Chapter 3: The Red Candle
The circle of green pears has not yet taken shape.
For Qingli, creating a spatial circle is actually not a difficult task.
It's just that the requirements of the senior brother are a bit harsh, he wants to depict the formation pattern of the magic circle in two things, the main magic circle is in the territory of the fairy island in the South China Sea, and the vitality is used as a source of supply, and the secondary magic circle needs to be subtle and small, condensed in the same thing that can be carried around.
The elder brother gave the green pear girl a new white cool wood bun.
Aori carved the circle on her bun every day, very slowly, and this was her first attempt to shrink the circle to the level of subtle things.
Fortunately, the senior brother was not in a hurry to leave the South China Sea Immortal Island.
Li Changge set up a mound for the old sword immortal, and went to the cave house in Zangjian Mountain every day to clean the empty room for Zhao Chunfeng, and put incense on it to clean up.
The "play" of the wasteland is so big, in the end, it is actually a little bleak.
Dead Yuan knows that everything is empty.
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Heavy rain fell in the South China Sea.
The heavy clouds covered the sky over the entire fairy island, and this dull heavy rain swept in, mighty, huge wilderness, mud and dust, a piece of mud, after the heavy rain washed away repeatedly, it was not clean.
After this heavy rain, the broken immortal monument will no longer float in the air.
Even the cracked rocks turned into debris and were washed away all over the island, and even rolled down the island with the mud, washed into the sea, and fell to the ground.
New grass began to emerge on the hills of the wasteland.
This ancient demon cultivator's dojo was originally barren, but in this heavy rain, it actually came to life.
His Royal Highness's life began to become more idle.
Accompany the county lord and go to various places on the fairy island together.
The eighteen mountains of the South China Sea, the wonderful realm, after climbing the mountain, it is like being in the fairy world, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of the state of mind, the heart is relaxed and happy, and the soul is peaceful.
Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan would go to the senior brother every day.
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Senior Brother and Miss Shen Mo had been tidying up in Zhao Chunfeng's quiet room for a long time, and they had also lived in the hut of Hidden Sword Mountain for a long time.
Outside the top of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, the sword waterfall that was enslaved by Jian Zongming with "sword intent" actually hovered over the Tibetan Sword Lake so incredible, and there were continuous water currents counterattacking upwards, converging into the waterfall, and then bursting out from the cracks in the sword weapons, gurgling down.
Tibetan Sword Mountain has lived up to its name since then.
Rain.
In the hut of Tibetan Sword Mountain, the wooden door creaked and opened a thin slit.
Miss Shen Mo walked out of the room with an oil-paper umbrella, dressed in plain clothes, standing on tiptoe and holding the umbrella handle high.
Li Changge went out sideways, and took the handle of the oil-paper umbrella in Shen Mo's hand with a smile.
On the plain white oil-paper umbrella, long and narrow raindrops splash on the umbrella surface, splashing dense and slender raindrops.
This oil-paper umbrella is not big.
But maybe because of Miss Shen Mo's small size, she and her senior brother were crowded under an umbrella, but it was a little crowded, and no one would really get drenched in the rain.
Li Changge did not rush the vitality.
The moisture of the raindrops lingers on the surface of the umbrella, sliding down the surface of the umbrella and hitting the ground, and the tiny raindust that jumps out will also splash on the boots.
It's time to clean up the cave for that old man every day.
Li Changge raised his head, looked at the rainy weather in front of him, pursed his lips slightly, hugged the shoulders of the girl in his arms, and walked forward slowly.
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There are a total of 613 steps down the mountain.
Zangjian Mountain is really a small mountain, a wooden house halfway up the mountain, even if the speed of descent is very slow, it only takes half a stick of incense.
But it's raining heavily today.
The mountain road is slippery and the road is difficult to walk.
So Senior Brother Changge hugged Miss Shen Mo and walked for a whole stick of incense.
The entire Tibetan Sword Mountain was shrouded in smoke and rain, after the senior brother went down the mountain, he raised the oil-paper umbrella slightly, turned his head, and looked at the outline of the mountain behind him.
Miss Shen Mo quietly hugged the white clothes of the senior brother.
She is not tall, she is a head shorter than the senior brother, so her steps are also small, and if she wants to avoid the rain, she can only huddle together so intimately.
Shen Mo's brows furrowed slightly.
I thought that when I was in Hanjiu Town, I slept in the same bed, and squeezed an umbrella, what was it?
Senior Brother's expression was calm.
He didn't smile, he didn't frown, he wasn't wooden, he couldn't see joy or sorrow.
He held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand, slightly tilting in the direction of Miss Shen Mo, and a large number of raindrops slipped down to one side.
The other hand tightly wrapped around Shen Mo's shoulder.
Li Changge said softly: "Let's go." ”
Shen Mo hummed cautiously.
The two of them took an umbrella and walked in front of the lake in Zangjian Mountain.
One step further is the Hidden Sword Lake.
Step out.
The water is rippling and swaying.
The senior brother held an oil-paper umbrella and hugged the little girl of the demon clan, his face was calm, and the water lines on the soles of his boots were swinging one after another, and countless slender raindrops smashed into the lake, waving countless ripples.
Shen Mo's footsteps were originally dense and fast.
