I of Douluo dawdle in Tangmen

Chapter 427 Poseidon Festivals in Other Villages

The next morning.

The head of the small fishing village, Luo Haicheng, was carried out of the house by the demon spirit under the surprised eyes of his wife.

"Village chief, the day's plan starts in the morning! If you have anything to do, you have to do it early so that you can go home from get off work early for dinner! Your father said that the next village is separated by a hill! We have to go there early!" the demon spirit said excitedly, Even Ye Nanxiao on his shoulders was twisting excitedly.

Last night, Yao Ling and Ye Nanxiao talked with the former village chief all night long, and finally found out a little bit about the mysterious veil of the mermaid clan. Although there was no shell vest as expected, there was a long coral skirt!

Sitting on one of the only five carriages in the village, Luo Haicheng became the driver himself, driving the horse across the mountains.

Originally, the demon spirit thought of sneaking over with Luo Haicheng's shield, but Ye Nanxiao did not agree.

For Luo Haicheng, it is enough that the two of them have always maintained their identities as generous businessmen.

Anyway, it only takes half a day to cross a mountain.

As the holiday came to an end, Ye Nanxiao, who had insufficient holiday balance, did not panic at all.

If there is no more leave, just give yourself a few more days off. Anyway, across thousands of mountains and rivers, Gu Yuena can still come over to catch her and go back to work?

Even Ye Nanxiao had already thought of the reason why he would go back and explain it!

"You see, it's normal to spend months traveling over mountains and ridges, right? You see there are so many colorful flower boats on the waterway, and it's normal to spend weeks to be invited to have tea by the owner? The demon spirit is back again

You can’t fly for a long time, let alone take this salted fish like yourself with you?”

Ye Nanxiao shook her body and gave a thumbs up to her perfect reason,

It’s easier to go up a mountain than it is to go down. Isn’t this difficult to understand?

"Commander, stop shaking, I know what bad idea you are thinking!" The demon spirit stretched out two fingers to stop Ye Nanxiao who was dangling on his shoulder.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What are you thinking of bad ideas? When my military advisor speaks righteously, all my friends on the road will call me an honest and wishful man!" Ye Nanxiao snorted coldly.

"That's it." Demon Spirit rolled his eyes at Ye Nanxiao, "Then have you thought of the reason for extending your vacation?"

"I just thought of it!" Ye Nanxiao said confidently.

The demon spirit glanced at Luo Haicheng, who was immersed in driving his horse, and said with some worry, "Commander, are you really planning to go back over time? I won't be slapped down by the master by then, right?"

"Of course not! Does she dare?" Ye Nanxiao said disdainfully.

"Oh haha? It seems that the military advisor is hiding something secretly! You really have something to say to your lord, right?" The demon spirit's eyes were bent into a semicircle, with a funny smile.

"Elaborate!"

Ye Nanxiao floated the spirit grass, crossed her arms, and said with disdain, "As long as your lord dares to hit me! She will beg me not to die in less than three rounds!"

Yao Lin suddenly felt bored. His shamelessness was still far inferior to that of Ye Nanxiao.

In terms of being thick-skinned, Ye Nanxiao still has some experience, but the demon spirit refuses to learn.

After crossing the mountain, a village much larger than a small fishing village appeared in front of us.

Luo Haicheng skillfully stopped the carriage in front of a huge tree at the entrance of the village, turned around and said to the demon spirit, "We are here! It seems that we are not late, their festival has not started yet."

The demon spirit looked at the huge stone sculpture that was carried by many people.

The stone carvings are almost similar to the wooden carvings I saw in the small fishing village before. The statues are holding a trident in their hands.

Exquisite patterns are carved on the trident, and water mist and waves move around the trident.

"Why do I think this trident is the protagonist?" asked the demon spirit.

Luo Haicheng nodded and said, "Zhulang Village believes in the extremely powerful power of Poseidon, so the trident used by Lord Poseidon to suppress the four seas has become the spiritual pursuit of Zhulang Village."

"You like the trident more than the Poseidon? This village is a martial village, right?" The demon spirit said and followed Luo Haicheng into Zhulang Village.

"It's also possible that they think the reason why Poseidon is powerful is because of the trident. The trident made Poseidon famous." Ye Nanxiao felt as if his soul had left his body, and his lower body was still connected to the Spirit Blossom Grass.

"Does that mean that their faith is not pure enough? They believe in Poseidon's weapons instead of Poseidon himself." asked the demon spirit.

"Well, I want to find out about this too, so I have to keep looking." Ye Nanxiao felt that the question of demon spirits was very meaningful. If believers believe in weapons rather than the weapon holders themselves, then can the weapon holders obtain

The power of faith that is added to the weapons?

If weapons of faith can allow users to activate the power of faith contained in them, then the plan to create a god will be much simpler.

"Is it possible that the power of faith can make weapons evolve? I mean, like those storybooks you wrote in your spare time as a military counselor! Sword spirit! Sword spirit and so on!" The demon spirit chuckled.

Ye Nanxiao, who was thinking about whether he could build a faith weapon plan, suddenly froze, turned around and asked, "How on earth did you know about the storybook I wrote? It's so hidden!"

