Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

The suffocated Bai Lingmiao felt herself floating up to the beams of the ancestral hall. When she looked down, she saw herself rolling her eyes and the great god's red hijab.

Is this what it feels like to die? Bai Lingmiao lowered his head to look at his body, but there was nothing there.

Suddenly thinking of something, Bai Lingmiao felt happy, My parents must not have gone far yet, I can still catch up with them!

However, just when she raised her head and prepared to look for her family, she found masses of unspeakable things sealing the entire starry sky.

Looking at the things that were constantly changing in appearance, Bai Lingmiao was sure that they were immortals, and they were all sad because the emotions they had just been infected with had not yet retreated.

I'm already dead, what else do you want from me?

Bai Lingmiao said as he was about to pass through them, but he was instantly bounced off and hung upside down, face to face with himself on the rope.

She saw that she had completely changed at this moment. The pink eyes that should have been completely replaced by a pair of slender red ferocious eyes.

What's even more special is that there are also several cracks on his face, and there are also animal eyes staring at him.

Suddenly, Bai Lingmiao saw herself in front of her, raising her fingernail-covered hands and grabbing her head, opening her mouth and swallowing her whole.

The overturned snake scales pierced Bai Lingmiao's skin and cut the tight rope easily.

Bai Lingmiao fell heavily to the ground. Before she could recover, a sharp pain rang out from the depths of her mind, causing her to hold her head and scream.

This feeling was so painful, she had never felt such pain before.

Immediately afterwards, the word 二 without any warmth appeared in Bai Lingmiao's mind.

This is her task for this month. If she fails to complete it, she can figure out her own fate.

And it is foreseeable that this number will gradually increase.

Bai Lingmiao, who had a black neck, raised her head desperately towards the dark beams.

From the moment she became a great dance master, her life no longer belonged to her, not even death.

The previous experience made her actually feel a little happy that she was able to help Senior Brother Li. However, this time the Immortal Family finally began to show their claws.

Bai Lingmiao remembered what Li Zhilin said before he died, I will never dance again in my next life. It's so frustrating.

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of what the senior said. As a dancing master, she was a slave of those immortals and had no freedom at all.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Bai Lingmiao covered her face with her hands, squatted in the dark ancestral hall and cried loudly, her cries echoing in the ancestral hall.

The master who admired the moon seemed to have remembered something when he heard the cry. He sighed with emotion from the three mouths under the red hijab, took out a jade pendant from his arms and looked at it again and again.

father?

It's not dad, it's master.

father?

Li Huowang had corrected him so much that he lost his temper. Now he regretted extremely why he went to that noodle stall to eat noodles before. Even eating noodles would cause trouble.

Quack quack~! The ducks in the duck cage nearby made Li Huowang upset. I don’t know what happened today. Why are there so many people going to Yinling City to sell goods, blocking the spacious road.

.father?

Okay, shut up. Li Huowang took out two more pieces of cotton wool and stuffed them more tightly into his ears.

After queuing for a long time in a carriage, we finally arrived at Li Huowang. When he showed his Jian Tiansi waist badge, he was immediately released.

Returning to the prosperous Yinling City, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief and started to drive towards the inn in his carriage. He finally arrived after such a long time.

When he saw the temporary earth kiln set up at the intersection, Li Huowang was a little confused, What is this?

Taoist priest, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today. Don't you know that you have to build an earthen kiln to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival? The monk helped Li Huowang clear up his confusion.

Li Huowang shook the reins and shook his head, We don't have this custom.

Then what are your customs?

We don't have any customs, we just eat moon cakes.

When Li Huowang settled down in the inn, it gradually became dark outside. The curfew in Yinling City, which should have been under curfew, was rarely lifted.

The brightly lit streets and children carrying grapefruit lanterns turned the entire Yinling City into a city that never sleeps.

Li Huowang was waiting at the inn, waiting for Tuoba Danqing to come to his door. But as he waited and waited, all he waited for was the carrier pigeon that delivered the message.

Today is the eve of the lunar month. My brother is going home to reunite with his wife and children. If we have anything to do, we will discuss it in detail tomorrow night.

Seeing this note, Li Huowang felt discouraged. Does Supervisor Tiansi still want to celebrate the festival?

Li Huowang had a new understanding of this huge organization.

He sat in the room with his eyes a little confused for a while. What should he do next?

What else can I do? Let's celebrate the holidays. Besides the New Year, I like the Mid-Autumn Festival the most. The monk ran to the side and reminded.

Celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival? With whom?

Come with us. Hongzhong jumped out at this time.

Li Huowang glanced at the four hallucinations in front of him, walked out the window and whistled at Mantou who was caboose in the stable.

The bun immediately barked, wagging his tongue and rushing forward excitedly.

Call the waiter and ask him to book a table for the kitchen and bring it to the house.

With plenty of money, he had all kinds of chicken, duck and fish. Looking at the steamed buns being devoured under the table, Li Huowang picked up a piece of three-yellow chicken with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth to chew.

The chicken tasted good, but Li Huowang always felt it was tasteless. He picked up the ceramic wine bottle and took a big gulp to his mouth. He was so drunk that he suddenly became drunk.

The drunk Li Huowang raised his glass and toasted swayingly to the full moon in the sky. It's still the same as when I was with them in the wilderness, fishing for noodles in the iron pot.

father?

Hey! Son! Li Huowang raised his foot and kicked the bun. We three brothers are celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Li Huowang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he saw Steamed Bun crawling on his body, baring his teeth at the black tentacles emerging from his body, and constantly growling threats.

Li Huowang bent his fingers and flicked the tentacle, and the tentacle instantly retracted to his navel. Will Hei Taisui come out on his own now?

This may be bad news, but Li Huowang really doesn't care about it now.

Go down and keep an eye on the carriage. As Li Huowang pointed at the door, Mantou walked away dejectedly with his tail between his legs.

Li Huowang sat up, picked up the chopsticks again, and started eating the already cold banquet on the table again.

After eating and drinking, Li Huowang sat by the window and took out a book. This time it was no longer a three-character classic, but a higher-level thousand-character classic.

.The sword is called the giant palace, the pearl is called the night light, the fruit is precious and the plum is precious, the vegetables are heavy with the mustard and ginger, the sea is salty and the river is light, the scales are hidden and the feathers are flying.

As he chanted, Li Huowang felt a vague accent in his ears. It was confusing at first, but gradually became clearer.

.Singing music is very noble, while etiquette is cheap, don't respect the humble. There is harmony between the superiors and the inferiors. The husband sings and the wife follows.