After the elder brother slowed down, she could relax a little.
Walked to the very center of the Tibetan Sword Lake.
A shadow.
Hovering overhead, there is a "sword waterfall" in the air.
The waterfall mixed with sword qi and thunder light fell, smashing on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, and the plain white umbrella surface was a little difficult to dent, but the weight support ability was extremely strong, as if it could absorb a lot of rainwater, and there would be no collapse of the umbrella bones.
The plain white umbrella surface begins to change color.
It seems that someone is slowly pointing down the concave umbrella surface with a brush, with a millimeter tip.
Rendered out -
White umbrellas turn black umbrellas.
At the same time, the soles of Senior Brother and Miss Shen Mo's feet, the water level began to fall, and the lake water squeezed out by the invisible sword qi overflowed, giving way to a spiral waterway.
Li Changge let go slightly.
The oil-paper umbrella whose entire body was dyed black by the sword qi was instantly sucked into the "Sword Waterfall".
Everything in the world, after starting, is an extremely powerful sword.
The oil-paper umbrella has become an incomparably sharp sword.
Above the elder brother's head is the lake that has been "filled" repeatedly.
After being down-to-earth, there is a wide field of vision in front of the "Water Moon Cave Heaven", a total of eighty-nine caves, and today's mansions are all wide open, but in the past, those old chess players who were idle clouds and wild cranes did not show up to say hello.
All the way to Zhao Chunfeng's cave.
Pushing open the door, the old ashram was cleaned in a few moments.
After that, there was nothing to do.
The two looked at each other silently for a long time.
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The elder brother finally spoke.
He had been brewing for a long time.
"That's right, in the rules of the human race, if you sleep together...... It's getting married. ”
Shen Mo was a little confused.
She alone saw the pale and calm face of the senior brother.
Big Brother...... Love laughs.
He doesn't laugh only on rare occasions.
Shen Mo knew that he didn't laugh when he broke off with his master, and after he came out, he rarely smiled.
He only puts on this expression when he says something very seriously.
Shen Mo sighed in his heart.
Of course, she knew that there was such a rule in the human world.
That's why she followed Li Changge and walked for so long.
She knew that Li Changge was a tepid person in his temperament.
She will be very frivolous and pretend to call him husband inadvertently, she will be very hypocritical and pretend to be stupid and complain, and she can't wait to sleep a little more every day, and sleep a little more.
It's all because she knows,
Senior Brother doesn't care what others call him, maybe he changes to another beautiful demon girl, and he won't care if he calls him like this.
That's why she kept pretending to be okay.
Shout these two words each time.
Spit out from the tip of the tongue, and the bottom of my heart will be teased.
She thought about the rest of her life, how good it would be if she could continue like this?
Shen Mo bit his lip slightly and looked at the man in front of him.
Li Changge said with some difficulty: "I didn't join the WTO before, and I didn't know it...... And this rule. ”
Shen Mo was a little stunned, and looked at the man in white in front of him in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, I ......"
Li Changge wanted to speak and stopped.
His eyes were full of unspeakable bitterness, and there was a hint of apology.
Shen Mo smiled.
She has long known that there are no two between demons and demons, she is just a little demon, where is she worthy of the Northland Sword Immortal who is the number one demon in the world?
So she cherishes every minute and every second.
She didn't dare to shout Li Changge "husband" in front of others, and she didn't even dare to shout the word "Changge" in a little more intimate.
She has low self-esteem and is small.
She's just a little bat demon on an eight-foot mountain.
It is enough to suck the cold blood for him.
Satisfied.
Miss Shen Mo tried to smile and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start, and her voice was actually hoarse.
Li Changge's next sentence interrupted her thoughts.
"I just learned about this rule a while ago. ”
The senior brother thought for a long time and asked seriously: "So the two of us have been married for so long, do we still owe you a wedding?"
The little bat demon raised his head.
She looked at her brother in confusion.
Didn't look at the wrong person.
I didn't hear the wrong thing.
The senior brother said seriously: "Turn back." ”
Shen Mo turned his head.
She saw an old man, neatly dressed, slowly walked out of the cave, took out a big red lantern, slowly let go of his hand, and the lantern just suspended at the bottom of the lake, drifting on its own, and moved to the sky above the entrance of the cave.
Then came the second old man, and the third old man......
In just a moment, the great teachers and great masters before the Spring and Autumn Period, after slowly walking out of the cave, each hung a big red lantern at the door of the cave.
The old people smiled and bowed slightly to Li Changge.
Shen Mo turned his head and saw that the senior brother's face was still the same as that ancient well without waves, and said softly.
"Look. ”
Shen Mo turned his head again.
The bottom of the lake in Tibetan Sword Mountain is red.
The big red lanterns hanging on both sides, each swaying, and the soft candlelight is reflected in the water waves, paving a path.
Before the Spring and Autumn Period, the master of ceremonies could invite a big chess master to bless him, which was already considered aristocratic treatment.
Eighty-nine red lanterns.
The blessings of eighty-nine old people before the Spring and Autumn Period.
Li Changge usually took out a red candle from his sleeve.
His voice was gentle, and he finally smiled.
"Marry me, okay?"
The woman nodded desperately.
I couldn't cry anymore.
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