Those words were all written by me to pass the long hours and relieve my boredom!

Still to relieve your boredom!

Since it is only for myself to relieve my boredom! Of course, all the words that I dare not say out loud and some hobbies that cannot be exposed are all written in it!

Ye Nanxiao felt his face heat up, but he was a soul body and would not blush. The heat was just because of shyness!

"Hehe! Military Advisor, you live with the Lord and hide things in the place provided by the Lord. Do you think the Lord will know about it?" The demon spirit showed an intriguing smile.

"Stop it!" Ye Nanxiao's instinct was that the world was spinning, and he shrank back into the Spirit Blossom Grass.

The two rhizomes of the Spirit Blossom Grass are constantly shrinking, wishing they could carve out a three-room and one-living room on the demon spirit's shoulders!

"Commander, which one is stronger, the True Eye of the Evil King or the evil eye of that evil forest octopus monster?" The demon spirit covered its mouth and snickered.

"You take a guess." Ye Nanxiao held his head, feeling that he had more than just a three-bedroom apartment.

Will Gu Yuena find out about Shen Te Miao's comments about being bored to the point of being a middle school student?

Don’t hide under the bed next time!

Luo Haicheng is the village chief of the small fishing village, and all the villagers in Zhulang Village know him. When they saw him bringing an unfamiliar face, they didn't ask any questions and continued to concentrate on preparing for the festival.

"Lao Luo! What's going on? Are you interested in coming over to watch the festival in my village today?" A bald man ran over, bringing with him puffs of smoke and dust.

There is a tattoo of a trident on the bald head of the strong man. The technique is very rough and the pattern is a bit blurry. It seems that he must have tattooed it manually.

"Bring guests from my village over to see your festival. The guests are very interested in the ocean." Luo Haicheng reached out and hugged the bald man and said.

"Oh? You are interested in the ocean! That's my friend from Zhulang Village!" The bald man looked at the demon spirit with a fiery smile on his face.

The demon spirit looked at the tattoo on the strong man's head with great interest and asked, "How did you get it?"

"Hey! Little brother, you have a good sense! I spent all my efforts on this! I'm telling you!" The bald man smiled with joy when he saw someone noticed his tattoo for the first time.

"Brother, do you want to be hit on the head with a trident and clear up?" Ye Nanxiao held back the power of the complaints that were about to burst out.

"Military advisor"

A vague call sounded in Ye Nanxiao's mind.

Ye Nanxiao trembled all over, shook his head violently, and glanced around. The lively scene was still there. Why did he seem to hear the shouting?

Have you been cursed?

Or is it a woman’s resentment?

That’s not right!

If it is resentment, then it should fall on the demon spirit! He is the one who comes out to deceive people!

"Have you had enough fun? Come back as soon as you have enough!"

The voice sounded in Ye Nanxiao's mind, making Ye Nanxiao confirm that this was not an auditory hallucination.

And while the voice was slightly playful, it was also very familiar.

Ye Nanxiao suddenly jumped up, lifted up the demon spirit's long hair and got in. The big stamen was buried in the hair, like an ostrich grabbing its butt.

"Commander, what are you doing?" The demon spirit was confused by Ye Nanxiao's sudden move.

"I heard the devil's whisper!" Ye Nanxiao said seriously.

A black shadow stretched out from behind the demon spirit, pulling Ye Nanxiao, who was hidden in his hair, back to his original position, and continued to deal with the bald man.

Ye Nanxiao floated out of the Spirit Blossom Grass and found a small silver square shining on the back of his right hand.

"What about the devil's whisper? Is this the image that Gu Zai has in the mind of the military advisor? How disappointing!"

The devil's whispers continue!

Ye Nanxiao silently used his left hand to try to pull off the silver square on the back of his right hand.

"I can't take it off. It seems that this thing is causing me to have auditory hallucinations! It must be cured!" Ye Nanxiao turned his left hand into a knife and chopped it on his hand with the other hand.

"Try getting sick again!"

Raising the volume will double the effect.

Ye Huhu stopped his hand instantly and stood at attention.

"Answer, where are you, what are you doing, and when will you come back!" Gu Yuena's voice contained a bit of resentment.

"We'll talk about the beach and the festival tomorrow." Ye Nanxiao answered simply.

There was a burst of noise, and Ye Nanxiao decisively shifted his attention.

The statue has been erected, and the villagers are praying and dancing around the statue.

Different from dancing masters, the villagers of Zhulang Village danced war dance, holding wooden tridents and dancing vigorously.

A heroic force danced around the statue.

Silks of water mist swirled around the statue at some point.

In the mist, there seemed to be a figure formed by the mist, waving a trident.

"Seaside? No, come back!" Gu Yuena suddenly thought of what Ye Nanxiao was doing.

"It's started, it's dancing." Ye Nanxiao simply replied, his soul power flying, and he saw that the figure dancing in the mist was a light and shadow composed entirely of the power of faith!

A force of faith that is completely different from that of a small fishing village! A different way of faith!

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