People in Li’s ministry are busy.

The fragrance of rice is everywhere.

This ancient mountain range has lost external disturbance and is harmonious and peaceful. The evil gods have disappeared, the ancient monks have retreated, and the villages deep in the mountains have reconnected.

Li Xi'an sat in the corner, looking at the people coming and going.

He was wearing Libu costumes, and no one knew that this strange boy was a red dragon from the night before. When someone walked by, he noticed that he might think he was a guest from another village. Occasionally, a great witch would come to chat with him. Although their king said he didn't care about this person, how could they dare to be true? This person was left in the corner. Even if he didn't say a few words, today is a very important festival. The great witches have many trivial matters, and they always miss the powerful creature who helped them when they took the time.

In fact, Chi Jiao didn't need anyone to accompany him. He felt satisfied just by looking at the fireworks of the Li people.

The lifestyle deep in the mountains is generally the same.

The village he once watched has been like this for fifty years. Even if the worldly civilization invaded Taihang, the elderly moved away reluctantly, and when the matter was over, they ran back with their families.

In their words, only in such a circle can I stay, and nothing else can do. I shook my head while saying that. On the people of the Li tribe, he seemed to have returned to the village of the past. Everything was so stable and peaceful, resting at sunrise and sunset. At most, it was dark to see which bear boy is playing with it. My father picked up the bamboo pole to find someone.

The crying of Guawazi echoes the cry of insects and birds in the mountains.

Are human beings the enemy? Li Xi'an never thinks so.

The enemy is the enemy, it is a position, and has nothing to do with race. It is not because this is human being, so it is his enemy. The king of the Li tribe and the king of the 100,000 mountains. He thought this way long ago, he protected the Li tribe, not only the people of the Li tribe, but the civilization and history carried by the people of the Li tribe.

Before the rise of all races, wasn’t it the Li tribe that carried the ancient mountains?

The boy supported his head with one hand, and the few silver decorations hanging from his forehead swayed around with his rhythm, which was interesting.

He felt the gaze, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a slut. He still looked like that, and his human form was dumb. Ordinary people of the Li tribe had only seen the king covered with gold and carrying six arms, but never saw a slut. The people who walked over and walked over, had bronze skin, tall and slender, and had a tall head higher than the people around him, and were simply out of place. Li Xi'an felt that he was a native of the Li tribe who was born and raised compared to him.

The gaze of Li Xi'an was strange and hidden very well, but the capture power of the Red Dragon's two pupils was too terrible.

Immediately called out to the slightest who turned around and was about to leave.

"What? You look bad, you're fucked yesterday?"

He turned around and his tone was fierce.

"Hey! Jiaolong, why didn't you find out before that you are not a red dragon, but a poisonous dragon!"

"Come on." Li Xi'an waved his hand, "You have something to hide from me."

"No." The tone was firm, his eyes were calm, and there was no flaw in the slightest.

"If you don't say anything, you won't give you a face when drinking tonight. On the premise of closing the spirit, do you think you have ever drunk the dragon? At that time, the members of the Li tribe can see the true appearance of their king. Any wisdom and calmness are bullshit." Li Xi'an is more calm than him.

The sneer was disdainful and sneered, which was even more sarcastic than the red copper bone surface of Li Xi'an's original body.

"Take it down."

Ordinary wine is useless to creatures of their level. Fortunately, with the recovery of 100,000 mountains, several herbs that can make immortals drunkenness recorded in witchcraft appeared in the deep mountains. Although several herbs are not old enough, it is not difficult to make a few bottles of wine that drunken the Great Demon King.

At first it was to defend against the enemy.

After all, I was drunk and was unconscious. With the few bottles of fine wine I made, I might be able to subdue the ancient cultivators of the Yangshen realm without any effort. Now I don’t need it anymore, so I really treated it as fine wine.

In the distance, a great witch waved, and when she saw it, she looked happy and didn't dare to shout.

"Let's go, see you later." Lu looked careless.

It seemed like he was sure to win, but his face was a little narrow-minded.

Li Xi'an watched Leave, but he still held his head with one hand, but his pupils narrowed slightly.

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March 3, Hege Festival.

In late spring, the spring clothes are completed, five or six people have crowned, six or seven boys have bathed in Yi, the wind is dancing in the chinese, and the song is returned.

This is the method of celebrating the festivals of ancient gentry. It is completely different in the Li tribe in the 100,000 mountains.

Li Xi'an looked at the busy people in the Li tribe.

It may be because the deep mountains are closed for too long. The young man is hungry and thirsty, and the songs are clear and loud, which makes the listener feel relaxed, provided that he does not listen to the contents inside.

The lyrics are edited by young people who are singing, such as "I think you are a small person and I will not have the strength to go down the field." "I saw my sister hitting the umbrella field by the umbrella field, how many whips are being beaten." No matter what, "I am not afraid of the ox being unsuccessful, I am afraid of the good outsiders going to go." Sometimes Li Xi'an would think, no wonder the sings of the mountain songs passed down were separated by a river. Without the obstruction of that river, eight of the ten pairs of people who are singing were fighting, and their own oxen would also fight with them.

Nowadays, most young people from the Li tribe practice witchcraft. With a wave of their arms and a heated head, they couldn't stop them even if there was a river.

"Uncle Song, we are here!" The loud sound of Libu village sounded like a firecracker.

A middle-aged man drove a large centipede more than ten meters away. The body of this insect was poured like black iron, and its head and mouth were ferocious, hanging red.

