Legend of the Evil God Chapter 586: A horror song
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Listening to Buchanata's words, I stood up angrily and looked at Buchanata coldly and said, "A fair lady, gentleman is so begging. Since Miss Sila is unmarried, I haven't married yet. , You can naturally pursue it. You are so overbearing to stop my pursuit. It is absolutely impossible. You don’t have to threaten me. If you want to kill me, you can do it now!"
Looking at me, who was furious, Bukenata was stunned for a while, asking him to kill the flames so brutally and aggressively in front of Sidela, that’s absolutely impossible, but If you don't kill him and let him get close to Stila, that would worry him too much!
On the other side, Stila muttered the words I just said in a daze, with a strange brilliance in her eyes, and muttered: "Fairy lady, gentleman please!"
For a long time, Silka raised her head in ecstasy, and said in admiration: "Mr. She is really good at every word, Silka has been taught!"
Seeing that Silka admired the flames so much, Bukenata was going to go crazy. He turned around and said to Silka eagerly: "Sidela, you know, there are contradictions between us. Yan has no good intentions, he must want to fight me with a sword, he doesn't really want to pursue you!"
Hahahahaha...
Without waiting for Silka to speak, I laughed up to the sky, and while Silka and Buchanata looked at me at the same time, I despised: "Bukenata, you look at yourself too high, I Although Lieyan is mediocre, he is not so despicable as to rely on deceiving feelings to hit the enemy!"
Speaking of which, I turned my head to look at Silka, and said sincerely: "What's more, any man admires Miss Silka's appearance and wisdom. I am pursuing her with pure sincerity. !"
After hearing what I said, Sidilla was shocked. At the same time, Bukenata also showed a look of doubt. Taking this opportunity, I slowly raised my right hand and said solemnly: "Here, Lie Yan swears to the God of Creation, and Lieyan sincerely admires Miss Sila. If he has the slightest heart to retaliate, he is willing to accept God's sanctions!"
Seeing that I actually swear in the name of the God of Creation, Bukenata has no words, and can make any oath, but once he swears in the name of the God of Creation, it is absolutely true, otherwise , Sanctions will come immediately!
Sidila glanced at me lightly, and then faintly said: "Thank you, Mr., for your love, but... the relationship between the little girl and the husband is purely a relationship between literary friends, and it will definitely not involve others!"
Speaking of this, Silka turned to Bukenata and said calmly: "Sidela is not a frivolous woman, she just admires Mr. Lieyan’s literary talent, don’t have other intentions, if you do harm to him, Silka Swear to the God of Creation, Stila will no longer pay attention to you for life, if you violate it, heaven will die!"
Hearing what Stila said was so decisive, even though Bukenata gritted his teeth with hatred, he couldn't attack on the spot. He looked hard at me without knowing how many eyes, but couldn't help me. For a moment... The atmosphere inside is extremely suppressed.
With a bitter smile, I stood up abruptly and held a fist to Stila: "Miss Stila, most people here don't welcome me. If I continue to stay, it will only annoy everyone, so... Let Lieyan leave!"
After speaking, she didn't care about Stila's retention, and she walked out of the hut and went home by herself. Seeing this strange man, Stila couldn't help but fall into thought.
Other men, seeing her all linger, try to stay longer, only this man is different, come as you want, talk as you want, leave as you like, unrestrained and unrestrained, and he is in his mind , Has a similarity!
Thinking of him who might be rare in his life, Stila suddenly became sad and depressed. After having a party, he went back to the backyard to rest.
After a few days of peace, I didn't even go to Stila, and I was busy searching for information from the second prince every day, so that I could use it as an envoy to the 12 countries.
In the evening three days later, when I returned home, the butler handed out an invitation. When I looked carefully, it was Stila who invited me to the poem meeting!
I frowned, I didn't want to provoke this poor woman anymore, but I didn't want to go, it was too rude, hesitated again and again, I'm going to go again!
