King Lingshan listened to the screams of the mountain and the tsunami, and boarded the gorgeous and tall chariot. The tiger will be transformed into the original form of a fierce tiger, and he will come to pull the cart to atone for his sins. The chariot started slowly, and the guard of honor of the demon soldiers was ready to go.
Outside the east gate of the palace wall, the demon heads were swarming, shoulder to shoulder, all looking up, not knowing what they were waiting for. I just heard a loud voice from the tower at the top of the city, spreading far away:
"Dear relatives and friends of the demon clan, welcome you to Fengyue City and enjoy delicious food and wine. Whether you are a little demon, a big demon, or a half demon, please have fun tonight!"
Under the palace wall, countless little demons cheered and cheered.
"We have a grand event, whose gift is it?"
The demons shouted, "King Lingshan!"
"Who will lead the demon clan to become stronger?"
"King Lingshan!"
The roar was like the tide, one wave after another. If the sky is covered, I am afraid it has been torn apart.
Meng Xueli asked Chi Chu through a voice transmission: "Who is talking upstairs in the tower?"
They were mixed in the tide of the demon group, and the mirage beasts spit out weak demonic aura, which was inconspicuous.
Chi Chu snorted softly: "The blood vine demon, now he is the palace chief of Lingshan."
Meng Xueli thought, Yellow Tiger, Purple Fox, White Crane, Blue Eagle, Blood Vine, Lingshan will open a paint shop? As expected of a demon who likes painting, look at this colorful.
The shouts continued to rise, the demons were in a frenzy state, their eyes were blurred, and the smell of wine filled the air. Meng Xueli felt something was wrong: "Are they all drunk?"
Bi You whispered: "When you went out at dusk, the demon soldiers distributed free wine in the city, saying that it was the grace of the King of Lingshan. Tonight, I will have fun with the people."
Ruan Hui: "It is said that the wine can strengthen the demon bones and increase the demon power. Everyone is rushing to drink it."
Meng Xueli frowned slightly.
After several rounds of questions and answers, the gate of the majestic palace city opened, hundreds of demon soldiers cleared the way, and the group of demons made a commotion and gave way.
The guards of honor were vast and lined up in six columns, all holding black flags with giant snakes embroidered with gold thread on the black flags, fluttering in the wind; then the beautiful demons with lanterns, long skirts fluttering, smiling, throwing down The sky is full of petals, and the pearls are bright.
The group of demons looked forward to it, and the giant chariot of Lingshan finally drove out of the palace gate. The wheels rolled over and the earth shook.
Chi Chu received a few spirit beads from the sky, smiled sarcastically, and followed the surrounding little monsters and shouted: "Thank you, king, long live the king."
Meng Xueli was short, so he had to tap his toes, and vaguely saw a black figure sitting behind the bead curtain of the carriage.
There are many ghosts and shadows around, the sky is full of shadows of flowers, and the shadows of lights are dazzling, but he does not move like a mountain, and accepts the worship of all people.
For a while, Meng Xueli felt very unfamiliar and a little ridiculous: Is this really Lingshan? Did they ever exist when they traveled together
King Lingshan's chariot drove ten feet away from the palace gate, and wherever he went, the group of demons cheered. The demon soldier launched another huge iron car with a high mast on which a snow-white sable skin was hung. The mink dipped from the top of the pole, reaching the ground.
From a distance, it looks like a small snow-capped mountain rises from the ground, standing in front of the palace gate, reflecting the moonlight and fireworks in the night sky.
When the demons saw this, they didn't know what they remembered. There was a moment of silence, and the discussion broke out.
"This is the King of Snow Mountain..."
"It's really a big one, it's a pity."
"It's just winning the king and losing the bandit."
The fire frame was ignited by the demon fire, and the raging flames instantly engulfed the "snow mountain", causing it to "melt" at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thick smoke billowed, and ashes fluttered in the wind. Some of the little demons got a little closer, and they were choked and coughed again and again.
Bi You and Ruan Hui's eyes were complicated, and they stared at Meng Xueli with a hint of sadness.
Meng Xueli choked, and the sound transmission explained: "Fake leather. It's not mine!"
The two half-demons turned their eyes again and looked at Ashes of Mink Fur, and their mood became even more complicated—a dignified demon king in Lingshan, even if Mink Fur wanted to fake it, it was very shameless.
Meng Xueli patted the two of them: "Enough of the excitement, it's time to get down to business."
Chi Chu pointed to the team of beautiful demons in the palace skirt, and jokingly said, "Bi You wants to see if there is Xiaoluan."
Bi You strongly denied: "No, what nonsense!"
Ruan Hui whispered: "Anyway, I can always see you tonight. You said before that she can sing."
They walked out of the fanatical demon group and went to the West Palace Gate. There were already the entourage of the Red Master, waiting in the white deer chariot of the "Kunshan King". After all, the invitation to enter the palace is naturally also the landlord's.
