Heaven is fearless

When it comes to avoiding the world, the Wuzu and Yaozu have probably brought this way to the peak. It is difficult for the Yaozu themselves to develop their wisdom, and it is even more difficult to cultivate. In a small area, do not communicate with the outside world.

And the demon king who leads the demon clan has simply lived in the sea for thousands of years. The monks only vaguely know that the real body of the demon king is the sea clan, and other information about him is just a question. No one knows the gender of the demon emperor.

In contrast, although the Witch Clan hides from the world, they are obviously much more lively and cheerful than the Yao Clan.

The Wu tribe is also a model of living together. Their population is not large. They have been multiplied for tens of thousands of years and are still stable at the level of tens of thousands, no more and no less. These people live in the highest place on the mainland - the Far East It is said that it is because it is the closest to the starry sky.

The dangerous building in the extreme east was built by the Wu people who are proficient in mechanics. It is a huge building that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The appearance of this tall building can be seen thousands of miles away. Everyone knows that the dangerous building lives There is a celestial being who can communicate with the stars, the sun and the moon, and can see the trajectory of all things for thousands of years. According to the word of mouth of the world, this witch master has been deified.

Yougou bounced downstairs with her skirt in her hand, put her feet together, and jumped down the stairs step by step, like a child, and the lively and playful children followed her and went with her happily. Jump down, just like a string of rabbits hanging on the stairs.

"Sister Yougou! Will the High Priest come down to play today?" A little girl following her asked sweetly.

Her big watery eyes are full of ignorance and innocence, and her face is flushed, pitiful and cute. Of course, the premise is to ignore the poisonous long snake with a triangular head in her hand.

You Gou turned his head, grinning, snorted vigorously the little girl's hair, and shook the silver ornaments on his body, jingling: "The high priest is still awake, next time I will drag the high priest to Huojiu, my old lady will take you!" The dripping snakes are all made into teppanyaki."

After being frightened with an extremely gentle tone, the little girl didn't look like she was going to cry, she looked at Yougou with disdain: "Your son, you can scare the little doll, so there's no use for it."

You Gou scratched her face with two fingers: "You little doll? You little doll, you call me sister!"

The little girl leaned back nimbly, as if she had no bones in her body, dodged from You Gou's hands, and looked at her with a smile: "It's not what you said, you are too old to call your grandma, if you want a baby to call you sister .”

Yougou grabbed the snake's tail with his backhand: "Ayou Sang!"

After being caught by the tail, the snake seemed to be dead. It stretched stiffly into a long strip and froze in the air. After a while, as if surrendering, the snake turned its head in a difficult direction and looked at Yougou: "Okay, okay. Slightly, let go of my old lady's tail and don't make trouble."

You Gou let go of the snake tail, the snake curled up, swam around and coiled around the little girl's neck, put its head on her shoulder peacefully, made itself a harmless ornament, and closed its eyes .

The moment the snake closed its eyes, the little girl seemed to be suddenly infused with spiritual energy. She shook her hands, let out a long breath, and rubbed her legs and hands busily, following the continuous brittleness of her bones. With a sound, her body was slowly elongated, and the child's immature and flat body was pulled out of a slender and graceful arc. The slender, crystal-clear snow-white arms were fished into the storage ring, and a man's dark purple robe was pulled out. Feel free to wrap it around your body.

Appearing in front of Yougou was a beautiful woman about the same height as her, with wild and handsome eyebrows, red lips and black hair, a pair of slender legs and a slender waist, her neck was as elegant as a swan, and her long robe matched her appearance. It was a little longer than her height, and it hung loosely on her shoulders. The soft fabric was shining with pearls like stars, and the edges were thickly embroidered with intricate patterns a few inches.

Yougou's eyes widened, and he stretched his finger forward, pointing at her: "You you you you!!!"

Ah Yousang raised her chin, looking proud and beautiful: "What?"

Before Yougou could speak, the children who had been bouncing around behind them poked their heads out. The little boy who was the leader had a jiujiu pierced on his head, and stared at him with an inexplicable look. Ayousang: "Ayousang stole the high priest's clothes again."

Ayou Sang stared back at him confidently: "What is stealing! Is it stealing? I asked the adults about it! He acquiesced!"

Yougou was so angry that he exploded, and jumped up to grab the robe: "Fart! You must have asked the high priest while he was drunk!"

The children cast their admiring eyes on Yougou.

Wow, sister Yougou looks so angry that she uttered such a standard official sentence!

Ayousang jumped up to avoid Yougou's hand, clutched his robe tightly and jumped up the stairs, and stuck out his tongue at the mad Yougou on the platform: "Slightly slightly slightly, I can't catch it."