It climbed on the ground, passed by rocks, and its feet barged out sparks.

This is not bizarre. What is bizarre is that the centipede is sitting on the back of the centipede, looking at the decoration from outside the Li Ministry. A group of people, both old and young, were sitting on the centipede's back, and their faces were dull like the bus before, and they might have been used to it. You should know that the big centipede is better than the bus in the mountains, and they run faster and steadily. Even most of the terrain barriers in the mountains are decorations in front of it.

"Okay, okay! It's a good time, long time no see!" The old man in a green robe came forward, and his voice was as loud as a fellow student.

"Hey, which kid is this? He looked at his face."

"This little guy, Wang Dianming asked me to take a long way to pick him up. They didn't have a wizard, and they thought there was no way to come to Li's army." The middle-aged man touched his head, "It was only when I got there that I realized that the place was the territory of a notorious evil god. I thought there was no living person."

"That's how..." the old man murmured, not sure what their king found this child for purpose.

"Let's go!" He patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and looked at the boy again. He explained a few words so that he didn't have to be restrained.

"We won't be drunk and go home at the delicious and delicious hospitality today!"

"Hahaha, I won't go home if I'm drunk!"

He is here... Li Xi'an retracted his gaze, and the boy who woke him up in the town.

Li Xi'an discovered the magical qualities of the boy, but the magical qualities were swallowed by the fish and dragons, and used to awaken him to sleep in the ghost coffin. Luo specially took the boy over, not to invite the other party to dinner, right? Obviously, Luo still has some red dragons that do not have the ability to look at people, and noticed the boy's abnormality.

The boy's thoughts did not last long, and the drum sounded on the other side.

The drum beaters were not the strong men of the Li tribe. The men of the Li tribe were all on the "battlefield". Two teams of people were staring at each other with a clear white line in front of the two men, and a red-edged wreath was placed on it. The crowd was already surrounded by people, and the entire "battlefield" was separated from the bustling crowd with red ribbons. The cheers were heard in the corner where Li Xi'an sat.

When grabbing fireworks, the Great Witch had previously told Li Xi'an about the customs here. His tone was very excited, saying that this was an excellent battlefield to prove the strength of the man in the Li family! After being excited, he expressed regret, which generally means that if he was a few years younger, he would have to go to the field for two trips. Many ancient customs, even in the deep mountains, did not include most young people. The recent snatching fireworks, the Great Witch recalled that it was more than ten years ago. As for the scenes of the official organization in the peace era, the old generation was not counted.

So it’s not that the old man is so excited. With the progress of civilization, some ancient traditions and rituals only exist in the heads of these old guys. I don’t know when they will be brought to the graves with the death of their generation. The ancient scriptures recorded? The young people are so fucking! Now, the history and traditions they inherit have been revealed to the young people again, and can turn into the power of people to walk on the mountains and protect themselves.

When Li Xi'an came to his senses, the great witch had already walked away.

Customs, traditions, ancient records.

These may not be all beautiful... The young man smiled lightly. But he knew that what was revealed in his eyes now was enough for the young people of the Li tribe to inherit the beautiful things.

Yes, he is indeed a king.

Not just a name.

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The scenery is beautiful, and the men and women are shoulder-to-shoulder.

The song floats around the colorful clouds, the song is lingering, and the love is lingering.

Five-color glutinous rice is sweet.

Li Xi'an was staring at a girl with big eyes.

This girl brought him this outfit from Libu this morning, and she could not be considered a stranger.

The twelve petals are connected into a spherical shape. Each petal represents a certain month of the year, with flowers embroidered with peach blossoms.

He silently handed the hydrangea back.

The custom of throwing hydrangeas is not only in the Li tribe, but also in their place. In other words, everyone knows the meaning of throwing hydrangeas. Of course, Li Xi'an also knows what it means to give hydrangeas, and refuses it righteously.

"You...you really don't need it?" the little girl was timid.

Li Xi'an thought about his charm that made the little girl throw hydrangeas when she saw him this morning?

But the girl's next sentence made Chi Jiao stunned.

"But... but there are all unmarried girls, you... can't have them?"

After saying that, the little girl pointed to the young people in Waka. The girl was holding a well-made hydrangea in her hands and smiling brightly.

Li Xi'an was silent, and the silver headdress was shaking lightly.

He seemed to know what was going on with his expression, and his sigh was inaudible.

"I've accepted it, you can go busy."

"Then...then, will I leave?"

"Yes." The boy smiled gently and slowly restrained after seeing the little girl walking away.

"It's actually pretty, don't dislike it." A sound suddenly sounded beside me, leaning against the tree trunk, holding it in for a whole morning, and finally couldn't help laughing after the incident was exposed.

"No dislike."

"oh?"

"It's just an unintentional act given by others, but it's always a matter of intention." The young man was careless. "Besides, he is still young and can't cause trouble for others anymore, right? The little girl is so nervous when facing guests she never knew. If she knows that something is a big misunderstanding, you can clean up the scene at that time."

The hydrangea rotated in his hand, and the twelve petal-like fabrics turned. It was obvious that the workmanship was quite fine. Since one was given to him, it would be okay to keep it. The dark pupils reflected the buds of the fingertips, like the cold lake light that had experienced the cold winter took over the first peach blossom petal falling from the warm spring peach tree.

The boy took off his silver headdress, put it away with his clothes and placed it next to him.

Take out a big cotton jacket.
To be continued...