The boss only wants to make money and doesn't want to make trouble

"Let our Son of God preside over this celebration!"

Accompanied by the voice of the emperor landing, the whole celebration fell silent in an instant, and everyone turned their eyes to the palace of Bailong. The eyes of all the nobles were full of expectation and desire, even the nobles who just ignored Wu Mi's love All of you are staring at the pitch-black White Dragon Temple very seriously at this moment.

However, following the long silence, the figure that everyone was expecting did not appear at the gate of the White Dragon Temple.

After waiting for a long time, many nobles couldn't help but start whispering, even the smile on the emperor's face couldn't help, he turned his head and said to the young girl sitting not far away from him, "Master Fujihime, is there no such thing as Miko?" Are you coming?"

"Huh?" The face of the young girl named Fujihime couldn't help becoming serious, and the young woman wearing a twelve-piece Chinese dress with a calm temperament stood up directly, her long purple hair slid down the other's shoulders, making her look more and more serious. The girl is weak and Qianqian, Ma Cang Ye Wang whispered to Wu Mi beside him, "This is Fujiji, and the successor of the Pingan Jingxing family."

"The successor of the Star Clan?" Wu Mi narrowed his eyes and stared at the girl in front of him.

Ma Cang Ye Wang continued to introduce, "This child has powerful spiritual power, and she is also an astrologer who serves the Dragon God. In the past, when the Son of God did not appear, she always prayed for blessings."

"I'm extremely sorry, Your Majesty." Even in the face of such a situation, Fujihime was quite calm, and she said unhurriedly, "Maybe, some special things happened to Miko, this celebration..."

"Under such a celebration, the Miko has disappeared, and His Majesty the Emperor is too disrespectful." The elder of the Asakang family spoke out, and all the nobles involuntarily fell silent when he spoke. A few people even took a special look at King Ma Cang Ye.

Could it be that there was some conflict between the Ma Cang family and the Zodiac family?

When the elders of Ma Cang's parents spoke, Fujihime's face became a little ugly, "There is absolutely no such thing."

"The Son of God never had such an idea."

"Ah, so, that's not necessarily true." The elder of the Ma Cang family fixed his eyes on Wu Mi with a blank expression, and then said meaningfully, "After all, Lord Shenzi gave up such an important duty of protecting safety. Running to become a member of the Wumi Exorcist Co., Ltd. is very suspicious in itself."

"Also, didn't Master Shenzi just come back from the Dajiangshan Resort?" The elder said with contempt on his face, "During such an important celebration, could it be that Shenzi also gave up the important task of protecting Heianjing and chose to become a member of some club? It's too ridiculous gone."

Accompanied by the other party's words on the ground, many nobles turned their eyes to Wu Mi not far away, and then fell on King Ma Cang Ye. Everyone's expressions suddenly became intriguing, and some even whispered with folding fans , secretly pointing in the direction of Wu Mi.

Everyone's eyes were full of gossip, as if they were saying that the son of God disappeared at such a critical time, ah, this white dragon sacrifice was really fun to watch.

Wu Mi:? ? ?

Wu Mi was upset for a second, before he waited for the emperor to speak, he turned his head to look at the elder of the Ma Cang family not far away, tilted his head and smiled, "It sounds like this lord has a great influence on our club. opinion."

"Master Shenzi chose our club, doesn't it just represent the success of our club? Why does it seem that Shenzi is not doing a proper job in this lord's mouth?"

"When something like this happens, everyone should be more concerned about whether there is anything wrong with the Son of God, right?"

He looked blankly at the old man not far away who was also wearing hunting clothes, "Your thought is that the Son of God delayed the sacrifice because of other things."

He leaned back slightly, and said with a lazy smile, "What a vicious man."

"you!"

The elder of Ma Cang's family suddenly exploded with anger. He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at Wu Mi who was not far away, "You, a mere monster... no, a mere businessman, how dare you say such a thing!"

