Xiao Dizi thought for a while and said to himself: Well, the god is right, there is really nothing to explain. Gods and men have vast supernatural powers and can see through everything. It would be a waste of time to explain things in front of others. It doesn't matter if you don't explain.
"Great, Great God, I don't want to explain, there is nothing to explain!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Mizi said hurriedly.
"Huh?" The man wearing a futou looked displeased, "You say you want to explain at one moment, and you say you don't want to explain at the next. Is it interesting to keep changing like this?"
As he spoke, he exerted force on his hands, and Xiao Mizi could only hear his own neck snapping, and he was very worried that it would be pinched off by the god.
In horror, he blinked a pair of lifeless eyes. The expressions in his eyes were very complex, including prayer, frustration, fear, and even despair.
"You looking at me like that make me feel uncomfortable!"
The man wearing a futou glanced at him and threw him to the ground. For some reason, a puff of smoke came out of the ground.
Xiao Mizi became more and more anxious and trembled all over, as if he had malaria.
"Hongrui!"
The man in the turban glanced at him again, turned his head, and shouted to the side.
As soon as the shouting ended, a slim and graceful woman floated out from the side corner. The woman's gait was very light, and her feet didn't seem to touch the ground when she walked. Just this scene made Xiao Mizi stunned.
What surprised him even more was the beauty of the woman. He grew up in Zhangjia Village and had no contact with outside women. He believed that the most coquettish woman in the village was Xiaogazi's mother, Lianxin, and the most beautiful woman was his sweetheart, Xiaoqin. However, with the girl named Hongrui in front of him, Compared with women, Lianxin and Xiaoqin are nothing more than dung.
Xiao Mizi couldn't describe what was so beautiful about this woman. He only felt that every part of her body was beautiful. Even a single hair was extremely shiny and arranged in an orderly manner. The shining white skin is like the white snow in winter, but it is more radiant and eye-catching than the white snow, and it exudes warmth. Every move exudes endless charm, making people unable to take their eyes away.
"Master, why did you summon the servants to come here?"
The red pistil floated to the god wearing a futou, and he bowed first, then opened the sandalwood mouth and made a soul-stirring sound. Xiao Dizi's heart of love became more and more intoxicated, as if he was immersed in a bottomless abyss.
"This idiot has no master," the man wearing a futou said, pointing at Xiao Mizi, "I have a different kind of opportunity with you, how about you just make him successful?"
Hearing this, Hong Rui turned her waist in a naughty way, glanced at Xiao Mizi with charming eyes, twitched her lips and said: "Master, this boy is already a masterless man. If the slave family really succeeds in him, wouldn't he be even more masterless? ?”
As he spoke, his expression was a bit scornful and a bit playful.
The man wearing a futou chuckled and said: "If you deliberately seduce him, he will naturally become more and more confused. In the end, he will not even know who he is, and will be completely lost in the love web you have woven. What I mean is, You attach yourself to him and provide him with some help. After he becomes famous, if you want to separate from him, that's up to you. By that time, I'm afraid you don't want to be separated from him anyway."
"Oh?" Hong Rui rolled her eyes, smiled, and whispered, "Does this kid have such a good fortune? If so, it would be worth sacrificing my life to fight for him, but I'm afraid it may not be the case!"
"I can only stop here. Where to go depends on your own choice." The god wearing a futou said.
Hong Rui pondered for a moment, took lotus steps, and slowly floated to Xiao Lizi's side. She squatted down, held up his chin with one hand, and looked at him carefully as if looking at a Western scene.
The fragrant fragrance made Xiao Mizi sneeze several times. The saliva splashed on Hong Rui's thin clothes, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace of dirt.
He didn't dare to look at Hongrui, his heart was beating wildly, the sound was like a drum.
Hong Rui felt Xiao Lizi's embarrassment and suddenly smiled like a flower.
After a moment, Hongrui stood up and said to the god wearing a futou: "Master, the slave family has sensed this opportunity and is willing to possess it!"
"good!"
The god wearing a futou said a good word, and immediately shot a stream of light towards Hong Rui. Hong Rui made a sound and disappeared from Xiao Mizi's sight in an instant.
Xiao Mizi was surprised when he suddenly felt a strange reaction in his limbs. The blood flow seemed to speed up a lot, and there was a strange itching feeling everywhere. After drinking the tea, the numbness and itchiness disappeared, and the feeling of strength was overwhelming.
At the same time, he felt that his mind seemed to be getting better, his courage became much stronger, and he was no longer so afraid of those gods.
"Boy, there is a Langya sword in this cave. That is your biggest opportunity. Dig it out quickly so that it can be seen again. It has been buried for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is already very aggrieved!"
Next, the man wearing a futou spoke.
Although Xiao Lizi was no longer afraid of the God, he still didn't want to offend the God, so he readily agreed: "Okay, Master, I will definitely do it!"
"You must remember your promise and never break it!"
After saying these words, the god wearing a futou disappeared along with the temple, leaving Xiao Lizi with a confused look on his face.
Still confused, he suddenly woke up.
After waking up, he was still confused.
Over the years, he had had many dreams, but each dream was not as real as the dream he had just now. The living gods, especially the Hong Rui who suddenly disappeared, seemed to be living in real life before his eyes. The characters are not as hazy as the characters in the previous dream.
He usually dreams, and the one he dreams about most is Xiaoqin, a girl from the Mi family. Xiaoqin was one year older than him. She was very beautiful, slim and fair, with a slight reddish complexion. Her big, twinkling eyes often made his heart beat wildly. The pair of small dimples on her cheeks and the two small tiger teeth in her mouth fascinated him even more, and he couldn't stop staring at her as soon as they met.
He was obsessed with Xiaoqin, but Xiaoqin was lukewarm to him, which made him unable to get close to Xiaoqin and had to meet her in his dreams. The Xiaoqin in the dream was much gentler than the real Xiaoqin. She smiled at him as soon as they met and affectionately called him brother. In the dream, he impulsively stepped forward and took Xiaoqin's hand, but Xiaoqin was not angry. She just struggled a little to show off, then she obediently let him hold her hand and whispered to him intimately. Sometimes, he even dared to kiss Xiaoqin on the cheek. Xiaoqin was not angry, but just smiled and dodge.
In his sleep, he felt very warm staying with Xiao Qin, but once he woke up, he felt a little disappointed when he thought of Xiao Qin's lukewarm expression. He felt from this that such dreams were too false. It would be better if those dreams could be reflected in reality.
Based on his previous dreaming experience, Xiao Mizi believed that the dream he had just now was also false. Those high-ranking gods and men could only appear in dreams and could not hang out with him, a poor boy in a remote countryside. Even Xiaoqin refused to get close to him, and it was even less possible for the god to hang out with him.
That incomparably beautiful red pistil may only exist in a dream. Such a beautiful woman does not exist in reality. Even if she did, she would not be here, let alone have anything to do with him. It can be seen from this that what the man wearing a futou said about letting Hongrui possess his body was obviously nonsense.
