The Day of Piercing the Sky commemorates the anniversary of Emperor Wa mending the sky and saving mankind. At the same time, it is also a festival of hope for good weather, prosperity of all things, agricultural harvest and peace and peace.

And this is also one of the few festivals dominated by women.

"It's a pity not to go shopping when you come to the human realm, this "sky wear". Tu Shan Yaya still remembered Li Zehua's eyebrows dancing when she spoke yesterday, and said that she would take her to have a good visit to this celebration tomorrow.

Although Tu Shan Yaya is not interested, being in the human realm, being a fiancée, and it is also a celebration of Emperor Wa, it still gives some face.

But when I went out, I regretted it.

"That's too many." Tu Shan Rongrong, who was hiding in his sleeve, couldn't help but complain.

In front of me, there is a sea of people, and there are all human heads as far as the eye can see, as if all the people in the whole day are gathered here.

Tu Shan Yaya, who was not afraid even at the moment of life and death crisis, was actually a little timid at this time, because she seriously doubted that she could bring a comfortable playing experience in this situation.

Maybe it's more fun to nest in the room and hug Rong Rong to keep warm.

"That's because the festival hasn't started yet."

Li Zehua's voice suddenly came behind him, and Tu Shan Yaya hurriedly turned around but was suddenly stunned.

Because what he was looking at was not the bald head he was familiar with, but a teenager who seemed to be less than a weak crown.

It is not right to say that he is a teenager, because his upright posture and expression of winning give him a sense of youthful vitality; But the youth is not right, because the face clearly still carries the childishness unique to a teenager.

However, whether it is the breath or the voice, it is the leader of the Dao Alliance that he is familiar with, and there is no trace of any change in his body.

"How so? I guess it was like when I was younger. Li Zehua seemed to have anticipated Tu Shan Yaya's surprise, and answered her doubts at the moment before she could speak.

"Really?" Tu Shan Yaya's faint chin, "It's much more pleasing to the eye than the previous image." ”

Li Zehua was noncommittal, and then walked over to take her hand but was opened, so he shrugged and gave up. And Tu Shan Yaya also felt that the situation was stronger than people and was so arrogant, so she took the initiative to pinch half of Li Zehua's hand and then changed the topic, "What are you talking about before you start?" ”

"That's because the feast of the night hasn't started yet!" Li Zehua's remaining right hand was raised above his head and snapped his fingers.

Spots of light rose in the previously dark space around them, and the closed road finally opened. And the area that had been prepared since the morning was finally open to its true owners.

Zoning, category, booths, and various security issues. It is impossible to be too cautious in front of such a large crowd, and the originally dense crowd spreads out in all directions, revealing this real night scene.

"You smell,

Tonight's wind is Milanese floral. ”

The scattered crowd also revealed the Milan on both sides, with pure white mixed with pale yellow flowers, and green trees with small red lanterns, which lit up the night sky.

"Is it pretty?" Li Zehua asked.

"The flowers here are not flowers at all, the real flowers bloom in the mountains."

Li Zehua smiled dumbly, and without explaining, he directly took her hand and walked towards the Huai River, "I'll take you to see the beauty of the human realm!" ”

Originally, on the edge of the Huai River, rows of flower boats were colorful and very bright, but tonight there was nothing but the long black river. And with the arrival of the two people, a red flower boat four or five meters long slowly sailed over from the upstream, and then stopped in front of the two people.

"That's what you're talking about?" Tu Shan Yaya clasped her hands on her chest and smiled teasingly, "I expelled all the ships for my own fun." ”

Although Tushan Yaya is arrogant and domineering, she will not expel others because of her happiness. But Li Zehua didn't explain, so he directly pulled her on the flower boat.

The red hull is topped by three pavilions, with golden roofs and white sheer tulle hanging down from all sides.

The boatman slowly rowed upstream, and on both sides of the river bank were ancient lights like a starry sky, and that night there was no breath of technology and even the street lights were extinguished, and everyone wore beautiful costumes, singing and dancing.

But the red flower boat sails on the black river, a little lonely.

And suddenly, a red lantern paper boat appeared in Tu Shan Yaya's field of vision.

But the small red boat the size of a palm, the yellow candle on it shook the crimson flames. Then, when she raised her head and looked forward, she saw more and more red boats, completely illuminating the dark river.

"Isn't it pretty?" Li Zehua asked again, but this time Tu Shan Yaya did not refute.

And the breeze of the night sheltered his own flower boat, and all the lightships avoided it as if they had their own spirituality. The further she went, the more lightboats there were, until she saw the end.

It was the mouth of the upper bank, and countless people squatted on the river's edge with a self-folding lightboat in their hands, lit the candle on it, and gently pushed it along the river.

"On this night, people will put paper boat lanterns and make wishes, hoping that the prayer can be conveyed to the ancestors, so that the lightboat can carry it to the poem and the distance."

And when she got upstream, Tu Shan Yaya saw the colorful flower boats.

It's not that Li Zehua expelled all the flower boats, but in this case, no flower boats were allowed to sail on the river, and there would be lightboats that collided and then ignited into a huge fire boat.

But when she reached the upper reaches, she did not join the flower boats, but took her off the boat and went ashore.

And then it's good to play.

The two of them experienced the pancake "mending the sky and wearing". There are also archery activities such as "Heaven Piercing Shooting", "Tearing Cakes and Scattering the Sky to Mend the Earth", and "Drying Meetings" by pouring water on fire, all of which are sympathetic witchcraft behaviors modeled after "mending the sky", and then there are more activities to pray for good weather and rain, pray for the peace of the country and the people, and pray for the prosperity of all things.

But the activities during the day are not as lively as those at night, and there are not so many activities at night, so it is good to have a good time.

The young Li Zehua looked quite handsome when he pulled the bow, and the arrow hit the red, which attracted many tourists. After all, with the existence of a mana measuring machine, it can be known that the young man in front of him has completely relied on his own skills to reach this point. One arrow, thousands of people shouted, until the final championship title was captured.

The champion prize is a box of love flower cakes, which are made of the flowers of the Tushan Bitter Love Giant Tree, and the six love flower cakes are arranged in the shape of peach blossoms, and the pale pink color is very beautiful. Li Zehua gave half of this to her.

The name has a bitter word, but it is not bitter, sweet at first, then sour, and then sweeter, a caramel-like sweetness with a milky aroma.

has experienced so many worlds and so many delicacies, and the deliciousness of this thing can even rank top in Li Zehua's impression. , and then looked at the remaining two love flower cakes and suddenly couldn't bear to eat them, afraid that they would lose this delicacy after eating.

"It's bitter." Tu Shan Yaya slammed her mouth, and then frowned deeply.

"Is it bitter?" Li Zehua was dumbfounded.

"Not only is it bitter, but it's also very sour, and although the sweetness is there, it's more bland."

"Let's not talk about sweetness or not, can you tell so much about the taste and still be bland?"

"It's sour, bitter and bland, with only a faint sweetness."

Li Zehua didn't want to quarrel with her, so he picked one up from the box in her hand and put it in his mouth.

Well! It's this sweet taste that bursts out in the whole mouth and goes straight to the brain! Even the sour taste is wonderful, like the finishing touch!

"The taste of love flower cake changes from person to person, and it confirms people's feelings of love." An old man passing by on the side suddenly interjected, "And this little girl said that it is mostly because she has never been in love, she has never liked someone, and the sourness and bitterness are probably because of the taste of the love of the people around her, and it is a tragic ending." ”

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