Jiangcheng experienced a month of catastrophe, and finally the clouds cleared and the moon shone brightly.
Every household removed the white mourning cloth, and hung up exquisite red lanterns with paper-cuts in a joyful manner. Firecrackers and firecrackers were burned in front of every house to celebrate.
Cracking, as the firecrackers burned and exploded, red confetti floated in the air, accompanied by rising dust.
The children giggled, as if they were not afraid of the sound of firecrackers.
The adults were washing themselves up and wearing new clothes, supporting the elderly or holding children, their faces filled with joy.
Today is a good day. Lewang Mansion issued a notice allowing people to celebrate for three days. There is no curfew during these three days and they can play as they please.
Therefore, people throughout Jiangcheng were calling friends and having fun all day long, and many acrobatic craftsmen from the theater troupe also came to join in the fun.
The excitement of these three days has exceeded that of the Spring Festival and the River God Festival.
No matter day or night, happy laughter can be heard everywhere in Jiangcheng.
On the inner lake of Jiangcheng, which had been deserted before, there were many more flower boats, singing boats, and the sound of birds and warblers, accompanied by singing, dancing, and playing.
At this time, there was a small boat in the middle of the lake.
The man sitting on the bow of the boat is dressed in white and looks like a banished immortal. He swung the bamboo fishing rod in his hand lazily and yawned from time to time.
Many wealthy women on the boat couldn't help but glance sideways, but they were too embarrassed to approach directly, so they could only cast a few secret glances at this place on the boat.
It's a pity that they are all like mud cows drowning in the sea, without any reaction.
Those wealthy women could only stare at him blankly, and they had no choice but to tell the little maid next to them to quickly find out where the young master was from, and then arrange for someone to go matchmaking for them.
The little maids glanced at the man for a few times, and couldn't help but widen their eyes. They thought in their hearts whether they could take advantage of it. If they could introduce their own ladies to him, wouldn't they be able to happily have sex with each other? Girl.
But the young man was just sitting on an ordinary boat. Although he had an extraordinary temperament and looked very noble in his clothes, the boat under his feet was very ordinary. It was rented casually by the lake.
The strange thing is that I didn't see the boatman driving the boat, otherwise I could have learned something from him.
Oops, let alone those rich ladies who are anxious, even those little maids are anxious too.
Some brave maids simply rented a small boat and asked the boatman to row them to the young master. The maid's hand is still firmly holding the lady's personal handkerchief or other tokens, and the most powerful one is holding a pink bellyband. I don't know if the lady just took it off.
But it's strange that no matter how hard I row, I can't get close to the boat.
The man was looking at the lake half leisurely and half bored. Faint tunes could be heard from the flower boats and boats in the distance. Some were very beautiful and elegant, but some were a little hard to describe.
He plucked his ears in annoyance and shook the bamboo pole in his hand.
"The entry level... I have just entered the door."
The man sighed.
The entry level, as the first level, was much weaker than he thought. After all, as an ordinary person, he had fought against powerful demons with the help of many magic weapons, so he didn't feel much novelty about the current level.
But no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it can only assist oneself, and the improvement of one's realm is to make oneself stronger in the true sense.
Now even sitting on the bow of the boat, he can hear sounds a hundred steps away, and his eyes can see more things at night.
The improvement in realm made his soul stronger.
Mortals and ascetics are only separated by an entry level, but the gap in between is as huge as a chasm, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to cross it.
call--
The man took a breath.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that could not be seen by ordinary people around him boiled, and then entered the man's body like a whale swallowing it, but like water poured into a watering can, it quickly leaked out.
"Oh, I'm not as good as before now."
Previously, it was because of the Immortal Sword Qi in his body that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he inhaled would be directly absorbed by the Immortal Sword Qi after it was converted into true energy, so he was unable to enter.
But now I feel even more uncomfortable. The meridians all over my body feel like countless small holes have been poked out. As soon as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters the body and circulates, it dissipates out again in less than a week.
In the end, I still couldn't gather any energy.
"Xia Zhichan..."
Following the sound, a woman came out of the cabin.
The man wiped away his previous laziness and even straightened his back to make his body appear taller. Even the fishing rod in his hand became taut.
Jiang Qin looked at his appearance and couldn't help but shake his head, with a smile on his lips.
Like the man, she did not wear the white Taoist robe that she often wore, but chose a plain embroidered dress, and her hair was combed with flowing clouds that were popular in Jiangcheng.
Like a wealthy daughter who sneaked away with her lover.
Jiang Qin's appearance made the rich girls in the distance who were staring at him in the hope of a chance encounter sink in their hearts. They all grabbed the square handkerchief in their hands angrily, and some even stamped their feet angrily.
When the maids who still had orders from their own ladies saw Jiang Qin appear, they could only curse the shameless vixen in secret, and then left with a dark face.