After packing, I did not wear the tuxedo anymore, but put on the black dragon armor, and rushed to the date place-Tinglan Shige in a light armor.
Tinglan Shige is one of the most famous places in the Fragrant City. People who don't have a bit of literary talent are hard to get in. There are a large number of literati and guests coming and going every day, and even a few officials don't want to come in.
When I arrived at the entrance of Tinglan Shige, I was stopped. Obviously...the people who came here to participate in today's poetry meeting were all literati and inkmen, all dressed in Confucian costumes, armored like me Yes, I'm afraid I was the first person since the completion of Tinglan Shige!
However, I am not willing to come by myself. I gently took out the invitation that Sidilla gave me and handed it to the doorkeeper. After carefully reading my invitation, the two doorkeepers Suddenly shocked, he bowed and let me in.
There are so many people here today, there are more than 200 people, all of them look liu and elegant, and the grade is obviously higher than that of the day. Seeing me dressed in light armor, I couldn’t help but throw at me at the same time. Got a weird glance.
I smiled slightly, I didn't say much, but I found a short couple and sat down. Since I had been busy all day, I hadn't eaten yet, so I picked up the chopsticks and wine glasses and started eating and drinking.
For a long time, I had the spirit of drinking and eating. At this moment, one person shouted, Princess Silka said, suddenly...the crowd moved away from both sides, and Princess Silka served the maid. Next, Lianbu walked in gently.
Under the background of all the stars holding the moon, Sidela walked to the main seat with a smile on her face, and after a while, sat down slightly.
Just as everyone was about to take the opportunity to express themselves, Sidela raised her head fiercely, scanned the hall, and said softly: "I wonder if Mr. Lieyan has come?"
Everyone was stunned when I heard that the talented woman took the initiative to inquire about someone. At the same time, my scalp was numb. I knew very well that tonight, I was in a catastrophe. Stila must not do it. Out of bad intentions, but when she asked, I suddenly became the public enemy of the men in the audience. With the addition of a Bukenata, I had a lot of fun tonight!
However, I naturally have to answer questions about talented women. Otherwise, it would be very disrespectful. I stood up helplessly, hugged Silka from a distance and said, "Miss Lao cares. Lieyan has arrived!"
Seeing that I was wearing armor, Silka was taken aback for a moment, and then recognized me, and waved happily: "How can Mr. Lieyan be so remote, I should sit down at Silka's side seat. Di La can ask for advice anytime!"
With a bitter smile, I turned my head and looked at it, indeed... I am now leaning against a dark corner with almost no people around, it can be called a single figure, but... Even so, I still can’t I agreed to Stila's request, if I did go, then I would become a target of public criticism!
Thinking of this, I smiled slightly and said faintly: "Thank you Miss Stila for showing her love, Lieyan is very comfortable here, and that position is reserved for more talented and prestigious people to come and sit!" /
Seeing that Stila cares about this person so much, everyone is very atmosphere, most of the literati are proud, and when they see Stila actually invite him to sit down, they can't swallow this breath.
However, seeing this person knows the whole thing, knowing that he shouldn’t sit in that position, everyone can’t help but cast a look at Lieyan in contempt, and secretly said: This kid is also very interesting, otherwise, I’ll have to let him. He is ugly! "
But Stila refused to let this opportunity pass. In the past three days, she had been very confident that Lieyan would visit her door. After all... she had already sent out an invitation. If it were placed in someone else, it must have been long ago. Visited her.
But what makes Stila depressed is that after three consecutive days, this person didn't even show his face and couldn't bear it. With a thought, Stila held this poem meeting and sent out an invitation. to be honest! Today's poem meeting is actually for him!
Actually, Stila doesn’t know what’s wrong with her heart. On the one hand, she still loves him deeply, but on the other hand, she also likes Lieyan’s unrestrained and unrestrained literary talent. I hope I can stay with him more and listen to his soul-shaking language.
Finally, I finally saw Lieyan, but I never thought that this person would not accept her invitation, frowned slightly, and Silky pulled tightly and said: "Sir, do you want Silka to come over in person? Are you? Or...Sidela moved over?"