As soon as he finished wrestling with Wu Mi, Prince Yongquan, the younger brother of the emperor not far away, frowned. He naturally had a good impression of his wife's brother. In addition, he had been working in the Wu Mi Club recently, and even participated in Wu Mi The company's future five-year plan.At this moment, he has long since regarded Wu Mi as an ordinary businessman. Wu Mi is a kind-hearted capitalist who works very hard, diligently, and even thinks beyond the contemporary era.

Therefore, he was particularly dissatisfied with the words of Ma Cang's elders. He felt that it was very rude for this guy to use his pure identity to suppress his wife's brother when he didn't understand anything!

Prince Yongquan, who became a monk, didn't have much sense of his identity. In addition, he also knew the Son of God. With the blessing of these factors, he yelled at the elders of the Ma Cang family without saying a word, "Master Ma Cang is too rude. How can we easily judge each other by their identities?"

"Although Mr. Wuyan is just a businessman, the ghost charms he sold in Ping'an capital have protected countless people in Ping'an capital. He is my brother and my benefactor." Prince Yongquan said that I don't like what you said, you make me feel He said seriously in an unhappy tone, "What's more, the disappearance of the Son of God, shouldn't the adults be worried about the safety of the Son of God? To say such a thing, it makes people feel that the entire autumn festival has been polluted by your thoughts. "

It is rare for Prince Yongquan to say some harsh words, and his younger brother's heart to control the emperor immediately became irrelevant. He was also suspicious of the situation of the son of God, but when he heard his younger brother standing up like this, he immediately felt that the elders of the Ma Cang family were not proper people. .

Seeing that the Emperor and Prince Yongquan were standing on Wu Mi's side, many aristocrats, who were very knowledgeable about current affairs, also agreed.

The elder of the Ma Cang family almost fell backwards in anger, and the ironic eyes of the people around him made him feel as if he was being pricked by a needle. When he raised his head, he saw Ma Cang Ye Wang and the monster full of blood sitting side by side not far away. It was a mocking look, and the anger in his heart could hardly be contained anymore. He suppressed the hatred in his heart, and then looked at the corner of his mouth and said, "Prince Dunren..."

He couldn't even continue, he couldn't say what the other party said was right, his face hurt so much.

The Ma Cang patriarch, whose face was very painful, flattened the corners of his mouth, and then he took a deep breath, raised his head and found the emperor's warning eyes, and then smiled very reluctantly, "Ah, you're right."

He vomits blood, he really vomits blood.

He raised his head resentfully, only to find that King Ma Cangye's eyes were more and more mocking. Was it just this level of eyes?Obviously an Onmyoji but succumbing to the power of mortals, hateful, hateful!Ma Cang Leaf King!

You, an onmyoji whose mind has been swallowed by ghosts, have no right to ridicule him, even if you have power beyond ordinary people, so what! ?

After all, you are just a human being.

The Great Elder cheered up, although he didn't know his mother who was bullied by Prince Yongquan, but he was still strong and determined to die without misery, this damned monster actually dared to come to Bailong's sacrifice, as long as When the power of the white dragon appears, this guy will definitely be killed by the holy breath of the white dragon!

He took a deep breath and calmed down. He looked at Wu Mi, and couldn't help shivering. He always felt that he might be ridiculed again, so he could only turn his head and point the firepower at Fujiji who was not far away. , "But the current situation is that the son of God is missing. Is this year's celebration still to be represented by Mr. Fujihime?"

"This can't be right, there is obviously a god son of Bailong, ah, if you think about it carefully, could it be Master Fujihime..."

The last time Bailong's Shenzi hated him in front of the imperial court, he had already blamed him on Fujihime. In any case, he encountered any danger. Shenzi suddenly disappeared mysteriously before the celebration, and Fujihime couldn't escape the responsibility.Wu Mi didn't dare to provoke him anymore, but Fujihime, who had a close relationship with the other party...

Fujihime showed an expression as if she was being humiliated, she clenched her fists and scolded, "What are you talking about!?"