"Ahhhhhhhh! Ayousang!!!"

Yougou picked up a child and threw it towards Ayousang like throwing a javelin: "Undress this old lady!"

The children were not panicked when they were caught and thrown out. They let out a cry of joy and flew towards Ayousang with open arms. The children who were not caught sighed with regret: "Oh, it's not my turn this time." ..."

"Next time, next time, next time will always be your turn."

"I want to fly too..."

A group of children were chattering, and Yougou rolled up his sleeves and chased after Ayousang. Ayousang held the child flying over under his arm, grinningly made a face at Yougou, and rubbed oil drills on the soles of his feet. Into the corridor that moves and changes layer by layer.

The organs of dangerous buildings are unpredictable, and it is very likely that the stairs that were there at one moment will move to other places at the next moment. It is not the Wu people who live in dangerous buildings. dangerous place.

Ayousang led the child up on the hanging ladder, while Yougou stood below, his whole face turned blue.

A woman of the Wu nationality passing by saw this scene, with a vegetable basket in her hand, and smiled and asked Ayousang who had risen from her side: "Are you playing with Lord Yugo again? Oh, this is not the clothes of the high priest." ? I remember, I embroidered the ones here."

The Witch Lord is loved by everyone in the Witch Clan, and they spare no effort to give everything to the Witch Lord, caring for him and loving him like their child, their father, and their god.

Ayou Sang waved at her: "Auntie, what are you having for lunch?"

The young and beautiful woman who was called aunt did not change her face, and held up the basket to show her: "It's still the same, your uncle loves to eat, and you won't get tired of eating it for hundreds of years... Don't damage the clothes, remember to wash them and send them away." Go back, if you can’t wash it, give it to me.”

Ah Yousang responded loudly, and the figure disappeared with the hanging ladder.

The atmosphere of the Witch Clan is extremely harmonious, like a family that has been magnified countless times. The Witch Lord is their patriarch, and the rest of them are uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. No matter where they go, they don’t have to worry about food—it’s terrifyingly united. .

Floating up the hanging ladder to a place where Yougou's voice could not be heard, Ayousang took off the pendant and put it on the corridor: "Go home, your parents are looking for you."

The child hugged Ayousang's thigh for a while, and reluctantly let go of it: "Sister Ayousang, the last time the adults said they would come to my house to play, when will you come?"

Ayousang patted his round head, very perfunctory: "Hey, next time is the next time, maybe tomorrow will be, the little baby will be bald early in life if he wants to be too dazed."

Leaving aside the foolish child who was startled and touching the top of his head, Ayousang briskly jumped onto the floating ladder beside him, and went up with the crazily accelerating floating ladder.

She was still wrapped in the Witch Lord's robe and didn't intend to take it off, because it was troublesome to drag the clothes on the floor, so she simply wrapped the sleeves around her shoulders and tied a sexy skirt for herself, revealing her beautiful shoulders and collarbone, and the hem Tucked into the waist, showing the beautifully curved calf curve.

Her dress is considered unconventional to the outside world, and it may scare a few people to death, but in the dangerous building, the men and women who come and go turn a blind eye to it-it’s nothing to show shoulders and calves, they have seen the world, when there is a banquet , Boys are not allowed to wear tops, so why not let girls take them off.

——It's a pity that the high priest is not in good health, and he will get sick if he takes off his clothes, or else he has to drip together.

Ayousang wore this short skirt that was remade, and flew all the way up, the open dome on the top of the dangerous building cast bright moonlight, and countless small mirrors popped up on each floor, and they were scattered in different places. The place, after precise calculation, reflects this moonlight, reflecting the entire huge dangerous building like daytime.

It's just that this day is more quiet, with a touch of deserted tenderness.

The floating ladder stopped at the 200th floor. There were very few people living on this floor. Someone opened the window and looked out. Seeing that it was Ayousang, he closed the window again with a snap.

Ayousang didn't pay attention to them, and took out a few times in his storage bag, and took out a light purple spirit bead, which was embedded in a small opening of the floating ladder.

Swallowing the spirit bead in that small mouth, there seemed to be a crunching sound of chewing in the void, and finally there was an extremely anthropomorphic swallowing and a sigh of satisfaction.

The stagnant floating ladder suddenly started. This time it flew several times faster than before, and brought a huge wind pressure. Ayousang stood in the floating ladder without guardrails, standing upright and bright like a proud goddess, Her long hair was torn by the wind and stuck to her back, and her beautiful eyes seemed to shine brightly as the ladder went up.

