Ancestral handicraft

Tonight is an important day for the Shenmeng Clan. The patriarch happily announced to everyone that the young master who has been in seclusion for many years will appear in front of the demons today. The young master is the heart of the Shenmeng clan patriarch. Know.

Wei Zhihe and Amu hid in the dark, the light cast by the fire and the night pearl was blocked by the wooden shelves in front, casting a shadow, the two of them stood in the shadow, as long as they didn't step forward, they basically wouldn't be noticed .Amu repeatedly confirmed to Wei Zhihe that he would not be discovered before he was relieved.

The Shenmeng clan monsters who came to the banquet from not far away took their seats one by one.

After all, Amu is still young, unstable and a little impetuous.

"Ah Jin, why hasn't the banquet started yet?"

Wei Zhihe said: "It's probably not the time yet, or the monsters that should come haven't arrived yet."

Amu: "So that's the case, then don't we have to continue to squat here and wait?"

Wei Zhihe nodded: "Yes, you have to be patient if you want to see it."

The two continued to lurk down.

Amu regretted not being able to attend the big banquet of the Gods and Dreams, and Wei Zhihe only made up his mind by asking around.

The two of them belonged to the monsters of the foreign race, and they were foreign cubs brought down by the warriors of the Shenmeng clan during the First World War. The families of the two cubs probably died in the war, and there will be no news from them again.

Wei Zhihe doesn't care about his own background, he just wants to know what's going on now, he feels like he's entered someone else's world and is digging out secrets that don't belong to him.

While thinking wildly, the great monsters of the Shenmeng clan were basically all present.

On this continent, no matter whether it is the small demon clan or the big demon clan, there is a high priest who belongs to them. Whenever it is an important occasion, there will be a high priest who prays to God, prays for blessings, and prophesies. In short, they will show their magical power .

After everyone arrived, the patriarch brought his most proud wife and the young master who came out of retreat to appear in front of the sacrificial altar, and the chief priest also saluted the three of them.

Probably because of race, Wei Zhihe's night vision is very good, and he can see the three people on the stage clearly from a distance.

The patriarch is a handsome middle-aged man, he is wearing a gorgeous robe, holding the patriarch's wife in the same gorgeous dress in his right hand, and standing on his left is a thin young man with an expressionless face, he is smiling and giving way to stretch out his hand Their saluting clansmen rose.

Amu patted Wei Zhihe's shoulder: "See, that one is the young master."

The two of them stood on the side, Wei Zhihe could only see the side face of the young man, unless he turned his head, it was impossible for Wei Zhihe and Amu to see his face clearly.

"En." Wei Zhihe had nothing more to express.

However, when Amu wanted to shake his head from side to side, the expressionless young master turned his head to look in their direction.

Wei Zhihe keenly pulled the probing Amu back to the shadow, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

A Mu, whose head was pressed down, held his breath and turned himself into a blushing face: "But, can you move?"

Wei Zhihe rolled his eyes at the fool: "I told you not to shake your head, it's not to make you hold your breath."

Only then did Amu gasp for air, almost suffocating him to death.

Dodging a tilt of the head of that alert young man, and the startling glance just now shocked Wei Zhihe's heart.

Isn't that the miniature version of Gu Lin?

Wei Zhihe asked Amu in a low voice: "Have you seen the patriarch of the Shenmeng Clan?"

Amu proudly said: "Of course, the one standing in the middle just now is the one who let us go when we were brought back and let us have a place to live, but he had to exchange labor for food. But , At that time, you passed out, didn't know what was going on, and didn't see the patriarch."

Wei Zhihe: "Indeed, since we saw the young master, let's go back."

Amu quickly grabbed Wei Zhihe: "Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't seen the most exciting place yet."

Wei Zhihe: "Is there anything else you want to see?"

A Mu: "There will be a hundred flowers dancing in the Flower God Festival every year, and this year the young master will also participate in it."

Wei Zhihe: "Huh?"

Amu: "I heard that the young master is going to dance too, aren't you a little excited!"

Wei Zhihe: "I see you are very excited."

Amu: "Hey, let's go back after watching."

Wei Zhihe: "Then let's take a look."

