Si'an leaves and flowers beat
It's time to dye it
The spots have grown and become rotten
Green Name Lan Comic Language
Not late at night
Zeng Jie drinks and condenses
rain lotus dew smoke
The boss didn't think it was difficult at first, but he paused when he saw that it was an idiom.
"Little brother, what's the answer to the mystery?"
Chen Changsheng said: "It's written at the back."
The boss turned over the paper and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Thank you little brother."
Then he returned all the nine coins.
Chen Changsheng left the stall with Ping An Ruyi.
Ruyi said curiously: "Uncle Chen, isn't the answer to the mystery nine-leaf lotus?"
"Sister, it's an idiom." Ping An said.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Can you guess it?"
Ruyi guessed the crossword puzzle as well as Ping An. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of the answer.
Ping An also shook his head. He read a lot of books, but asking for four-character idioms in long poems was not his strong point. It was not a magical power after all.
Chen Changsheng said: "Let's take a look when we come back. Maybe someone can guess it."
"Okay~"
Chen Changsheng walked around the temple fair with Ping An and Ruyi.
One person has a hairpin in his pocket, and the other person holds a folding fan in his hand.
"Sister, Ping An guessed the fan."
"You should let me, sister."
"Sister, you should let me go!"
"No peace."
"You are not allowed to talk when you are safe."
"..."
Chen Changsheng listened to the quarrel between them and the quarrel at the temple fair.
He likes this atmosphere very much.
Lively and full of human fireworks.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve seen this scene of bright lights and bustling life.
Thinking about it, I really miss it.
There is also the simplicity here. Although this era is bad, the simplicity is not fake at all.
This world of mortals is also Chen Changsheng’s destination.
He became more and more reluctant to leave.
Several people walked and came to the innermost part of the temple fair, which was the Dragon King Temple.
There are the most people here, and there are people selling incense and candles outside.
Chen Changsheng took a look, and to his surprise, the old Dragon King actually came and was now in the temple.
"Let's go, Chen will take you to burn incense for Grandpa Dragon King."
"Incense?"
Ping An asked: "Why burn incense?"
Ruyi said: "Ping'an is so stupid. Only by marrying Grandpa Xianglong Wang can he bless us with good weather, so we don't have to go hungry."
Ping An blinked and said, "Really?"
Chen Changsheng bought six incense sticks outside and gave them to the two of them.
"Uncle Chen, don't you want to offer incense?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Chen cannot worship me."
Ruyi and Pingping didn't ask much, and then they knelt on a tuanfu.
His eyes looked at the Dragon King statue.
The old Dragon King was also looking at him.
The old Dragon King came here on the way. He originally planned to go to the border to see the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. He also saw Chen Changsheng at the temple fair and stopped to take a look. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would never stay. .
"Grandpa Dragon King wishes us good weather and a good harvest next year."
"It won't work if you say it, stupid Ping An."
"oh oh……"
Chen Changsheng winked at the old Dragon King.
The old Dragon King glanced at Ping An and Ruyi, and then pretended not to understand anything.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile when he saw him like this.
This old Dragon King is still pretending to be confused.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen went out to buy three sticks of incense."
Ruyi asked: "Uncle Chen, do you want to bow too?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Well, your Grandpa Dragon King seems to have some objections to Chen, so he needs to pay his respects."
The old Dragon King in the statue suddenly became anxious.
It would be great if Chen Changsheng was asked to worship him!
He rolled his eyes, and then he drew out a few rays of energy and breathed into Ping An and Ruyi who were kneeling on the futon in front of him.
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "It seems there's no need."
"ah?"
Ruyi was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Uncle Chen is so strange."
Ping An feels the same way.
Chen Changsheng did not explain, but just bowed his hand to the statue.
Chen Changsheng immediately said: "Chen, take a look for a while, you are here, don't wander around."
Ping An and Ruyi stood beside Chen Changsheng honestly.
Chen Changsheng probed out his spiritual will and immediately met with the old Dragon King.
The old Dragon King cursed and said: "Shameless!"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "It's just a few rays of good fortune, why is Mr. Long so stingy?"
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bothered to come down and take a look."
Long Jun shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Passing by?"
"I plan to go to the border to check out the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade. The city god over there has begged me, so I have to take care of it."
"No wonder..." Chen Changsheng said: "I wonder where you can be so free."
"Do you want to go see it together?" asked the old Dragon King.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen will not go."
The old Dragon King looked at the two little dolls standing in the hall.
"Have you taken care of the children now?"
"Nothing to do."
The old Dragon King couldn't understand Chen Changsheng.
But he didn't ask in detail. He came down just to ask Chen Changsheng if he was going.
"If you don't go, I won't stay any longer."
"Lord Long, walk slowly."
"Come back to Tongtian River for a drink."
"must."
The old Dragon King left the Dragon King Temple.
And Chen Changsheng also withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
He came back to his senses, looked at Ping An and Ruyi beside him and said, "Let's go."
Ping An and Ruyi held Uncle Chen's hand and walked behind Chen Changsheng and whispered softly.
"Sister, what was Uncle Chen doing just now?"
"Must be talking to Grandpa Dragon King."
"Ah? Sister, you haven't woken up yet?"
"Stupid Ping'an, you don't know even if you tell me."
"No, sister, you..."
"No talking allowed in peace."
"?"
Ping An thought about it, thinking that one day he would stand up and take charge.
Wait until he succeeds! It must look good as you wish!
But in Chen Changsheng's opinion, there may be no such chance. Under the suppression of the bloodline, Ping An probably has no chance.
As I walked back, I met the juggler again.
The most eye-catching thing is probably the oil pan.
Ruyi and Ping An were interested and stopped to take a look.
"Get out of the frying pan!!"
Ruyi was a little scared and didn't dare to look.
Ping An was really enjoying watching it.
He thinks this person is quite powerful.
"Uncle Chen, can I be like this after I learn the sword?"
"Probably not."
"ah……"
"But it should be better than putting it in a frying pan."
"Is this so..."
Ping An thought about it.
Chen Changsheng looked at the person who was putting the oil in the pot, he was a little curious.
Logically speaking, the skill of putting the oil in the pan should be a layer of vinegar floating on it, but when he looked closely, he found that there was a big difference.
This man actually uses all oil!
And the oil is piping hot too!
"Everyone, be optimistic!!"
As the strong man in front of the oil pan said something, everyone's attention was attracted.
"puff."
The man put his hand into the oil pan and pulled it out after a moment.
In mint condition.
Everyone was amazed and sighed that this man had great kung fu.
Chen Changsheng's gaze towards the strong man also changed at this time.
This man is really capable!
