Chapter 59 A glimpse of Shenwu Street 2

This child is only about seven or eight years old, and he is really thin and small. Falling from such a high place, the small body trembled in his arms, like a newborn cub of some animal. However, there was a huge black eye in the gap between the bandages that were all tied up in a mess, and a snow-white shadow was reflected in the eye, staring at him without blinking, as if nothing else could be seen.

Only listening to the sound of air-conditioning in all directions, Xie Lian raised his head slightly, but a heart suddenly sank. Because, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly swept to a golden object on the ground not far in front of him.

The golden mask covering his face fell.

Xie pity fell in the center of Shenwu Street, and the honor guard was several feet behind him, and he had not yet marched here. The sudden change, the steady pace of the warriors was disrupted by this sudden accident, the jade girls scattered with flowers also showed fear, the golden carriage stagnated, several tall white horses raised their hoofs and neighed, and the shengxiao orchestra suddenly rose. A few discordant scuffles. Some people left, some stayed, and the scene seemed to be out of control if they failed to unify the pace quickly. The crowd on both sides of the street didn't react for a while, but the King of Xianle on the tall building stood up and looked at his son's figure with a concerned and solemn expression.

As soon as he stood, where else would the rest of the princes and nobles dare to sit? They all stood up in panic. The national teacher's butt had just heated up the stool, and now it was cold again. He was thinking quickly whether to kneel down and blame himself, but Qi Rong had already jumped on the railing, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily: "So what? What's going on? What's wrong with the team? What are these rubbish doing? Can't you even hold a horse?!"

The queen's face was pale, her eyebrows were lightly frowned, and she hurriedly had someone pull him down again. Seeing that the crowd began to riot, a big chaos was about to break out. At this moment, Xie Lian suddenly got up.

On weekdays, His Royal Highness the noble prince is hidden in the palace, or hidden in the royal dojo, and there is almost no chance to show his face in front of the common people. This was the first time in the world, and because of this, everyone was attracted by him involuntarily and looked over. Looking at this, he couldn't help but hold his breath slightly. saw the young man with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, extremely handsome, and dazzling and dazzling, making people dare not look at him. He held the child in one hand, and slowly raised the sword in the other, pointing to the top of the Huatai.

The demon was originally on the stage overlooking the situation below. Seeing this action, he paused for a moment, and suddenly a little on the bottom of his feet.

The crowd exclaimed for a while, and the figure of the demon was like a black cloud, swept through the air, and flew to the pillar where the long knife was released and nailed, holding the handle of the knife, pulled it out with a crack into the stone, and then turned over and jumped, It fell in the middle of the street, before the warrior.

When I saw him, I immediately understood what I meant, and came to cooperate, thank you and praised in a low voice: "Good admiration!"

This time, both the Yueshen warriors and the demons stepped down. One black and one white, one sword and one sword, finally faced each other again, everyone's blood surged, and they boiled again. On the tall building, the expressions of the nobles also soothed, and they finally looked better.

The demon is trying to slash the young child in the arms of the warrior, holding the knife in both hands, the long knife slashes horizontally, and slashes towards Xie Lian. The two of them pretended to dismantle a few times, beat each other, and flew back to the Huatai again. Fengxin took advantage of the diversion of everyone's attention, rolled over from the street, grabbed the mask, and then rushed into the guard of honor and whispered: "Don't mess up! Don't mess up! Just keep walking as if nothing happened! Go! Go back to the palace after this lap!"

Several people in the guard of honor quickly gathered their minds, returned to their respective positions, and regained their hearts. On the other side, once on the stage, the admiration offensive was even more fierce. Xie Lian "Dang Dang" took a few knives, but at this time, he heard the child in his arms "ah", thinking that he was wrapped in the sword, light and sword energy. , terribly frightened. Xie Lian hugged him tightly with his left hand, and said solemnly: "Don't be afraid!"