He didn't know if this was Gu Lin, but if it was true, wouldn't it be very interesting?

Next came the ever-changing session of the leader's speech. The trumpet Gu Lin and his mother sat in their seats.

Wei Zhihe didn't have much interest in the part of the leader's speech, he was drowsy after listening to it, but Amu listened very enthusiastically, his blood boiled, and he looked like a simple child who hadn't been born before.

Wei Zhihe squatted with the old god around, his feet were a little numb, and he simply sat on the floor. Anyway, the floor was paved with stone slabs, and it wasn't too dirty.

Amu is still listening to the patriarch's speech, and then there is the ceremony of the high priest praying to God. No matter what the result of the prayer is, he will tell everyone the best side. As for the bad side, he will keep it until Hua After the festival is over, go to the meeting room to discuss with the patriarch, elders and others.

After a long wait, finally ushered in Amu's favorite link - "Dancing Hundred Flowers".

The Flower God Festival held every five years will have a "Hundred Flowers Dance". Every dance will have a lead dancer, regardless of gender, because every monster of the Shenmeng tribe is like a fairy, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Who is stronger? Who will be the lead dancer, but if the young master of the Dreamcasters is elected, there will be absolutely no demon running for the election, because the young master of the Dreamcasters is the "number one beauty" of the Dreamcasters.

When Ah Mu mentioned the adjectives on little Gu Lin to Wei Zhihe, Wei Zhihe felt his body tremble. As a modern person, he was embarrassed to use the title "the most beautiful in Qingda University" on Gu Lin, even if he Indeed, it deserves such a title.

"No. [-] Beauty" is about to dance, but Wei Zhihe is also sitting upright in high spirits, very pious. To see little Gu Lin dancing in the second year of middle school is not in vain.

The firewood was crackling and burning, trying to release their enthusiasm.

I saw that white-clothed boy in holy snow, with long hair and a garland on his head. At this time, he was holy and beautiful, his cherry-colored lips were slightly parted, his head was raised slightly, and he opened his eyes to the moon. Slightly shaking his wide sleeves, everyone was immediately surrounded by hundreds of flowers that suddenly rose up, including Wei Zhihe and Amu who were hiding under the shadow of a few shelves.

I saw the boy's body rising slowly, and what supported him were two foot rests made of green vines. At this moment, he was like a god descending, so solemn, so gorgeous, and so far away.

The band played distant and unfamiliar music, and the girls held their hearts and danced with the boy they liked.

Amu was excited for a moment, and wanted to pull Wei Zhihe to dance, but was woken up by Wei Zhihe's palm: "Don't forget that I was peeping, and I will be punished if I am caught."

Only then did Amu put away his eagerness to try, and said pitifully: "Okay, I'll just take a look." After holding back for a while, he said, "When will we officially join the Dreamers, I like their Life."

Wei Zhihe patted the child's head: "Work hard to become a warrior, and you will also become a monster admired by everyone."

The hot-blooded and second-year-old Ah Mu stared at Wei Zhihe with burning eyes: "Then let's work hard together, Ah Jin!"

Wei Zhihe, who didn't want to be a soldier or be famous at all, barely squeezed out a word: "...Okay." It's not good to break the child's beautiful yearning for the future.

Wei Zhihe once again set his eyes on the little Gu Lin who had his own stage and stage lighting effects. He saw his long sleeves fluttering, the snow-colored robe, the wide long sleeves drawing a white line in the air, and his long black hair blowing in the wind. Flying along with his body shape changes, his shape is comfortable and wide, a pair of clear eyes are like a glimmer of quiet water under the moon, countless colorful petals are falling from his sleeves, one petal, one piece, like a dream, like a dream, it makes people feel like Intoxicated, there is still a faint fragrance that Wei Zhihe has smelled.

Leng Xiang got into Wei Zhihe's nose. Unexpectedly, he didn't have the idea or desire to eat monsters, or it was because he was not himself now, but a foreign boy who strayed into the Shenmeng Clan.

The ground is full of flowers, and the beauty is too beautiful to behold. It is worthy of being the Shenmeng, a plant-based race.

