Qingya Zi dare to open the door, if the god at the door learns that he has lost the jade flute, he might get even worse.
When Chang Shan saw that Qingya did n’t open the door, he simply used the killer. He first wailed, then stood up from the ground and sat down in front of the door. He patted the door and cried, “God! You open your eyes and see , God has bullied God! God! Your good brother has been bullied! You do n’t care! Now bullying your brother, it ’s time to bully you!
It was crying, but there was no tear.
Qingya Zi finally had no way to take the god outside the door, so he had to send the girl to open the door and invite the god to speak in the hall.
The flower girl walked to the door and opened a door slit. She called: “God God, God, you must cry again. My Flower God invites you to speak in the temple, and I hope you can do it easily!”
Chang Shan stood up from the ground. He patted the ashes on his ass. He nodded and said, “Convenient and convenient. As long as he returns my jade flute, everything is convenient.”
After Chang Shan finished speaking, she pushed the door open and walked in. The flower girl looked at the idle fairies surrounded by the door. She bowed her hands and said: “Go back to the fairies, don’t you want to continue to surround the door, and both Let’s go. “
Those immortals also departed very consciously, knowing that the first scene of the good show has ended. As for whether there is a second scene, of course, it depends on how the flower god appeases the god. The consequences are hard to tell.
When Chang Shan walked to the main hall, he saw that Qingyao had prepared a lot of cakes and various flavors of tea. He took a jasmine tea and took a sip.
“Jade flute … Jade flute …” When he mentioned Yudi Qingyazi, he stuttered a bit. He was afraid that the god in front of him was unhappy, and went to Heavenly Emperor. Should not be that the jade flute should not be salivated, let alone reach for it.
Qingya Zi’s words turned, he said: “Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian heard that God has no children, can it be true?”
Chang Shan nodded and said, “I don’t even have wives and concubines, where are the children?”
Qingya Zi said again: “Xianxian heard again that Shangshen has always wanted a daughter, but is it true?”
Chang Shan looked at Qingya Zi thoughtfully, and he said, “It’s true, but you have heard so many things. I will ask you, what about my jade flute?”
“Shang Shen Mo Pan.” Qingya Zi took a stack of cakes and handed them to Changshan. He said, “How about the flower of Xiaoxian?
Chang Shan ’s thoughts were all on his jade flute: “How can it be? After seven days of raising, it finally blossomed. You do n’t want to digress again, I will ask you …”
Qingya interrupted: “Xianxian, Xiaoxian has a way to let Shangshen get a daughter.”
“Oh?” Chang Shan took a piece of pastry from the plate. He took a bite and asked with interest: “Daughter? What do you think of you as a son of Guanyin?”
Qingya Zi put the cake on the table, he said: “Xiao Xian is willing to give God another flower seed, and when the flower buds fall, pour some spiritual power to make the petals open. Above the stamen, the baby girl has absorbed the spiritual power of the God of God, and she is connected with the spiritual power of the God of God and is connected with the blood.
Chang Shan swallowed the cake in his mouth, and he half-confidently said: “You can be serious? What if you lie to me?”
Qingya Zi hurriedly bowed his hand to salute, he said: “Even if Xiaoxian has a few more guts, he will not dare to deceive God.”