Hearing this, the young boy grabbed the clothes on his chest. Xie Lian hugged a child in one hand and made a sword in the other hand. After dismantling it for a while, he felt that the child in his arms raised his hand tremblingly, hugged his shoulder tightly, as if holding a life-saving straw, and said, "It's okay, nothing will hurt you. "

After speaking, he snorted lowly: "Admiration!"

The demon on the opposite side nodded indiscernibly, and thanked him for his sword.

So, before everyone's attention, Yueshen martial artist finally pierced the demon with a sword and killed it on the spot!

Mu Qing wore a demon mask, covered the "wound", staggered back a few steps, struggled for a moment, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang", motionless.

Qi Rong laughed upstairs and clapped his hands: "Dead! Die! The cousin of the prince killed the monsters and ghosts!"

At the same time, the mighty Heavenly Sacrifice Tour team continued to march towards the palace, where they had already finished and were about to enter the palace gate. Due to the timely remedy and exciting plot, there was such an unexpected episode just now. Instead of complaining, the people became more enthusiastic. Countless people shouted "His Royal Highness" and "Heavenly God", and after Huatai, thousands of people rushed towards the palace together. Several soldiers had to send several times more warriors and soldiers to intercept these overly excited people. However, after all, it was unable to stop it, and the crowd broke through the defense line and swarmed up.

Lord Xianle said from the high building, "Guards! Warriors!"

Just at this moment, hundreds of people in the entire honor guard had all entered the palace gate, and the vermilion gate was slammed shut behind Huatai, and the fluttering flags no longer fluttered. The people rushed to the door, slamming the door and cheering loudly.

Inside the closed palace gate, above the Huatai, there were two "bangs", the white-clothed Yueshen martial artist and the black-clothed demon, both threw their weapons and fell heavily to the ground.

Xie Lian was covered in sweat, pulled the layers of gorgeous divine clothes apart, exhaled a long breath, and said, "It's dangerous, it's dangerous. I'm exhausted."

Mu Qing also took off the heavy demon mask and exhaled silently, but did not shout tired.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Xie Lian was still holding the young child in his hand, frowning silently. Fengxin chased Huatai and ran: "His Royal Highness, why did you bring this child in?"

The young boy was lying on Xie Lian's chest, his small body froze, motionless, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Xie Lian sat up and said: "If you don't bring it in, why don't you just leave it outside? The street is so messy, so small, it will be trampled to death if you put it down for a while."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the young child, touched the little head twice, and said casually, "Little boy, how old are you?"

The boy didn't blink, nor did his mouth make a sound. Xie Lian continued to ask him and coaxed: "Why did you fall down just now?"

Admiringly said: "His Royal Highness, this child is afraid to speak, so scared."

Xie Lian touched the young boy's head twice, and felt that the child was dull and meaningless, so he stopped touching it, and commented: "Stupid. Fengxin, you can find someone to take him out from the side door later, look. Is he injured and has a bandage on his face?"

Fengxin reached out and said, "Okay. Pass him over."

Xie Lian picked up the young child and handed it over. Who knows, but it was not delivered, Feng said: "His Royal Highness, why don't you let go?"

Xie pity said strangely: "I let go?" Looking down again, it was ridiculous, but it turned out to be the child's hands, tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and did not let go.

Several people were startled, and immediately burst into laughter. Xie Lian practiced in Huangji Temple, how many good men and women, either to see something strange, or because of belief in their hearts, racked their brains and tried their best to see His Royal Highness the Prince, and when they saw him, they wanted to see him again. It's good to be a priest together. I didn't expect this kid to be so young at such a young age. On the side of Huatai, there were many little Taoist priests who were cultivating in Huangji Temple. They all laughed and said, "His Royal Highness, this child doesn't want to leave!"

Xie Lian laughed and said: "Really? That can't be done, I have to do my own thing, children go home."

Hearing that, the child finally let go of his hand slowly, no longer holding his clothes, and Fengxin immediately grabbed him. The young boy was carried by Fengxin in his hand, but a big black eye was still staring straight at Xie Lian. This look is almost like a ghost possessed. Seeing this, many Daoists murmured in their hearts. Xie pity didn't look at the child at all, only to Feng Channel: "Don't carry him like a piece of junk, it will scare people and children."

