From a distance, on the altar high on one side of the island, there are fragrant petals, and there are also five-colored grains, five-colored fruits: peach, plum, plum, apricot, cherry, nectar, jade dew, and a few rows of deep-clothed girls, combining a sacrifice music with melody humming as the main tune.

On the two small platforms on the altar, there are witches wearing Thor masks, running and jumping like big horse monkeys.

On the other side is the wide-sleeved witch wearing a Fengshen mask, holding long feathers, and a slender figure with graceful figures. She either raised her head or leaned over or waved her sleeves. She was as vague as if it was not present on the altar, and was separated from the human world.

There were many aromatherapy on the stage dyeing light smoke, adding a strong mystery to the sacrifice.

The fragrance lingers in the middle. The King of Zhou left three strands of long beards and wore a wide robe. The sleeves of the robe were exaggerated and the tail of the robe was mopped on the ground. It had a bit of a mysterious and yellow smell, but only his face was gloomy and the main priest made a solid movement.

The other high sacrificial priests, ceremonies, witches, and witches were placed in two rows and stood aside.

After a while, I actually saw Lilibai. The holy demon was tying her hair with a silver scarf. The white silver-patterned curvy clothes could not hide the exquisite curves. The collar was high and upright, and the round face and blue eyes did look noble and beautiful.

Under the order, the pleasure boat stopped. Han Fei looked at the altar and said, "This is the meaning of Lili Bai Gong taking over the jurisdiction of Qinxi. This saint is going to focus on Qin or the area west of Qin."

"It is also our Qingyang Marquis who are so powerful that they have beaten the Holy Confucians in recent years, hahaha." Guo Jing smiled very queenly.

Han Fei said in a daze: "It is also because Qin's Western laws are lacking, and the King of Zhou must be in charge of the Western Regions."

Princess Huayang was in the Western Qin Dynasty and knew more clearly about the situation in the Western Regions, saying: "Han Fei was a bit biased in his view of the problem, but he happened to be right. The Druids were even more chaotic than our Central Plains. Especially after Lucifer went to the Western Regions in the past few years, the southern Divine Fire Hall was a little disobedient."

Everyone talked about the Western Regions.

The boat docked, went to the island, passed the green gauze reed beach, the stone steps of the uplifting cloud pavilion were wide and simple, and the bamboo forests were shining among the island stones, and the lightness came with the wind. The talented men and women who passed by added the worldly youth to this leisurely cloud and wild crane.

After walking a few steps, there was a stone platform, which was quite wide. There were many vendors selling things here, most of which were calligraphy and painting supplies and snacks.

Princess Huayang and Guo Jing, as well as Han Fei, who was shaking his head with a fan, were full of interest in the musical instruments sold by hawkers.

He squeezed to a stall, stared at the bare feet, revealing his biceps, and the righteous city law enforcement officers drove away all the little white faces who dared to buy illegal street stall goods.

The stall owner, forced by Zhang Jingtao's power, did not dare to say much, but said weakly: "Everything is being savored, why bother to monopolize it?"

Zhang Jingtao was surprised: "Isn't this nonsense? Can these ordinary people understand this?"

The stall owner was speechless.

Zhang Jingtao picked up a stringed talisman on the small stall. It was really good, with elegant carvings, beautiful lines, pure and childish tone, and impeccable.

I was moved, so I plucked the strings of the piano and praised the stall owner: "This piano has exquisite curves, beautiful texture, and a gentle chant into my soul..."

Princess Huayang was very impure. After listening to it, she said strangely: "Brother Zheng, are you really talking about Qin?"

Zhang Jingtao ignored it, looked at the piano again very professionally, and asked the stall owner again: "It's really good, you can make these pianos by yourself."

The stall owner smiled: "Yes, but it still catches your eyes?"

Zhang Jingtao felt pity for the stall owner: "It's very eye-catching. How much does it cost to sell a girl?"

The stall owner thought for a while: "It's three hundred yuan."

Zhang Jingtao was shocked: "It's so cheap? Is the green flute on your waist?"

Princess Huayang heard the smell was wrong and said strangely: "Brother Zheng, what is joint?"

The stall owner was also surprised and said softly: "This green flute is not sold."

"Okay, Cuidi doesn't want it, I'll buy it, sister." Zhang Jingtao felt that forget it, he couldn't take advantage of it.

Bang, I took out ten tickets, walked to the stall owner, pulled out her green flute, placed it on the stall, and took her away.

"What a fairy-like woman, if she doesn't eat the world..." Han Fei was praising a young woman for the first time in his life. After saying so half of his words, his chin almost fell off. He was shocked, "What is Brother Zheng doing? Isn't it for forcing a woman to force her to steal? This... is illegal..."

The talented men who were driven away by me in the distance were stopping to watch, but now they all looked at each other and were ready to beat him up.

Princess Huayang and others quickly got three meters away from Zhang Jingtao, pretending not to know him, so that they would not be cured if they accidentally hurt him.

Who are they! Zhang Jingtao didn't understand, and looked around: "I asked the girl how much it costs. She offered to say it was 300 yuan, and I paid 1,000 yuan. I asked if the flute was sold. She said she would not sell it. I kept it but didn't take it."

The stall owner's pretty face turned slightly red and said softly, "Young master, don't make trouble." But his little hand did not break free.

Zhang Jingtao ignored him and looked around innocently: "I am right wherever he talks. I bought this girl. Whoever wants to meddle in other people's business? Let's go to the monarch to judge the ruler."

"This person..." The stall owner's pretty face turned redder, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Jingtao ignored it, hula, put all the instruments made by the female stall owner, threw them to Princess Huayang with a pretty face, inserted the flute back into the female stall owner's thin waist, took her little hand and left.

The female stall owner took the pocket money given by Zhang Jingtao and followed her obediently.

What?

I bought a fairy for 1,000 yuan, so smooth?

Suddenly, there were sounds of air conditioning around him. A few young faces were ready to move and immediately looked at the other female stall owners around him. The aunts and aunts were happy and smiled shyly with big teeth.

The young faces twitched and fled in panic.

Princess Huayang and others looked at each other for a while before following.

Of course, Zhang Jingtao knew this stall owner, and it was the royal princess Zhang Qing.

Zhang Jingtao pinched Zhang Qing's tenderness and said, "Qing'er is so pitiful, why do you still come out to sell musical instruments to make money?"

Zhang Qing lowered his head and said, "It's interest. Besides, even if you make money with skills, what's wrong with you?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jingtao pecked rice like a chicken, and ignored it. With a beauty accompanying her, she felt refreshed.

Not to mention whether the beauty behind her has any objection.

Sure enough, Zhang Chuchu looked a little jealous and looked a little unhappy.

It's better if you're not happy.

Zhang Jingtao was excited and couldn't help but go crazy. He walked while savoring the poems in the corridors along the way. He sometimes made Zhang Qing's white teeth slightly exposed, his red lips were lightly happy, his bright eyes were reflected, his jade flour was relaxed, his flower branches were trembling, and his immortals fell into the mortal world.
Chapter completed!