Chapter 1250
In this small village of dead people, ye Qian's whole face is dull now. He never thought that he could find another confidant of his own in this remote and dilapidated mountain village, the owner of crabapple flower, Kexin.
Looking at Ye Qian's silly appearance, the eagle is a little strange. The eagle seems to feel that ye Shuai's behavior has become more and more strange since he came to the village of the dead. This kind of strangeness is as hard to understand as if he lost his soul.
Walking to Ye Qian, the eagle waved his palm and said to him, "Ye Shuai, ye Shuai, wake up, wake up..."
It seems that hearing the call of the eagle, ye Qian came back to God, but his mouth is still with that spring breeze infinite smile.
Looking at Ye Qian, the eagle was a little curious, but soon the eagle grinned and followed Ye Qian's eyes and looked at the dim wood room door. Then he joked, "Ye Shuai, you don't like that peasant girl, do you?"
Obviously looking at Ye Qian's dreamy eyes, the eagle is the first time to think of the girl in red who just walked into the wood room.
But ye Qian didn't answer the eagle's question directly. He just said with a smile, "Eagle, you are still young, some things you won't understand..."
Ye Qian's brainless words made the eagle speechless for a while. Although Ye Qian's accomplishments were extremely high, ye Qian was much younger than the eagle. A 17-8-year-old young man said that he was too young to accept.
At the moment, ye Qian is smiling like a flower. He looks through the door and murmurs: "butterfly dance, ruoyi, xiaorou, Lingyu, Qingling, dieqing, Shiyao, youruo, Qingcheng, Kexin, mengge, eleven people. There are still one lovelorn and one lovelorn!"
For ye Qian's garrulous words, the eagle naturally will not understand, can only be a head of fog.
But at this time, ye Qian, in his mind, is a piece of familiar cheek constantly showing, let him feel overwhelmed, but also feel so kind and familiar.
The names of these eleven people in Ye Qian's mouth are not the names of the twelve flower owners in the fairyland.
Lotus Fairy Butterfly dance, rose fairy ruoyi, rose fairy xiaorou, Peony Fairy plume, Peach Blossom Fairy Qingling, Lily fairy parting, Plum Blossom Fairy Shiyao, orchid fairy youruo, tulip fairy Qingcheng, Begonia fairy sweet, jasmine fairy dream song.
Today, the 11 flower owners have appeared in Ye Qian's sight, and there is only one Epiphyllum fairy who is loveless.
This is a familiar name in Ye Qian's mind, and now it seems that ye Qian once again sounded the words of his mentor, gathering the twelve flower masters and returning to the fairyland. Now the twelve flower Lord Ye Qian has found eleven, which makes him feel that his time to go back seems to be getting closer and closer.
Of course, for ye Qian's mind, the eagle will never understand.
At the moment, ye Qian and the eagle are so quiet in the wood room of Zhang Laixi's house, and the sky is getting deeper and deeper.
With the fall of night, the whole village began to be lively. Although the village was locked in the firewood room and did not know the specific situation outside, the sound of footsteps and yelling in the village had been heard all the time.
When the tranquil moonlight covered the whole village, the village fell into a crazy atmosphere.
In the quiet wood room, I don't know how long it took for someone to arrive.
Zhang San of the dead man village rushed into the firewood room with two young villagers. At the moment, Zhang San looked at Ye Qian and the eagle helplessly. Then he sighed, and then Zhang Sanyi waved his hand and said, "take these two foreigners away and take them to the site of the sacrifice ceremony!"
Finally, the Centennial ceremony of the village of the dead is about to begin.
When the two young villagers arrived, one by one, they grabbed Ye Qian and the eagle and pushed them to go out.
"Go, go!"
Ye Qian to nothing, but is the eagle heart some unhappy. After all, being pushed by two ordinary people is not a pleasant thing.
While the whole village was in a state of euphoria, ye Qian seemed to hear the voice of sobbing and choking from Zhang Laixi's family. Although the voice was very small, it was heartbreaking.
As he walked, ye Qian looked at the family head's home.