The Demon King's Palace occupies a vast area and is divided into four gates, east, west, north and south. The guard of honor of the King of Lingshan leaves from the east gate, patrols the city for three weeks, and accepts tens of thousands of demons to worship.
The demon kings of all parties who received the invitation of the palace banquet entered the palace from Ximen, and waited for the return of Lingshan from the parade, and the night banquet officially began. This east and one west, one in and one out, is similar to the human emperor accepting the worship of the princes, which is enough to show the status of Lingshan.
The canopy of the West Palace Gate is like a cloud, and all kinds of birds and beasts pull carts. Chi Chu looked around, there were even hundreds of demon kings here, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he didn't see the crab cart of the Great King Baihe.
Meng Xueli reached into his sleeve and pinched the tail of the mirage: "Get up. Lingshan knows Chichu's demonic aura, you need to help cover it up."
The mirage who has cultivated a little, is no longer the lazy milk mirage of the past, and answered confidently: "No problem."
The palace chief, the blood vine demon, went down to the East Tower, came here to preside over the overall situation, and arranged the demon soldiers and demon attendants to entertain the demon kings of all parties. All kinds of chariots drove into the palace gate one after another. The Demon King's Palace was magnificent, luxurious and splendid. The local Demon King toured all the way.
Among these demon kings, some have competed for territory, and old grudges have not disappeared; some met for the first time, but they did not like each other. Most of them are carnivorous monsters, and it is natural for them to be aggressive. At this time, the gathering did not break out, but it still showed a harmonious and happy atmosphere. Half of it was because of the banquet's "stop war" rule, and I was faintly afraid of the might of Lingshan; , for the time being too lazy to fight.
When they reached the square in front of the hall, the kings stopped and got off the chariots one after another, and only brought two or three of their favorite entourages with them. The demons passed by the dome of the Demon King's Palace, but saw that the gate of the palace was closed.
You Yao wondered and asked: "Tonight's feast is not in the hall? It is said that this hall took three years to build, and it is the most magnificent in the palace. Why not let us have a feast for the eyes?"
The blood vine demon smiled and replied: "The king holds a banquet in the garden in the palace. The flowers are blooming, the wine pond and the meat forest are better than the palace."
Coinciding with the gentle night wind and the fragrant fragrance of flowers and wine, all the demons dissipated their doubts and continued to move forward, while complimenting:
"It's still the king who pays attention." "The king is very elegant!"
Meng Xueli's eyes changed slightly, and when he saw it with his divine sense, thousands of auras in the night sky were shining brightly, all of them converging here, like a translucent net. This hall is the center of the Fengyue City Great Array. What exactly is in the hall? I am afraid that only Lingshan and his confidants know about it.
Although it is called a garden, it is more like a flower forest, with tall trees beside the road, flowers in clusters, and lanterns hanging high. At the end of the stone road, a lake suddenly appeared in front of him.
The pool water reflects the moonlight, lights and sparkling waves. The smoky wind in the summer night turned out not to be water, but a pond full of wine, making the demon drunk before drinking it.
Meng Xueli was about to signal his companions to cover their mouths and noses, but the mirage first breathed quietly, replacing the airtight smell of alcohol around them with the faint scent of green bamboo and peach blossoms.
This move was unexpected by Meng Xueli: "Yes!"
The mirage flicked its tail.
There is an open stone flat by the lake, and banquets are held on the flat. The high-level main seat is vacant, and the drapery curtain is low, waiting for the king of Lingshan to take his seat. The blood vine demon invites the demon kings to take the seats at the bottom of the seat, which are basically arranged according to the depth of the demon power and the size of the territory.
When a demon was led to a remote location, he was dissatisfied and refused to take a seat. For a time, the scene was chaotic, the out-of-town demons who were booing, the local demons watching the excitement, and the palace servants pulling the racks were noisy.
A demon is a demon, even if he becomes a demon king and lives in a palace, and turns into a human figure and wears fancy clothes, he doesn't pay attention to the "modesty and politeness". In this way, the demon king Lingshan is the most like a "human", both aesthetically and mentally.
Meng Xueli walked back calmly, sitting in the most remote corner, but it was easy to observe the audience.
Some demon kings were already seated, and the attendant demons they brought stood behind them with their heads bowed, responsible for pouring wine, making tea, and serving melons and fruits. Chi Chu, Bi You, and Ruan Hui saw this and learned to do it in a decent manner.
Meng Xueli suspected that Que Xianming had changed his identity again and became the attendant of some demon king. His eyes swept over each inconspicuous little demon, and he found nothing, but some of the little demons met his bright eyes, misunderstood, blushed, their eyes wandered or stared straight at him.
Meng Xueli got up helplessly: "Not here, go to the other side."
The battle for seats here has not yet come to an end, and on the other side of the wine pool, a group of dancers, singers, and music groups are waiting to perform for the banquet.
