Demon Change the Earth

The sound of music is like a clear spring, and the gazebo is classical and graceful, standing on a huge rock, facing a small river flowing from a mountain stream.

There are a few flat boats floating on the river, and the male and female foxes on the small boats, wearing coir raincoats, pass a shallow bridge hole, and come slowly towards the pavilion.

On both sides of the small river are towering mountains that can’t see the sun. Between the mountains, it’s like a line of sky. The suspended and dense cable bridges connect the mountains with the mountains, and the trees with the trees, like a dense spider web.

On both sides of the mountain are the gathering places of the fox clan in the bottomless cave and outside the hanging mountain. The small river in the first line of the world is the main way in and out, and the gazebo is the gateway.

Amidst the music, the mist billows and the water vapor fills the air. Fox girls in deep clothes, wide sleeves and classic costumes are located on both sides of the gazebo, holding various welcome utensils, indistinct in the mist, looking like a fairyland.

Ma Liang and Long Yi are in the front boat, a fox man is behind him with a pickaxe, and a fox girl is making tea behind him. In the other boats, besides the entourage, there are Qilin regiments and various official gifts.

Long Yi, this man who was born in a mysterious department and was responsible for mysterious missions and responsibilities, even in the face of Ma Liang, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he was not surprised by honor or disgrace, but at this moment, his rigid facial contours loosened, and his cold brows Wrinkled from the beginning, what I saw along the way was unbelievable, but it happened again in reality.

"In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling fished for a living. They walked along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly, they came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank, without miscellaneous trees, fresh grass, and colorful fallen flowers. Fishermen are very different. , go forward again, wanting to impoverish the forest.”

At the beginning of Ma Liang’s recitation of Peach Blossom Spring, on the boat behind him, an old man with a scholarly temperament could not help but respond: “When the forest runs out of water, there is a mountain with a small mouth, as if there is light. Let’s leave the boat and enter through the mouth. At the beginning, it was extremely narrow, and then it was clear to people. After walking for dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat and open, and the houses are like mulberry and bamboo. Like an outsider. With yellow hair hanging down, he is happy."

Ma Liang laughed, nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad, it fits the occasion."

The fox girl on the boat is masked in tulle, her figure is graceful and graceful, and her every move has a strange sense of beauty.

She walked slowly in front of Ma Liang. Under the tray was a pair of snow-like white wrists. On the tray was a cup of hot spiritual tea. Inside the tulle was a hazy pretty face with a pair of shy and seductive eyebrows. After squatting slightly, he waited for him to take the spirit tea, slowly got up, and said softly: "The Venerable is really in a good mood."

Ma Liang said with a smile: "I'm in love with the scene, besides, your family is also worthy of a Peach Blossom Spring."

"Since His Holiness likes it, why not stay here for a long time. The sisters all admire His Holiness, so they must be extremely happy."

Why do these words sound so weird, as if they meant something?

Ma Liang shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid I can't do it. I'm just an ordinary person, so I'm afraid I'm not worthy of this place."

"His Holiness is too self-effacing."

Ma Liang smiled, turned around and saw Long Yi looking at him with strange eyes.

"Do as the Romans do, sometimes pretending to be elegant can be regarded as cultivating one's sentiments, haha..."

Long Yi coughed, at this moment, the fox girl brought his spirit tea and said: "Please, honored guest."

Although this gesture is still polite, his Ma Liang's attitude can be described as worlds apart.

Long Yi took the teacup awkwardly, and in front of the fox girl, he said to Ma Liang in embarrassment: "Then Hu Zhenzhen is also like this?"

Ma Liang stretched himself and sat down on the bow of the boat, looking at the approaching pavilion and water pavilion, he replied in a very relaxed manner: "Not bad."

"This is really..."

Ma Liang smiled and said: "There are more exciting things happening in this world than this. We all watch the sky from the bottom of a well, but we only see the changes in the square inch around us. Sometimes we can't even see the square inch clearly." , So, don’t be absolute in everything, and don’t be too pessimistic.”

"……I got it."

"You... are not that stubborn."

"What you say makes sense, of course I listen...everything, everything,

There is no escape from this rationale. "

Ma Liang laughed when he heard the words, and said: "Well, just now you complimented me once."

Long Yi stopped talking, and looked at everything around him in a somewhat silent, complicated and even heavy manner.

His performance should be said to be extremely calm.

It’s the first time I’ve come here, seeing these fox tribes, and seeing their human feelings, I’m afraid that the three views of normal people will have to be overturned. The old man with a scholarly temperament is like entering a kingdom of daughters, and the fox girl beside him has become a little impatient with him.

In such a quiet and busy time, the pavilion and waterside pavilion are still approaching, but the music is still neither far nor near, neither urgent nor slow.

A group of seven or eight flat boats docked at the small pier, and suddenly a group of cloud pendulums in palace costumes appeared, surrounded by a figure like a fairy concubine.

Can't wait for Ma Liang to go ashore, Hu Zhenzhen's enthusiastic and unique voice came first: "Fellow Daoist...you really are a believer."

The previous "daoist friend" was a little anxious, a little anxious, and a little complicated. There was a pause in the middle, and it should be reminded by someone around him, and the following words were more "dignified and self-restraining".

Ma Liang laughed and jumped up from the bow of the boat. This time he specially dressed up in an ancient costume. When he walked slowly in the air, his Confucian robe with deep sleeves was fluttering in the wind, and he looked like an old man. A practitioner who came from the sky.

"Ma'am, are you all right?"

Hu Zhenzhen's veiled face was flushed, but her beautiful eyes shyly avoided, she lowered her head slightly, leaned over and said softly: "Zhenzhen is well, it's just that we have been separated for a long time, and I miss fellow Taoist very much."

"Ahem..."

Hu Chunniang coughed softly at the side, stared at Ma Liang with vigilant eyes, and half-protected Hu Zhenzhen behind her: "You have been promoted? Sequence 6!!"

"Of course!" Ma Liang smiled and said, "Chun Niang is still the same, you master and servant remind me of the White Snake and Xiaoqing in the Legend of the White Snake...Bai Gongzi, do you think they look alike?"

There is an extra person on the left of Hu Zhenzhen.

a man!

Still an extremely handsome, bewitching young man.

The first time Ma Liang saw him, he saw a lot of rich and complicated things in his eyes. In a flash of inspiration, he recognized who this man was.

Young Master Bai has already taken shape.

And became the same Sequence 7 as Fox Chunniang.

"Your Majesty's kindness and teachings in the past, Thirteen will always remember!"

Mr. Bai, that is, Hu Shisan bowed his head and saluted, and responded respectfully.

Ma Liang was a little complicated, and sighed a little: "Time flies so fast, the day I first met you still seems like yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, it's today."

"Things are different, and that's about it!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Fellow Daoist, this is not a place to reminisce about the past, please...ah, I forgot that there are honored guests, it's really rude, extremely rude!"

Hu Zhenzhen's reminder shifted the attention of the scene to a group of stunned and shocked men and women like puppets.

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