Although Zhang Laixi is claimed to be the patriarch of this village, his family is no different from that of ordinary villagers. It can't be said that he is destitute.
"What are you looking at? Let's go!"
Seeing ye Qian's hesitation, the young villager who pushed Ye Qian pushed him on his shoulder again. Ye Qian just gave a bitter smile, and soon left Zhang Laixi's home with the steps of Zhang San and others.
In fact, the whole village of the deceased is not very large. There is only one main road from the beginning to the end.
At the moment, ye Qian and Shenying were escorted from Zhang Laixi's home by Zhang San and others. They walked along the main road all the way to the deepest part of the village, in front of the mysterious manor.Standing on the square outside the manor, the whole eagle was stupefied. Looking at the manor in the deep of the village, the eagle kept saying, "my God, I can't believe my eyes. Here, there's such a luxurious manor in this dilapidated mountain village. It's so fantastic
The eagle spoke and looked at Ye Qian with his eyes. But ye Qian's performance is completely different from that of the eagle. The expression on his face seems to have been known for a long time.
Look at the square in front of the manor. At the moment, the square is full of lights, and hundreds of villagers of the dead village are all gathered here. In the center of the square is a table with five animals for sacrifice.
Further along the desk was a temporary wooden stage with three crematoria on top and firewood below.
Looking at this scene, the eagle suddenly felt a burst of creeps, to know that the fire rack this thing, the eagle has only seen from the TV series, now the personal experience is not the same.
"Roar, roar!"
The roar of joy was one after another in the crowd.
However, the roar did not last long, and hundreds of villagers saw a thin figure standing on the burning platform. This man is not someone else. It is Zhang Laixi, the head of the village of dead people.
Everyone saw Zhang Laixi waving his hand to the audience and said, "be quiet, quiet!"
For a time, the whole village began to be quiet. The silence was so dead that it made people uncomfortable.
"Bring me the two foreigners who broke into the tomb!"
Zhang Laixi's face was ferocious, and it was a gloomy exclamation.
Then seven or eight young villagers came out from the stage, pushing and shoving Ye Qian and the eagle to the burning platform and threw them in front of Zhang Laixi.
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Looking at Ye Qian's silly appearance, the eagle is a little strange. The eagle seems to feel that ye Shuai's behavior has become more and more strange since he came to the village of the dead. This kind of strangeness is as hard to understand as if he lost his soul.
Walking to Ye Qian, the eagle waved his palm and said to him, "Ye Shuai, ye Shuai, wake up, wake up..."
It seems that hearing the call of the eagle, ye Qian came back to God, but his mouth is still with that spring breeze infinite smile.
Looking at Ye Qian, the eagle was a little curious, but soon the eagle grinned and followed Ye Qian's eyes and looked at the dim wood room door. Then he joked, "Ye Shuai, you don't like that peasant girl, do you?"
Obviously looking at Ye Qian's dreamy eyes, the eagle is the first time to think of the girl in red who just walked into the wood room.
But ye Qian didn't answer the eagle's question directly. He just said with a smile, "Eagle, you are still young, some things you won't understand..."
Ye Qian's brainless words made the eagle speechless for a while. Although Ye Qian's accomplishments were extremely high, ye Qian was much younger than the eagle. A 17-8-year-old young man said that he was too young to accept.
At the moment, ye Qian is smiling like a flower. He looks through the door and murmurs: "butterfly dance, ruoyi, xiaorou, Lingyu, Qingling, dieqing, Shiyao, youruo, Qingcheng, Kexin, mengge, eleven people. There are still one lovelorn and one lovelorn!"
For ye Qian's garrulous words, the eagle naturally will not understand, can only be a head of fog.
But at this time, ye Qian, in his mind, is a piece of familiar cheek constantly showing, let him feel overwhelmed, but also feel so kind and familiar.
The names of these eleven people in Ye Qian's mouth are not the names of the twelve flower owners in the fairyland.
