Headless Immortal

Chapter 68 Mr. Sanshan
"Life is long, and if we don't find some fun, wouldn't it be too dull and boring?"

A deep, clear voice resounded throughout the hall.

The owner of the voice had a strong and powerful voice.

The mountain and water scenery gradually revealed a real silhouette.

He had a tiger's forehead and phoenix eyes, ox ears and deer antlers, a hanging gall bladder nose, a lion's wide mouth, and a square beard. He was eight feet tall, wore a dark indigo cloud-woven robe, and his hair was hidden in a crown.

With a feather fan gently touching his chest, he smiled and changed his appearance, his strange features disappearing, becoming no different from an ordinary person, truly a refined and handsome middle-aged man.

He waved his feather fan and said, "Go down."

The flying squirrel soldiers departed in an orderly fashion, the wolf school flag transformed into servants attending to them, and the tiger captain gradually became a profound statue displayed in the hall.

The master of the high seat gracefully descended the steps and walked to stand before Mr. White Deer and Mr. Purple Beard.

Zhu Xianzhen clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Zhu Xianzhen, the Chief of the Southeast Circuit, greets Master Sanshan."

"A gentleman's friendship need not be bound by such formalities," Mr. Sanshan said with a smile. "I have long heard of the illustrious name of Zhu Xianzhen, the Purple-Bearded Gentleman. Since this opportunity has presented itself, I performed a ritual to invite you to the banquet. Meeting you today is even more rewarding than hearing of your reputation. How fortunate I am!"

Mr. Bailu smiled faintly: "Since we are gathered here, please sit down and talk with me."

"Yes."

Mr. Sanshan took the arm of the Purple-Bearded Gentleman and led the way forward with a smile.

Mr. Bailu winked at Wutong Luxun and the two students.

Cheng Yan and Lü He tactfully returned to their original seats.

It turns out they didn't stumble into the monster's lair, but rather arrived at the banquet by chance.

I'm only now figuring out the taste.

Mr. Sanshan led the Purple-Bearded Elder to his seat, then turned to look at the White Deer Mountain Master.

The mountain chief seemed very familiar with the place.

Mr. Sanshan smiled and waved his feather fan.

Immediately.

The frogs, dressed in short shirts and less than three feet tall, carried the musical instruments up to the hall, holding them in their hands or pressing them with their fingers.

Under the direction of the speaker, the twenty-four musicians were in an orderly manner. Some sat on the guqin table, some sat cross-legged holding the pipa, and some knelt in front of the chime bells. Jinghu, waist drum, yangqin, tanggu, horn... each instrument was played by a beautiful musician, which was the configuration of a large orchestra.

"play music!"

Three drumbeats sounded, and elegant music began.

The long hall was deep and its side doors were wide open. There were performers who breathed fire and swallowed knives, as well as acrobatic women. The variety of magic shows was dazzling. Lion dances and dragon dances, folk firework displays and dances... moved from inside the hall to outside like a revolving lantern. Then came dancers surrounded by fairy silk, flying through the air, their every smile and gesture exuding grace.

One after another, delicacies from the mountains and the sea were presented to the table by short-sleeved squirrels.

Mr. Sanshan raised the bronze wine vessel.

Lu Xun, who had returned to his seat, also raised his wine cup.

Everyone in the hall raised their cups. The Purple-Bearded Elder and the White Deer Mountain Master nodded slightly, while Sun Shen looked at the Ape Monster, who happened to glance over at the same time. Cheng Yan and Lü He exchanged a smile. Now everyone was truly relaxed and at ease. Then, all eyes turned to the Three Mountains Master, who was holding the main seat and raising his cup.

"Cheers!"

So they drank it together.

Lu Xun was so focused on finding the right flavor that he didn't appreciate it. Now he could clearly taste the fine wine. Perhaps the wine served before was murky, and the wine served now was the real gem.

In short, it's good that everything is safe and sound.

Lu Xun smiled slightly, raised his head, and drank.

Once the wine cup was empty, the beautiful maidservant beside him refilled it with a ladle.

Lu Xun looked at her carefully, then got up and accompanied the beautiful woman.

She had an oval face, a delicate nose, cherry-red lips, slender eyebrows that gently framed her almond-shaped eyes, and skin as smooth as jade. She wore a green robe and a purple shawl, and her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Seemingly noticing Wutong Mountain Lord's gaze, the beauty smiled sweetly and lowered her voice to say in a melodious tone, "My name is Xiaomei."

The sound seemed to gently caress the ape's ears, as if trying to penetrate its heart.

Wu Tong Lu Xun used breathing techniques and magical power to crush the evil thoughts rising in his heart.

