The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 111 City God Temple God (2)

Zhong Rui glanced at Song Lanyi, snorted coldly, and said in the coldest tone, "I advise you to stay away from me, because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because my dad won't let me play with you!"

Song Lanyi:?

What the hell, you have already taken so many concubines, and you still play with me as a pure and filial son?
Could it be that in the legend, the softest words were spoken in the most ruthless tone?
Song Lanyi gave him a strange look, and just as he was about to go in another direction, Zhong Rui jumped back, clutching his buttocks, feeling nervous.

Like a rabbit.

But not as good-looking as Xue Ji.

Song Lanyi evaluated fairly in his heart.

Today's poetry meeting is to welcome the new year. It does not involve government affairs, but only the beautiful ideals for the future.

Therefore, the whole poetry meeting is very lively.

Painters, piano players, singers...

Song Lanyi felt like he was visiting a temple fair, so he nodded repeatedly.

Don't tell me, this painting... is really pretty.

An idea suddenly popped up in Song Lanyi's mind, and she patted the brother's shoulder kindly, "Brother, are you free?"

"What?"

This is still a brother with an accent.

Song Lanyi smiled and said, "Look... how about me? Draw me a picture, how about it?"

The eldest brother took a look at Song Lanyi, and unexpectedly calmly said, "Song Lanyi, it's fine, as long as you don't mind my drawing you too well."

Song Lanyi smiled, "How is it possible, the ratio of my facial features is already at the peak, and it can no longer be perfect."

The big brother fell silent when he heard this.

Your sister, I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you so shameless.

He glanced at Song Lanyi, helplessly, "Okay, then you can sit there."

Since the last literary meeting, almost half of the literati in Dingyuan City have known Song Lanyi.

Seeing this scene, the people next to him cheered and gathered around.

Zhu Xulin couldn't stand it any longer, jumped up from the stool, ignored King Ming's eyes, and ran to the painter's side like a monkey running away from the sky.

He excitedly said, "I'll draw too!"

Unfortunately, his voice was drowned out in the crowd.

Zhu Xulin started to write in anger.

They all look down on him, right?
When he picked up the paintbrush, the big brother also had to admit that Zhong Rui's head was flooded with water, and he insisted on accepting Song Lanyi, just from the aspect of beauty misleading people, it was indeed the case.

So the familiar question comes again...

How did Song Hanhai, such a rough guy, manage to have such a beautiful and excellent daughter?
At this time, Song Hanhai who was far away in the south suddenly sneezed.

Feeling the hot and humid air in the jungle, he couldn't help being silent.

This weather... sneezing?

What are you kidding?

At this moment, his thoughts could not help but let go for a moment.

He raised his head subconsciously and looked at the bright moon high in the sky.

"It's a new year..." He sighed slightly, looking to the north, as if he wanted to cross the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas to see the person in Dingyuan City in Shuobei.

"Old Song, what are you thinking about? Today's tasks are all done, let's walk around and go back. Damn, I feel itchy all over after staying in this ghostly forest for a day."

Song Hanhai finally came to his senses when he heard the voice.

He wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his dirty, blood-cracked hand, and flung out a drop of crystal before striding forward.

By the way, he also shouted, "Come on!"

When he mixed with the team, taking advantage of the moonlight, someone wiped the blood on his face, gritted his teeth, and said, "These people in the southern border are simply lunatics! If we hadn't come here, I'm afraid we would have thought that the southern border was really Thriving, as those officials said."

Song Hanhai changed his usual foolish appearance, his eyes darkened, "God statues, demons, and the so-called city gods and ghosts, what is true and what is false? After death, is there really a world that belongs to the dead? "

This questioning actually made the people present shiver in this hot dense forest.

True or false, life or death, which one is right...

After a long time, only one person rubbed his arm and tentatively said, "Maybe the world is so big... there are so many wonders."

He even made a joke in order to liven up the atmosphere, "If there is really a world after death that can make us live forever, maybe this is also good news."

Hearing this, everyone laughed in relief.

But only Song Hanhai still frowned, "Gods are promoted by ghosts, and ghosts are transformed by humans. In this world, gods are not scary, and it is hard to get rid of the gods in your heart. Ghosts are not scary, they are scary." Like a ghost."

These words silenced the crowd who had been relaxed a while ago.

Suddenly, someone said, "I heard a news that the medicine sage is now residing in the southern border. If you can invite him to sit in the town, maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, someone shook his head and laughed, "The reason why a saint is a saint is that he transcends himself and becomes a saint."

The previous man was dissatisfied, "We are doing serious things. As a saint, what will happen if he comes to help?"

"Then go tell him."

The man who spoke suddenly lost his anger.

The reason why a saint is a saint is that if ordinary people can control him, is he still a saint?
Chatting along the way, when they walked out of the jungle, everyone glanced at the City God's Temple, which looked a little eerie and eerie under the darkness of night, and their nerves suddenly tightened.

Someone wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Walk around, what's so interesting about that thing, I don't have to cause bad luck."

Song Hanhai's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

He glanced back subconsciously, and saw the fortified temple.

For a moment, he even had the illusion of seeing clay sculptures in the Town God's Temple.

It was originally a statue made of clay, but at this moment, there was an evil and bloodthirsty feeling.

Song Hanhai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and walked forward quickly.

It was not until they left the field of vision that a group of people came out of the City God Temple in the dark night.

The first one was a man who was slightly short in stature, his complexion was as pale as white paper, but his cheeks looked bright red as if they had been thickly smeared with powder.

His eyes were raised upwards, his face was ferocious, his lips were as red as blood, and if someone came closer to sniff him, he could even smell a faint fishy smell.

Behind him, there is a matrix of about four to fifty people.

Some of these people were fat and big-eared, or they wore brocade clothes and satins, and some even held water and fire sticks in the yamen.

There's just one thing...without exception.

That is, their bodies are all covered with robes that resemble sheepskin.

The robe was wide and white, as if it had been tanned.

Just by getting close, one could clearly smell a strong fishy smell.

Until you see their hoods hanging behind their heads, where is the hood?
That is clearly the human face that was stitched up after the human skin was peeled off!
(End of this chapter)