The young girl seemed to have been slapped on the face, "Master Asakang, please take back what you said, this is too humiliating!"

"I will definitely not dance Kagura instead of Miko-sama when Miko-sama comes here!"

The eyes of the elders of the Ma Cang family were cold, and the surrounding nobles were still whispering. Prince Yongquan wanted to speak for Fujihime, but he received his elder brother's eyes instead.

In the battle between the Star Clan and the Onmyoji Clan, the royal family did not have any need to intervene, not to mention the fact that the White Dragon's son was lost before the White Dragon's celebration.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wu Mi felt completely speechless, and thought that a group of old men were pissing off a girl, is this girl an adult?You are not an adult, you guys are fucking ass.

The elder of the Ma Cang family is simply the best.

He was too lazy to care about it, but whoever asked the elders of the Ma Cang family to taunt him, Wu Mi said without saying a word, "Is it the lady's fault that the celebration of the Son of God cannot be held?"

His words attracted everyone's attention, and he didn't have the heart to say what you have in mind, I can still conceive you, "Maybe it's you who made it impossible for the Son of God to appear in the ceremony."

The expressions of the people around became more and more thought-provoking, and Wu Mi's words made the elders of the Ma Cang family change their expressions, "You...you bastard, you blustery bastard."

Ma Cang Yewang glanced at the elders of the Ma Cang family, and added, "Indeed, the most important thing now is to find the Son of God and complete the autumn festival, rather than arguing about who is right and who is wrong."

The young Great Onmyoji smiled lowly, "It's too rude."

The accusation from the strongest onmyoji of the Ma Cang family immediately turned the whole atmosphere upside down. The nobles originally thought it was a conflict between the Ma Cang family and the Star Clan, but it seemed wrong at this moment. It seemed that King Ma Cang Ye was standing On the side of Fujihime and Miko.

When the young Fujihime saw Wu Mi and King Ma Cang Ye, even with a serious face, she couldn't help showing a trace of gratitude.

The Great Elder, who was fighting alone, gritted his teeth. He was just a mere ghost. As long as the power of the gods came, ah, speaking of this, he was very surprised why Wu Mi dared to come to such an autumn festival.

"Anyway, if this year's autumn festival is Fujihime-sama again, I don't know if Shenlong has any opinions..."

As a young girl, Fujihime was a little overwhelmed by what she said, but she said that the old man was really annoying, so she asked without saying a word, "Then why don't you ask him to come out and ask?" .”

Elder Ma Cang: ...

Crowd: ...

"If only the old man could call Lord Bailong." The elder of the Ma Cang family coughed, "No, this is a miracle that only the Son of God can do."

"Then what are you talking about here for a long time?" The parents and mothers of Ma Cang, who are not miserable, almost don't know each other. ?"

"But the time for the celebration is about to pass!" The Great Elder suddenly stood up, "I've been wanting to say this since just now, Mr. Wu Mi, this is something that belongs to the Onmyoji and the Star Clan, even if you can make it Ghost exorcising talisman, for a person like you who can't pray to God, it's better not to participate in our topic!"

Wu Mi looked at the other party indifferently, "Oh, is praying for God very powerful?"

"Of course." The elder of Ma Cang's family said that you can't explain this. After all, you really can't pray to God. He finally caught a place where he could hammer without misfortune, and he spared no effort to continue Said, "The exorcism talisman, how can it be compared with praying for the gods? After all, it is just a talisman."

"This time, I'm asking for a gift from the gods!"

Wu Mi stared at the excited-looking man in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, "So?"

"So." The elder of Ma Cang's family couldn't help saying what he had hated for a long time, "It's just an exorcism talisman, how can it replace the Onmyoji?"

Thoughtful expressions suddenly appeared on the faces of the surrounding nobles, and Wu Cang stared at the elder in front of him, only to realize that the other party wanted to slap him in the face when he said this from the beginning.

