Chapter 163: The Dance of the Heavenly Maiden

The little white hands of the flower girls hold the ribbon and dance in two sections, the colored silk flies up and down, like a rainbow bridge in the clouds, and it rotates like a colorful tornado, and the slightly green dance of the girls attracts the attention of the audience.

Just when the eyes of the onlookers were attracted to these flower girls, no one noticed that behind the curtain on the back of the flower platform located on the third floor of Yilan Building, Ziyuan was pulling the curtain open a crack, looking down from the gap, most of the paper lamps were concentrated on the second floor down, so no one noticed the curtain on the dark part of the third floor.

Shion looked at the dance moves of the flower girls on the flower platform, judging the timing of jumping, just after a backward backhand dance silk movement, the colored silk rolled close to the floor of the flower platform, and when the eyes of the guests were focused on the flower platform, Ziyuan jumped forward, and the next moment it was already floating in the air.

The eyes of the onlookers are following the colorful silk in the hands of the group of dancing flower girls, and the girls suddenly threw the ribbons in their hands into the air, and everyone looked up suddenly, just in time to see the aster that stayed in the air with the dance of the goddess.

The surroundings were quiet instantly, some people half-opened their mouths, pointing their fingers in the direction of the aster in the air, and some people subconsciously clasped their hands, the white smoke brought by the burning of fruit charcoal floated in the air, and the colorful silk tied to the aster in the misty white smoke was scattered, with the dance movements of the flower girls on the flower platform, the colorful silk danced up and down, which highlighted the graceful posture of the aster standing still.

Seeing that the time had come, Hua Mian raised his hand in the direction of the main building, and the main building of Yilan Building lit up at the same time, it should have been arranged in advance next to the front bar of each window, just waiting for Hua Mian's instructions, and then lit the lights in his hands together, Yilan Building was surrounded by a cloud of orange warm light, reflecting half of the sky as if it had been ignited.

At this time, in the royal capital, on an ordinary street, people are busy with their day's work, or sit in front of the door to eat or sit by the bridge to enjoy the coolness, women chatting in twos and threes about the parents, a group of children chasing and running through the street, and a few faint candles bring a little light to the people here.

Suddenly, a little boy in the middle of a beat stopped, raised his arm and pointed into the distance, "What's that?" ”

Hearing his words, several children stopped playing and looked in the direction of his finger, and suddenly the adults who could not hear the sound of the children's games wanted to see what was going on with the children, and when they looked at the place where the children were standing, they found that something seemed to be wrong today.

"What's going on? What happened? ”

"Where are the rituals going on?"

"No, it's impossible, it's already sunset, and there's nowhere to do the sacrifice of the Lanqiu Festival after sunset"

"But if it weren't for the sacrifice, such a light would not be allowed in the royal capital, and that direction is not where the palace is located."

Hearing the discussion of the cool people, an old man shook his head and said, "Have you all forgotten? There's also a place where you can use the lights after sunset..."

A man with his collar open and shaking a fan answered: "Look at what Old Man Liu means, it's normal for such a spectacular light to appear in that direction?" If I'm not mistaken, that direction should be - Flower Street."