Rebirth vs book wears a thousand petals Wei Zi

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Walking around the stone wall, the intoxicated face was as gloomy as the snowy sky in midwinter, the dragon trembled like the messy vegetation in the strong wind, and the wandering flower demon was as calm as a stubborn boulder.He blinked his big watery and dark eyes, and said, "Someone is here again, but this is a person."

Shen Zui disappeared without a sound, a flurry of flying birds startled in the distance, and Shen Zui returned in the blink of an eye, throwing something on the ground with a snap.The lavender light shone on the man's eyes, and before the man could move, the mirror and flower sword was already on his neck.

Is a very young and handsome man.

"Demon Lord!" Jiaolong shouted, "There is a villain wearing clothes similar to his!"

Shen Zui squinted his eyes, and the wandering flower demon let out a sigh. Standing in front of the man, he sized up the young man and said, "There is the blood of the Great Witch of Southern Border on the wall, and here comes the blood of another Great Witch of Southern Border. This dress...is from the Panyao tribe." ?”

"You..." The man stared at the roe in a daze, and suddenly his body moved, and the skin of his neck was pierced by the mirror flower sword to stabilize his body, but he was also trembling with excitement: "Flower... the flower god, you Save the Pan Yao people!"

Pan Yao people?Shen Zui managed to calm himself down, and searched for the memories of his previous life in his mind.The Yao, Miao, and Dong are all large ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang, and the Panyao is the largest branch of the Yao.In his previous life, he came here only when he heard that there was a peerless treasure in Shengtang Mountain in southern Xinjiang, and in a daze, he accepted the wandering flower demon as a flower envoy and obtained the treasure.During the whole process, there was no entanglement with the Panyao tribe. Could it be that because he successfully got the treasure this time, the whole trip to southern Xinjiang has changed?

"Where is the village of the Pan Yao people?" Shen Zui asked in a deep voice.

The man looked at him with extreme vigilance, hesitating to see the clue, and explained: "This is my demon master, and I am his Luochuan flower envoy. Look at the Wei Zihua seal on my forehead."

As she said that, she pointed out the lavender mark between her eyebrows to him.

Shen Zui also managed to suppress the anger in his heart, put away the Mirror Foil Sword, and looked at him coldly with his hands behind his back.

The man's expression was relieved, and he knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully: "Pancheng of the Panyao tribe, kowtow to the demon lord and flower god."

Shen Zui asked: "Then who are you who opened the stone wall?"

"Back to the demon master, it's my uncle Panhua." Pan Cheng said and begged again: "My uncle and I both have the right to succeed the patriarch of the Panyao clan, but there are too many people who support my uncle, and I have hired Han people to help my uncle. Come to ask the Flower God. Flower God, uncle wants to hand over Shengtang Mountain to outsiders! He..."

"Enough." Shen Zui stopped in a cold voice, "Needless to say, take me to the village of the Pan Yao people."

A Lin, that idiot, I'm afraid he still can't figure out what's going on.

In this regard, Shen Zui guessed wrong, Lin Yi not only knew where he was, but also had a clear idea of ​​the surrounding situation.

Lin Yi was carried on his face and flew all the way, almost vomited.Finally, the group of people stopped, and Lin Yi put it on top of a pile of things, and then he took the opportunity to open his eyes with a hum, indicating that he had woken up slowly.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

After saying this, you can look around in an open and above board manner.Standing beside him are monk Zong and his disciples, referred to as A, B, B, B, Ding, there is no Patriarch Panyao.They were in a wooden building, and the tops of southern border broadleaf trees could be seen outside the window, which seemed to be in a certain Yao village.There are exquisite embroidery and log hangings in the room, which can show the noble status of the owner of the house in the stockade.

That is in the stockade of the Panyao patriarch, what about the Panyao patriarch?Lin Yi pondered, and suddenly found that Zong Xiushi and others did not answer his question, and immediately looked at them innocently.

"What, I asked you something!"

Cultivator Zong carefully sized up the young man in front of him, he was slender, handsome, calm in every way, and he really looked like a wandering flower god.As he thought about it, his tone became more polite, and he cupped his hands and said, "Walking Flower God, it's just a small matter to invite you to the Panyao village this time. Please take care of the Flower God and don't be impatient. We will make our own arrangements."

"Pfft!" Lin Yi laughed, with contempt and sarcasm flashing between his brows: "I've been sleeping for many years and ignored matters in southern Xinjiang, but I don't know that the Panyao people invite guests to knock people out like sacks."

Cultivator Zong's face was a bit ugly, and he explained embarrassingly with the embarrassment that was pierced back then: "That's not because I'm afraid of you..."

"Forget it, there's no need to explain." Lin Yi interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "Since I'm here, I naturally want to take care of the affairs of the Pan Yao people. Go down and get ready, don't bother me."

In his mind, he imagined the cold and majestic appearance of Intoxicated, although he sat casually by the bedside, there was a sense of awe in his own right.Cultivator Zong didn't dare to say much at the moment, he secretly admired the wandering flower god for his low cultivation, but he was very imposing, and he replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, please rest the flower god." Then he led the people back immediately go out.

Lin Yi sat on the bed in a daze for a while, feeling a little hungry, passed all kinds of fruits through Yuhua with his left hand, and made a few pies for himself with quick hands and feet.The room was filled with the sweet aroma of pies, Lin Yi ate until the corners of his mouth were full of jam, and he snorted in his heart: Let you be responsible for peeking, I'm so hungry!Why don't you report it soon?