The structure of the dilapidated building is extremely special. Tens of thousands of people live in the main building and several auxiliary buildings connected to the main building. Most of the time the witch master is bedridden and sick, but they are happy even if the witch master takes a floor to put a bowl of water.

The top floor is extremely quiet, facing the green lotus-colored curtain dragging the floor, Ayousang opened the curtain, and saw a huge imaginary space without any traces of buildings, facing the vast and vast starry sky, with the mountains and lights of the world under his feet, stretched out his hand It seems as if the stars can be picked off one by one, and there are misty clouds and mist lingering around the stars. This scene is more magnificent and dreamy than any dream.

Ayousang knew that the changes in the star map here and the real starry sky outside were exactly the same. A small star outside moved an inch. will faithfully reflect the inch movement.

This is the culmination of tens of thousands of years of painstaking star map drawn by successive witch masters. There is no more accurate star map in the world.

Ayousang stood on the edge of the starry sky and looked around cautiously, but he didn't hear the sound, so he was a little puzzled.

The space here is vast and majestic enough to make people feel frightened. It is different from the actual size of the dangerous building. This floor combines countless formations to compress the huge space into one floor. From the outside of the dangerous building, there is no difference here. , and when you walk in, you will find that this floor is almost invisible.

The Witch Lord is endowed with almost god-like authority in this floor. He manipulates dreams and reality, and calculates the past and the future. The witch master had a thought, they wouldn't even leave the corpses behind.

But all the Wu people don't care about this. As for the others... No one has reached this level yet, so it doesn't matter what other people think.

Ayou Sang folded his hands in front of his chest, respectfully said to the void: "Master High Priest, Ayou Sang asks to see you."

After a long while, there was a crisp bang from nowhere, followed by a flurry of clinking and clattering. The starry sky and moonlight slowly disappeared and receded like water. Under the boundless starry night, there stood a dangerous building that had shrunk countless times. Under the sky, sitting on the top of the building was a man in brocade clothes with long sleeves. He was wearing a dark purple robe with long sleeves, as if he was holding up an immortal drinking alone under the moonlight.

——The Heavenly Man of Dangerous Building, Tianheng Xingjun.

He turned his face sideways, and said in a steady and soothing tone, "It's Ayou Sang, what's the matter?"

That face is as beautiful as the bright moon in the sky, the eyes are like cold springs in the mountains and forests, and there are always butterflies with beautiful wings perched on it, the long black hair hangs down on the shoulders, it is more beautiful than the stars in the night, and it has bamboo With an upright and vigorous air, he frowned slightly, as if feeling tired and sleepy, but even with a frown, it was so pretty that it made people want to cry.

But this man is closer to the sky than a fairy, his eyes are as peaceful and clear as a lotus flower in the sky, there is no trace of mortal beauty on his body, only the sickly light red at the end of his eyes is the chain that pulls him down to the clouds.

When he looked over, there was a kind of ignorant childishness in the dark eyes, and a coldness that saw through the vicissitudes of the world, and the sense of dissociation that seemed to be flying away in the air intertwined together, wonderfully forming an indescribable Image, I can only think in my heart, ah, this is the witch master... this should be the witch master.

He is always innocent and kind, always cold and indifferent.

Ayousang was not moved by his indifference, she glanced at the witch master, and pointed out precisely: "The clothes are wet."

The witch master suddenly lowered his head, and quickly scanned himself around, but didn't find the wet corner of his clothes. Then he realized something was wrong, raised his head in embarrassment, and forcibly gave himself an arrogant expression.

However, in Ayousang's eyes, this expression is like a cat that is ready to break the cup with its claws, and is deliberately pretending to understand nothing to deal with the master's questioning.

Ayousang twitched the corner of her mouth: "Yougou didn't come up."

Hearing these words, the witch master breathed a sigh of relief visibly, moved to one side, and changed his hands from the posture of pressing on the railing beside him to another more open and comfortable sitting posture.

As his hand moved away, Ah Yousang saw a few empty wine bottles hidden under his sleeves, and two broken wine jars—well, the voice just now solved the case.

You Gou couldn't come, as if he had turned on some wonderful switch on him, he waved at Ayousang: "Come on, come on, hurry up and punch with me, it's too uncomfortable to drink and no one punches! Lose once and take off one piece!" !"

With this handsome and otherworldly face, the shaman has rolled up his sleeves happily.

Ayousang thought silently, rather than letting Yugou know the cruel fact of punching and losing the clothes, it would be better for her to misunderstand that she stole the clothes...

If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!

With such a tragic thought of sacrificing one's life for righteousness, Ayousang happily ran over, boldly lifting up the hem of the skirt that bound her legs while running: "Come here, come here, it's still the old rules! You can't play tricks!"