Fengxin put the young child on the ground and said: "Don't laugh. The national teacher is going crazy. Your Highness, you still think about it, how to explain it later."

Hearing this, everyone really stopped laughing.

After half an hour. Huangji Temple, Shenwu Peak, Shenwu Temple.

Fragrant clouds lingered, and the sound of chanting bursts. The national teacher and the three deputy national teachers sat on the side of the hall, full of sorrow and admiration in front of them. Xie Lian also knelt down. However, there was no one in the direction where he knelt, just the golden statue of Emperor Shenwu. Fengxin follows the Lord and kneels behind him.

The national teacher picked up the carefully carved golden mask, and after a while, he sighed: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness."

Even if he was kneeling, Xie Lian knelt straight and raised his head: "Yes."

The national teacher was heartbroken and said: "Do you know that in the history of Xianle Kingdom, there have been so many festivals on the Yuan Festival, but there has never been a time when the Yizhangtai only walked around the city three times. Three times!"

Every ceremony and every arrangement of Shangyuan Festival Tianyou has its meaning behind it. Huatai's circle around the city symbolizes the country's peace and prosperity, which has been praying for the country for a year. Therefore, no matter how many laps the last Shangyuan Festival went, there will be no need to hold such a huge event for many years. Not only is it a good sign, but it also saves money. Three laps, doesn't it mean that it can only be guaranteed for three years???

Moreover, the worst thing is that the golden mask on the face of Yueshen martial artist still fell off on the way to the festival.

Xianle people have believed since ancient times that the spiritual energy of the human body is gathered in the five senses, and the head and face are where a person's soul resides, and the best must be dedicated to the sky. Therefore, on the way to the festival, the warrior must wear a golden mask. Cover his face, because his face can only be admired by the gods and gods, and mortals are not qualified to see it.

The national teacher hated that iron could not become steel, and said: "In the past, the Yueshen warriors had at least five laps to guarantee the bottom, and at most fifteen or six laps, how about you? You can walk fifty laps with your eyes closed! One hundred laps In the end, you strangled yourself in the third circle—why didn’t you strangle your master and me first??? That’s it, Your Royal Highness, you want to be famous in history, and I will accompany you to be famous in history too!”

In the hall, no one dared to speak. Xie Lian looked calm and said calmly: "National teacher, you might as well look at it this way. If the child fell to his death and no one picked him up, wouldn't it be an ominous sign if blood splashed on the spot during the festival? Wouldn't the festival be interrupted the same way? ? Now, at least the end is more decent, which is the best result. It can only be said that such a thing happened as an accident.”

The teacher stopped talking for a moment, and then said: "You child! There are so many royal warriors present, can anyone still pick them up? Even if they can't pick them up, they may break an arm or leg, but they won't die. You go forward a few more times. Step, play better, and no one will care about what fell just now."

Xie Lian raised his eyebrows and said: "National teacher, you know. In that case, apart from me, it is impossible for a second person to respond, and there is no second person who can answer without injury. Stay with him. If you don't pick it up, one will die, if you pick it up, you will die two."

His tone was of course, very determined. The teachers of the nations also knew that he was telling the truth, so he could not refute it. Seeing him kneeling in front of the god statue, he didn't take it seriously at all. He was curious, funny, and proud. This precious apprentice, Jin Gui'er, couldn't get angry with him, so he could only brush a few hairs, covering the sadness in his heart with the severe pain in his scalp. After a pause, the national teacher said again: "Also!"

Xie Lian lowered his head slightly and said, "My disciple is listening."

The national teacher said: "You played today and did a good job. But no matter how good you are, you can't suddenly change without saying hello in advance. Today, Your Majesty and the Empress are scaring you enough. You know if you can't catch up with the time. , what will it become?"

Xie Lian raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "National teacher, didn't I ask you about this before today?"

The national teacher was also startled and said, "You asked me? Before today? When?"

Hearing this, Xie Lian frowned, looked aside, and said, "Admiration?"