"Crack."
Bai Tao chewed, discarded the chicken bones, lay down on his two forelimbs, bared his four fox fangs, and stretched lazily.
Whether to speak or not, the Nuo God invited by mortals is just based on his mouth and his ability to speak better than anyone else.
She also has to rely on her three big tails to take action.
Based on the same principle as roasting chicken will not be delicious if it is too late, Baitao spent some money to bribe a girl who was performing the Nuo dance.
With foxy eyes, he learned the necessary movements of the Nuo noodle dance and the giggling words, and quickly got into the group that was sent to the palace.
As for why people are selected from the people, rather than from the palace.
She could also figure out the secret behind this. It was just that all the people in Yongcheng were now subordinates of the red-haired snake demon.
If the people in the palace choose to get close to the King of Qin, it will only bring disaster.
This also indirectly proves that everyone on King Qin's side knows that Yongcheng is a place of right and wrong.
Baitao moved her ears and quietly blended into the team of Huishen.
She used the silver mask to lick her upper lips at the shadow on the main seat.
Ying Zheng is sitting in the upper position.
Although he was so close, but she didn't sleep on his broad and warm chest last night, she felt inexplicably at a disadvantage.
"Please God, God come -"
The ceremony of honoring the gods began outdoors. The wind lanterns were swaying, the sky was filled with red mist, and the shadows of a row of black officials stood all around. They stood like monsters and monsters, so blurry that they could not see any joy, anger, sorrow, greed, anger, ignorance, and resentment in the world.
Baitao's eyesight was good enough. When she followed a group of masked mortals walking over, she could still see what Ying Zheng was doing in the main seat, even if the figures around her were blown into pieces.
He seemed impatient.
The fingertips tapped on the throne neither lightly nor hard, and the joints were stained red by the red mist, and even the ends of the eyes were almost forced to show a little color.
"Bailing, what are you doing! This is not playing tricks in the neighborhood, this is in front of King Qin. Are you looking for death?"
The sky-collapsing throat was mixed with the sound of a group of bottles and cans falling down. The surrounding sounds instantly pulled Baitao out of her thoughts. Baitao reacted immediately and realized that a female Nuo-faced person was scolding her.
Baitao: "Ah? Me."
The colorful ear wings on her head flickered, and the butterfly silver-patterned mask turned around, "Sorry, my eyes were blurry just now."
The woman murmured in a low voice, but Baitao still heard her, "You still dare to stare at King Qin. If you offend Jun Yan, she will be in trouble! The class leader will definitely kick her out."
Baitao: "."
Sorry, not only can I stare at him, I can also kiss him.
There were inquiring eyes from above, but Baitao pretended not to feel anything and continued to follow the Nuo-faced man in strange and strange steps.
In the end, I felt that it was too easy to dance, so I kept repeating it, simply distracting myself from thinking about things.
In fact, what happened with the red mist this time was most definitely caused by the red-haired snake demon, and it was directed at Brother Zheng.
If you want to secretly protect Brother Zheng and allow the crowning ceremony to proceed smoothly, you must first dispel the red mist.
The method of dispersal is very simple. I learned some from my brother in Zishan, and used it secretly with the Nuo people. It was also to use the psychic power of mortals' faith in gods to avoid being discovered by the red-haired snake demon.
If the red-haired snake demon found her there, she would be close to collecting the body.
Baitao was thinking as she jumped, but she didn't realize that she had jumped out of the middle of the line and was already standing at the head.
The Nuo masked men in the back row were waving their limbs and beating the jade bindings rhythmically with their hands, making a rhythmic sound.
They are covered in animal skins, and the masks on their faces are either fierce, arrogant, cunning, or strong, which represent the various aspects of life and the contest between gods and ghosts. "Nuo! Nuo! Nuo! scare away the evil spirits. Enjoy the God of Good Luck and Longevity!”
"Nuo! Nuo! Nuo! scare away the ghosts of severe epidemics and welcome the god of happiness and longevity!"
