Mu Yu walked leisurely, all the flowers along the road were everywhere, looming in the morning mist, the air was full of floral fragrance, and thousands of butterflies danced, like a fairyland. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The area was so remote, coupled with the lack of resources and few cities, that he had to find a village to settle down in. Qulin City was not originally a city, but a small city formed by the aggregation of several primitive tribes, and it still follows their ancient customs.

Mu Yu had already changed into a black robe at this time, and the green silk was simply tied with a belt, and occasionally a strand hung down on her shoulders. There was a sword pinned to his waist, and although he did not exude any aura on his body, he was like a mortal. But it is just like a sheathed sword, with a restrained edge, and a sword that shocks the world.

Approaching Qu Lin City, Mu Yu already felt a lively atmosphere. The city has no walls, and most of the castle is made up of wooden houses, with a flower garden in front of each house, and the walls are covered with green vines to cover the whole house, as if it is one with nature.

And the men on the street beat gongs and drums to show their talents. The women wore long colored dresses and flower masks, and danced with the music, but none of them were the same.

Mu Yu was infected by this exotic style, and his mood was very comfortable, so he wanted to step into the city.

However, at this moment, a cloaked warrior suddenly attacked from behind him, and his soft palm patted lightly, turning into a warm wind, and hitting him directly in the back of the heart.

When the palm wind approached, Mu Yu was startled at first, but he felt that the person who made the move had no killing intent, and let go of the hand that pressed the sword. Then he looked into it, and after a moment of astonishment on his face, he chuckled.

As soon as the backhand was connected, the moment he fought with the cloak warrior, he moved his palm lightly, and suddenly the Tai Chi flowed, staggering the opponent's palm.

The cloaked warrior was pulled by this, and his center of gravity shifted, unable to maintain his balance. With a low shout, it was a woman's voice, and then she fell into Mu Yu's arms and was hugged by him.

"Xu'er, why are you here?" Feeling the body temperature of the beautiful woman in her arms, Mu Yu smiled.

"Hmph, it's boring to be recognized by you so quickly. If you want to know, close your eyes and I'll tell you again. Xu'er said coquettishly, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

"Okay..."Mu Yu said helplessly when she saw this, thinking to herself what Xu'er was playing this time?

However, at the moment when Mu Yu closed her eyes, Xu'er took the opportunity to break away from her embrace, flew into the city, and shouted: "Hehe, let's get a trick, see how you find this girl." ”

As he spoke, he threw the cloak on his body at Mu Yu, showed a long colored forging skirt, rushed to the center of the city, grabbed a flower mask and disappeared into the crowd, leaving Mu Yuwu with a helpless face shaking his head and sighing.

"According to the data, this is the annual Hundred Flowers Festival in Qulin City, and since it happened to happen, let's follow the customs." Mu Yu muttered and entered the city.

The festival has a tradition where women of the right age to marry wear flower masks to meet their significant other in the city. Men show their talents to attract women to watch, and if they find someone they like, they can take off their flower masks and tie the knot together with the blessing of the flower god.

There are more than 100 kinds of flowers here, and tens of thousands of women wear different flower masks. Each flower has its own flower language, and at the moment when the woman chooses the mask, there is an invisible cause and effect that indicates the future fate.

Mu Yu strolled on the street, although he was restrained, but there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and his deep eyes seemed to contain the stars of the universe. The Xuanyi ink sword is more chivalrous, which has a lethal effect on those young girls, and from time to time a woman wearing a flower mask throws a warm eye at him.

These flower masks actually have the effect of shielding the divine sense, Mu Yu originally wanted to find Xu'er with the divine sense, but in vain. He had no choice but to observe each woman one by one, after all, Xu'er's perfect figure was still extremely conspicuous.

"If you want to find Xu'er in this vast sea of people, you can only rely on fate." Mu Yu chuckled, stopped deliberately looking for it, and began to experience the customs and customs of this place.

And in an attic not far away, a figure with an outstanding figure was savoring exquisite pastries, looking at Mu Yu and snickering from time to time.

