rushed to the altar.

In fact, the gate of death is not bad, maybe because Lian Qingcheng's identity is too special, as long as you are a person of the gate of death, no matter how evil you are, how arrogant you are, as long as you are in front of Lian Qingcheng, you will be obedient like a kitten .

As for the Chaoshen Festival, Lian Qingcheng has also asked others carefully in the past two days. People in Xijiang believe in Gu God, and the Gate of Rebirth is located in Xijiang, and they have been fascinated by it over time, and the identity of this saint is also from Xijiang who believes in Gu God. from people.

After changing her clothes, Lian Qingcheng went out. In fact, the clothes Fen He sent were not grand, but there were a little more jewelry decorations than usual. The heavy jade and agate adorned her head, making her just I feel very hard.

Gu Xiaosi went out and stood beside Lian Qingcheng. She was wearing the clothes that Lian Qingcheng had modified by herself before. The clothes were tailor-made by Lian Qingcheng for Gu Xiaosi, so they naturally fit perfectly. The girl smiled, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her skin was as creamy as ever, which was extraordinarily bright.

"What kind of handsome young man does this have to be worthy of my Xiao Si?" Lian Qingcheng joked.

Gu Xiaosi blushed, grabbed Lian Qingcheng's clothes and remained silent.

For the first time, the unrestrained and unruly gate of death has rules. Men and women walk on the street, and there is no fighting as usual.

Some people put on masks, adding a bit of mystery to the originally normal gate of rebirth.

The statue towered high behind the altar, with a ferocious appearance, it didn't look half sacred, but rather evil.

As soon as the two of them approached the statue, a group of people in sacrificial robes came to salute, "Respectfully invite the saint."

Lian Qingcheng held back her laughter, this group of people really regarded themselves as divine heirs.

Gu Xiaosi wanted to follow, but was blocked by someone raising his hand, "Girl, please follow me."

Fen He and Old Man Shui Chan are sitting on the ground on the high terrace. On the left is Fen He, all of whom are well-dressed, and on the right is Old Shui Chan, each wearing a black robe, sticky like sticky Bloody.

What's strange is that in such a grand occasion, Lian Qingcheng didn't see the shadow of the master of the gate of death, which is strange.

Seeing Fen He's schadenfreude, the smile on Lian Qingcheng's face disappeared completely, and the one who stopped him and Xiao Si should be Fen He's person.

Lian Qingcheng was invited to the terrace, and as soon as she was seated, Fenhe brought two bowls of wine and moved towards Gu Xiaosi, but was blocked by Lian Qingcheng, "Xiaosi is young and suffered some injuries a few days ago, It has not recovered and is not suitable for drinking, I thank Miss Fenhe on her behalf."

Saying that, Lian Qingcheng raised his head, drank the wine in the bowl, and did not give Fen He any chance to object.

These days, Fen He finally had her patience worn out by Lian Qingcheng, so she sneered and said, "The saint is really good at drinking."

"you flatter me."

The old man Shui Chan chuckled and said, "Fen He, it's been so long, don't you understand? Miss Xiao Si doesn't have any special hobbies, and she doesn't mean anything to you, can't you see it? "

Fen He looked back, drank the wine in her bowl, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Xiao Si is interested in me, but I think that the saint is definitely not interested in you, an old man."

The old man Shui Chan's eyes turned cold, he paused on the ground with his crutches, and said, "Why, is the saint interested in your Xiaoxiang Pavilion?!"

Seeing that the old man Shui Chan was very angry with her, Fen He sat back in her seat with satisfaction.

The old man Shui Chan had an old face. He got up and walked in front of Lian Qingcheng, toasted a glass of wine, without saying any polite words, and went straight to the point, "Respectfully invite the saint to come to the altar to pray."

As he spoke, he pointed to the statue of a god standing not far away.

Lian Qingcheng looked in the direction pointed by the old man Shui Chan, and then saw the things on the altar, which were exactly the same as the human-shaped coffin that the female royal family let her in.

The only difference is that the human-shaped coffin is opened, and the steel blade is shorter, but the same sharpness, with a cold light flashing.

Lian Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, it seemed that the old man Shui Chan was more straightforward, and made it clear that he wanted to get some benefits from her first.

Gu Xiaosi quietly held Lian Qingcheng's hand, his eyes were full of anxiety.

Lian Qingcheng patted the back of her hand lightly, signaling Gu Xiaosi to stay calm.

She looked at the people in the scene, and asked the old man Shui Chan, "What if I don't go?"

"This matter is related to the rise and fall of my gate of rebirth, and the saint must not refuse to go." The old man Shui Chan said, stroking his beard.

"According to what you mean, as long as it is related to the life and death of the Gate of Rebirth, no matter what I am asked to do, I have to go? I am not someone from the Gate of Rebirth, what is the reason for this?"

"Saint, you have to be clear. It's not that you are someone from the gate of death, but you, who belong to the gate of death."

Lian Qingcheng snorted, "How can I, Lian Qingcheng, live for so many years, eat a few rice from your Xiangshengmen, and take a few threads from your Xiangshengmen? Why do you say that I belong to the Wangshengmen?"

"Holy lady, you argue in every possible way, but you don't want to pray for me at the gate of rebirth?" Old Shui Chan clenched the crutch in his hand, and his beard was almost blown up by Lian Qingcheng. ?

Lian Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man Shui Chan with a smile, and said, "It's not impossible for me to enter that broken coffin, but at least you have to give me a reasonable reason, right?"

The old man Shui Chan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, Fen He smiled, twisted the waist of the water snake, got up and walked over, and when passing by the old man Shui Chan, he still didn't forget to snort and smile.

Fen He walked all the way in front of Lian Qingcheng, smiled charmingly and tapped the back of Gu Xiaosi's hand behind Lian Qingcheng, "I don't know the reason, is it sufficient?"

Lian Qingcheng's complexion turned gloomy, and he looked at Fen He, smiling without saying a word.

Fen He also looked at Lian Qingcheng, the few strands of hair behind her were blown by the wind, bringing a burst of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, she smiled and narrowed her eyes, and raised her hand, just like when Lian Qingcheng issued the order to evict guests, she made a gesture of invitation , Said: "Saint, please go to the altar to pray."

"It's still the same sentence, what if I don't? Is it possible that you still want to hang me up?"

Fen He smiled more and more charmingly, "The saint is talented and intelligent, she will definitely go to the gate of rebirth for me, and also for...Miss Xiaosi, she will give up her life, won't she?"

"Wait a minute..." Gu Xiaosi said suddenly.

She looked a little nervous, so she clenched her fists tightly, and she was a little scared, so her lips turned white and trembled slightly, but she still stood firmly in front of Lian Qingcheng, using her small body to block Fen He's face. Firmness made Lian Qingcheng's heart tremble.

(End of this chapter)