Curiosity appeared in Xiaomei's eyes, for monkeys that attain enlightenment are often licentious.

I had planned to tease him a little and embarrass him, which would be a way of getting revenge for his rudeness earlier.

But this person was surprisingly calm.

Lu Xun, unaware of these things, thought that he had just entertained another absurd thought.

He cursed inwardly for his lack of composure.

It's better to be a cat; you don't have to control your body and nothing will happen.

The Five Gods' bodies were naturally unrestrained, even more ferocious than Chen Sheng's.

Of course, the moment Lu Xun saw this building, he shattered the chieftain's head and turned it into ashes to strengthen the Five Gods.

Lu Xun kept his eyes straight ahead and even drank less wine. "I urge you to have another cup of wine."

Xiao Mei exhaled a delicate fragrance and was about to offer another cup when Wu Tong Lu Xun stopped her.

"I'm not good at drinking."

Lu Xun spat out two words from his green fangs, then cupped his hands and said, "Just now, I was in a hurry to save people, please forgive me."

Xiao Mei put down her wine cup and stopped urging him to drink, secretly admiring him: "He's a true hero!"

……

Inside the hall, everyone toasted each other and chatted happily.

When the joy is at its peak, one can burst into song.

From the Book of Songs to prose poems and then to verses and lyrics.

Mr. Sanshan personally took the drum, sat on the ground, and beat the drum to give orders.

Although Cheng Yan and Lü He were also students who had just entered the academy, they had all grown up in the county town and were familiar with these games. They could say a few words about them, no matter how good or bad.

Lu Xun didn't quite understand; he was still learning. He wasn't particularly good at poetry and prose either. The Tang and Song poems he'd memorized since childhood were mostly for exams; reciting them verbatim would certainly be impressive, but they wouldn't fit the atmosphere. As for composing his own poems, he lacked the skill, so he simply decided not to embarrass himself by performing.

He sat there quietly, waiting for the banquet to end.

late at night.

Lu He lay unceremoniously under the table, Cheng Yan was almost drunk, and the guards, including Dong Ping, also drank less.

The mountain master sat cross-legged on the mat with a guqin across his knees. The music was like flowing water from high mountains, ethereal and otherworldly. Even Lu Xun, who did not understand music, was captivated by it, as if he had suddenly been transported to Mount Lu and was admiring the magnificent waterfall cascading down three thousand feet.

Alas, how wonderful! It truly possesses a kind of magic.

"good!"

Mr. Sanshan exclaimed, "I never imagined that after teaching for so long, your musical skills would remain as strong as ever."

"That's fine."

Mr. Sanshan flipped his hand, and a small seal spun around in his palm.

The seal is carved entirely from black jade.

A dragon with its head held high and body crouching, its claws forming dark, smoky clouds, and surging evil spirits seeming to crawl out of the mist.

"This seal was a gift from a friend. It can be used to summon ghost soldiers and generals to assist you. However, there is one condition for possessing this seal."

"I know!"

The purple-bearded man spoke with unwavering resolve.

“Since you understand, I won’t go into further details.” Mr. Sanshan gently dismissed him.

The dragon seal drifted into the hands of Zhu Xianzhen, the Purple-Bearded Gentleman.

Zhu Xianzhen gripped the seal: "With this seal, this trip has not been in vain."

Mr. Sanshan was not sentimental. This was something that had been agreed upon long ago. As for the consequences, it was up to Zhu Xianzhen to consider. Then he looked at Cheng Yan and Lü He and said with a smile, "You two just stumbled in by accident, so I didn't prepare any gifts in advance."

"We don't want gifts."

"I'm just happy to be able to attend the banquet."

"How can that be? If your headmaster watches, he'll say I'm disrespectful to my elders."

Mr. Sanshan took out two green fruits from his sleeve and handed them over, saying, "There's nothing good here, have two mountain fruits."

"Thank you, Mr. Sanshan."

The two men rose and bowed in gratitude.

Mr. Sanshan nodded and turned his gaze to Wutong Luxun: "That fruit is useless to those with magical powers."

After a moment's thought, he happily said, "I've got it."

He reached into his sleeve again and pulled out a black hexagonal scale.

“着”.

Scales flew over and stuck to the dark blue-green skirt armor.

The two elements merge and sink into the skin, becoming an invisible armor.

With a thought, the armor quickly materialized again.

Wu Tonglu was extremely satisfied.

Now he doesn't have to worry about being naked after replacing the head of Wutongshan Jun.

With this treasure, there's no need to expend energy maintaining the Mountain Crash Armor.

They crossed their hands in a gesture of respect and bowed deeply.

(End of this chapter)