Damn, it turns out that this bad old man is so bad that he actually wants to step on his miserably exorcism talisman to elevate the status of an onmyoji. This kind of thing that cuts off his money is simply unbearable for a second.

Did you slap me in the face whenever you wanted?

For the sake of my own profit and sales, I have to slap this face back. Wu Mi said with a smile directly, "It sounds amazing, but it's just praying to God."

He hinted at King Ma Cang Ye with his eyes.

"Who told you that our Wumi Co., Ltd. can't do it?"

As soon as his words came out, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, even the Emperor and Yongquan looked at him curiously, the Great Elder seemed to be shocked, "How is it possible, how can you jump and pray for the gods to come down?" What about Kagura?"

It's heartless to say that of course I can't dance, I can dance a few.

But our Wumi Club has been tried to slap in the face. As the chairman, he will never forgive this guy's shameless behavior.

Wu Mi stood up directly, and put B in place, "Isn't it just dancing Kagura? It's not difficult."

The elder was shocked.

The surrounding melon-eaters were stunned.

Ma Cangye Wang thought of the other party's heartfelt just now, and couldn't help confirming in a low voice, "Can you dance Kagura?"

Wuyou turned his head and responded in a low voice, "Of course not, but I've seen it. It's that thing that Tanjiro's father danced. It's no problem to learn it on the spot."

Asakura Leaf King: ...Who is Tanjirou's father?

Does Kagura still have on-site learning?

The Great Elder couldn't help turning his gaze to the Emperor who was not far away, and the Emperor frowned, "The Kagura sacrifice is a very serious matter, how could it be so easily..."

On the contrary, Yongquan beside him smiled softly, "If it's Master Wuyou, maybe he can really jump out of Kagura."

Anyway, there is no way for the current Shenzi to appear, and Fujihime-sama of the Star Clan made it clear that she would not dance when the Shenzi came, so as not to displease the White Dragon God. Very angry at the statement.

Didn't she dance for real? Didn't the other party mention that she and Bailong Shenzi were at odds in order to dance Kagura, which made Shenzi unable to participate in the sacrifice?

With the bar on both sides, the emperor was a little embarrassed.

The Emperor actually admired Wu Mi a little bit, the other party just said something very right, who knows what the White Dragon God thinks, and he can't ask Shenlong to come out and ask, no, it's a bit rude to think so.

For a while, the atmosphere of the surrounding people seemed extremely stalemate. Seeing that the time to pray to the gods was about to pass, the Great Elder couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, since Wu Mi said that he can pray to the gods, why don't you let him try?" Try it?" Anyway, if this ghost jumps, he will definitely be killed by the angry White Dragon God!

The Emperor showed some hesitation, "This?"

"How can such a serious thing happen?"

"On the contrary, if there are any problems here, let our Ma Cang family bear it together." He set his sights on Ma Cang Ye Wang who was not far away, and said righteously, "It is up to our Ma Cang family to take care of it." Onmyoji, how do you feel about Ma Cang Ye Wang taking the responsibility?"

"Hey, King Ma Cang Ye..."

Accompanied by his words, everyone turned their attention to King Ma Cang Ye who was not far away, and the young onmyoji who was watched by everyone smiled, "Yes."

He stared at the elder of Ma Cang's family and said with a blank expression, "Anyway, gods never listen to the prayers of the weak. It's just right to change to Wu Mijun."

The elder of Ma Cang's family choked suddenly, "You!"

Seeing this, the Emperor confirmed, "Then, Ma Cang Ye Wangqing, are you really willing to use your reputation as a guarantee for this autumn festival?"

"Hey..." Ma Cang Yewang smiled lightly while holding a fan, and nodded, "Of course."

Seeing this, the Emperor nodded, "Alright then."

Since his chief onmyoji said so, he turned his head to look at Yan Yongquan's expression, and found that the other party's eyes were full of approval and firmness when he looked at Wu Mi. After a moment of silence, thinking of the scene just now, he whispered, "If it's these two adults, maybe..."

