Zhong Rui glanced at Song Lanyi, snorted coldly, and said in the most cold tone, "I advise you to stay away from me, because ......."

"Because of what?"

"Because my dad won't let me play with you!"

Song Lanyi: ?

What the hell, your concubines have accepted so much, and you still play pure filial piety with me?

Isn't this the legend that uses the most ruthless tone to say the softest words?

Song Lanyi glanced at him strangely, and just wanted to walk in a different direction, when he saw that Zhong Rui didn't know what nerves he was doing, covering his buttocks, and jumped back.

Like a rabbit.

But it's not as good as Yukihime.

Song Lanyi evaluated fairly from the bottom of her heart.

Today's poetry meeting is to welcome the new year, not to involve the government, only for the future of the beautiful ideals.

That's why the whole poetry meeting was very lively.

Painters, piano players, singers......

Song Lanyi felt like she was visiting a temple fair, and nodded her head again and again.

Don't you really say it, this painting ...... It's really kind of good-looking.

An idea suddenly popped into Song Lanyi's mind, and she patted this brother on the shoulder kindly, "Brother, are you free?"

"What are you doing?"

It's still a brother with an accent.

Song Lanyi smiled and said, "Look...... How am I? Draw me one, how about it?"

The eldest brother glanced at Song Lanyi, and said calmly unexpectedly, "Song Lanyi, okay, as long as you don't dislike me for painting you too good."

Song Lanyi smiled, "How is it possible, the proportion of my facial features is already at the peak, and it can't be perfect."

When the eldest brother heard this, he fell silent.

Your sister, I've seen shameless, I've never seen you so shameless.

He glanced at Song Lanyi, helpless, "Okay, then you can sit there."

Since the last literary meeting, almost half of the literati in Dingyuan City have known Song Lanyi.

Seeing this scene, the people next to him all hula and gathered around.

Zhu Xulin couldn't stand it anymore, jumped up from the stool, and didn't care about King Ming's eyes, like a monkey in the sky, and rushed to the painter's side.

He excitedly said, "I'll paint too!"

It's a pity that his voice was drowned out in the crowd.

Zhu Xu started writing angrily.

They all look down on him, right?

When he picked up the paintbrush, the big brother had to admit that Zhong Rui's mind was like following the water, and he insisted on accepting Song Lanyi, just from the aspect of beauty and misleading people, it was indeed like this.

So here comes the familiar question again......

Song Hanhai is such a rough man, how can he have such a beautiful and excellent girl?

At this time, Song Hanhai, who was far away in the south, suddenly sneezed.

He felt the hot and humid air in the jungle and couldn't help but be silent.

This weather...... Sneeze?

What are you kidding?

At this moment, his mind couldn't help but empty for a moment.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"It's a new year...... he sighed slightly, and looked to the north, as if he wanted to cross the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and see the person in Dingyuan City, Shuobei.

"Old Song, what do you want? Today's tasks are all done, let's go and go back. Damn, I feel itchy all over my body after a day in this hellish forest."

Song Hanhai came back to his senses when he heard the voice.

He wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his dirty, blood-stained hand, and threw out a drop of crystal, and then strode forward.

By the way, he shouted, "Here we are!"

When he and the team got together, while the moonlight was shining, someone wiped a handful of blood from his face, gritted his teeth, and said, "These people in the south are simply crazy! If we hadn't come here, I'm afraid we would have thought that the southern border was really thriving as those officials said."

Song Hanhai changed his appearance from the past, his eyes were dark, "Gods, demons, and the so-called city gods, Yin Si, what is true and what is false? When people die, is there really a world for the dead?"

This questioning actually made the people present shiver in this hot dense forest.

True or false, alive or dead, which is right......

After a long time, someone rubbed his arm and said tentatively, "Maybe the world is so big...... It's not a surprise."

He even made a joke in order to liven up the atmosphere, "If there really is a world after death that can make us immortal, perhaps, this is also good news."

Hearing this, everyone laughed relaxedly.

But only Song Hanhai still frowned, "God is promoted by ghosts, and ghosts are transformed by people. In this world, God is not terrible, but it is difficult to get rid of God in his heart. Ghosts are not scary, they are afraid that people's hearts are like ghosts."

These words silenced the crowd who had just been relaxed for a short time.

Somebody spoke, "I've heard news that the Medicine Saint is now settled in the South, and if I can invite him to take charge, maybe ......."

Before he could finish speaking, someone shook his head and laughed, "The reason why a saint is a saint is that he is detached and holy."

The man before was not convinced, "We are doing serious things, what will happen if he, as a saint, comes to help?"

"Then go tell him."

The man who spoke suddenly lost his arrogance.

The reason why a saint is a saint is that if ordinary people can be moved, is it still a saint?

chatting all the way, when they walked out of the jungle, everyone glanced at the City God Temple, which looked a little grotesque and gloomy under the cover of night, and their nerves suddenly tensed.

Someone wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Let's go, what's so nice about that thing, don't provoke bad luck."

When Song Hanhai heard this, his heart jumped.

He subconsciously glanced back and saw the solemn temple.

There was even a moment when he had the illusion of seeing the clay sculptures in the City God Temple.

It was originally a statue made of clay embryos, but at this moment, there was a feeling of evil and bloodthirsty.

Song Hanhai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and walked forward quickly.

It wasn't until they left the field of vision that a group of people came out of the Chenghuang Temple in the dark night.

The first was a man who was slightly shorter, with a pale complexion that was almost white, but his cheeks looked bright red as if they had been thickly coated with a layer of fat powder.

His eyes were hung upward, his face was fierce, his lips were as red as blood, and if someone approached to smell it, he could even smell a faint fishy smell.

Behind him, there was a matrix of about forty or fifty people.

These people are either fat-headed and big-eared, or they are dressed in brocade and silk, and some even hold water and fire sticks from the yamen.

Just a little bit...... Without exception.

That is, they were all covered with robes similar to sheepskins.

The robe was wide and snow-white, as if it had been made of nitrate.

Just by getting closer, you can clearly smell a thick fishy smell.

Until you see the hood hanging down the back of their heads, which is the hood?

It was clearly the human face that was sewn up after the human skin was stripped off!