"Nuo! Nuo! Nuo! scare away the ghosts of severe epidemics and welcome the god of happiness and longevity!"
Baitao stood at the front, facing Ying Zheng's slightly narrowed eyes. It was really neither retreat nor advance.
In the swaying wind lantern and red mist, she simply picked up the willow tree with one hand and spun in circles to the beat of gongs and drums.
Forget it, just perfunctory first.
After the Nuo people in the back finished their sacrificial speech, they all knelt and danced in the direction of Ying Zheng. Invisible threads were pulled out between their fingers and around their shoulders.
This is the spirit of faith that mortals have in gods.
Baitao took this opportunity, closed her eyes, and muttered, "All ghosts listen to the order and disperse!"
The wicker in her hand was swung out with a "swipe" motion. As she swung it out, streaks of purple-gold light brushed past her wrist and went straight into the center of her eyebrows. There was no trace of it, as if there was a light and slow ripple on her clothes. The horn slowly rises.
In the blink of an eye, the power of a hurricane rippled with Bai Peach as the center, and the surrounding red mist as thick as blood lifted away like a curtain.
It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was clear with cranes lining the clouds. The light hits the girl waving the wicker, looking so sacred and inviolable.
"This is."
"This is a miracle, it's God showing up."
"The gods have appeared!"
Everyone was in disbelief. They looked at the Nuo-faced girl at the speed of light, and then looked at Ying Zheng sitting on the throne. They knelt down and shouted, "God bless Qin, long live Qin, and long live the King of Qin!"
"God bless Qin, long live Qin, and long live the King of Qin!"
The overwhelming sound of congratulations swept through, and the ministers and clan members knelt for a long time, praying in unison.
The strange thing was that no reaction was heard from Ying Zheng. When several elders took a peek, they discovered that their king was pulling the evil-proof wicker in the hand of Nuo God into his arms.
Ministers: "."
No, your Majesty, no matter how excited you are, you can't hug me randomly.
Even Baitao, who had just felt the spirit of faith, was stunned. He could only maintain his balance by leaning on Yingzheng. Baitao raised his face, and faced Yingzheng's bone features that were so sharp and murderous that they were as sharp as a knife. Sprinkle wine, scrape bones and burn the fragrance.
Hot breath sprayed onto her mask, and she felt that her face was also hot. She subconsciously supported his throne and stepped back. Ying Zheng reached out and hooked her chin, and his thin lips condensed: "Don't move."
Baitao froze and didn't dare to move.
His calloused fingertips stretched out to take off her Nuo noodles.
The white peach hair exploded, and he hid nervously: "No, no, you can't pick it."
"Why?"
"Because..." Baitao racked his brains, "because there are regulations for this Nuo noodle, and it must be picked by the future husband."
Ying Zheng's meaning is unclear: "I don't know that there is such a common covenant, but the Nuo God is mysterious."
Baitao was almost lying on top of him, unable to move, so she tried her best to argue: "Yes, yes, there are all kinds of wonders in the world."
Ying Zheng's eyes fell on her, as if he was peeling her apart bit by bit, taking a closer look.
Baitao also held her breath and concentrated, for fear of being recognized.
The girl's curled up posture, her back flowing into a straight line, her butterfly bones showing through the gorgeous clothes, was so charming and natural.
There were still a group of old guys below who were watching her. He finally loosened his grip on her. Baitao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect that he pulled out the hairpin from her hair. It was a peach wood hairpin, Baitao's. His long hair had lost its loose strands and was dancing in the wind like a ghost, falling down on his knees.
Ying Zheng clasped her hair and said with deep eyes, "I have fallen in love with you. I will come with you later."
Baitao: "."
All the ministers: "."
Are you here to crown me, or are you here to choose a woman from Yongcheng?
Baitao was also confused for several times. She felt that he recognized her identity, but it seemed that he didn't.
The corner of the king's robe touched her, with a kind of tenderness that followed the wind, but he stood up, his eight feet and six inches tall, but he was majestic. "The red mist has dispersed, and the crowning ceremony will be held as scheduled."