Chi Chu's voice transmission said: "Let me ask one question first, what if I find Que Xianming later, what if he refuses to go with us?"
Meng Xueli looked at the drunken group of demons, and the ominous feeling became stronger: "Just knock them out and take them away, and let's talk about it after leaving Fengyue City!"
When Que Xianming has come this far, he must not give up easily. Reasonable persuasion is too time-consuming.
The performers who were waiting were dressed in gorgeous dance dresses and heavy make-up, so they couldn't see their true faces. The lakeside is full of alcohol, and all kinds of demons are mixed in it, and it is not easy to distinguish.
The musicians tuned the strings, the singers opened their voices, the dancers pressed their legs, and the harpies who were close to each other gathered together to laugh.
When the little demons saw a big demon approaching, they closed their mouths and saluted. Meng Xueli signaled that there was no need, and smiled: "You guys are busy, this king just walk around."
"The King of Kunshan" is a game of flowers, with ease on the surface, sweating in his hands, and the heart is fortunate that the Taoist companion is not there.
Meng Xueli stopped in front of the Bird of Paradise Dancer and asked casually, "Why don't you see 'Xinxue' tonight? I saw it in the Red Chamber before, and she danced well."
All the demons know that the "Kunshan King" and the landlord are old acquaintances, and they live in the Zhuli Pavilion of the "Red Dust Drunk Dream Building".
The Bliss Bird Demon was puzzled and looked left and right: "I was still here just now. Please wait a moment for the big demon, and I will go look for him."
Meng Xueli breathed a sigh of relief, she was still fine.
Ruan Hui stretched out his hand, pointed to the messy area of the skirt, and whispered to Bi You, "Look, is that Xiao Luan?"
Seeing Bi You, she turned to hide, but was pushed by Chi Chu.
"What are you afraid of, go." Chi Chu's eyes lit up, "Hey, don't go, she's here to find you."
Xiaoluan ran quickly: "Biyou, you're here."
"You look so good in this dress, like a phoenix. The bead hairpin on your head is also beautiful." Bi You praised, regretting her stupid mouth, and keenly found that her expression was wrong. Although she smiled, there was a trace of worry between her brows. : "Why, aren't you happy?"
"I'm very happy that you can come." Xiaoluan said, "but I have a friend who also said that he would come tonight, and he hasn't been seen until now. I didn't see him yesterday, so I'm a little worried."
She originally planned to say goodbye to the painter after the conference, leave Fengyue City, and return to the mountains and forests of her hometown.
Bi You said with concern: "What kind of monster is your friend? Let me help you find it?"
"He is tall and thin, he wears plain clothes, his body is a snake, and he smiles very softly..." Xiaoluan pulled out a smile, "I'm afraid you won't find it. I asked many friends in the palace just now, and they all said that from I haven't seen him. Oh, forget it, there are so many monsters tonight, how do you find them? Be careful to bump into the big monster. I don't look for it anymore, maybe there is no fate to say goodbye."
"Goodbye? Where are you going?" Bi You was at a loss.
"I want to leave Fengyue City, and you..."
Before she could finish speaking, a shout interrupted her: "Little Luan!"
The thrush stepped forward quickly, inserted between the two demons, pulled up the girl and left: "Your Majesty's guard of honor has returned to the palace, the banquet will start soon, are you still chatting here?!"
Xiaoluan smiled, turned around and waved to Bi You: "Let's talk when I finish singing."
Bi You smirked, blushing. It wasn't until the other side's slender figure was heavily obscured that he raised his hand and waved it after realizing it.
"The King of Lingshan is here!" With the sound of the blood vine demon, the group of demons returned to their positions, and the noise subsided.
Meng Xueli's heart tightened, but there was still no sign of the sparrow around, so he had to walk back to the banquet, bowing his head and salute with the group of demons.
After waiting for a while, I heard the movement of the chariot approaching.
"Long live the king!"
"Get up." Lingshan's voice was low, implying majesty.
When the demons raised their heads again, the King of Lingshan had already taken his seat on the throne, separated from the banquet below the steps by a layer of silk.
Chi Chu did not feel angry and said: "This kind of special shark veil is isolated from the prying eyes of demon power, and only one side can transmit light. We can't see his true face, and we can't figure out his joys and anger, but he can see our actions clearly. Childish means, perverted stuff."
Meng Xueli asked, "How do you know?"
Chi Chu: "I donated it back then."
"...How much merit have you done?" Meng Xueli was making fun of Chi Chu when his face suddenly changed: "There is more than one Lingshan on the throne!"
The strength of his consciousness is not what it used to be, and when he looks at it carefully, a gauze curtain can't stop it.
I saw Lingshan leaning against the throne, steady as a rock, holding a thin little demon in his arms. The appearance that is three-point similar to himself is not a bird, but who else can it be
Meng Xueli's eyes darkened.
How the hell did this happen
The author has something to say: Qu Xianming: Have a good time
Meng Xueli: Playing Qiuliao