The demon clan is in charge of the sky, the witch clan is in charge of the earth, the heaven and the earth are divided into two, and the stars of Zhou Tian belong to the demon clan, no matter how angry the old witch is, this is an undeniable fact.

For the next part of the road, the old witch was very silent, and Shi Ji had no intention of speaking, and the Buzhou Mountain in her heart was replaced by a night scene, the mountain was deep and majestic, surrounded by hundreds of millions of stars, as if the silent master of the universe was standing under the sky wearing the crown of Zhou Tian Xingchen.

......

In the distance, Shi Ji saw the light of the fire, and the sky was illuminated red, it was an indescribably huge bonfire, and the whole tree was used as firewood, and the flame burned several feet high.

The aroma of meat is overflowing, the aroma of wine is charming, and countless small fires are set up with oily barbecue, and the men who barbecue meat are thick and round, and they are oily and reflected by the flames, as if they have all been roasted out of oil.

"The luthier is here!"

"The luthier-san is here!"

One by one, the witches who have not seen Shiji have stretched their necks, and only some of the war witches who went to pick up Shiji today are not allowed to leave their posts without permission, except for the array witches who are guarding the twelve witch arrays, and the other twelve witches are busy for tonight's dust washing feast.

"Piano Master!"

"Piano Master!"

One by one, the bold, honest or shy witches saluted to Shiji.

Shi Ji smiled and returned the salute, Shi Ji liked these enthusiastic witches from the bottom of his heart, liked them to be straightforward, liked them to be unpretentious, and liked their simplicity and sincerity!

"My lord, please come here!"

Shi Ji was invited to the north of the bonfire, and sat down at a distance from the candle flame, and as soon as she sat down, two men came over carrying a very smooth boulder.

The boulder was placed firmly in front of Shi Ji, Shi Ji knew that this was the dinner table, but it was a little big, and she actually didn't plan to eat tonight.

"Auntie......"

The rabbit, who had been clutching the sleeve of Shiji's coat, screamed sickly, and her voice was very disturbed.

"What's wrong?"

Ishiji placed a futon beside him and asked December to sit next to him.

"Auntie, if they can't eat enough, will they roast Little Twelve too?"

The little rabbit looked at the demon corpses that were dehaired and roasted to a golden brown, only to feel that the sky was about to fall, and the rabbit's life was in danger!

"Don't be afraid, my aunt is here!" Shi Ji, who was rarely found by her conscience, felt a trace of guilt, and she gently patted the rabbit's little hand to tell her not to be afraid.

"Hmm!" the rabbit nodded sadly.

A little girl in green walked towards Shi Ji, and the little girl walked up to Shi Ji and shouted a little worriedly: "Auntie!"

The rabbit's eyes widened first, Auntie, who is she calling, Is she here to rob her aunt?

In this place where everyone eats meat, the rabbit is very nervous about his aunt.

"Are you?" Shi Ji looked at the little girl with some hesitation, unable to recognize it.

"Qingya, auntie, I'm Xiaoyaer!" the little girl said excitedly.

"Little ...... Little Bud?" Shi Ji slowly enlarged the appearance of Little Sprout when he was a child, and then put it on little by little, "It's really Little Sprout, Little Sprout, have you grown so big?" Shi Ji beckoned to the little girl with great joy.

"Auntie!"

"Huh?"

Shi Ji turned his head and saw that the little rabbit was looking at her very uneasily.

Shi Ji suddenly felt a little distressed, she really frightened the little guy, her eyes narrowed, and she reached out and touched the little guy's long ears.

The little rabbit giggled, "Giggle...... Tickle...... Giggle...... Tickle...... Don't touch people's ears!"

Amusing Little Twelve, Shi Ji asked Qingya to sit beside her, but Qingya said that she didn't sit at all, so she squatted next to Shi Ji and told her about what had happened in the Qingmiao tribe for a hundred years.