When I heard Stila’s words, I couldn’t help but smile. I knew that this girl did what she said. If she doesn’t insist on it and let her move over, it will be a big offense. It’s better to go to her side seat. Sit down and proceed with caution.
Thinking of this, I stood up with a wry smile and held a fist to Stila: "Since the young lady is showing love like this, Lieyan has no choice but to respect Cong Ming!"
While speaking, I stepped forward and went to sit down next to Silka. When I looked at Silka, Silka was only one meter away from me, smiling towards me. Watching.
Slightly stunned, when she was about to avoid the past, Sylla opened her teeth lightly, and said crisply: "What are you doing these days, sir?"
I smiled slightly. When I was about to answer, there was a huge announcement at the door. At the same time, Bukenata's voice rang: "Sister Sila, I'm late again!"
Hearing the sound, Silka and I looked at the door at the same time, and we walked in through the door with a big smile holding a bunch of flowers in our hands.
I walked up to Sila, and Bukenata said sincerely: "Sister Sila, these are 99 love flowers I just picked from 99 cities. I hope you will always be as beautiful as these flowers! "
Sidila happily took the big bouquet of flowers, and sweetly said to Bukenata: "Thank you for pulling, Brother Bukenata!"
Afterwards, Sidilla pointed to the position on the right hand side and said to Bukenata: "You take a break, you must be very tired after running so many roads!"
Bukenata pretended to wipe his forehead, and laughed, "Not tired, not tired...As long as you like Silka, I can pick it for you every day!"
When I said this, Bukenata suddenly saw me, his face changed slightly, and he looked at me disdainfully and said: "You said it early, huh!"
With a cold snort, Bukenata didn't say much. After smiling at Stila, Bukenata went to the right seat and sat down proudly.
Holding the flowers with joy, Stila turned to me, and while showing the flowers, she asked delicately: "Mr. Lieyan, do you think these flowers are beautiful?"
I smile secretly in my heart, girl, why do you like flowers so much? It's just a big handful of grass, what is good or not?
If this bouquet was given by someone else, I would definitely nod and praise the flowers as beautiful, bright, and beautiful, as beautiful as Silka, but since these flowers were given by Bukenata, I would not That said.
Looking at Silka coldly, I said flatly: "Sidela, do you really think these flowers are beautiful?"
Sidela looked at me in amazement, and said in a puzzled way: "Yes! These flowers are very beautiful, and Silka's favorite is this love flower, how beautiful!"
At this time, Bukenata heard our conversation and said contemptuously: "Boy, I know you don’t see Silka like the things I send, but the fact is the fact. No one can say that these flowers are not beautiful. !"
Huh!
I snorted and looked at the flower in Sidella's hand. I said solemnly: "Is it beautiful? Except for a bunch of flower corpses, I didn't see anything!"
Looking at Stila deeply, I said seriously: "In your hands, I only see the bleak, tragic, and can't feel the beauty at all. With a bunch of flower corpses in your hand, you can really Do you feel beautiful?"
Quiet! Deathly silence, listening to my words, everyone was stunned. No one had ever said this before, but when I think about it carefully, these flowers that have lost their lives are not flower corpses, and what are they?
Mr...I...
When I heard what I said, Silka panicked, and when she looked in her hand again, the flowers that had been so beautiful before were red like blood at this moment, making her scared.
Turning my head to look at Bukenata, I shook my head and said: "The agapanthus is beautiful, but the agapanthus is most beautiful only when it naturally blooms under the sunlight and rain and dew. You give a bunch of flower corpses to Miss Sila is making a gift. Take a closer look. These flowers that have lost their vitality are just flowers that are about to decay?
Pap!
When I heard what I said, finally, Silk pulled the big bouquet of flowers in her hand and fell to the ground with a clatter, suddenly...the petals were scattered, the branches and leaves flew randomly.
