The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 111 City God Temple (2)

Zhong Rui glanced at Song Lanyi, snorted coldly, and said in the coldest tone, "I advise you to stay away from me, because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because my dad won't let me play with you!"

Song Lanyi:?

Damn it, your concubine has taken so much, and you still play the trick of being an innocent and dutiful son with me?

Could this be the legend of using the cruelest tone and saying the softest words?

Song Lanyi glanced at him strangely, and just as she was about to change direction and walk in another direction, she saw that Zhong Rui was out of sorts, covering his buttocks, and jumped back.

Like a rabbit.

But she's not as pretty as Xue Ji.

Song Lanyi made a fair evaluation from the bottom of her heart.

Today's poetry meeting is to welcome the new year. It does not involve government affairs, but only beautiful ideals for the future.

Therefore, the whole poetry meeting was very lively.

Those who paint, those who play the piano, those who sing...

Song Lanyi felt like she was visiting a temple fair and nodded repeatedly.

Don't tell me, this painting... is really pretty.

An idea suddenly popped up in Song Lanyi's mind, and she patted her brother's shoulder kindly, "Brother, are you free?"

"Qianha?"

This is a brother with an accent.

Song Lanyi smiled and said, "Look...how do I do? Draw me a picture, what do you think?"

The eldest brother glanced at Song Lanyi and unexpectedly said calmly, "Song Lanyi, fine, as long as you don't mind me painting you so beautifully."

Song Lanyi laughed and said, "How is it possible? The proportion of my facial features has reached its peak and can no longer be perfect."

The elder brother was silent when he heard this.

Your sister, I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen you be so shameless.

He glanced at Song Lanyi and said helplessly, "Okay, then you can sit there."

Since the last literary meeting, almost most of the literati in Dingyuan City know Song Lanyi.

Seeing this scene, the people nearby cheered and gathered around.

Zhu Xulin couldn't stand it any longer, so he jumped up from his stool, and regardless of King Ming's eyes, he rushed to the painter's side like a monkey in the sky.

He said excitedly, "I'll paint too!"

Unfortunately, his voice was drowned in the crowd.

Zhu Xu was furious and started writing.

They all look down on him, right?

When he picked up the paintbrush, the elder brother had to admit that Zhong Rui was like a fool when he insisted on marrying Song Lanyi. This was true in terms of beauty misleading people.

Then the familiar problem comes again...

How on earth could such a rough guy like Song Hanhai have such a beautiful and outstanding daughter?

At this time, Song Hanhai, who was far away in the south, suddenly sneezed.

He felt the hot and humid air in the jungle and couldn't help but become silent.

This weather... sneezing?

Are you kidding me?

At this moment, his thoughts could not help but empty out for a moment.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"It's a new year..." He sighed slightly and looked towards the north, as if he wanted to cross the mountains, rivers and lakes to see the person in Dingyuan City, Shuobei.

"Old Song, what are you thinking about? Today's tasks are completed. Let's go back for a walk. Damn it, I feel itchy all over after spending a day in this ghost forest."

Song Hanhai came back to his senses when he heard the sound.

He wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his dirty, bloody and cracked hand, flicked out a drop of crystal, and then strode forward.

Along the way, he shouted, "Here we come!"

When he mixed with the team, taking advantage of the moonlight, someone wiped the blood on his face and gritted his teeth and said, "These people in the Southern Territory are simply crazy! If we hadn't come here, I'm afraid we would have thought that the Southern Territory is really

As those officials said, it's thriving."

Song Hanhai changed his old naive look, his eyes darkened, "What are the gods, demons, and the so-called city gods and underworlds, what are real and what are fake? Is there really a world for the dead after death?

"

This inquiry actually made the people present shiver in the hot dense forest.

True or false, life or death, which one is right...

After a long time, a person rubbed his arm and said tentatively, "Maybe the world is so big... that it contains all kinds of wonders."

He even made a joke to liven up the atmosphere, "If there really is a world after death that can make us immortal, maybe this is also good news."

After hearing this, everyone relaxed and laughed.

But only Song Hanhai still frowned, "Gods are promoted from ghosts, and ghosts are transformed by humans. In this world, gods are not scary, it is difficult to get rid of the gods in the heart. Ghosts are not scary, only the human heart is scared.

Like a ghost."

These words caused the crowd, which had been relaxed just a moment ago, to fall silent again.

Suddenly, someone spoke, "I once heard a piece of news. I heard that Medicine Saint is now settled in the south. If we can invite him to take charge, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone shook his head and laughed, "The reason why a saint is a saint is that he transcends and becomes a saint."

The man from before was dissatisfied, "We are doing serious things. As a saint, what will happen if he comes to help us?"

"Then go and tell him."

The man who spoke suddenly lost his arrogance.

The reason why a saint is a saint is that if ordinary people can control it, is he still a saint?

After chatting all the way, when they walked out of the jungle, everyone took a look at the strange and eerie Chenghuang Temple under the cover of night, and their nerves suddenly tightened.

Someone wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let's go, what's so interesting about that thing? It won't bring bad luck."

When Song Hanhai heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He subconsciously glanced back and saw the stern temple.

For a moment, he even had the illusion of seeing a clay sculpture in the Chenghuang Temple.

It was originally a statue made of clay, but at this moment, it actually felt evil and bloodthirsty.

Song Hanhai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and walked forward quickly.

It wasn't until they left the sight that a group of people walked out of the City God's Temple in the dark night.

The one at the head was a man of slightly short stature, with a pale skin that was almost white, but his cheeks looked bright red as if they were thickly smeared with powder.

His eyes were raised upward, his face was ferocious, and his lips were as red as blood. If someone came closer and took a closer look, they could even smell a faint fishy smell.

Behind him, there was a matrix of about forty or fifty people.

These people may have fat heads and big ears, or they may be wearing brocade clothes and satin, and some may even be holding water and fire sticks from the yamen.

There's just one thing... there's no exception.

That is, they are all covered in robes similar to sheepskin.

The robe was wide and white, as if it had been tempered.

As soon as you get closer, you can clearly smell a strong fishy smell.

Until you see the hoods hanging down their heads, where is the hood?

That was clearly the human face that was stitched back on after the skin was peeled off!

(End of chapter)