Anecdotes about me and the civil servants of Hades

Jiang Yu tilted his head to the side of Patriarch Xie's obese body, and his eyes widened when he saw the face of the little black man.Then he turned his head and looked at Bai Yao dumbfounded.

"He He……"

Bai Yao said: "That's right, it's him.

The little black man in front of him turned out to be Shi Feng.

Uncle Shi, the head of Mengshi Village, who is over half a century old but still full of energy, used the "Five Elements and Strange Doors" to gather everyone here.

He dressed like this in the middle of the night and came here...

Jiang Yu asked everyone's aspirations. "He didn't give away the family secret book, so he came to steal this brat?"

Bai Yao said: "No." Bending down, he lifted the strange beast out of the magic talisman array by the neck, reached into his inner pocket with one hand, took out a yellow talisman with his fingertips, and patted it on the back. The talisman burned and glowed blue. The flames, the flames burned more and more intensely, enveloping the whole cub.

However, the little thing didn't struggle at all, and seemed to be enjoying it.

The blood-stained and dirty fur slowly bloomed with pure white light.The blackened blood faded from the hair, revealing the original silvery white, and the horns on the forehead were like beeswax except for the filth, and the yellow was pure and flawless, glowing with glistening light.

The little boy let out a cry of gratitude.

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded, the ugly duckling turned into a swan, before and after plastic surgery.

After removing the blood stains, the thing came alive immediately, like a dog who fell into a cesspit and took a shower and was happily ready to have fun. He kicked his legs and raised his head, sticking out his pink tongue to lick Bai Yao's fingertips.

Bai Yao threw it away mercilessly, a little sad for his misfortune and angry for his indisputability. "Stupid stuff."

The little cub landed lightly, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, green grass grew on the dry ground it stepped on, springing up every step of the way, and then kicked on Jiang Yu's body with his hind legs, scurrying around him restlessly, his posture Light and fast, the wind blows under your feet.Just like a flexible little squirrel, except that he is several laps bigger than the little squirrel.

"Hey——" Jiang Yu raised his hand, amused and helpless. "Stop it."

The kid obediently fell on his shoulders, sticking out his tongue and licking his face.He jumped into his arms, picked a comfortable place to nest, slowly wagged his tail, and stared at the people present with his dark eyes.

Bai Yao glanced at it and sneered. "You say it's a fox?" He sneered unabashedly. "You are also idiots."

The idiot Xiao Jiang endured silently.

"It is recorded in ancient books that 'the country of the Bai family has Chenghuang, which is shaped like a fox and has horns on its back. Its lifespan is two thousand years old.'"

"Huh?" Jiang Yu, the class representative, asked, "You mean, riding this little guy can live two thousand years?"

Bai Yao said, "That's right."

Jiang Ling looked at Cheng Huang in his arms, widened his eyes, and said in disbelief: "This is impossible. Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, how could it be changed because of such a spirit beast, besides, it's just a legend."

Bai Yao said: "Legends are passed down only when they are backed by reality. It's impossible, there is a living example in front of you."

All eyes turned to him first, Bai Yao frowned.

Everyone looked at Uncle Shi belatedly.

Bai Yao said: "If I'm not wrong, you should be the ancient god praying teacher."

"Humph." Shi Feng snorted coldly, struggled out from the hands of the people on the left and right, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth shakingly. "Should I praise you, you are worthy of being Bai Fengxiao's descendant." He was not at all restrained by others' decadence, but asked even more arrogantly: "How did you guess me?"

Bai Yao didn't answer, but turned to Jiang Yu and said, "The next thing is the key point, remember it carefully."

For a moment, Jiang Yu had the feeling that the professor had drawn the range before the final exam. He quickly took out his mobile phone to open the memo, and waited for Teacher Bai to start the class with his ears pricked up.

"The stone tablet that entered the village, you said the words on it are wrong, right?"

Yo~ There is still interaction?

Jiang Yu nodded. "The structure is not right, like a mix of Xiaozhuan and oracle bone inscriptions." Speak positively, in case the extra points can reduce the number of words.

"That's right." Bai Yao was very satisfied with his studious attitude. "It's okay if you don't know it. It was written before oracle bone inscriptions, and it hasn't been handed down. People at that time called it Jiwen. It was a symbol specially used for marking when ancient gods prayed to teachers and sang sacrifices."

"It turned out to be those few words." Shi Feng sneered, "You know it." He took a step forward with his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and said contemptuously and proudly: "You are right, I am the same as Bai Fengxiao , are all gods and teachers of that era, my name is not Shi Feng, I am Yuan, Bo, Xue."

He stared at Bai Yao, paused every word, with indescribable arrogance, and mocked: "It's just that your idiot ancestor has already turned into a puddle of mud, and I'm still living here."

Jiang Yu has a toothache, why does this person look so indebted.

Bai Yao didn't get angry at all, but just left him and said indifferently: "Since you are an ancient god praying teacher, you should respect the holy spirit and gods. After doing such a thing, how dare you call yourself a god praying?" Turning his toes, thick eyelashes drooped, condescending Eye to eye with him.

"Do you remember that the first sentence of the sacrificial song is to swear loyalty, and those who blaspheme will be punished."

Eager to learn, Jiang Yu asked, "What is praying to a god? What is singing and offering sacrifices?"

He gets to the point.Holding the mobile phone in his hand, he was ready to get some useful content for homework.

Bai Yao looked at him, his eyes softened obviously.

"In ancient times, gods blessed the common people, and human beings believed in gods. People would sing sacrificial songs under the mountains to praise the gods and pray for clouds and rain. Sing, hoping that my voice can carry the towering peaks to the ears of the gods."

"But later people discovered that not everyone's voices can be heard by the gods, and only a very small number of people can make the gods give grace. They screened out those people and worshiped them as gods to perform the singing and sacrifice activities."

Jiang Yu: To put it simply, it was the first dance master.

"God?" Shi Feng, shouldn't he be called Yuan Boxue now, snorted coldly, becoming irritable as if he had been slapped.

"What do you know, little doll! What they have done is not worthy of the word god."

"They were born of heaven and earth, and they were born strong. We believe in them, so they should give them shelter. But after the Great Desolation War, who still cares about us? All living beings in the world are suffering, and howling is everywhere. How can they have any mercy!"

"You are not from that era, you don't understand!" Yuan Boxue gritted his teeth, as if seeing the tragic scene back then. "Back then, wild beasts were rampant, and the ground experienced floods, and there was no harvest. All the gods and teachers set up altars and sang sacrifices until dawn. Their voices were hoarse, but those things seemed to have disappeared, and they ignored them. "

"Bai Fengxiao..." He sneered. "That stupid ancestor of yours climbed up to Kunlun step by step and kowtowed to pray, and in the end...in the end, he was thrown down in a bloody mess."

"Why is the Underworld being so kind to your Bai family? It's not because they are gods and immortals who have done such a shameful thing and owe you the Bai family!"

Jiang Yu held the phone and watched him go crazy, silently glanced at the blank memo, not knowing what to write down, feeling that this question was beyond the outline.

The age is chaotic, the narrative is unclear, and the concept is confusing. Where do I start to remember?

Although he has long accepted that human beings are not Darwinian evolutionary history of single-celled organisms evolved from cosmic explosions.

But it still sounds a little nonsense that Nuwa made people ancient gods and the like.

The amount of information just now was indeed too large, enough to make a movie with two Gs, and the CPUs of most of the people present were burned.