At night, Ai Songqing also held the same style of towel, and she touched the line of small words below and read it softly.

Niannian was still at the table at the moment, seizing the last bit of time before going to bed to paint-she followed Ai Songqing to learn Yaoqin for a while today, and followed Bai Ling to pick up those young big sisters and young ladies.

These young ladies live upstairs in their house, and a white-bearded master taught them how to sing all afternoon.

It may not be accurate to say that it is singing, because Master Wu just taught them some tricks of raising their voices today, and everyone followed the master together, which made Nian Nian feel very interesting.

Although she couldn't go to the Band, she stayed with enthusiasm.

Some of the girls in the lake recognized Nian Nian and recognized this little girl who had only been in the lake for half a night, and then was sent to it by Boss Yang for nowso.

They took advantage of their leisure to surround Nian Nian, and carefully asked her what had happened during this time in the Lan Zihao, Nian Nian first said many happy things, and then suddenly remembered that her mother would not come back, and cried uncontrollably again.

Everyone wanted to wipe their tears from Niannian, but the master of the pear orchard stopped them.

He picked it up and asked everyone to listen to how the child cried.

The master held the child in one hand and guided everyone to look at Niannian's belly and throat with the other, and analyzed how Niannian breathed, how he opened his mouth, and where he made his sound...... Wait a minute.

Everyone listened and listened, and suddenly realized - otherwise, how can children cry without their throats, it turns out that the younger they are, the more they understand the essence of "using qi without force".

Nian Nian listened while crying, and finally was stunned by the master's words, choked and wiped her tears, the master put the child down again, and she returned to these young ladies and sisters.

After nightfall, Nian Nian followed Ai Songqing to deliver food to these young ladies who lived upstairs...... At the end of the day, it can be said that it is quite fulfilling.

It was completely dark, and Bai Ling finally returned to this hut again, and before she could sit down, Nian Nian came to Bai Ling with her today's painting.

When she opened her mouth, Bai Ling was stunned, "Why is Niannian's voice hoarse?" ”

Ai Songqing laughed on the side, "It's not that Master Wu praised her for crying well and loudly, but Niannian howled upstairs all afternoon, and her throat smoked." ”

Bai Ling laughed and gently scraped Niannian's nose, "A child's voice will be hoarse, how long have you been howling......"

After a while, the three of them went to the courtyard to set up a brazier together, and read today's painting diary to Bao Yuan.

Nian Nian leaned into Ai Songqing's arms and watched Bai Ling put the rice paper into the brazier one by one.

"What do you mean by those towels you sent out?" Ai Songqing said softly, "I see that every towel says 'Bring a towel, don't panic', is there any saying?" ”

"That's literal." Bai Ling replied.

Ai Songqing laughed, "I don't believe it...... You won't do such superfluous things. ”

Bai Ling also smiled, her face was reflected in the flames in the brazier into a gentle orange, but when she talked about this topic, Bai Ling herself felt a slight warmth rise in her heart.

"Actually, it's from a book I've read before." Bai Ling pondered for a moment, but still smiled and said the title of the book, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy." ”

"The Milky Way in the sky?"

"Yes," said Bai Ling with a smile, "some people fantasize that in the future, maybe one day people will be able to fly to the sky to enjoy it, and this book is the story of roaming among the stars." ”

Ai Songqing sighed, "You really spent a lot of time watching these stories of gods and demons......"

"There are no gods." Bai Ling said softly, "In the story, there are no immortals living on those stars. ”

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"There are ordinary people living just like us." "The book says that if a person walks among the stars and carries a towel with him, then others will think that he is a person who deserves to be taken seriously. ”

Ai Songqing frowned slightly, "...... Why? ”

"Because, when a person wanders in the vast galaxy, he is bound to encounter many terrible difficulties and crises, and if after all this, he can still figure out where his towel is, it means that he has always maintained his own reason."

Bai Ling suddenly smiled, she quickly lowered her eyes to reveal a self-deprecating smile, and then threw a painting into the fire.

"Some say it's the writer's satire on the pretentious red tape...... But I like this saying to bring a good towel. ”

This kind of conversation was too difficult for Nian Nian, she adjusted her posture in Ai Songqing's arms, turned over and rested her head on Ai Songqing's shoulder.

In the dark night sky, suddenly a little spark rose in Niannian's eyes.

It silently bloomed in the night sky in the south, and then turned into countless star showers.

Before Bai Ling and Ai Songqing looked back, Nian Nian had already laughed, she pointed to a corner of the distant sky, and shouted happily.

"Fireworks! It's fireworks! ”

Bai Ling's Ai Songqing followed the prestige.

It wasn't any firework, it didn't have brilliant colors, and it didn't have a continuous rise of fire.

Only a white ball of light exploded and cracked in the night sky, illuminating that corner of the night sky.

Bai Ling put all the remaining paintings in his hand into the brazier, and after seeing them quickly engulfed by tongues of fire, he immediately took Ai Songqing and Nian Nian back to the house.

At this moment, all the people who were still in the streets and alleys and on the city tower saw the rising spark.

Successive summons rang out in the streets.

"Go to the South Gate!!"

"Go to the South Gate!!"

"Go to the South Gate!!"

The patrolmen who were still holding their own positions in the streets clenched their spears, some of them held torches aloft, and all the teams increased the speed and frequency of patrolling the streets.

The other part of the Praetorian Guards and the Jinyi Guards lurked silently by the wells in the city of Pingjing.

- In the orders they received, it was clearly mentioned that someone would take advantage of the chaos and kill them as soon as they found out.

The terrifying sound of trumpets pierced through the thick night from the south, like ghosts riding the long wind of the night. Many people quietly lit the lamps and opened the doors to look out, but they were immediately reprimanded and closed by the patrols outside.

The sound of rushing footsteps, the sound of hunting drums on the castle towers, and the occasional barking and barking of dogs all broke into the ears of the people's worries.

The officials who were still on vigil in the six departments also walked out of their respective rooms, and people looked at the night sky in the south and whispered with a little uneasiness.

Sun Beiji also slowly walked into the crowd, and Zhang Shouzhong looked back, "Elder Ge, it's really in the south." ”

Sun Beiji nodded calmly.

It was another sleepless night.

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