Chapter 29: Drink and Sing
The dance of the Yaksha demon is a combination of fluidity, hardness and flexibility brought about by advanced martial arts.
But Menghua's sword dance is far more powerful than that of the Yaksha ghost.
The shadow of his stick was like a flying dragon, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, and carrying a terrifying aura.
The demons and ghosts in the scene even saw a ferocious black dragon entwined with the tall and ugly mandrill, baring its fangs and claws as the stick swung.
For a moment, several little foxes with low skills were frightened and hid themselves.
Meng Hua finally stopped, and the black dragon roared and turned into a pitch-black wooden stick and fell behind him.
"Good!" The gray fox clapped happily.
Gong Mengbi also laughed and said, "Excellent swordsmanship, like a dragon swimming in the sky."
"Friend Meng, please pick one."
Menghua walked forward and saw the ferocious mandrill standing opposite the beautiful fox fairy. The fox's green eyes were as deep as the ocean.
Menghua felt a chill in his heart and calmly pulled out a bamboo leaf.
There is a gray fox shape on the bamboo leaves.
Meng Hua looked at Gong Mengbi, who only smiled at him. Meng Hua then looked away: "You picked my brother."
Everyone looked at the gray fox.
Being stared at by these monsters and ghosts, the gray fox was startled and said reluctantly: "My cultivation is still shallow, and I really don't have any magic skills to show off. Please forgive me for laughing at you."
Gong Mengbi laughed, with a rather meaningful tone.
But he didn't hold on to the matter. Instead, he let the gray fox get away with it and said, "Then punish yourself with a drink."
The gray fox breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
The crisp moon dew mixed with the subtle fragrance of rice wine made me feel refreshed all over as soon as I drank it.
The gray fox shivered, but felt refreshed. "Sorry."
Gong Mengbi continued to pass the lottery box forward and said, "Then please draw another one, Fellow Daoist Meng."
Seeing that the gray fox had gotten away with it, Meng Hua reached into the lottery box again and pulled out a bamboo leaf: "Huh... you still put this fool's lottery in the lottery box?"
Gong Mengbi said, "As a guest, how can we not take him out to play?"
Meng Hua looked at the silly Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi knew he was talking about him, and hurriedly asked anxiously: "Why don't you take me to play?"
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "I was just going to take you out to play, now it's your turn."
Xiao Qi clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay. How do we play?"
Gong Mengbi asked, "What can you do?"
Xiao Qi said: "I can sing!"
Gong Mengbi pretended to listen attentively.
Xiao Qi stood up, took a few steps, and seemed like a different person.
He has a calm gaze, an upright figure, and a handsome face, and looks like a young man.
If this person is not a fool, he should actually behave like this.
The fool was no longer dumb, and began to sing: "If there is a person in the mountains, he is covered with lychee and lady's vine.
It's easy to smile at the same time, and I admire you for being so graceful and graceful.
Riding a red leopard and following a spotted raccoon dog, riding a magnolia chariot with a laurel flag.
..."
It is a mountain ghost song, a sacred music and shaman ballad used to worship mountain ghosts.
Nothing could be more timely than this.
The young man's voice was clear, melodious and pleasant.
After the song was finished, Xiao Qi turned from a young man into a fool again, with a gloomy expression and tears in his eyes.
Zhiruo was well versed in music, and her impression of this idiot changed drastically. She pulled him to sit among the sisters and began to ask him questions in detail.
Gong Mengbi pulled out another bamboo leaf from the fortune stick: "It's a golden toad."
Jin Chan stood up suddenly and was about to throw the cup at Gong Mengbi's feet, shouting "I don't want to play!"
But as soon as he stood up, he heard applause around him.
Wang Xiang, a little boy dressed in black and with a dark face but a pair of eyes as bright as rubies, looked at Jin Chan expectantly and applauded him.
Jin Chan lowered his head and saw that the black boy was not even as tall as his waist, so he slowly put away the wine glass he had raised.
The Sparrow Fairy whispered, "Wang Xiang, the Golden Toad is incredibly powerful. It can even draw the moonlight from the sky and freeze the deep pools."