Since the three parties have no objections, the person who will be the god prayer in this autumn festival becomes Wu Mi.

The nobles immediately became agitated, and the emperor hesitated when he saw the scene in front of him, and asked Wu Mi to serve as the sacrifice of the white dragon. Didn't the original elders mean the incarnation of the other party's ghost?

Why would he support it again? The emperor doesn't know who to listen to. Forget it, let Bailong rule this time!

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor has long distrusted Elder Ma Cangye's words. After all, King Ma Cangye and Fujihime did not say that the other was a ghost.

Therefore, this Wu Mi is definitely not a ghost.

And Wu Mi here, although he doesn't know any kagura at all, but he firmly believes that even if he does the splits, the white dragon will not dare to come and beat him, because he still has the pure spirit of King Ma Cang Ye, at worst he will put God also hit.

Wu Mi looked around at all the most nobles in Heianjing, looking at them is like looking at krypton gold sows one by one. As long as this time is a big success, the sales of ghost exorcism charms will probably increase again in the future, do it!

Without saying a word, Wu Mi walked directly to the middle of the bonfire and stood there, then stretched out his hands to support his head, raised his knees slightly, and turned sideways to stare directly at all the people present.

The nobles involuntarily quieted down because the man had come to the place of prayer. They only saw the man who had just put on a strange shape, and at this moment suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the curly hair on the top of his head. Man, his whole body immediately put on a somewhat strange arc.

Accompanied by Kagura's singing, the man first raised his feet, took two steps forward, then shook his head violently, and then (Jinjiang harmonized MJ's dance, don't let me write, you can imagine that he is dancing BAD Well, the author himself has gone on a trip, as a gay friend, I really don’t know how to change) The slow and wild tension makes people hold their breath.

The other party's handsome face, slightly curly hair, and blood-like bright red eyes are quietly falling on everyone at this moment, and those eyes make people tremble all over.

It was especially weird in the dark night. I could only see the young owner of the Wuyou Club stretching out his pale palm with clear phalanges, half covering his face and pressing it on his face, revealing only a bright red and demonic eye. Charming eyes.

Then the young man began to dance in a peculiar way, with a unique sense of rhythm, shaking his shoulders, his hands followed the trend down his face, and finally stayed on his waist, and then quickly spread his arms Shoulders, stride out.

"Ow—"

The young man sang the first note wildly, and then shook his head violently. When he once again set his eyes on the nobleman, they all held their breath. Such an astonishing dance was unheard of. Everyone present was shocked, they felt a little thirsty, and some young women couldn't help but blush.

Folding his hands together in front of his crotch, the young man turned sideways, and in the next second he made a movement that none of them could have imagined.

He is constantly walking, but it seems that he is constantly retreating!

God, someone can do such a thing!

Accompanied by the rhythmic sacrificial music, the man in front of him continued to perform dances that they had never seen before, whether it was the shrugging shoulders of the other party, or the gesture that the other party had never seen before, such an explosive dance made everyone, Even the emperor couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The man dancing under the moonlight is completely different from the stiff Kagura of the past. His Kagura is like a soul-stirring devil. Under the short and extremely fast rhythm, all the nobles watching hold their breath .

Even the emperor's heart at this moment is only admiration.

This man's dance, that crotch touching movement, is wild!

It's really wild!

This is how it is done! ?

Just when everyone couldn't help swallowing their saliva and continued to stare at each other's body, a beam of white light cut through the darkness of the sky in an instant, and with the sound of crackling bonfires, something descended from the darkness.

That's...that's it?

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, only seeing the colorful light, as if the clouds in the dark night were dyed with a layer of bright light, the beam of light hit the young man straightly, The dancing youth, who...

A slender giant dragon slowly emerged from the top of the man whose body was filled with thousands of white lights.

It's the White Dragon God!

He really invited the white dragon to come!

The author has something to say:

I really watched MJ's dance seriously...

I wrote it, I almost laughed out loud when I wrote it

I'm so hard