Because the annual Demon Festival is equivalent to the Chinese New Year's Eve of the human world, it is very valued by the demon cultivators, and the streets that always seem a little gloomy on weekdays are now beating gongs and drums, and there are actually many humanoid stalls on the side of the street, selling more than once, and the roadside lights are brightly lit and look particularly lively.

It's the first time I've seen such a scene, and I'm particularly interested.,Of course, it would be better if the people around weren't gloomy.。

Although Qingtian had disguised his aura, the coercion caused by his cultivation still discouraged others, after all, people are always consciously afraid of dangerous things.

Xia Meng walked around with him and felt bored, but no one approached within a radius of three steps, and he didn't bring such a thing when he said he was shopping, right?

He didn't say anything, but he had a new understanding of the deterrent power of Optimus in his heart.

Qingtian naturally saw that Xia Meng was uncomfortable, thought about it, and said, "Why don't I take you to the human world to play?" "Actually, the boundary between the human world and the other two worlds is quite clear, and nothing is allowed to interfere with other interfaces, of course, Qingtian has never thought of abiding by these regulations.

Xia Meng's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to ask him excitedly, "Really?" May I? "She hasn't had a chance to enter the human world since she entered this interface, although her identity is now a monk, but in the end she is more interested in ordinary mortals. In the immortal cultivation world, she doesn't eat grains and doesn't stain dust, she feels that she is about to block her five senses! She once said to Wuyang that she wanted to go to the human world to practice, but she was rejected.

Seeing her happy appearance, Qingtian nodded in agreement, took out the magic weapon that traveled thousands of miles a day, and arrived from the demon world to the human world in an instant with Xia Meng, that is, the most prosperous imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Today also happens to be the beggar festival in the human world, and the street market at night is particularly lively because of the festival, and the crowds are full of people talking and selling, and the laughter of children.

Xia Meng felt comfortable when she saw the crowd, and secretly laughed at herself in her heart, even if she had been in Bigu for a long time, she looked like a fairy on the outside, but she was still an ordinary person on the inside!

"Sugar gourd! Sugar gourd! ”

"Sugar man! Sugar Man! ”

"Lanterns! Freshly tied lanterns! ”

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Xia Meng conjured up some copper plates to buy two sugar people, one Monkey King and one Zhu Bajie, she bit the tail of the crown on Monkey King's head, and stuffed Zhu Bajie to Qingtian, she was overjoyed: "How much this suits you!" ”

Qingtian took the candy man, looking at the brown pig demon with a big belly, he was a little speechless, he was really used to seeing the spotless fairy appearance in summer, and suddenly he was a little incompetent to sell cuteness like this.

Xia Meng saw Qingtian like this, and knew that he would definitely not care about such a trivial matter, so she dragged him to see the lantern seller: "Why are so many people around?" ”

Qingtian subconsciously looked at the sleeve of her coat that was being tugged at, he didn't know why his temper was so good, from before to now, no one dared to approach him like this except Xia Meng.

The place where the lanterns are sold is surrounded by people on the left and three layers on the right, most of them come with their sweethearts, there are poems inscribed on this lantern, and the next sentence must be written to buy the lantern, not to mention the price geometry, this Yaxing alone is more vulgar, and those scholars who have read books all want to show their style.

Although Xia Meng and Qingtian have changed their appearance and costumes, both of them are temperamental and beautiful, even if they are dressed simply, people think that they are children of the family who came out to play, and others let them debut, and the two took the opportunity to get to the front.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. ”

A scholar in plain clothes took off a lotus lantern, painted with a picture of Chang'e running to the moon on three sides, and a poem written on the other side. As he read the verse, he frowned.

The other people around him were also reading the verses in their mouths, and they read it catchily but didn't know how to go on for a while.

The young woman standing next to the scholar was a little embarrassed when she saw this, so she whispered: "If the brother of the Wang family doesn't know, I don't really have to ask for this lantern." ”

She said this to the scholar, but because of this, the scholar didn't want to disappoint her even more.

It's just that he hasn't come up with the next sentence yet, and the other people around him can't answer with their eyebrows, so they ask the seller, "I wonder if I can buy this lantern with more silver?" ”

The seller touched his beard and smiled: "Childe is elegant, but this lantern is also one of the most exquisite workmanship I have here, I really don't want to sell it lightly, otherwise I wouldn't have written such a difficult poem!" ”

The scholar couldn't help but feel a little lost, touched the small amount of money in his pocket, and wanted to take the woman to the stall next to him, but heard a clear female voice from behind: "Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Queqiao." If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Everyone turned their heads and saw the woman in white standing under the lamp, her beautiful face was not as graceful and elegant as her exudation, which was unforgettable.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Xia Meng raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the seller: "What's wrong?" Isn't that right? ”

The seller came back to his senses and nodded: "This young lady's answer is even more exquisite than the original!" ”

Hearing this, Xia Meng happily bumped into Qingtian: "Tut-tut, take a look!" "A look of arrogance.

Qingtian really thinks that there are too many surprises today, such as why did Moe's personality collapse this summer? If it weren't for his soul-searching skills, he would have wondered if she had been taken away!

The scholar saw Xia Meng taking the lantern, and couldn't help but speak: "This young lady, I don't know if I can resell this lantern to Zaixia?" ”

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows, glanced at the woman next to him, and teased: "Is it for the intended person?" "Although she hasn't cultivated immortals for a long time, and she doesn't know any immortal arts, she can still see a little bit of fate, and these two people are obviously inseparable.

The scholar glanced at the woman a little shyly, but finally nodded: "I like her in the next place, so I want to send her." ”

Xia Meng smiled and picked up the seller's pen, wrote two lines of poetry on the side of the lantern, and handed it to the scholar: "Take it, it will be a gift for the meeting in Pingshui." After that, he didn't stay anymore, but pulled Qingtian away.

Qingtian's mana is higher than her, so she naturally saw the relationship between the two, and couldn't help but ask: "Since you are destined to have no fate, why do you bother to bless the matchmaking?" ”

Xia Meng smiled: "We can't deny all the beginnings just because the ending is not perfect, after all, there are too many beautiful things in life that have no future." Turning his head to look at him, "Sometimes the process is more important than the result." ”

The conversation between the two was naturally unknown to others, but the scholar blushed when he looked at the poems on the lantern.

"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi." The woman read the poem and couldn't help but look at the scholar, and all of them smiled when they looked at each other