Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 222: Leave

"Lion dance?" Li Huowang's mind never turned around, and the slowly approaching thing in the distance didn't look like the lion dance in his impression.

First of all, in his impression, the festive lion dance is not a large piece of thin white cloth that looks dirty, and this so-called lion dance has no head at all!

There is a hazy white light source inside the white cloth held up. Through the lower end of the white cloth, it illuminates everything around, and what I see is the light below.

If it was just a piece of shiny white cloth, Li Huowangbing wouldn't think it was evil. What's more permeable is the shriveled palm prints shown on the white cloth

Under the illumination of the light source, the entire white cloth became transparent, and the palm prints, large or small, were clearly presented to Li Huowang.

As the lion dance approached, Li Huowang saw more details on the white cloth. There were white spikes, and there were many white spikes on the cloth, just like the white spikes on the spiritual flag being carried by other mourners.

Li Huowang looked down and looked at the lion's feet under the white cloth. What caught his eyes were some bare feet full of mud.

If the only thing on top of the lion dance is the feet under the white cloth, and the hands supporting the white cloth, it seems to dance with a certain rhythm at the same time.

Every time it dances and shakes, there will be some kind of sound of wooden poles hitting each other inside this large cloth, as if accompanied by an accompaniment.

"Senior Brother Li, it's alright. I've seen this kind of thing since I was a child, and I was scared to cry at the time. After watching it a few more times, I've long gotten used to it." Sun Baolu tried to help Li Huowang to dispel his concerns.

Li Huowang cautiously pulled the brass mask on his face with his hands, covering his face as much as possible.

"Sometimes what you're used to is not necessarily safe. Also, why doesn't this lion have a head?"

"Because none of them are apprentices, they are still apprentices. Only the master lion dancer is qualified to hang the lion's head. These boys are just taking advantage of no one to come out to practice at night."

After Sun Baolu explained to Li Huowang, he raised his head and shouted at the lion dance next to him. Judging from the tone, it seems to be some encouraging words.

However, this headless lion did not respond to Sun Baolu's words. They were like a long dead elephant lying on the ground, walking slowly past Li Huowang with a special melody.

After a while, the lion dance finally left, leaving Li Huowang with a gradually receding back.

"Senior Brother Li, look, there is nothing wrong. Qingqiu is different from other places. With the blessing of the **** of longevity, those evil spirits dare not make trouble."

Li Huowang, who was still alert, looked up at him, turned and walked towards the inn. "You guys are so stingy? Just bless this one?"

"This...that's what my people say anyway."

"Are these lion dancers taught by masters and disciples from generation to generation?"

"No, it's all inherited. There is a group of people in Qingqiu who teach lion dance. I heard it's called the Lion Dance Palace."

"Lion Dance Palace?" Li Huowang murmured and repeated this word. He always felt that he had heard it somewhere, but now he was forced to think about it, but he couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, when Li Huowang was thinking hard about this problem, the monk beside him who was holding his fingers stomped his feet anxiously, and hurriedly said: "Taoist, something's wrong! There's something wrong with those lion dancers!"

"Huh?" Li Huowang looked at the hallucination of the monk beside him in astonishment, "What's wrong?"

"You didn't count just now? The numbers don't match! There are more hands supporting the cloth than the feet below! There are more hands and fewer feet, so you can't count! There must be something wrong with those people!"

"Wait!" As Li Huowang recalled the scene just now, his body became cold

If it wasn't for the monk's reminder, he almost didn't realize it. Why is the lion dance more hands-on? !

"Senior Brother Li?" Looking at Li Huowang who was standing there talking to himself, Sun Baolu took a few steps back with some fear.

Just when Sun Baolu planned to keep talking nonsense to the other party, then he immediately went back to find other people with chains, and saw Senior Brother Li walking inside with a crutch.

"Bao Lu, don't sleep today, the two of us will keep watch!"

"Ah? Hey! It's fine!" Although he didn't know why he had to keep a vigil in the inn, Sun Baolu complied.

At the third watch that night, Sun Baolu saw Senior Brother Li who didn't blink an eye, suddenly stood up, and told them to start their journey.

Although the others were a little puzzled why they suddenly rushed at night, they complied. They lost some gold and silver, and there were a few more bags of highland barley on the carriage. and dozens of sheep.

"I'm good at this, I'm good at this! When I was begging for food when I was a child, I gave a wealthy family a goat for two years!" Thanks to Lu Zhuangyuan's volunteering, he was temporarily qualified for the position of shepherd.

Under the moonlight, they left the Women's Mountain. From time to time, Li Huowang looked behind him with a solemn expression. Coupled with the tiredness of not sleeping all night, his face was very ugly.

Seeing this face, everyone felt that something was happening.

The doubtful Chun Xiaoman came to Sun Baolu with his sword in hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Senior Brother Li? Isn't he by your side all the time? You used to accompany Junior Sister Bai to play, why is it after one night? , become this virtuous?"

Sun Baolu hesitated, and finally told Chun Xiaoman in a low voice. "I don't know either, obviously nothing happened. Maybe..."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice a little further, almost the size of a mosquito flying. "Maybe Senior Brother Li is sick again... Didn't he always say that someone was hurting him before?"

Xiaoman glanced at the nervous Li Huowang again, turned and walked over to Bai Lingmiao to understand the situation.

But until the river to rest, Chun Xiaoman was still confused and didn't know what happened.

"Set up the pot and light the collected sheep dung under the pot!"

A few people dispersed and started digging for wild vegetables.

Gouwa's eyes suddenly lit up~IndoMTL.com~ He clasped the two entangled grasshoppers with his hands. He carefully broke the grasshopper's legs and wings with his fingers and put them into his waist. in the bag.

"The land in Qingqiu is fat. I've caught a plate of hard vegetables in such a short time."

After tightening the cloth bag, he lay down on the ground again and continued to rummage through the grass.

Soon his attention came to a small clump of thorns. His black-stained fingernails firmly cut off a tender thorn and tore off the barbed skin along the edge. Exposing the emerald green core inside.

Put this green core in my mouth and chew it, and the dog baby has a satisfied expression on his face. This wild vegetable has been eaten by himself, and it tastes good, a bit like crispy celery.

Just as he was about to put these tender thorns in a pot, a basket suddenly appeared in front of the dog and startled him.

He looked up and found that it was Chun Xiaoman's basket. After the woman put down the basket, she turned and walked towards Li Huowang, whose expression remained unchanged.

"When you go back, take it home by the way."