Without smiling, he immediately sat down decisively, intending to see what extraordinary plot this magical drama would perform.

The more he looked, the greater the surprise in his heart:

The noble priest died, and the farmer, who had been bullied by him, came forward to accuse him of being a liar.

The other gods seemed to be benevolent, but they were too lazy to meddle in the scourge of these sun gods.

Several brave villagers sacrificed their lives to steal the god's bow and arrows from the temple.

In the end, the bullied farmer used his life to make an arrow and shot a troublesome sun god!

In the cheers of the audience, the jaw that did not laugh was almost dislocated in fright.

How is this God's plot?

He couldn't even believe that these children could have orchestrated such a plot to arrange for a mortal to shoot a sun god?

The plot is still unfolding, and one villager after another is going forward and turning their lives into sharp arrows. The sun gods ran around the stage in terror, were shot one after another, and lay on the ground.

In the end, the seven sun gods were left huddled at the foot of the mountain, shivering. The villagers commanded, armed with bows, "From this day onwards, you can only come out once a day." Give me back in the evening, do you hear? ”

In the humble consent of the sun gods, the crisp children's voice continued to narrate: "Later, every night, the villagers put the bow into the sky, and the sun god quickly hid in his home. Later, the bow became the moon, and this is the story of the sun and the moon. ”

The little drama came to an end with enthusiastic cheers.

Cruise shook his furry ears and howled, "What do you see the difference between those sun gods and those kingdom nobles?" Every time I see them being shot to death, I feel good! ”

"It's like a glass of wine!" Brass Hammer and Cruise burst out laughing, not noticing that the Smile was lying beside him like a sculpture, and it was a long time before he came to his senses.

"This is it!" He suddenly slapped his palm on the bench, smashing the back of the chair to pieces!

Copper Hammer and Crewe trembled with fright, only to see Buxiao suddenly clench their fists, "Myth, use myth to deal with them." ”

As he spoke, he paced back and forth, as if his infinite energy had nowhere to vent, and suddenly he looked up at the copper hammer, "Where did this story come from?" ”

"I heard...... I heard that the princess told the children...... "Hammer asked tentatively, "is there anything wrong with that?" ”

Lydia?!

The ears that didn't smile seemed to move, and their eyes were already locked on the girl with the high ponytail in the dark crowd after the end.

The shadow of the wind passed by, and the non-smiling was gone.

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Lydia was standing by the shop by the side of the stage, playing boredly with the flames of the oil lamp.

The wind blew, and the flames flickered brightly and darkly. Before Lydia could react, Buxiao had already appeared in front of her, grabbed her shoulders firmly with both hands, and asked excitedly, "Woman, what else have you not told me?" ”

Lydia's eyes widened in horror, and she almost peed out in fright. Fortunately, she soon heard the sound of not laughing, and replied tremblingly, "I...... The color of the underwear? ”

There was disdain in his unsmiling eyes, and he didn't bother to speak, so he just glanced at the stage with his eyes. Lydia roughly understood what he meant, "That...... It's just a boring myth I heard when I was a kid......"

"Bored?" The disdain in Buxiao's eyes immediately doubled, "You don't understand what your ancestors left you so preciously. ”

Lydia's expression was treacherous, and she secretly complained in her heart: No matter how smart you are, could it be that the thoughts of my ancestors five thousand years ago are also in your prediction?

Bu smiled and pointed to the stage, "What did you just see?" ”

Lydia thought that her answer must be wrong, so she simply replied casually: "A bunch of children's entertainment...... Right? ”

Amusement?

didn't laugh and snorted: "How can teaching children to kill gods be entertainment?" ”

In this world, it is a grave sin to try to kill God. If the court of Shendu catches it, he will be beheaded or burned at the stake.

Lydia could only argue, "But that's a child's myth...... Although I adapted it a bit......"

Bu smiled and said solemnly: "Myths are just cloaks, and your ancestors used myths to engrave on your soul the power that you were not aware of. ”

Lydia really wanted to raise the bar on the spot and say, "Yes, why don't I know", but seeing such a serious expression, she had to echo the smirk: "Yes...... What kind of power? ”

There seemed to be a flame burning in Buxiao's cold eyes, "There are no gods, only on your own." ”

This is a brutal truth, and one that many people dare not face.

Bu Xiao stared at her eyes, and the tips of his nose were about to collide together: "Lend us the power of your ancestors." ”

Lydia said nervously, "Yes, but how can I borrow it?" ”

"Stories, more than you think are just myths." Don't laugh.

Lydia was a little nervous, "There's a similar story about a man who drowned in the sea and then turned into a bird and went to the sea every day with a branch in his mouth. ”

Bu smiled and was slightly dissatisfied, "Why doesn't it become a bigger animal, it will be more efficient." ”

Lydia just hated to kick the annoying guy to death, "There's also a story about an old man who lived at the foot of the mountain and vowed to move the mountain away from ......"

After listening to Lydia's description, Buxiao asked suspiciously, "So they can only remove one cart of dirt per year?" ”

Lydia nodded, "That's exactly what the ancient texts say. ”

Buxiao was even more puzzled: "Why didn't he fill in the door of the nearest house by the river?" The man seemed to like both mountains. ”

Lydia was just frustrated, and said with a smile, "I told you that this is just a myth...... Well, have you heard the story of making fire? ”

Without smiling, he asked: "The second son of the god Kerbal stole the divine fire and descended to earth, and was later sunk to the bottom of the sea?" ”

Lydia hurriedly denied: "The myths of my previous life are still relatively realistic. It is said that people did not make fires at that time, and someone heard that there was a sacred tree on which a bird could peck out flames, so he planned to catch this bird. ”

"And then you met a ghost?" Don't laugh and interject.

Lydia coughed, forbidding not to laugh and interject again: "Later, he couldn't catch the bird several times, and tried to bring back the fire that the bird pecked, but it was blown out after walking a few steps. ”

Speaking of this, she paused deliberately, and dared not interject if she didn't smile.

Seeing that he was looking at herself honestly, she continued happily: "Then he looked at the beak of the bird, and found that it was spinning on the wood and heating up the flames that pecked out. Later, he mastered the principle of drilling wood for fire and went back to teach it to his people. ”

The story is highly in line with what he wants to say, and he hopes that Lydia will quickly come up with a new script for the children. If possible, he even wants Lydia to tell a different story every night.

"Oh my God," exclaimed Lydia, "are you the daughter of the Prime Minister in One Thousand and One Nights?" ”

Don't smile and wink, "So what?" ”

"Nothing." Lydia hurriedly fooled herself so as not to dig another big hole for herself.