However, although the woman had a beautiful posture that made the men in the neighborhood fall in love, after seeing the mask she was wearing, a deep fear appeared in her eyes, and she avoided it like a snake and scorpion. What's more, he immediately left the attic, as if he had encountered a flood beast.

"Hey, I didn't expect the thousand-year-old Manzhu Sawa to appear again, this woman is really miserable."

"All flower masks are not made by man, but the flower spirit of heaven and earth spirit flower condensation, although there are thousands of types, but only the person who corresponds to the fate of the flower language can take it away."

"The moment she put on the mask of Manju Sahua, her fate was already doomed, pitiful!"

"Let's wish her can't find her other half."

"Yes, that's all there is to it."

As they spoke, several people from Qu Lin City began to pray sincerely to the god of flowers.

The woman wearing the mask of Manzhu Sawa had no idea about this, and she was looking at Mu Yu wandering around, her eyes full of love.

On the streets, in addition to beating gongs and drums, there are also martial artists who are still able to perform martial arts. This is also the most popular object for women, the concept of martial arts is popular in every corner of the Tianxuan Continent, especially in a small city with a small population like Qulin City, the number of martial artists is scarce, as long as it appears, it will attract a large number of girls to flock to it.

Mu Yu chose a window seat in a teahouse and sat down, chatting and watching this scene with interest, the joy of his mood actually made his bottleneck faintly loosen.

"Guest, what kind of tea do you order?" The teahouse guy asked with a smile, seeing that Mu Yu was extraordinary, he must be either rich or expensive, and he was very polite.

"When I first arrived, I am not familiar with this spiritual tea, can you recommend a few?" Mu Yu said lightly.

"That's nature!" As he spoke, the guy took out a tea book, which was painted with various patterns of spiritual tea, and introduced them to Mu Yu one by one.

"This is the white dew of the West Mountain, growing between the high-altitude spiritual mountains, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and needs to be soaked in unfragrant real water, with a bitter taste and sweet aftertaste, such as tasting life."

"This is the Mengding stone flower, it needs to be brewed in Yuehong Immortal Spring, its tea soup is fragrant and sweet, it has the effect of quenching thirst, and it is more refreshing and refreshing."

"This is the fairy cliff spirit crane, which grows on the high mountain cliff, is extremely rare, and the annual output is less than 100 catties. It needs to be brewed with green bamboo morning dew, and the tea soup is clear, with a faint bamboo fragrance and the fragrance of grass and trees. Take a sip to make the fragrance linger in the mouth for three days. ”

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Mu Yu listened carefully to the introduction of the guy, until he arrived at Baihua Tea, he had made a decision in his heart.

I only heard the guy read in a colorful voice: "Baihua tea, made by drying and fermenting hundreds of kinds of spiritual flowers, is a specialty of Qulin City." It needs to be soaked with early morning flower dew, the fragrance lasts for a long time, refreshes people's hearts, and can drive away a body of turbidity, so that people are refreshed, it is a rare superb! ”

Mu Yu chuckled: "Let's have a pot of Baihua tea." ”

"The guest officer is really lucky, the flower dew used in this Baihua tea must be brewed within an hour, otherwise the aura will be lost, and the charm will be lost. Our store only sells three pots of potpourri tea every day, and you happen to be the last pot, so I will send it to you. The guy laughed, and went downstairs.

Mu Yu looked at the men and women downstairs, the martial artist who performed boxing skills had already found the object of his heart, took off her flower mask, and after the two hugged on the street, they walked hand in hand to the statue of the god of flowers in the center of the city, waiting for the night to fall in love with other lovers under the witness of the god of flowers.

And those ordinary people can also find their own happiness, just like the scholar who stroked the piano at the corner of the street, holding hands with a woman wearing a purple alfalfa mask; A cowherd playing a flute by the river, holding hands with a woman wearing a geranium mask...

There are too many lovers who have achieved marriage on this day, and Mu Yu believes that under the guidance of fate, he will find Xu'er before nightfall.

Just when Mu Yu was out of his mind, the guy also brought the Baihua tea and said politely: "The guest officer's tea has arrived, please taste it!" ”