After that, he strode away.
Baitao stood there and accepted the baptism of looks from the ministers. After the ministers left one after another, the remaining Nuo noodle team surprised her one after another: "Bailing is going to accompany the driver, what a good thing."
"He was actually favored by the King of Qin. He will surely become famous in the future."
"If you are as successful as you are, don't forget those of us who are struggling to survive." Someone came over and said with a shy face.
Baitao didn't pay much attention to it. In fact, she was not the original person. The original person probably took her twenty snails and left the palace.
He just nodded indifferently and left after nodding.
"stop!"
A girl in the Nuo noodle team stood up, stopped her, and shouted: "If the old class leader hadn't worked so hard to bring you up, how could you be in contact with Junshang now? Look at what your attitude is now. ?!”
She lifted up her mask and raised her eyebrows, "You are a wolf-hearted thing!"
The king of hell is easy to give away, but the little devil is difficult to deal with.
Baitao really missed the way Ying Zheng was sitting on it just now, controlling the scene.
The young girl said reluctantly: "Hey, why don't you speak? You don't dare, you stupid thing, I'm afraid you can't do such a disobedient thing. In this way, King Qin has never seen your face anyway, why not, I I went for you to save you from being clumsy and suffering in vain."
Bai Tao's long and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, already unhappy.
How dare a mortal with tiny horns confront a goblin?
The girl came closer without even blinking and said, "And your grandma who is suffering from a chronic disease. Didn't you kneel down and beg me to get back the gouache money you lent me the past two days?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Baitao's better figure with the corner of her eyes, her teeth itched with hatred, and she concluded in her heart that this was how she seduced King Qin. If she had known that she was the one who just stepped forward, how could she let this bitch snatch it away? Limelight.
"It's just a small amount of gouache money. It's not like I won't give it to you. Just treat it as my mercy."
A string of oil-stained Qin Banliang was thrown out, looking extremely humiliating under the refraction of the sun.
Baitao's five fingers formed into claws, silently reciting the Tushan Talisman, and just as he was about to take action, Ying Zheng stood under the shadow at some point, and said with a cold face: "Not yet."
The mortal girl was already sure that she was talking about her, so she quickly put her face away and walked over happily. Anyway, King Qin had never seen what the face looked like, so he probably wouldn't recognize it.
she thought.
Ying Zheng looked at Baitao still standing in the middle of the field, with a flash of anger in his narrow eyes, and when he saw an unknown woman running over, he laughed angrily: "Want to die?"
I don’t know who to say this to.
Baitao could already feel the cold air coming from his body.
The mortal girl said in a daze: "Ah, Your Majesty."
"How about following Qin's laws when you deceive the emperor and ignore your superiors?"
Ying Zheng, whose clothes were frozen, asked Zhao Gao beside him. Zhao Gao cheered up and said, "When you return to your Majesty, according to the laws of Qin, you will be killed."
"Running around privately and disobeying discipline, how about following Qin's laws?"
At this time, even Zhao Gao was confused. Does Qin's law have this? He said with sweat: "Those who run around privately..."
"Legs are discounted."
Baitao really trembled when he heard the last note of Yingzheng, and leaned back with a guilty conscience. Yingzheng held the Lulu Sword at his waist and walked towards Baitao. It was so majestic that no one could stop it.
"Ah! No!" The mortal girl thought she was going to punish herself, her legs went weak, and the fishy urine leaked out in shock.
To the people of Qin, the majesty of Qin's laws is like a mountain crushing ants, indestructible and unshakable.
She cried and cried: "Your Majesty, the daughter of the people knows that she is wrong. She knows that she is wrong, and she will never dare to do it again."
"Pull it down."
Ying Zheng reached over and went directly to hold Baitao's hand. Baitao subconsciously dodged, and his face fell immediately.
Baitao was afraid that after losing his temper on others, Baitao would take it out on herself, so she cautiously put her paw into his palm and coaxed him, "Your Majesty, do you think this is okay?"
(End of chapter)