The young master of the Gods and Dreams didn't lead the dance for a long time, he was just an opening act, and disappeared among the flowers after presenting his most perfect dancing skills.

Wei Zhihe patted Amu who was still unable to get out of the dream world: "The young master has finished dancing, let's go back."

A Mu still had a dazed face: "Ah? There's still..."

Wei Zhihe felt something approaching, no matter what Amu thought, he pulled Amu and left!

"Little thief, where are you going?"

Wei Zhihe: "..." Are you calling them?Why is this scene so inexplicably familiar?

Amu was so nervous that his legs were trembling: "I was, I was discovered, what should I do?"

Now there are two roads in front of them, Wei Zhihe pushed Amu into the shadowed road: "I will lead him away, you go this way, run!"

Amu listened to Wei Zhihe's words in a daze and ran in that direction: "Oh, good!" After he ran far away, he realized that he had no idea what Wei Zhihe was talking about just now, thinking he meant the two of them going here together While running, the result did not seem to be the case, Ah Jin disappeared!

Anxious A Mu is just at the age full of enthusiasm. He is very entangled. First, he doesn’t want to disappoint Ah Jin’s kindness, and second, he wants to help, and he doesn’t know who is chasing them. If the guardian soldiers treat Ah Jin as a thief and beat him to death What should I do?But Ah Jin has always been smarter than him, has more evil ideas than him, and is also clever. If he rushed back rashly, wouldn't it be a hindrance to him?oh!what to do?

In the end, Ah Mu listened to Wei Zhihe's words and ran back first, and went back to his residence to wait for Wei Zhihe's return. In the end, reason defeated anxiety and passion, and he should believe that Ah Jin could escape the warrior's sword.

However, what Amu didn't expect at all was that Ajin, whom he was thinking of, was very "lucky" this time. What he met was not a soldier, but the young master of the Shenmeng clan who had just stepped off the stage and was very sensitive to the surrounding environment. host.

The two-legged Wei Zhihe hadn't adapted to his identity at all. He didn't know how to fight the opponent at all. He hadn't learned many skills and spells. He was swept under his feet by the person chasing him. The body becomes smaller, and the four feet become four short legs, covered with snow-white hair, which is very weird!

When Wei Zhihe was frightened by himself, someone picked up his neck, and an overly beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes.

The little Gu Lin who just danced stared at Wei Zhihe coldly: "Why have I never seen your race?"

Wei Zhihe: "..." To be honest, I haven't seen it before, can I trouble you to put me down, okay?

At this moment, Wei Zhihe in the eyes of the trumpet Gu Lin is a little monster who can only kick his legs and try to escape: "Why don't you be my pet, although you are ugly, I can be your master."

Wei Zhihe, who really wanted to speak out but couldn't, said, "..." Why couldn't he speak all of a sudden.

The trumpet Gu Lin didn't care whether Wei Zhihe agreed or disagreed, picked up the cub and walked towards their Shenmeng party. He wanted to ask his father for this little monster.

Wei Zhihe didn't know why he couldn't speak suddenly, but he knew his intentions from his little Gu Lin.

This is to take him back as a pet?Can you not go?

Obviously, his protest was ineffective. When he was struggling, the patriarch's father who doted on him had promised him that "Wei Zhihe" would be raised by him. After Wei Zhihe became a little monster, his ears became clearer and clearer, and he could hear many gods from afar. The dream girl is very envious of Wei Zhihe being the young master's pet.

"Ah, I really want to be the young master's pet!"

"But you are a sunflower, the young master doesn't like rough big-faced flowers."

"I'm young, so it should be fine?"

"Aren't you just a little daisy, the young master will definitely not like you."

"Hey, it seems that only monsters can be the young master's pets."

"But that little monster looks really ugly..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense, it's not like you don't know that the young master has always had a different vision."

"..."

Yes, the young master has always picked up ugly things, but he likes them very much, probably because he is so beautiful, in his eyes, no matter what it is, it is ugly, at least everyone in the Shenmeng tribe thinks so.

On the night of the Flower God Festival, every monster of the Shenmeng Clan can confess their love to the person they like, and they can also drink wantonly, sing and dance around, and have an endless contest.

