Although Pan is a god, he does not have the stinky frame of most gods, and he is not angry when he knows that the two are ridiculing him, and he said with a smile: "The love won with his true face is true love, and I don't bother to do that kind of thing." ”

"Pan is Pan, he is a cut above us mortals, and I am ashamed of myself!"

When Hercules heard that Blatter and Glazer were really the sons of Hermes, he thought that his sword had been given by Hermes, so he untied the ropes from them and let them go.

"Alas, great god, I heard that your pan flute plays very well, can you play a song for us?" said Zhuo Zhuo.

The pan flute is Pan's proud work, and he usually likes to show off, and when he hears it, he immediately takes it out and sits on a big stone to play.

Although I don't know what the song is, the melody is melodious, and the rhythm is mediocre, which is very comfortable to listen to.

After the song was played, Hercules applauded loudly, and Pan saw that Zhuo Zhuo was bowing his head and pondering, and said with a smile: "Little friend, is there anything wrong?"

"Well, not really, it's just that I feel like the individual instruments are a bit monotonous, so why don't I give you some background music?" said Excellence, pulling out a guitar that he had worked so hard to make, and plucking it with his hands.

"Ha~!I didn't think that Xiaoyou also had this hobby, so play a song and try it. ”

Pan Daxi, as a combination of ** and literary youth, he is a tireless pursuer of new music like Apollo, and when he saw Excellence and took out an instrument that he had never seen before, he was very excited and shouted: "Play one first, play one and listen." ”

"Pretending to be forced, who wouldn't!"

Excellence thought about immediately playing one of his best tunes, "Hotel California" by the Eagles. In his previous life, he used this song to fool a little girl on the Internet, and later went directly to their school to find him.

It's a pity that this thing is a death at the sight of the light, the little girl looked at him and immediately looked like the female fairy Xu Renx of Pan Chasing, although he didn't run away, but the previous feeling no longer existed, which is why he didn't chat with the girl online later.

The reason why I have a cordial feeling with Pan is that the same experience is also an important reason.

After singing the song, Pan was still immersed in the beautiful tune, and after a while he said: "It's good, it's really good, but your language is a bit like the Germanic language in the north, and my brother has been to the territory of the Germans?"

"No, I'm obviously English, and it should be the language of the Anglo-Saxons in the roots, how can it be Germanic?"

Excellence is confused, but in the previous life, I seem to have heard that Germany, France and Italy are all descendants of Germanic people, and they should not have risen at this time, so I will take a look when I have a chance.

The three of them quarreled all day, and only stopped when it was dark. During the meal, Hercules frowned: "Extraordinary, this can't work, we can't play this all day without walking, right?"

Zhuo Zhuo said disdainfully: "What a big deal, tomorrow we will all ride on the back of the ox." ”

"If you don't succeed, you'll frighten the herd. Hercules shook his hand when he heard this.

Zhuo Zhuo pointed at Pan and said with a smile: "There is a faun, are you still afraid that the cow will run away?"

"Hey, I forgot about him. Hercules scratched his head in embarrassment.

From the next day, the three of them continued eastward, and the three of them rode on the back of the oxen and beat and blew and made noise, and they no longer looked bored. **Wen Qing Pan Le was among them, and he didn't mention anything about leaving for half a month, both of them were secretly happy, with him, the cows were extremely docile, and they didn't make any trouble.

Soon out of the Pyrenees and into the hilly area. There is a large herd of cattle, and it is very inconvenient to walk between the city and the countryside, so the three of them pick up the suburbs and go to the mountains.

On this day, I drove the cattle and came to a small river, and saw that the water of the river was crystal clear, and there were many reeds beside it, which was a good place to take a cool time, so I got off the cattle and rested by the river, and let the cattle rest and eat some grass.

"Extraordinary, Pan, these reeds can speak. ”

As soon as he went to the river to wash his face and drink a few sips of water, he heard Hercules shouting excitedly over there, and said angrily: "You just pull the calf, the reeds can talk, why don't you say that those cows can sing?"

"I can really speak, I don't believe you!"

Hercules, seeing that neither of them believed him, went over and brought Excellence to the reeds by the river, and let him listen to himself.

The reeds swayed gently in the breeze, and the leaves rustled with each other as they swayed, as if to tell something. Listen closely, and it seems to say, "I'll tell you a secret, you can't tell the word, our King Midas, he has a pair of donkey ears!"

"I'll you, Pan, these reeds really speak, and say Midas has a pair of donkey ears. Seeing Pan washing by the river, Zhuo Zhuo shouted.

Pan's expression changed when he heard this, and he instantly came to the edge of the reeds, where he listened carefully, and his expression became more and more stern.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhuo Zhuo whispered, "Pan, what do you know about King Midas?"

