He Chang is not eating or drinking, he has been making a wooden kite, his expression is focused, and he is concentrated.

When a full moon rose in the sky, a wooden kite about five meters long and two meters wide, beautifully carved like a bird, appeared in the courtyard.

Song Meijuan and Si Xia, who were silent on the side, were dumbfounded for fear of disturbing He Chang, with expressions of disbelief.

Si Xia exclaimed: "He Changzai, I didn't expect you to be a clever person, this big bird is lifelike and vivid!"

He Changzai smiled indifferently and said humbly: "It's average...... I don't know if you've seen Qin Shi Mingyue, there is a mirage in it, as long as there is enough time and materials, I can make it!"

Si Xia opened his mouth and said, "Are you talking about Ying Zheng going to the three immortal mountains in the depths of the East China Sea outside Songhai City to find the mirage of the elixir...... I didn't expect you to like to watch anime, too!"

He Changzai nodded and said, "Exactly!"

Song Meijuan said with a disdainful face:

"You wooden kite, just look good, can you fly, you are still talking about it, and you also say that you can build a mirage, this cowhide is too big, why don't you say that you can build an aircraft carrier!"

He Changzai said with a serious face: "At this stage, the wooden kite really can't fly......

"I'll just say, the big bird you made is just a façade, it looks okay, it seems that you are not blessed to get this girl's kiss!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished my sentence yet, wait a moment when I paint the spell on this wooden kite, it will be able to soar above the nine heavens!"

He Changzai said a word, paced out of the courtyard gate, and went straight to the village, where a coffin shop was opened, plus some things such as paper ties, yellow table ingots, etc., and walked to the house of the goddess Wang Shenpo in the village.

For the goddess of the village, the people in the village are still very respectful, and generally whoever has a child flashes his soul or is evil, he will go to her for help.

Not long after, he walked to the door of Wang Shenpo's house, and was surprised to find that there was no lamp in front of his house, but a lantern made of blue paper.

Ordinary people hang white lanterns when they die, and red lanterns when they have happy events, and he is so big that it is the first time he has seen blue lanterns hanging at the door of people's homes.

For this blue lantern, He Changzai was just a little curious, not too concerned, turned around and walked into the house.

At this moment, in the room with a dim electric light, an old woman with messy hair like a weed, wrinkled skin, and lost her front teeth was teaching her grandson to tie paper with slurred speech and a hoarse voice.

"Little Fuzi, this paper tie, the boy uses red, the virgin has to use green, this is the so-called red man and green woman, and the paper man is tied well, you can't draw the eyes, because if you draw the eyes, it will come to life......"

He Changzai stood outside the door and listened to the words of Mrs. Wang, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine and feel terrified.

Mrs. Wang is more than 100 years old this year, but her eyes are not dazzled, her ears are not deaf, and her hearing is still very good, after she told her grandson about the taboo of paper tieing.

He Chang, who rushed to the door, shouted: "The descendants of the He family, come in!"

He Changzai was still a little in awe of the goddess Wang who was passed down from mouth to mouth in the village, walked in with a restrained expression, and said in a low voice:

"Grandma Wang, I came this time to ask you to find a little cinnabar!"

Mrs. Wang stretched out her hand and pointed to a big red coffin with a lantern hanging from Erwa in the room, and said:

"You go over there and take a look, I'll paint the coffin, there's still a little cinnabar left, you can use it!"

"Grandma Wang, thank you!"

After thanking Mrs. Wang, He Chang slowly walked to the big red coffin where the cinnabar had not yet completely dried.

Sure enough, I saw half a jar of cinnabar on the ground, and leaned over to pick it up.

walked up to Mrs. Wang, took out a soft girl coin, handed it to her, and after thanking her again, she turned around and went out.

Goddess Wang looked at He Changzai's back, her eyes were surprised, and she murmured, "This kid from the He family has suffered five disadvantages and three shortcomings, but I didn't expect that there will be another cultivator in our village!"

He Changzai walked to the courtyard with cinnabar, asked Si Xia to go to the house to get a brush, and began to draw some strange charms on the wooden kite, so that it had the power to communicate with heaven and earth.

It wasn't until night that he drew all the charms, wiped his sweat, and sat down to rest.

Si Xia paced to He Chang's side and asked, "Is this thing you drew a charm, but it still looks decent, but I don't know if this wooden kite can fly!"

He Changzai took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a puff, and said:

"When the ink is dry, it should be able to fly...... Do you dare to sit?"

Si Xia subconsciously took a few steps back, his legs trembled, his face showed timidity, and replied:

"This, I'm afraid of heights, you let Sister Meijuan sit!"

He Changzai looked up at Song Meijuan: "If this wooden kite can really fly, do you dare to sit?"

Song Meijuan said with a determined face: "The wooden kite you made doesn't even have a power system, it's just an ornament, how can it fly!"

He Chang did not speak, and waited quietly, waiting for the charm drawn with cinnabar on the wooden kite to dry, and then muttered and recited the incantation.

The wooden kite on the ground, flapping its wings, was in the dust, slowly more than a foot above the ground, and levitated.

Si Xia looked at the scene in front of him, his lips were round in surprise, his eyes widened, his hands danced, and he shouted loudly:

"Fly, fly, wood kite fly!"

Song Meijuan thought of the agreement with He Changzai, her pretty face flushed, and she thought to herself that her first kiss was going to be cheaper for this kid.

He Changzai walked up to Song Meijuan, stretched out his hand and said:

"Didn't you tell me that if you love something, you can give up anything for it...... Look at how good the moon is tonight, why don't we fly together!"

Song Meijuan frowned slightly, hesitated for a long time, smacked her lips, her face was a little red, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Are you safe with this wooden kite, I'm only in my twenties!"

He Changzai comforted: "It's okay, don't you see that I'm going to go too, a cautious person like me, can you joke with your own life!"

Song Meijuan pondered for a moment, bit her lip lightly, and stretched out her hand with a ruthless heart.

He Chang took Song Meijuan's hand and walked to the wooden kite, raised his foot and stepped up, chanting a mantra in his mouth, the wooden kite flapped its wings, slowly rose into the air, and flew higher and higher.

Song Meijuan was a little scared, hugged He Changzai's waist in fright, closed her eyes, and didn't dare to open them.

The night wind was howling, blowing He Chang was hunting in his clothes, he turned his head to look at Song Meijuan, and said:

"It's okay, open your eyes, it's a beautiful night tonight!"

Song Meijuan slowly opened her eyes, but she didn't dare to let go of He Changzai.

She looked at the white moon in the sky, the shadows in the distance, the mountains that were not very clear, the field of vision was wide, and under the night breeze, she felt refreshed!

Under the courtyard, Si Xia was excited to shoot with a camera, she was sure that this would be a hit.

I thought that after this video, I might be able to impact millions of fans.

When the time comes, she will become a rich woman, with a bright bag, clothes, and a soft and comfortable bed.

The feeling of making money is simply not too cool.