Gu Lin has always disliked excitement, but now that he has a new pet, he is in a good mood, so he directly returns to his residence with his "new pet" Wei Zhihe.

At night, with no lights on the road, Wei Zhihe could only see the outline of the house. It was too small now, and Gu Lin's sleeves were too wide, floating around, blocking his sight, so he couldn't see clearly at all.

There are two piranhas guarding the outside of the house. If they hadn't saluted Gu Lin, Wei Zhihe would not have discovered their existence. This piranha with a head as tall as two people is really suitable as a guard.

Wei Zhihe huddled in Gu Lin's arms calmly, there were lights in the room, so he could see the furnishings clearly.

There are not many fancy vases and antiques, all of them are wood carvings, and some fresh flowers, with the totem of the Dreamers hanging in the middle.

There were also two young male servants in the room. Seeing Gu Lin's return, they immediately stepped forward respectfully.

"Little Lord."

One of them was older and had more winks: "Young master, this is?" He glanced at the little monster that was quietly in Gu Lin's arms.

"My new pet." Gu Lin's tone didn't fluctuate much, he was very cold and didn't say much.

Wei Zhihe thought to himself, could it be that Gu Lin didn't like to communicate with others too much since he was a child?

However, the focus now is not on Gu Lin's personality, but on why he can't become a human being. After all, he is also a monster catcher who makes monsters daunting. Embarrassingly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't transform from animal to human.

Unexpectedly, he was still a little monster. What did the little Gu Lin do to him so that he could not return to his human form?

Unexpectedly, the trumpet Gu Lin was still a bad boy!

"Master, your pet is too ugly, isn't it?" The older boy servant was more courageous.

The trumpet Gu Lin glanced at him: "I think it looks good."

Wei Zhihe: "..." Just now he said it was ugly.

The young manservant shut up and no longer dared to speak nonsense, the unsmiling young master was the most intimidating.

The trumpet Gu Lin ordered to go down: "Go and find something to eat."

The young manservant: "Yes, is nectar okay?"

Trumpet Gu Lin: "Yes."

Wei Zhihe, who never liked sweets: "..." Can I have some meat?

The boy servant returned with a jar of fine nectar.

He suddenly remembered: "Master, it looks a bit like a little tiger."

The trumpet Gu Lin held Wei Zhihe's front paws with both hands: "It's a little bit, but the mouth doesn't look like it."

Wei Zhihe turned his head and opened his mouth to bite his wrist, but the little Gu Lin had already been on guard and let go, and then Wei Zhihe was overwhelmed and fell a big ass, and the whole fake tiger was a little confused.

Ass hurts a bit.

Gu Lin poked its big head: "Huh? Did you fall stupid?"

Wei Zhihe lay down directly on the ground, ignoring him.

Gu Lin hugged it back to his lap, and said softly, "If you bite me, it hurts."

Wei Zhihe: "..." Lifting up like a child, he really has no luck, it's like being stupid, even more stupid than black fungus.

In this way, Wei Zhihe, who inexplicably came to the Gods and Dreams, became the new favorite of the trumpet Gu Lin, and lived happily in the residence of the trumpet Gu Lin, and he met Amu, but the other party had never seen him from the beginning to the end. He seemed to be unaware that he was the "Ah Jin" he was talking about. To be precise, it was as if "Ah Jin" had never appeared before.

Maybe it's because it's a dream mirror?

Later, Wei Zhihe once heard the patriarch of the Shenmeng clan mention the origin of "it", that is, the little monster he is playing now.

The patriarch of the Dreamers said: "You rescued this little guy yourself, and you will raise it well in the future. I think it may have a different bloodline. When it grows up, it will be trained and trained. It will also be a good fighting force. I can block it for you."

The trumpet Gu Lin said: "Father, do you know what blood it has?"

The patriarch of the Gods and Dreams smiled slightly: "I can only tell you that it has the blood of a fierce beast, and you will know the rest when you grow up."

Later, "Wei Zhihe" with the blood of a fierce beast grew up with Gu Lin.

In the process of growing up, Wei Zhihe knew the origin of the "old and ugly doll".

It turned out that it was a toy of "it".