The mountains are very high, at least not at a height where fireworks can't fly.

Therefore, the colorful fireworks are like blooming at their feet, only the size of a human head, and occasionally there will be flickering Kong Ming lanterns, swaying and drifting past.

"Is it pretty?"

As soon as the words came out, Yuan Yu knew that there was no need to ask at all, because the round little hand of Xishuang lightly covered his half-open lips, and his mouth still made a "wow" envy sound from time to time.

Sure enough, Xishuang pointed to an umbrella-shaped firework: "It's beautiful, junior brother, junior brother, look at the Kong Ming lanterns, where will they float......

The little girl in front of her seemed to be easily satisfied.

Wherever you go, you will fall.

Yuan Yu naturally didn't answer like this, just chuckled and said, "I'll make you a lamp!" ”

There is no shortage of paper or candles on the mountain, and the wire is easy to find, but there is no glue, but Yuan Yu and Hu Fei used glutinous rice paste when they were children.

For Yuan Yu to make Kong Ming lanterns, Xishuang felt very remarkable, dancing around Yuan Yu and wanting to help, but didn't know where to start, and finally just giggled and worshipped.

The lamp made of white paper is a little monotonous, Xishuang pulled the wooden hairpin that was crooked on his head, thought for a long time, ran into the house stupidly, took the pen and ink, and drew six little people on the lamp surface, the eyes are two dots, and the mouth is a crooked line...... Probably she herself thought the painting was a little ugly, and stuck out her tongue and said, Senior Brother Xichen's painting is the best.

Yuan Yu knew that those six little people were all the people on this Taiyi Mountain.

After the glutinous rice pulp in the corners of the white paper was dry, Xishuang took Yuan Yu to the cliff not far from the courtyard with a Kong Ming lantern that was bigger than herself.

When he took out a match and lit the wax, Xishuang lightly pointed to the straw rope that fell out of Yuan Yu's pocket: "Senior brother, what are you doing with a straw rope in your pocket?" ”

Yuan Yu was stunned, when he woke up that day, this thing was quietly placed on the table in the house.

This was when he was by the river that summer, Hu Fei said that Xiaoxiao's hair was long, it was not good-looking, and it always looked gloomy, so Yuan Yu braided a straw rope and tied Xiaoxiao's hair casually.

Hu Fei sat aside and said with a smile: "When my father tied my mother's hair, he was very similar to the two of you!" ”

These inconsequential little things are naturally unknown to others.

Because it is on the mountain, this lamp flies higher than all the lights under the mountain.

After putting on the lights, there were already a few more people on the cliff.

They have come out.

Xichen looked at Yuan Yu with some guilt and said, "Xiaoyu, do you want to go home and have a look?" ”

Yuan Yu didn't know why Xichen asked this.

Old man Xiao patted Yuan Yu's shoulder, pointed to Kong Minglan, who had already flown away, and said with a smile: "Look, the four girls have drawn six people on it, so ah, if you want to get the second child back, we are too one, and no one is missing!" Longhu Mountain is not far from you, if you want to go back and have a look, let the third child take you back by the way, it won't take much effort......"

The next day, early in the morning, Old Man Xiao got up and offered incense to his ancestors.

Compared with before, Old Man Xiao was unusually solemn this day, with a brand-new robe, and even his hair was meticulously managed.

In this regard, Old Man Xiao said confidently, not only him, everyone must dress up decently, this is the first time they have gone out to show up in so many years, and naturally they can't lose their cards.

It's just that the appearance of Xiyun Dahan wearing a Taoist robe is a little eye-catching, like a butcher in a Taoist robe, uncomfortable horizontally and vertically.

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Yuan Yu still went back in the end, but there was no one at Hu Fei's house.

The matter of becoming a monk is still extremely legendary in the eyes of the people in the village, so there will always be people who inadvertently pass by the gate of the dilapidated courtyard of Yuan Yu's house, stretch out their heads to look in, and see the clean and excessive Yuan Yu, who cherishes frost like a porcelain doll, and doesn't know what to sigh in his mouth.

Father Wang rarely grabbed the corner of Yuan Yu's clothes, looked left and right, and was faintly in awe of the cherished dust on the side.

In the end, Father Wang told Yuan Yu about the reason why Hu Fei's house was locked.

Hu Fei was admitted to junior high school, which is something that no one in the village could imagine, and for Hu Feiniang, this is a big thing!

Hu Fei's temperament is very clear when he is a father and a mother.

Therefore, in order to prevent Hu Fei from skipping school, Hu Feiniang locked the door of her house, rented a house next to the junior high school in the county seat, and sold some odds and ends...... Hu Guocheng usually can't stay at home for many days, so the door of Hu Fei's house is locked on weekdays.

When Yuan Yu heard these words, he suddenly laughed for no reason, he could imagine how discouraged Hu Fei should be at this time, Yuan Yu dared to pack the ticket, if Hu Fei saw him at this time, he would definitely be very depressed and complain about why Yuan Yu had to write his name on the volume!

At this time, there are more and more people on Longhu Mountain.

Zhang San will be annoyed, he is really annoyed.

It's not because of kneeling on the washboard, but because of the people who come intermittently outside the gate of Tianfu these days, there are people from all sects, not only Quanzhen, but even the people who drove corpses in Xiangxi also came to Longhu Mountain, this posture is the same as the martial arts conference.

Not only that, Longhu Mountain has been turned upside down these days, in the final analysis, it is still the barbarian called Xifeng, this goods, since he came to Longhu Mountain, he will not recruit good things.

What made Zhang Sanhui even more puzzled was that almost half of the many sects that came had mentioned the word "Taiyi Sect" intentionally or unintentionally.

And the Taiyi Sect's cherishing wind, I don't know how many fights there have been for this.

Zhang Sanhui really didn't understand why a declining Dao sect that had almost disappeared without movement in the past had attracted the attention of so many sects now.

The little Taoist priest outside the door poked his head in, and whispered hesitantly: "Senior Brother Sanhui, it's fighting again......

Zhang Sanhui impatiently put down the bottle in his hand, dragged the little Taoist into the house, pointed to the cradle next to the bed and said viciously: "Go, change your nephew's diaper......"

Little Taoist: "......"