flstandardbreds Chapter 422: It is easy to invite gods, but difficult to send them away
Chapter 422: It is easy to invite gods, but difficult to send them away
"Lion God?"
"No, it's not the gods, it's the power of the gods..."
When Chu Yun saw this lion shining with golden light and its body seemed to be surrounded by golden flames, his eyes became dazed for a moment.
Looking closely, he was able to identify the true form of the lion.
In fact, they are a pair of lion dance teams, resisting the invasion of cherry blossom monsters here.
This small group, called Zhao Family Lion Dance Troupe, has only a few members.
There were probably more than twenty people.
At this moment, except for the lion dancers, the others were beating drums and gongs vigorously to boost morale.
At the same time, the mysterious blessing of national destiny is bestowed upon these people.
Accompanied by the rise and fall of drum beats.
It was as if the lion god was possessed.
Ordinary people also possess divine powers!
However, Chu Yun also realized that the lion god, who had roared and rushed into the group of demons and killed them all, was already exhausted.
The man who struggled to hold up the lion's head was already sweating profusely, with sweat mixed with blood dripping down!
They are all injured!
They are only mortals after all.
Even with the protection of national destiny and the blessing of divine power, demons and monsters cannot harm them.
But they couldn't hold out for long.
The consequence of enduring divine power with a mortal body is that even an S-rank god-favored one would not be able to sustain it for long, let alone an ordinary person.
But…but they didn’t back down.
"Old Zhao, can't you hold on any longer?"
"Um……"
"Then let's..."
"Hey, why are you thinking so much? Have you sent all the dolls away?"
"Sent them away. I immediately let Xiao Qianer take the children away."
"Hey, old boss, you know what, your little Qian'er is really good. The little girl is obviously not very old, but she is very sensible."
"Ha, you don't even need to tell me that. My little granddaughter is praised by everyone in the neighborhood."
As the old boss of the Zhao Family Troupe, Zhao Deliang, who is over 50 years old, grinned.
However, Zhao Deliang, who was carrying the lion head, was almost unable to hold on.
His vision became blurred, and every movement he made seemed to be weighed by a thousand pounds, causing his body to creak.
But Zhao Deliang had no choice.
He knew that he could not retreat, otherwise the members of the Zhao family behind him would have no chance of survival.
"Tell Old Liu and the others to stop knocking and take the people away quickly."
"I told you long ago that if Old Liu doesn't leave, those young men won't leave either."
"Eh?! Look at these old guys. Normally, they would not go to do some private work or to attend someone's funeral, but now they are so stubborn that they insist on playing that broken suona."
Zhao Deliang was so angry that his eyes went dark.
But how could he not know that these old friends were just being stubborn and were determined to go against him?
This is because the old friends don’t want anything to happen to them.
If you stay, at least you can contribute.
But precisely because he understood the thoughts of his old friends, Zhao Deliang's mood became even more complicated.
The lion's head, as heavy as a mountain, shook violently.
"Old boss, stay steady and be careful!" The person with the lion tail at the back was startled.
Fortunately, Zhao Deliang held on.
"Hey, kid, are you still worried about me? Don't worry, there's no way I'd forget something from my ancestors. I won't be able to remember it."
"I have been practicing every day and night since I was a child!"
"These decades of skills are not just for fun!"
"Walk straight, stand firm, one step at a time, one footprint at a time, stand firm like a pine tree..."
Zhao Deliang's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he was mumbling.
But even though his mind was in a trance, his posture was still terrifying!
Every step you take is powerful and resounding!
Every step is the result of his hard work, which he has honed day and night for decades backstage!
In a trance, the only thing that made Zhao Deliang feel a little sad was that the skills passed down by his ancestors were about to disappear.
I don’t know if my little granddaughter will be able to hold up this big lion head after I die.
She had told her that when she was little.
This kind of job is not easy for girls to practice.
Boom...boom boom boom!
The dense drum beats suddenly changed, and the sound of the suona also changed from lonely to high-pitched.
It was as if the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared in an instant.
Instead, there is a rising sun on the horizon.
Full of vigor and vitality, climbing to the sky!
"Eh?! Why is that little bitch Zhao Qian back?!"
Zhao Deliang woke up in shock, turned around, and saw through the lion's eyes a "little lion" on the stage of the Zhao Family Band in the distance behind him.
This little lion is very small and its head is also small.
Only a little man can hold up the lion's head with both hands.
The little yellow lion blinks his big eyes.
Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums and the playing of suo la, the little lion danced more and more lively.
You can see a small, slender body underneath the lion's head, holding up the lion's head.
Every step she took was graceful and elegant.
Every step she took was as heavy as Mount Tai!
The lion's head does not shake! It stands firm like a pine tree!
The majestic little lion blinked its big eyes and fixed its eyes on the big lion in front of it.
At this moment, Zhao Deliang and Zhao Qian's eyes met.
The granddaughter had already burst into tears without realizing it, and her eyes showed reluctance, fear, and panic.
But more of it is a touch of perseverance.
Grandpa, look, I can also dance the little lion.
Grandpa's eyes were filled with astonishment, relief, and confusion.
You little rascal, someone just praised you for being sensible and told you to run, and you ran away. Why are you looking back now?
At the same time, the two people, one big and one small, who were staring at the lion head, also met each other's gazes as the lion head swayed.
Zhao Qian suddenly jumped off the stage and bent down.
The drumbeats also reached their peak at this moment!
Zhao Qian's two sore little arms seemed to burst out with infinite strength.
Tears and sweat mixed together and slid down her tender little face.
She tried her best to shake the little lion's head three times in the direction of her grandfather, the big lion.
He shook his head and swayed with all his strength.
Throw it away and pay homage.
Two flicks, respect.
Three throws, courtesy.
Each stroke was as steady as a rock and full of surging power.
Grandpa, you see, I have learned everything you taught me.
I have not forgotten the things of my ancestors, and I will never forget them in my life.
Master, humanity...
"Ha, hahahaha."
"soy Mujer!"
"How can you be so disobedient and insist on coming here?"
"This girl is here to say goodbye to us!"
"Xiao Qian'er can do it, old boss!"
"Don't say anything. The child is fine. What else do we have to worry about?"
"That's it!"
Zhao Deliang seemed to have a last burst of energy and regained strength in his body.
He smiled, and he could go without worries.
Just as Zhao Deliang was preparing for a final fight and rushing into the group of monsters, a sword light was faster than him!
"Old man, look at these damned cherry blossom kids. They seem to have never heard a word from our Great Xia ancestors."
"Do they understand what it means to invite a god in but it's hard to send him away?"
"You have to make trouble and disturb our gods."
"That's fine, now that you're here, don't leave."