But Jiang Qin's appearance attracted another group of people. The young women who had been paying attention to the boat before were all interested in it. Those young men who also came out to play all spat and cursed in Xia Zhichan's direction. An ugly word.
There are also smart people who want to imitate Xia Zhichan's current state and see if they can kiss her, but they find that sitting alone on the bow of the boat is very handsome, but it is also very cold, so cold that it makes people shiver.
Xia Zhichan is a cultivator. Even if he has no true energy in his body, he can resist freezing better than ordinary people. The ordinary cold wind has no effect on him. What's more, he still has a wine gourd on hand.
But those young men who try to imitate him don't have this magic weapon. They can't wear too thick clothes when sitting on the bow of a boat. If they wear cotton clothes and a big cloak, then the whole person will become a ball sitting on the bow of the boat, which is not good at all. May attract the attention of women.
"The moonlight is beautiful today..."
Xia Zhichan didn't know why, but she suddenly said this. He raised his head and looked at the bright crescent moon in the sky, not knowing what else to think in his heart.
Jiang Qin walked over and sat down next to the man. She pursed her lips, wondering what the man meant by saying such a thing.
His body recovered quickly, mainly because the wine he drank in Chun Bu Mian was very effective. In addition, he also had the magical brew that could cure all diseases, so his physical injuries recovered quickly.
But the meridians are still a mess, so Xia Zhichan can only adjust it a little bit by herself, and no one else can help.
"How...how are you feeling?"
Jiang Qin looked at him, but he looked up at the sky.
The woman moved her body closer to him intentionally or unintentionally, but there was no contact and she kept a very subtle distance.
"fine."
Xia Zhichan stretched out a hand and pressed his chest. He managed to get up today. Chun Bu Mian had originally told him that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a while, but he still managed to get up.
The reason is that today, the little novice monk Jiese is going back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain with the seated golden body of Zen Master Fu Kong. Even though Xia Zhichan is in pain, she still gets out of bed and comes out to see him off.
Without his master, the little novice monk seemed to have grown up overnight. He refused the gold and silver treasures generously given by Prince Le, and only used two hemp ropes to carry his master's golden Buddha behind his back.
Then he clasped his hands and said goodbye to everyone, and walked towards the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain step by step.
The young and resolute novice monk carries his golden Buddha master who is always smiling on his back.
"Zen Master Fukong sat down and transformed into a golden Buddha. I heard that there are ten thousand golden Buddhas on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain..."
Xia Zhichan may have realized that what she just said was indifferent to the woman, so she changed the topic and said casually.
"Um."
Jiang Qin didn't seem to be interested in this topic either. She simply replied with one word and lowered her eyebrows as if she was unhappy.
"Well……"
Even the eloquent Xia Zhichan was dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't know how to get the woman out of her depressed mood.
He could probably guess the reason for Jiang Qin's low mood. The three of them faced the danger together. She once said that there was no way to retreat, but in the end she still didn't help.
Xia Zhichan almost sacrificed his life to kill the monster. Zen Master Fu Kong exhausted all his energy and finally became a Buddha in order to save Xia Zhichan.
The woman felt like she was an idle bystander from beginning to end.
Although there is a waning moon in the sky, it is as bright as a newly polished mirror.
The white moonlight fell and draped on their shoulders.
Alas, it seems that I can only play rogue again.
In the past few days, whenever Jiang Qin's mood was low, Xia Zhichan would use various methods to stir up her mood. She even used less elegant tricks several times. If those tricks were revealed, anyone would have no choice but to Defined as playing hooligan.
The man stretched out a hand, wanting to pinch the woman's chubby cheeks as usual, using this stimulating method to break her depressed mood.
But just as he stretched out his hand, he was unexpectedly held by Jiang Qin.
The woman's fingers were slender and her palm was small, so she only held a few of his fingers, which were in turn wrapped in the man's palm.
"Xia Zhichan..."
Jiang Qin seemed to have made up her mind. She was hesitant and held Xia Zhichan's hand a little harder, as if she had finally made a decision.
"Can you……"
The man seemed to know what she meant. In this incident, Jiang Qin's cultivation level was not too low, but she was like a novice who had only read military books while holding thousands of troops, while Xia Zhichan held the There are only generals who are old, weak and disabled but have experienced hundreds of battles, so they often have to obey the men's arrangements when encountering problems.
Xia Zhichan looked at the woman in front of him and her cheeks gradually turned red. He knew that the woman might be embarrassed. She wanted to ask him to teach her the fighting skills against monsters, but she was too shy to say it.
So he wanted to help the woman finish what she said, but he didn't expect the two of them to say in unison:
"Teach you how to deal with monsters?"
"Become a Taoist companion with me?"
Xia Zhichan and Jiang Qin blinked several times at the same time, and when they looked at each other, they could see undisguised surprise in each other's eyes.
"ah?"
"ah?"