Pan nodded, immediately walked over from the river, looked at the two and said, "You guys wait for me here, I'll go see what's going on." ”

"No, do you believe what the reed says?" Hercules said with a look of eagerness on his face.

Pan pointed to the reeds by the river and smiled bitterly: "The reason why these reeds can speak must be that some gods deliberately cast spells in order to make Midas make a fool of themselves, so it is likely that he has ears for donkeys." As he spoke, he flew north.

"Your sister, you must have offended a great god again, none of these fucking gods are good. Excellence sneered secretly, the gods who can do such dirty things can imagine what kind of virtue they are.

After about half an hour, Pan came back, and said with a wry smile: "Now there are rumors around here, and it is said that Midas has a pair of donkey ears, and he is embarrassed this time." ”

"Then you just said that it has something to do with you, what is going on?" Excellence immediately became interested, and said that you have sheep ears, and the cargo captain has donkey ears, but they are just the right match.

As soon as Pan told the story, the two of them couldn't laugh or cry.

It turned out that after Pan made the pan flute, he often boasted about how good his music was, which meant that Lao Tzu was the best in the world, and Apollo, as the god of music, was very unhappy when he knew it, so he had a music competition with him, and one of the judges invited was Midas.

Apollo is the main god of light, art, music, etc., roughly equivalent to one of the current seven elders and the minister of culture, and Pan is just a folk artist, who looks like a ghost or a ghost, of course those referees don't buy his account, and they all sentence Apollo to win.

Madas disagreed with their verdict and insisted that Pan should win, and Apollo swore in a fit of rage that he would punish the unsightly fellow, and on the way back he grabbed his ears and pulled both of his ears to the elder of his ears.

The tragic Midas, in order to cover his ugly donkey ears, can only wear a hat all day long, winter and summer. It's just that you can't take off your hat, but you can't do without a haircut, so this secret can't be hidden from the king's barber.

The poor barber knew that he could not divulge this secret, otherwise his family would be ruined, but this secret was hidden in his heart like a cat scratching, and the longer he held it, the more uncomfortable it became, and he always wanted to vomit it as soon as possible.

Then the barber, who could not hold back himself, came up with a good idea, and he ran to the riverbank far from the city, and whispered to the reeds as if he were talking to an old friend: "Let me tell you a secret, you can't tell the word, our King Midas, he has a pair of donkey ears!"

After finishing speaking, he felt refreshed, no longer depressed, and turned around and went back to the royal city. But what happened next was unexpected, and whenever the wind blew, the reeds on the river bank would repeat: "Let me tell you a secret, you can't tell you about it, our king of Midas, he has a pair of donkey ears!"

"Then what are you going to do?" After listening to this, Excellence was a little sympathetic to Midas's plight, and it was a tragedy that this guy ended up like this once he spoke up.

"Anyway, it's all because of me, and I'm going to have to change Midas's ears back. Pan said in a deep voice. He pointed to the east again: "Midas is hunting over there, let's go and have a look, maybe we can run into it!"

"Well, that's it!"

Excellence originally thought that Pan would be afraid of Apollo and would stand by and watch, but seeing him say this, his heart was a little higher. As soon as the two jumped onto the back of the ox, Pan whistled, and the herd immediately ran eastward.

After walking for about ten miles, he came to a small valley, and suddenly a hundred and ten women rushed out from behind the valley.

These men were red-faced, bewitching, with very little clothing, dancing and singing, and rushing madly towards the herd. The speed, the demeanor, was much crazier than the excellence, and two of them were clamoring to catch two cows and cook meat to eat.

"Who, I'm Hercules, get out of the way. Hercules rode on the big bull in front of him, glaring and shouting.

It's a pity that these women didn't listen to him at all, and one of them pointed at Hercules with a drunken bow and smiled: "Haha, this strong man must be a fierce man, second sister, maybe he can satisfy you!"

"Hee-hee, macho man, do you want to have a shot?" The so-called second sister threw Hercules a wink in a charming manner, without any subtlety, and directly invited Hercules.

Excellence grinned, Nima, the one-night stand in the later life was not so direct! These women are drunk and smoky, no matter how you look at it, it looks like they are playing drunk.

Hercules glared and shouted in displeasure: "Get out of here, I don't want to hit a woman!"

"Haha, this is a madman who wants to be rude to us. A woman laughed and ran to Hercules, and reached out to pull him off the ox.

Hercules bent over the ox, reached out and grabbed the woman by the waist, lifted her up and threw her far away, smashing into the crowd that followed.

This group of women was usually arrogant, and when they saw that Hercules dared to resist, they surrounded him in the center and kept attacking Hercules, and the whole battlefield was in chaos.