As if responding to the cold snort in his heart, a thin ray of anger left quickly.Lin Yi stood up and went to the window to observe carefully, eating the pie in his mouth non-stop, as if eating with the scenery of southern Xinjiang, but he was actually observing the surrounding environment.

The room was not very big, and he could clearly feel that there was no one else on the third floor where he was.Judging from the anger of the people, there are at least twenty people on the second floor, and the number on the first floor is a little bit reluctant given his cultivation.Through the window, Lin Yi saw the continuous wooden buildings outside the window, and guessed how many people in the wooden buildings knew magic.

He thought for a while, went back to bed and lay down, and decided to wait for an hour or two before acting at night.

But as soon as he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, a ray of deja vu approached the room.Lin Yi opened his eyes instantly, his whole body was tense, and he deliberately let himself relax the moment Zong Zong knocked on the door.

"Flower God, Zong Qu interrupted."

"What's the matter here?" Lin Yi asked with a tall air.

"Flower God, please follow me to meet someone."

See you?The corner of Lin Yi's mouth couldn't help revealing a smile. According to what he said, he was at the level of friends with the Great Witch of Southern Xinjiang. Not to mention the Panyao tribe, even the patriarch of the Yao tribe would not dare to say hello. How presumptuous are people from southern Xinjiang facing their flower gods?

Lin Yi spread the wood attribute anger all over the meridians first, in case of danger and being injured and unable to recover as soon as possible.He fed the spider silk a little bit of danmu aura to rejuvenate him, and then he opened the door and went out.

Zong Qu's superficial skill was very good, and he immediately bowed and said, "Flower God, please follow me." His tone was undeniable.

Lin Yi nodded slightly, and suddenly two young monks appeared, and without any explanation, they tied cloth strips around Lin Yi's eyes.Lin Yi didn't resist, and waited quietly for them to tie it up. He touched the cloth strip and said, "Is it soaked with the juice of the shadow grass?"

Miying grass is a special herb produced by the Panyao people in southern Xinjiang. Its juice can make people unable to see clearly the person wearing the Miying grass stem.Just as Zong Qu was about to nod his head, the two young monks were suddenly sent flying with an "ah" and fell downstairs with a bang, their eyes rolled and they fell into a coma.

"you……"

"I am the god of flowers in southern Xinjiang. No matter what the people of the Panyao people want, as long as they worship me for a day, I will solve their problems for a day. But..." The handsome young man was covered by a three-finger-wide black cloth When she closed her eyes, only her fair cheeks and bright red lips remained.The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, in a half-smile, but the whole person was as proud and inviolable as a god. "I'm giving you face, but don't think that you can be rude to me! Small punishments and big warnings, you all remember this deity!"

Zong Qu didn't dare to look directly at his face, he lowered his head and replied submissively: "Yes... yes! Dare not be rude to the Flower God..."

"Hmph..." Lin Yi sneered, "Why are you dawdling? Why don't you leave?"

"Yes, yes! Flower God, please follow me." Zong Qu wiped the cold sweat from his brow and walked in front.

Oh yeah!Lin Yi secretly made a comparison with V in his heart. It seems that he is very similar to Ah Zui, he has a very domineering feeling, and he has successfully convinced them!

Lin Yi was complacent while estimating where Zong Qu would take him.Zong Qu was very cunning. He turned around and walked several teleportation circles in the middle. He was always on guard, lest Lin Yi remember the route.The two of them walked for a stick of incense and finally stopped, only to hear the sound of Zong Qu kneeling down, respectful and fearful: "Master, the flower god brought it here."

There was no sound from inside, but Zong Qu said respectfully: "Yes." Then there was the rustling of clothes, Zong Qu stood up.

A dull breath rushed towards his face, as if a certain door had been opened.

"Flower God, let's go forward."

Seems like a hall?Lin Yi breathed slowly, with a cute and obedient smile on his face, and walked forward without fumbling.After five steps, something blocked him.Lin Yi guessed that it was the threshold, jumped over it lightly, and continued walking forward.A vaguely sweet smell began to appear in the air, Lin Yi's heart moved, his hands were wrapped in the wide sleeves, and under the cover of the sleeves, he melted a detoxification pill in his palm, and combined with the anti-drug herb in his body Combined, he is not afraid of the aroma, whether it is poisonous, hallucinogenic or has some kind of enchanting effect.

One step, two steps, three steps... Lin Yi walked 120 steps under the guidance of the fragrance.At this moment, the fragrance was so strong that it spread all over the surroundings, and if Lin Yi took a step forward, the fragrance would become weaker.

Here is the center of the aroma.But what about people?

Lin Yi was not in a hurry, and just stood there with his sleeves covered.The surroundings were silent, as if filled with unknown fears, the quieter it was, the more disturbing it was.And his expression was as usual, standing relaxed and elegant, as if he was standing and admiring the picturesque scenery.

"It's really extraordinary." A naive but rigid voice sounded, echoing in the hall constantly, it was indescribably eerie.

Lin Yi's heart also trembled, no matter what, he was still a little afraid of ghosts and corpses.But he showed a gentle and innocent smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked back: "Actually, you want to say that I am not like the Flower God of Southern Xinjiang, right?"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm so busy these days, I almost miss my meal while waiting for someone on the bus, and every night when I go back to the dormitory, I feel like a dead body, wishing I could not wake up.It hurts me to see the favorites drop, woo woo woo... I will try my best to update!Don't abandon me... T^T