"Oh, this is a fairy with golden hair and yellow skin, and the children can cause a big disaster."
Ye Lao suddenly rushed out from behind Feng Sheng, grabbed the yellow-skinned corpse with trembling hands, stroked the golden yellow hair on his chest, and his nervous voice became sharp.
Han Sheng knew that this was Lao Cuihua talking.
"What's wrong with this red-haired and yellow-skinned man," Han Sheng asked uneasily.
Ye Lao said: "The yellow-skinned fairy is also the same as people, divided into three, six, nine and so on, generally gray, brown and yellow, etc., like this fiery red color, is the highest level weasel, a pinch of golden hair on the chest indicates that it is 100 years old, if there is no way, it will not live for so long."
This is a female, probably the leader of the yellow-skinned people in the Poyang Lake area, and it will have some unclean things attached to its body, but it is unbelievable that it will be killed by the children. ” Han Sheng was silent, thinking in his heart that the ghost baby Shen Caicai was good at sucking blood, such as chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, all of which were not a problem, and even bit Jing Taiji, a martial arts master, to death, but it was really a bit unbelievable to kill a yellow-skinned fairy who had Taoism.
"Did you kill it?"
Han Sheng asked Shen Cai.
Xiao Cai nodded, a hint of smugness on his face.
At night, the waning moon is like a hook, a cool moonlight is sprinkled in the Poyang Lake Valley, and the jujube forests and green bamboo forests are rising with clusters of white mist, which is confusing, and people have already crowded into thatched huts and slept.
In the empty field in front of the thatched hut, Han Sheng, Ye Lao and Xiao Cuihua sat at the stone table, the body of the weasel was on the table, everyone listened attentively to the movement in the mountains and forests, and now in addition to the chirping of crickets one after another, and then the sound of the gurgling water of the mountain spring into the pool.
At this moment, Lao Cuihua has already climbed on the back of Xiao Cuihua, and they are still the most experienced in dealing with the animal fairies in the mountains.
"Old Cuihua, will the yellow-skinned people definitely come tonight?"
asked Han Sheng suspiciously.
Old Cuihua smiled and said, "It will definitely come, the animal fairy has a strong sense of revenge, and besides, they still want to find the body of this golden retriever and yellow skin." ” Han Sheng then asked: "Wouldn't it be dangerous for Xiao Cai to go up the mountain alone after that?"
"Well, it depends on how the creation is tonight."
Old Cuihua replied.
"What is the origin of the animal fairy?"
Han Sheng was puzzled.
Lao Cuihua said: "I'll sing it to you," she cleared her throat, and then hummed in a low voice, "Chaos first opened the Tai Chi performance, the ancestor he passed on the avenue, the eldest he called Li Laozi, the second child was called the primordial heaven, the third is the Tongtian Sect, each disciple is boundless, Lao Tzu harvested the Buddha's way, the primitive harvest also became an immortal, the Buddha saw that things were not good, and he was not allowed to pass on the Tao again, the master of the Tongtian Sect was displeased, and he grabbed the golden pill and sprinkled it all over the mountain, Hu Huang ate it into the avenue, and the python ate it and became an immortal, which left the fairy with a coat of hair and armor."
Although the voice of the old emerald flower is not high, the tune is very beautiful, and it is full of the local atmosphere of the Kanto region.
"Hu Huang is the third brother, the eldest cultivates in Lingshan, the second is also by the Buddha, the third is idle and idle, the Jade Emperor degraded him in a fit of anger, and the elder brother took him to Lingshan, and he rebuilt for thousands of years, which became a family protector.
It lives in the northwest and is the sky, the dry is the heaven and the mountains are even the mountains, the Ganoderma lucidum grass grows in front of the mountain, there is a clear spring in the ancient cave behind the mountain, the people and horses are refined in the Chaoyang Cave, the ascetic cultivation of immortals on the Aoyun Peak, the horizontal bones are taken off on the overlord bridge, the armor is changed in the Qingshui River, and the green mountains are used to catch people and horses, and the law of disease and disaster elimination is boundless.
The python is a dragon brother, the dragon king travels rain and waves, the python road has a shallow foundation, can only swim in the shallows, go down to the Lingshan in one go, steal 3,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures, and then go to the mountain to repair the golden pill.
It lives in the northeast Gen for the mountain, the mountain is connected with the water and the water, the flowers in front of the mountain are on the red, there are five old pines behind the mountain, it Nandou has been called, it has been sealed by Beidou, and it has been accepted as a disciple by the sky, and it is ordered to go down to the world, which is why there is a white snake and Xu Xian, leaving a good name through the ages" Lao Cuihua sang energetically, swallowed two mouthfuls of spit, and prepared to continue singing.
