When Zhang Shuzhi told several companions that cold-blooded story to his companions by the lake.
On the stage.
A blue bird suddenly appeared in the blazing fire, spreading its wings, hanging in front of Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, and scolded: "Which young man is you from? Why are you so ignorant of the importance of it and go on stage to interfere with others' performances without authorization!"
How was Zheng Qing not sure at this time that he had made a mistake?
Naturally, he is clumsy and speechless.
Jiang Yu pulled him behind him.
"He is here to take over my challenge."
The witch threw the bamboo stick in her hand to the ground and calmly uttered a sentence that made Zheng Qing's eyes straight: "I gave up on the challenge just now... He was the one who took over me to challenge Tushan's senior sister."
There was silence up and down from Lishan.
There was an uproar on the lakeside.
The elder of the Jiang family, who was just smiling, suddenly stood up, pointed at Jiang Yu, trembled his lips for a moment, sighed, shook his sleeves and sat back on his seat, and glared fiercely at the witch who started the culprit.
The big foxes from Tushan family stopped discussing Maosu. The rich-looking old woman in Sima family picked up the beads on her hands, and the guests of the Three-eyed and Multi-armed tribes no longer gossiped and looked at everything in the field with interest.
Only a few witches from Qingqiu had their expressions as bad as ever.
The blue bird's brows frowned - Zheng Qing was surprised that he still had the heart to observe a bird's brow - his eyes wandered between the young witch and the witch for a moment.
"Absent? Do you know what you are talking about?" After a while, the blue bird asked reconsider.
"Know."
Jiang Yu answered two words lightly, and then changed the subject: "The challenge rules of Shanglin Yuan Chunshou are the end of the previous challenge, and the next challenge can be carried out by both sides in the next match... There is no rule forbidden for hunters from two matches to appear on a performance platform at the same time."
The blue bird picked up its wings and looked entangled.
“There are really no rules.”
After a while, it nodded reluctantly, but was still a little reluctant: "But after the two hunters in the previous game left, the two hunters in the next game will take the stage again... This is the basic spring hunting ceremony, right?"
In other words, these etiquettes should be tacit rules that noble wizards understood. Just like Duke Xiang of Song did not choose to attack the Chu army halfway after setting up a formation by the river. Although it seemed a bit stupid, this was to some extent an invisible boundary between the society at that time that distinguished civilization from barbarism.
If a country that claims to be civilized abandons the rules of a civilized world and begins to become unscrupulous, it will inevitably be abandoned by a truly civilized society.
The same is true for the small circle where the wizards of the aristocratic families are located.
Of course, just an occasional small over-the-routine would not cause such a big trouble to Jiang Yu, so she looked at the blue bird in front of her and insisted very tactfully: "It is okay if the law is not prohibited."
"But as you said, the next challenge requires both sides to recognize..." Bluebird hesitated.
"I have no objection."
Tushan Chujiu, who had been holding his arms around him, raised his hand, interrupted the blue bird with a smile, looked at Zheng Qing with a squinted eyes, and exclaimed like orchids: "I am happy to have a polite exchange with this gentleman... It will feel very interesting."
This is indeed a vixen. Zheng Qing lowered his eyelids and verified in his heart.
"Thanks."
Jiang Yu had a stern face and saluted his opponent in a regular manner. After returning to the ceremony on the ninth day of Tushan, a rainbow light fell from mid-air and rolled Jiang Yu back to the bank of Crescent Lake.
There was only one man, one woman and one bird left on the stage.
A hot breath filled the stage where the fire surrounds, and the smooth bluestone floors also had the winding traces left behind the magic circles built by the fire snakes.
"Everyone knows the rules, right?"
The Bluebird obviously wanted to end this slightly terrible episode earlier, and glanced at the two hunters, spreading their wings, sweeping away the heat in the air and the traces left on the ground: "Then... I salute each other!"
Before he finished speaking, it turned into a blue flame and disappeared on the stage of the art.
"Please give me some advice on the ninth day of Tushan."
Tushan Chujiu smiled and stroked his chest and bowed, but his eyes never left the young witch in front of him. His eyes were a little inquiry and curious, but more of it was a disturbing desire to try.
"Senior Sister Tushan, please."
Zheng Qing returned the gift nervously.
He has learned all these rules in Qingqiu Mansion. Although he is not skilled, he is not at a loss.
"Don't be so nervous, I won't eat you." Tushan Chujiu held his hands behind his back and looked at the boy with a smile. The Dharma book was hanging around his waist and swaying, as if he was not planning to open it or take action.
Zheng Qing lowered his eyelids, opened the copper-plate book, and silently threw various spiritual protections on himself one after another, eliminated his charm, and calmed down his mind.
No matter whether the big fox on the opposite side really doesn't plan to take action, or is numbing himself in front of him and thinking about some tricks in secret, he will never make mistakes in making more preparations.
Seeing that the male witch was disagreeing, Tu Shan Chujiu suddenly suggested again: "Do you want to complete the first round of performance first? We are not in a hurry to compete with each other."
Zheng Qing finally couldn't help but look up and said in surprise: "Can you still do this?"
"certainly."
The witch smiled and replied, "There are not so many rules in Shanglin Yuan Chunshou, and the degree of freedom is very high. Everyone comes here to make friends... Even if you jump off the stage now, there will be no loss. Of course, I guess you won't jump, right?"
While she was talking, she held her hands back to her chest, leaned back, and three big white furry tails fell silently from the bottom of her skirt, supporting her, making her feel as if she was sitting on a gorgeous recliner, looking like she was asking her to take care of herself.
"This vixen!"
The witch from Qingqiu family on Lishan finally couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
It attracted everyone to look at each other.
On the stage, Zheng Qing raised his hand tentatively.
A bamboo stick fell from the void and fell into his hands.
Zheng Qing stretched out his hand and a line of glittering small words were projected in the air at the same time - 'Please use the transformation technique to analyze any talisman'.
Is this considered luck?
The male witch subconsciously turned her head to look at the Crescent Lake, and the Jueyin bird she had created not long ago appeared in her mind. She had no joy on her face and was only very alert.
After being a wizard for a long time, he has deeply realized that there was no coincidence in this world. Fate is purely the dolls of the big men, and chaos is the truth in the world.
But at this moment he doesn't need to think about such a distant topic.
He calmed down and took out a meditation talisman from the gray cloth bag. At the same time, he opened the copper plate book and recited the spell of the transformation technique. The spell light flashed, and the meditation talisman disappeared, and a light blue bird with spots appeared in his palm.