Let's go!

This walk is the separation of yin and yang.

Is it right or wrong to do it yourself?

To be precise, these more than 500 people should have been killed by their own severance meeting.

Including his own father.

Although Mei Qing was not buried here, Su Xiaoxiao still bowed heavily to the nameless mountain.

Qin Tang and Tang Tang stepped forward to support Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and smiled sadly.

"Sister Qin Tang, you can take everyone back, Sister Tang Tang, can you accompany me to Hongchen for a walk?" Su Xiaoxiao said softly.

Tang Tang nodded lightly.

The two of them turned around and went down the mountain, just walking step by step, without using any magical power.

A group of Ten Thousand Demon Sect disciples watched the two of them go down the mountain, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Qin Tang did not delay, and immediately led everyone to the sect.

Su Xiaoxiao can be hypocritical and sad, but the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is still a big sect, and there is no room for any sloppiness.

The festival has just ended, and there is still a lot to take care of.

Since Su Xiaoxiao said that she wanted to watch the red dust, the two of them specially chose a place with a lot of people.

Walking streets, commercial streets, food courts......

Su Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, Tang Tang didn't ask, the two of them were like tourists coming from afar, strolling through the crowd, there was excitement to see the excitement, but there was no excitement to see the scenery.

The two very good-looking girls were naturally very eye-catching in the crowd, and there were even a few eyeless little thieves who stepped forward to tease, and the end was naturally not much better.

Su Xiaoxiao only talked about walking around the red dust at first, but he didn't say how to go or where to go.

Tang Tang also knew that Su Xiao was suffocated in his heart.

The originally designed trap allowed Long Yutian to escape, but instead made Mei Qing innocently fall.

Although Long Yutian showed that he was not injured on the spot, Su Xiaoxiao also knew that it was pretending.

Although I don't say that I am nine out of ten stable to the dragon roaring sky now, I can't make any big waves when I dry the dragon roaring sky.

But Su Xiaoxin always felt that there was still something unclear, and she was faintly worried in her heart, but she couldn't understand what to say about what touched her heart.

Although the two of them did not use supernatural powers, their feet were not slow, they stopped and stopped all the way, stayed in the hotel after dark, and set off at dawn.

That's seven days.

Don't talk about cultivation, don't talk about the world, just pick up the things you see, Tang Tang tried to talk to Su Xiao.

Just when the two of them were playing around aimlessly, suddenly there was a noisy sound of gongs and drums from a small town in front of them.

Martial law has been imposed on the roadside, and from time to time there are still a few citizens hurrying in their footsteps.

There are a lot of police cars and patrol cars parked on the side of the road, blocking the streets and roads to prevent vehicles from passing.

Tang Tang hurriedly grabbed a big brother who was in a hurry and asked, "This big brother, what's going on in front of you, it sounds so lively!" ”

The man looked at Tang Tang and Su Xiaoxiao, and while he was surprised by the beauty of the two, he couldn't help but be a little curious, are the two women so beautiful the reincarnation of the god of flowers?

"Oh, you two are from out of town, you don't know our local customs, this is the annual flower temple fair!"

"Flower temple fair?"

"Yes, this is one of the most lively activities in our town, every community, village has to perform a show, it's lively, I won't tell you, I want to find a good location quickly!"

The young man hurried forward again

Flower temple fair?

The god of flowers?

Su Xiaoxiao was suddenly touched! His brow furrowed slightly.

"Xiaoxiao, why don't we go and join in the fun?" Tang Tang looked at an asphalt road that ran through the town, and at the end of the road it seemed to have begun.

Both sides of the road were crowded with people watching the excitement.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and the two of them did not squeeze in, but followed the flow of the crowd.

All the crowds were divided into two sides of the road by the police who maintained order, and a fence was formed on both sides of the road.

Not far away, a team of performers had already walked over.

In front is a little girl carrying a colorful flag, and behind is a small truck carrying audio equipment, and behind the truck is a team of Yangge teams.

The flowers are green, the big ~ grandpa and aunt are full of smiles, and the dance is very fun.

From far to near.

After the first team of performers came over, there was not much distance, followed by another team.

It is still a folk show and a dry boat.

It was an empty boat made of wooden shelves, and the boat was hung on the waist of a man who rowed on the ground with his legs, and a man who made an oaring motion at his side.

Colorful, exaggerated and funny, from time to time eliciting bursts of laughter from passers-by.

Further back, there is a performance team of a martial arts school, performing a group of children, and also playing the sign of a martial arts school.

It seems that advertising is also ubiquitous.

Later on, there are also many banks and local companies joining the program.

However, what shocked Tang Tang and Su Xiaoxiao the most was one of the folk scene performances.

Wu Zetian degraded the peony.

One person plays Wu Zetian, and a group of people play palace maids, ministers, and various flower gods.

Su Xiaoxiao and Tang Tang also followed the stage of the folk performance all the way, listening while walking, but they were a little fascinated.

Wu Zetian ascended the throne and proclaimed himself the Holy Spirit Emperor. One winter, she suddenly became interested, and took her concubines and palace maids to Shangyuan to drink and enjoy the snow

As soon as the heavy snow stopped, wrapped in silver, two small birds occasionally flew in, gently dusting off the branches, and scattering clumps of white flocculents, like butterflies flying one by one

The actor is dressed in a decent costume, and from time to time he points his fingers and makes a picture of admiring the snow.

At this time, as if they had discovered something, they pointed not far away.

It's a plum blossom.

Nawu Zetian seemed to be very happy, drinking and composing poems, and everyone stepped forward to congratulate.

However, at this time, a concubine stepped forward and said: "Empress Wu, no matter how good the plum blossom is, after all, it is a flower blooming alone." If you could make a decree and let this garden bloom with a hundred flowers, wouldn't it be more satisfying?

Another concubine shook her head and said, "Now in the cold winter and cold months, the plum blossoms are blooming at the right time. If you let the flowers bloom, you need to wait until next spring. ”

Wu Zetian laughed out loud when he heard this, and said: "It's not surprising that flowers bloom in spring. A hundred flowers and snow are blooming, which is in line with my heart. ”

The concubines saw that she was already a little drunk, and persuaded her: "Empress Wu, the hour is not early, go back to the palace to rest quickly." If you still want to see it, come back early tomorrow morning. ”

After this scene was performed, Su Xiaoxiao was a little fascinated, and with Tang Tang and the crowd, he followed the stage where he was performing and walked forward slowly.

This so-called temple fair is actually a mobile performance.

From one end of the main road, it moves slowly to the other, running through the town, for several miles.

After the line is lined up, the whole town is full of gongs and drums.

Ignoring the others, the two of them followed closely behind the stage of Wu Zetian's depreciation of peonies.

Wu Zetian was carried back to the palace by the palace maid. But she was still drunk, and she was still thinking about letting the flowers and snow bloom. So, the palace maid brought the four treasures of the study, immediately held the frost in her hand, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote a five-character poem on the white silk:

The Ming Dynasty traveled to the garden, and quickly reported the spring

The flowers bloom overnight, don't wait for the wind to blow.

After writing, she asked the palace maid to take it to the upper garden and burn it to report that the flower god knew.