Looking at the flowers falling all over the ground, I couldn't help but think of a section of "Burial Flower Yin" in the Dream of Red Mansions. For a time, I felt very touched. I slowly bent down and started to pick up the flowers one by one. stand up.
Mumbling, full of feelings, I softly and lowly chanted:
The flowers are flying all over the sky on the flower pavilion, who is pity for the red silk fragrance? The gossamer is soft on the floating spring pavilion, and the flocculation is lightly touched by the embroidered curtain.
The daughter of my boudoir cherishes the spring evening, she is full of melancholy and has nowhere to complain; she picks up the flowers out of the embroidered curtain, and toss the flowers back and forth.
Willows and elm pods are from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei; Tao and plum will be reposted next year, who do you know in the next year?
The fragrant nest was first established in March, Liang Jianyan is too ruthless! Although the flowers can be pecked next year, they will go to Liang Kong's nest too!
Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind knife and the frost sword are pressing hard; how long will the bright Xianyan be, and it is difficult to find once drifting.
The blooming of flowers is easy to see and the fall is hard to find, and the sorrow before the steps kills the flower burial person; the flower **** secretly sheds tears, and the empty branches see blood.
Dujuan was speechless at dusk, and He Ho returned to cover the heavy door; the blue lantern illuminated the wall and the people fell asleep for the first time, and the cold rain knocked on the window and was not warm.
To blame Nong's things is both painful, half annoyed by Lianchun and half annoyed by Chun; Lianchun suddenly becomes annoyed, and is speechless to ignore.
The tragedy was played outside the court last night, knowing it is the flower soul and the bird soul? Flower and bird souls are always difficult to stay, birds are speechless and flowers are ashamed;
May Lennon have wings and fly to the end of the sky with the flowers. End of the sky! Where is the incense hill?
If you don’t have the tips to collect the beautiful bones, a cup of pure land to cover the wind; the quality is pure and clean, which is better than polluting the trenches.
If you die today, you will be buried, but when will you die? The flower burial person in Nong Jin laughs idiotly, who does he know when he is buried in the year?
Let’s see how the stubborn spring flowers gradually fall, that's when the confidant is old and dead; once the spring is over, the confidant is old, the flowers fall and the people die!
Listening to my chanting in a daze, Sidilla couldn't help being stunned, tears drenched, especially when I said in a lawsuit: If you don’t like a kit to collect the beautiful bones, a cup of pure land to cover the wind; It is better to clean and clean than to sink a ditch.
If you die today, you will be buried, but when will you die? The flower burial person in Nong Jin laughs idiotly, who does he know when he is buried in the year?
Let’s see how the stubborn spring flowers gradually fall, that's when the confidant is old and dead; once the spring is over, the confidant is old, the flowers fall and the people die! At that time, it was even more choked.
Plop...
Sidela knelt in front of me sincerely, and said with grief: "Mr. Lieyan, Silka is wrong. From now on...Sidela will never pick flowers anymore. Please return these to me. I buried them well!"
Hey...
With a slight sigh, I put all the flower petals in my arms and hands in the golden pavilla that Silka took out. Silka respectfully wrapped it up, and put it on the table apologetically. Sad.
For a long time, Silka turned around and said respectfully: "But I don't know what Mr. did just now, what is his name?"
For a moment, I said casually: "Since you want to bury flowers, then call it burial flower chants!"
For a moment, after murmured the lawsuit twice, Silka said sincerely: "I wonder if you can transcribe this song and send it to Silka. Silka will be treasured forever!" /
After listening to Stila’s words, I am not too polite. This song is not what I did. It has a lofty mood and can be treasured by anyone, so... I silently nodded and said: "Tomorrow Lieyan will send someone , Send the copied "Burial Flower Yin" to the lady!"
After this incident, Silka was obviously not in high spirits. Although Bukenata kept making her laugh on the side, Silka kept wandering in the heart of the song "Burial Flower Yin". In the mood to joke, this song "The Flower Burial Song" seems to be her, she seems to be the person who buried the flowers.