Chapter Seventy-Seven

Nuwa Mending Tian saw that the old drunkard who was stepped into the ground by herself and lost his head was alive, looking at herself with a smile, there was a kind of helplessness of a hen who strayed into the duck pen and was bullied by a male duck.

The thin girl didn't look at each other angrily, but just grabbed the young monk's hand and looked away as much as she could.

The old wine head came up with a smile and was about to hold Xu Xiaoxian's other hand, and the thin girl couldn't help but kick the old guy's crotch.

Cut off the children and kick the grandchildren.

The facial features are like the descendants of Nuwa carved with a fine brush, once they are more real, they are so stubborn that there is no reason to talk about it.

I believe that in the 'Xiaoxiang family' before, she said that Xu Xiaoxian would leave her again, and she would use the Nuwa mark in her body to burn a city and burn a city, which seems to be not without purpose.

Women are like this, they really have to get hysterical, thinking, the female donkey can also be called by the old cow.

The old drunkard deftly avoided Nuwa's punishment of the sky, no longer entangled, licking his face and leading the way in front.

Xu Xiaoxian smiled knowingly.

What caught his eye was a large hall and two branch halls, not to mention jade tiles and gold bricks, majestic and majestic, but also not shabby.

The middle nine-story main hall, the seven-story branch hall on both sides, are made of granite, less of that splendor, but more of a kind of wind and rain coming, I am as solid as a rock.

The three big characters of the corpse washing view are carved on the main hall, the dragon and the snake walk, the strokes are connected, the horizontal is not horizontal, and the vertical is not vertical.

The grass, filled with green, the border is painted with cinnabar, red and green, which is the most unique.

But if you really want to look closely,

It may be difficult for a layman to say, but an insider can see the nondescriptry.

Xu Xiaoxian has practiced regular script since he was a child, and he has also read cursive writing by many famous artists, but it is not this style.

Take the cursive writing of the Suzaku chapter as an example, the font does not have too many stereotypes, but after the pen is put down, the pen is not mentioned, and it is done in one go.

The famous grass must have eight points of brushwork, one point of freedom and one point of indispensable arrogance. Although the words are implicated, the strokes are changed but there are rules to follow.

The few big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the main hall of the corpse washing view seem to be running snakes and walking in an eclectic manner, but in fact, there is no cursive free and easy and penmanship, leaving arrogance in vain.

The old wine head watched Xu Xiaoxian staring at a few big words on the main hall without turning his eyes, he looked at the Lord of Mending Heaven again, and then his eyebrows flew and said: "Brother Xu has been learning characters since he was a child, what do you think of the font on this plaque?"

Xu Xiaoxian retracted his gaze and chuckled, "Does the old wine man want to listen to the truth or lie?"

The bearded old drunkard touched the wine gourd on his waist, and was just about to grab the gourd and pour wine, but then gave up, perhaps because he saw a certain girl's disdainful gaze without concealing it.

The old wine head was a little hesitant, and said in a humble voice: "Listen to the truth and falsehood, if the lie is good, then the brother should not have heard the truth, if the truth is good, then the brother still cares what he lies!"

Obviously, the three seemingly elegant but actually vulgar three big characters of the corpse washing concept are very likely to come from the pen of this raunchy master of Ganqi Mountain.

Xu Xiaoxian smiled knowingly and said softly: "It's good to lie." Honestly, that's great!"

Nuwa mends the sky and rolls her eyes.

The old wine head was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, I don't know if I really don't understand, or if I was pretending to be stupid, I touched my beard, and said with a hearty smile:

"Brother Xu's true words and falsehoods, my brother likes them very much. Thinking back then, my brother drank two mouthfuls of horse urine, went up, and looked at the three big characters on the hall, I don't know why, I was stunned and felt dazzling.

With the master and uncle on his back, he took down the plaque and smashed it, and then he was afraid of being beaten, so he drew a few words and put it on again.

At the beginning, Uncle Shi was angry and said that he was going to break the third leg in my crotch.

But our master is sensible, not only retained these three words, but also ordered people to fill in the green and draw cinnabar. was also overjoyed, and on the same day, he passed the position of the head of the Ganqi Mountain Corpse Washing Temple to his brother.

At that time, my brother was also confused, could it be that the master and his old man were crazy?

But now that I think about it, my brother was in the way of the old fox of the master, and it was three hundred years for him to take care of Qishan.

The past is like the wind, the white horse passes through the gap, and when I think about it, I remember a poem by Li Houzhu. ”

Xu Xiaoxian frowned slightly.

The old wine head raised his mouth and sang: "When will this year's time end, you know how many in the past, how much!"

Last night, the spring breeze blew on the small building again, how could I bear the pain of remembering my homeland on this night when the moon was empty?

It's pain.

The intricately carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are old.

People are also old.

If you want to ask me how much sorrow there is in my heart, it is like this endless surging spring water......

Flowing eastward. ”

A song "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon of the Poppy".

When is the spring flower and autumn moon? Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How sad can you be? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

After Xu Xiaoxian listened to the song, he looked at the three big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the top of his head, and he couldn't see the font anymore, only thousands of thoughts were entwined, and his blood was surging.

The young monk laughed and sucked his mouth at the main hall of the corpse washing temple.

The main hall of the ninth floor of the corpse washing view trembled under the breath of the young monk in an instant, as if the building was about to collapse.

In an instant, the door of the corpse washing hall opened, and countless pairs of twin little Taoist priests came out.

This pair of twin little Taoists holding shields and axes are both candidates for the future national teacher of Xiao Wu Kingdom.

I heard that the main hall of the corpse washing temple enshrines the nine drops of heart-tip blood of the ancient demon god Xingtian. If a pair of twin little Taoist priests perceive the true meaning of nine drops of blood, they will be able to comprehend the momentum of a body that is self-sacrificing, and the road will be smooth from now on.

Xiao Wu can almost override the position of the national teacher above the royal family, and he is also like a backhand to capture.

At this moment, countless twin little Taoist priests looked at them with horrified expressions, and three drops of the skull-sized Xingtian blood floated out of the main hall and were swallowed by a young monk with his mouth open.

After the young monk swallowed the blood of Xingtian, his eyebrows were filled with purple qi, and his momentum was incomparable, just like the gaze of the little Taoist priests facing the statue of the ancestor of Xingtian in the main hall, which made them feel awe, and they couldn't even move their feet, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

He stepped on the seven stars, step by step into the sky, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the coercion became more and more surging, as if this Qianqi Mountain was about to be stepped into the mud by him.

With each step the young monk took, the main hall of the corpse washing hall shook more and more, as if it was about to collapse.

In an instant.

The momentum of the young monk has grown to a critical point.

There is a huge square outside the main hall of the corpse washing view, and there are three thousand prostrates.

The only ones who could stand were the only two.

The bearded old wine head watched the young monk walk step by step, the green silk instantly turned white, and his body was bent up, as if he had aged three hundred years all of a sudden, and his eyes were hopeful, and he didn't know what he was thinking. just muttered softly: "Three drops of Heavenly Blood, can I exchange my Xiao Wu Kingdom for thirty years of peace?"

The thin girl didn't seem to be affected in any way, and an extremely bright ball of colorful light flew out of the seventh spine of her back, which she swallowed in one gulp.

This descendant of Nuwa Niangniang simply looked at Xu Xiaoxian as a step in the sky, walking towards the sky step by step, but the corners of his mouth pulled up an intoxicating arc, and chuckled:

"A song by the railing, in the autumn. Put the wine and ask Qingtian. ”