Wang Xiang was even more expectant and looked at the golden toad, hoping that he could display his magical powers.
Jin Chan thought to himself, "For the sake of the child."
"Wuhuan Peak, Jingtan, Yuan Yao, performs a few tricks for fun."
The golden toad overturned the wine glass, which contained moon dew, which was already condensed with moonlight.
Pouring it out at this moment is like pouring out a ray of moonlight, hanging in the air, like mercury, like mist and dew.
A cup of moon dew dances in the air like silver gauze, condensed but not dispersed, swaying in the wind.
The moonlight falls on the moon dew, as if every drop of water is shining with moonlight.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether what was floating in the air was mist, moonlight, or flying snow.
This cup of moon dew flew up to the sky, as if it could cover the sky.
The beautiful scenery at this time is heart-wrenching.
Wang Xiang's eyes lit up as he looked at the golden toad, which made the golden toad feel a little uncomfortable.
The golden toad spun the wine glass, and the mist and dew returned to their nest, gathering into a glass of wine in the glass.
Gong Mengbi praised: "Good magic."
Jin Chan didn't argue with him at this time. Without saying a word, he took a bamboo leaf from the fortune stick in Gong Mengbi's hand, handed it to Wang Xiang beside him, and said, "It's your turn."
Wang Xiang slowly stepped forward and said, "Yudaihe Fuluo, I'm sorry to show you my ugliness."
Wang Xiang clasped his hands together in front of his chest, then closed his eyes.
It was as if an invisible wave was surging from him, and then everyone's wine glasses began to tremble.
The wine in the glass turned into small fish that jumped into the air, shaking their heads and tails, and swam in the air with their tail fins swinging.
The little fat fox cried out "Wow", jumped up, bit a small fish, swallowed it in one gulp, and then shivered from the cold.
It doesn't smell like fish, but rather like moon dew wine.
The sight of fish swimming around in the air is quite mysterious and interesting.
Wang Xiang let go of his hand, and the fish turned into wine and fell into the wine glass.
Gong Mengbi praised: "Fuluo is very smart and has a pair of skillful hands."
Wang Xiang started laughing.
There were only two bamboo leaves left in the fortune stick box, so Wang Xiang didn't need to draw anymore.
Gong Mengbi took out two bamboo leaves, one for the three sisters and the other for himself.
Granny Shi is a highly respected person, so it's not a good idea to ask her to play tricks on you.
Gong Mengbi asked with a smile, "Three girls, do you want to go first, or should I go first?"
Qiongfang sat up straight and said, "You are the master, so let us go first."
The three sisters always act together. If they were playing tossing pots, they could play individually, but now they have to play together as a group.
Qiongfang picked up her chopsticks and tapped them on the wine glass, wine pot, porcelain bowl, and porcelain plate in front of her. After listening to the sound, she said, "Come."
Qiongfang clapped her chopsticks for fun, Zhiruo sang along, and Jiaying danced along.
The three sisters are all charming ghosts. They are charming with their music, songs and dances.
Purple, pink and yellow clothes are intertwined, silk ribbons dance in the fragrant wind, and jade hands play with peach blossoms to scatter.
The beauty is naturally charming, but at this moment, she looks like a desolate grave.
The interweaving of a lively beauty and a deep ghostly aura is a different kind of beauty.
Gong Mengbi didn't wait for them to finish their performance. He picked up a small incense burner in front of him and blew gently into it.
The fragrance drifted with the wind, and then the ancient trees in front of me disappeared.
It is a palace of glazed tiles and white jade. The sky is clear and bright, and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the air.
I am not at Wuhuan Peak, but in the Moon Palace.
Qiongfang, Zhiruo and Jiaying easily blended into Gong Mengbi's illusion, like the goddess in the moon.
The eerie ghostly aura also turned into the cold air in the moon. The wind came and went, blowing away all the flowers. Only the three fairies were left with drums, music, singing and dancing, floating in the night, making people's hearts flutter.
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