At this moment, Han Sheng suddenly waved his hand, and Lao Cuihua stopped his mouth strangely Under the moonlight, a large number of small animals gathered in a place a foot away from them, including frogs and toads, grasshoppers and centipedes, hedgehogs and badgers, pheasants and hares, green snakes and insects, and a group of weasels of various coat colors, who were listening attentively to the song of the old cuihua.
Behind them, an old fox covered with white fur stood with his hands in his hands, and even had a white beard under his chin, staring at them with blazing eyes.
"White Fox" Lao Cuihua exclaimed.
"What a beautiful white hair."
Han Sheng sighed in his heart, and thought of the hair on the old man in Xiangxi, which was much more ugly than the white fox.
"Be careful, the white fox has practiced for at least more than a thousand years, it is very evil, I have only seen the fire fox in Kanto, and I have never been lucky enough to witness the white fox."
Lao Cuihua said in a low voice.
Han Sheng asked quietly: "Old Cuihua, can this white fox turn into a human form and know how to speak human words, and there is a story in the play that the white fox is grateful and incarnates a white-clothed maid and a champion Lang, which is very poignant." ” "It's just a drama made up by people, in fact, they can only possess their bodies, and they definitely can't speak human language, but the animal immortals who have practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years can indeed understand the local language."
Lao Cuihua explained.
"Oh, that's powerful enough, of course, we Jiangxi people can't understand Hokkien, or Lingnan vernacular, and I want to come to this white fox the same."
Han Sheng pondered.
"Scattered immortal Hu was stunned, Cuihua Kanto Xian'er, I met for the first time tonight, sat down and chattered.
There are rules to stand on the horse, and there are also specifications to stand when you get off the horse, you will eat and drink, and you will eat and drink to me.
The pig's head is cut in half, the neck is cut in front, the back mound is the buttocks, the chop is divided into eight halves, it is delicious and good-looking, spitting saliva and swallowing it, you are sweating all over the place, you have to be hey, hey, hey" Lao Cuihua first sent out an invitation with a sharp voice.
The last long sentence of the old Cuihua is very tactful, and the aftermath is endless, and the little animal fairies seem to understand whether they understand or not, the frog toad puffs out its cheeks and "quacks", the grasshopper centipede swings countless thin legs and beats on the ground, the hedgehog shakes the brown arrow feathers, making a "lala" noise, the pheasant "oh" cries, and the little yellow skins are twisting their hips, sounding the messy fart sound of "poof", and a stench is diffused in the air "My mother has started fighting."
Xiao Cuihua whispered to Han Sheng.
"Squeak" The white fox let out a sharp howl, and the little animal fairies suddenly quieted down, and they all dodged out of the way.
The white fox stepped forward, his sharp gaze scanning Han Sheng, Ye Lao, and Xiao Cuihua, and finally stopped on Old Cuihua's face.
Lao Cuihua raised her head and looked at her, quietly, even the sound of insects in the four moments had fallen silent.
"The white fox is communicating with my mother."
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Xiao Cuihua told Han Shengdao.
Old Cuihua turned back to Han Sheng and said, "The white fox wants us to hand over the murderer of the golden retriever Huang Daxian. ” Han Sheng was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "This is not good, you told him that Xiaocai is only a baby who is less than a year old and has incomplete intelligence, and accidentally killed the golden retriever and yellow skin, which is a complete misunderstanding." ” Lao Cuihua truthfully fed back the meaning of Hansheng to the white fox.
The white fox squeaked twice, and immediately a fat badger jumped on the stone table, picked up the body of the golden fur and yellow skin, and turned back to the white fox and put it at his feet, and the thousand-year-old white fox lowered his head to check the scars of the corpse.
"The white fox said that the murderer sucked up the blood of the golden retriever Huang Daxian, this was not an accidental injury, but intentional, so the murderer must be let out and eaten by them."
Old Cuihua turned her head again and said.
"It's really not good, we have to fight hard with these animal fairies."
Han Sheng whispered to Lao Cuihuadao.
The white fox heard what Han Sheng said, and then raised his head high, looked at the night sky, and let out a loud long whistle with a "squeak".
In a moment, only the sound of "hissing" was heard, and the knee-deep thatch in the mountains and forests fell to both sides, and hundreds of colorful pythons poured out, surrounding Han Sheng and the others and the three thatched houses, among which there were giant pythons as thick as buckets
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