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The Qixi Festival is derived from the worship of the stars, and this first level is related to the stars. Fu Zhixing smiled lightly, "Please ask the question." ”

The man sitting in the pavilion said something, and Fu Zhixing frowned, "Trouble talking about official words." "Jiangcheng people usually speak Jiangcheng dialect in their daily life, and they can speak official dialect when they meet outsiders.

"Childe is not from Jiangcheng?" The man asked, changing to official dialect, but the accent was a little weird.

"Came from Yandu." Fu Zhixing replied.

The man arched his hand, "It turned out to be a distinguished guest from Yandu, please listen to the son, Sanyuan 28 nights, which Sanyuan is Sanyuan?" ”

Fu Zhixing smiled slightly, "The upper wall is too microscopic, the middle wall is purple and microscopic, and the lower wall is Tianshiyuan." ”

"Childe has passed, please give me the paper." The man laughed.

Yan Hao blinked, "This question is too simple, right?" ”

"This is the first level, and it's a game, it's too complicated, it's tiring, and it loses the meaning of playing." Fu Zhixing said with a smile.

Yan Hagi bowed his head, "It makes sense." ”

The couple continued to move forward with the stamped paper, and they were not embarrassed when they encountered a fork in the road, so they walked casually; On the other side, Tang Zhi also stood at the first level, and the question he had to answer was not difficult, "The stars are good wind, the stars are good rain, and the moon is from the stars, and the wind and rain are the stars." What does this mean? ”

"Kei Xing is one of the twenty-eight Nakshatras, the last Nakshatra in the East, for the whirlwind caused by the swing of the dragon's tail, this star is bright, is the omen of the straight wind, can be regarded as the god of wind...... "Tang Zhi is also the emperor, although he loves to eat, but he has not read less, this is difficult for him.

Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi have not yet reached the second level, and they met a stall selling clay sculptures on the road, a palm-sized painted clay figure, delicate and cute, Yan Hagi stepped forward and asked, "How to sell this?" ”

"Seven copper plates." The stall owner replied.

Ah, today's Qixi Festival, everything is related to seven. Fu Zhixing gave the stall owner seven copper plates, and Yan Hagi picked a pair of clay figurines to hold. Tang Zhi's stall only sells cowherds, he didn't buy them. The stall owner was still shouting there, "Childe, when you cross the Magpie Bridge, you can exchange it with the person you like." ”

Tang Zhi didn't hear it, exchange, exchange a ghost!

Along the way, I saw that in the lush woods, there were many stone people, stone horses, stone sheep, stone lions and other things; Yan Hagi patted his chest, "It's good that the lights here are bright enough." "If the light is not clear, it's still scary to look at these suddenly.

From these stone carvings, the couple reached the second level, the keeper of this pass is a middle-aged woman, and the test is to thread a needle, "Needle threading, Mrs. please." ”

Yan Hagi stuck out her tongue, fortunately she just threaded the needle, if she was asked to embroider, she couldn't pass this level, "How many needles can I pass the test?" ”

"At least three, and if Madame can wear seven, there is an additional prize." The middle-aged woman laughed.

Yan Hagi, don't think about seven, she can wear three to pass the test. Yan Hagi held three needles in his left hand and a thread in his right hand, and he put them on at once, and the three needles were still relatively easy to wear. The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "There are three chances, can Madam try to wear four needles?" ”

"You don't have to try, just pass the level." Yan Hagi has no pursuit of female celebrity.

The middle-aged woman took the seal and stamped it a second time.

Tang Zhi's second level is to read a tongue twister, "The Cowherd loves Liu Niang, and Liu Niang reads the Cowherd." The Cowherd loves Liu Niang every year, ahh ”

The gatekeeper couldn't cry or laugh, "Childe, this Liu Niang is the Weaver Girl." ”

Tang Zhi slapped the table, "Nonsense, the Weaver Girl is not surnamed Liu, the Weaver Girl is the daughter of the emperor, and she should be surnamed Zhang." Tang Zhi touched his chin, "Could it be that the two sides of the Milky Way are separated, and the Cowherd can't bear the loneliness and accepts a concubine?" ”

What kind of mess is this?

Nie Changzheng pursed his lips tightly so that he didn't laugh out loud. He knew that Tang Zhi couldn't pronounce it, so he could only mess around, but he succeeded, and he didn't have to read it anymore, and he passed this level.

Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi walked to a rockery, on which hung several rattans with palm-sized lanterns, and from a distance, it was like the Milky Way falling for nine days, and the third level was located here.

The three points of the third level are the same, and there are poems about the Qixi Festival memorized, and if you can memorize seven songs, you can get additional prizes. Yan Hagi stepped back, this level depends on Fu Zhixing.

"If you don't know what you want to do, you must invite the weaver girl to weave the golden shuttle. Every year, begging is clever in the world, but there are many tricks in the world. Fu Zhixing recited all seven poems about the Qixi Festival in one go, and not only passed the test smoothly, but also won additional prizes.

The extra prize was a magpie hairpin, carved out of rosewood, not too expensive, but not too bad.

"Plug it in." Yan Hagi stood in front of Fu Zhixing.

Fu Zhixing carefully helped her put the hairpin in place, and the couple continued to move forward.

Tang Zhi is still passing the third level, "You tell me first, what is the extra prize?" If it wasn't what he wanted, then he wouldn't have to memorize seven poems and memorize one to pass the test.

"Childe, I'm sorry, I can't tell you this." The gatekeeper is polite and authentic.

"It's not a good thing to think about, don't want it." Tang Zhi memorized a five-character quatrain to pass the test.

Do you want to be so disgusted? Even if it's not a good thing, don't tell the truth, it's hurtful to tell the truth! The corners of the gatekeeper's mouth twitched and stamped the paper.

The fourth pass is to test the magpie, the weaver girl crosses the river to make the magpie a bridge, so there is no magpie in the world, and the magpie's tail is bald on the eighth day. Take the magpie feathers and throw them into the water, and the magpie feathers float on the surface of the water to pass the level.

Magpie feathers are very light and it is not difficult to float on the water, but is this level that simple?

The gatekeeper explained: "The magpie feathers float in the water, and the money is placed on the magpie feathers, and if one passes the level, seven can get additional rewards." ”

The people who came to pass the customs stood in front of the wooden basin and put a feather on it, and the feather floated on the water, and Yan Hagi took a piece of money and put it down, and the feather sank with the money.

"Again." Yan Hagi tried a second time, but failed again.

The third time, it failed again. Yan Hagi pouted, "Husband, I can't pass this level." ”

"Let me come." Fu Zhixing smiled, took the feather, put it on the water, and then he put the money, and it was successful once.

"Husband is so powerful." Yan Hagi's eyes were full of worship.

"What's the big deal about just putting a piece of money, waste." Someone next to him interjected.

"What kind of person has such a stinky mouth?" Yan Hagi turned his head to see that it was a young man with a pockmarked face, and pouted in disgust, "Hey, my eyes are going blind." "Hurry up and look back at your handsome husband washing his eyes.

Fu Zhixing handed the paper to the gatekeeper, and his gaze swept coldly over the pockmarked man. The pockmarked man shivered inexplicably, the weight of his hand was unstable, and the fourth money fell, sinking with the other three coins and feathers.

"Ugly, trash." Yan Hagi scolded back, took Fu Zhixing's hand and left. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.