Lotus Fairy Butterfly dance, rose fairy ruoyi, rose fairy xiaorou, Peony Fairy plume, Peach Blossom Fairy Qingling, Lily fairy parting, Plum Blossom Fairy Shiyao, orchid fairy youruo, tulip fairy Qingcheng, Begonia fairy sweet, jasmine fairy dream song.
Today, the 11 flower owners have appeared in Ye Qian's sight, and there is only one Epiphyllum fairy who is loveless.
This is a familiar name in Ye Qian's mind, and now it seems that ye Qian once again sounded the words of his mentor, gathering the twelve flower masters and returning to the fairyland. Now the twelve flower Lord Ye Qian has found eleven, which makes him feel that his time to go back seems to be getting closer and closer.
Of course, for ye Qian's mind, the eagle will never understand.
At the moment, ye Qian and the eagle are so quiet in the wood room of Zhang Laixi's house, and the sky is getting deeper and deeper.
With the fall of night, the whole village began to be lively. Although the village was locked in the firewood room and did not know the specific situation outside, the sound of footsteps and yelling in the village had been heard all the time.
When the tranquil moonlight covered the whole village, the village fell into a crazy atmosphere.
In the quiet wood room, I don't know how long it took for someone to arrive.
Zhang San of the dead man village rushed into the firewood room with two young villagers. At the moment, Zhang San looked at Ye Qian and the eagle helplessly. Then he sighed, and then Zhang Sanyi waved his hand and said, "take these two foreigners away and take them to the site of the sacrifice ceremony!"
Finally, the Centennial ceremony of the village of the dead is about to begin.
When the two young villagers arrived, one by one, they grabbed Ye Qian and the eagle and pushed them to go out.
"Go, go!"
Ye Qian to nothing, but is the eagle heart some unhappy. After all, being pushed by two ordinary people is not a pleasant thing.
While the whole village was in a state of euphoria, ye Qian seemed to hear the voice of sobbing and choking from Zhang Laixi's family. Although the voice was very small, it was heartbreaking.
As he walked, ye Qian looked at the family head's home.
Although Zhang Laixi is claimed to be the patriarch of this village, his family is no different from that of ordinary villagers. It can't be said that he is destitute.
"What are you looking at? Let's go!"
Seeing ye Qian's hesitation, the young villager who pushed Ye Qian pushed him on his shoulder again. Ye Qian just gave a bitter smile, and soon left Zhang Laixi's home with the steps of Zhang San and others.
In fact, the whole village of the deceased is not very large. There is only one main road from the beginning to the end.
At the moment, ye Qian and Shenying were escorted from Zhang Laixi's home by Zhang San and others. They walked along the main road all the way to the deepest part of the village, in front of the mysterious manor.Standing on the square outside the manor, the whole eagle was stupefied. Looking at the manor in the deep of the village, the eagle kept saying, "my God, I can't believe my eyes. Here, there's such a luxurious manor in this dilapidated mountain village. It's so fantastic
The eagle spoke and looked at Ye Qian with his eyes. But ye Qian's performance is completely different from that of the eagle. The expression on his face seems to have been known for a long time.
Look at the square in front of the manor. At the moment, the square is full of lights, and hundreds of villagers of the dead village are all gathered here. In the center of the square is a table with five animals for sacrifice.
Further along the desk was a temporary wooden stage with three crematoria on top and firewood below.
Looking at this scene, the eagle suddenly felt a burst of creeps, to know that the fire rack this thing, the eagle has only seen from the TV series, now the personal experience is not the same.
"Roar, roar!"
The roar of joy was one after another in the crowd.
However, the roar did not last long, and hundreds of villagers saw a thin figure standing on the burning platform. This man is not someone else. It is Zhang Laixi, the head of the village of dead people.
Everyone saw Zhang Laixi waving his hand to the audience and said, "be quiet, quiet!"
For a time, the whole village began to be quiet. The silence was so dead that it made people uncomfortable.
"Bring me the two foreigners who broke into the tomb!"
Zhang Laixi's face was ferocious, and it was a gloomy exclamation.
Then seven or eight young villagers came out from the stage, pushing and shoving Ye Qian and the eagle to the burning platform and threw them in front of Zhang Laixi.
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