Jimozi was also very puzzled in his heart, but there was not only his surname Jimo in the world, so he said apologetically: "It's us who are abrupt, I first heard that there is a disciple in Taichumen who is also surnamed Jimo, and I thought it was a brother of an uncle's family, so I thought I would come over and ask, if so, it would be good to say hello, so as to save my brother from meeting and not knowing each other, since we made a mistake, sorry, then we will leave first." ”

After Jimo Weisheng finished saying that, he returned to the appearance of a silent young man, Lin Huaizhu only had to respond when he saw this, and then looked at them disappearing in the direction of the end of the long road, and suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and put his hand directly on Jimo Weisheng's shoulder, and said: "I don't ask you the reason, and I don't ask you the reason, you just need to tell me, do you want to be a person from the Jimo family?" ”

Lin Huaizhu felt that he didn't need to ask the master anymore, looking at his reaction, there was anything he didn't understand.

Jimo Weisheng looked at her and said seriously: "Senior sister, I'm just Jimo Weisheng from Taichumen." ”

Lin Huaizhu understood his answer, nodded, didn't say anything more, and led him down the mountain road.

"Brother, isn't that person really from our team? But when I look at him, I always have a sense of déjà vu. ”

Not long after a group of people from the Jimo family left Taibai Mountain, the person who walked on the left side of Jimo Zizhen finally couldn't hold back the exit and asked, he is Jimo Ziyuan, with a straightforward personality, he has always had a saying, and he can't hide anything in his heart, just like Jimo Zizhen, he is a member of his family.

"That's right, Brother Zizhen, why didn't you ask more just now, by the way, I also asked his mother's name, let's go back and check it." Another disciple also echoed Jimo Ziyuan's words and asked directly.

Jimo Zizhen pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I'm afraid that there is another hidden truth here, if I guess correctly, this Jimo brother should not be from the master's mother, maybe it is the child left by an uncle, if this is the case, don't be in a hurry to investigate this matter first, wait for the end of the secret realm of Taibai Mountain, and then make a decision after I go back to discuss with my father." ”

Although the heirs of the Jimo family are difficult, tens of thousands of years of development, and there are only seven or eight children in his generation, if Jimo Weisheng is really a romantic debt left by his uncles, I am afraid that the patriarch may not agree to let him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

When Jimozi really thought about it, he suddenly felt that he was a little reckless to bring so many people to inquire about the news.

He stopped, turned to the person behind him, and said solemnly: "You don't have to worry about this matter, and don't talk about it." ”

All the children responded in unison: "Yes! ”

The sun is setting in the west, the tired birds return to the forest, the houses in Heyuan City are full of smoke, there are hawkers at both ends of the stone-paved road, and several children are playing around the wall, waiting for A-Niang to cook and call her back.

Lin Huaizhu was sitting on the couch in the wing room of the Heyuan City Inn at this time, there was a string of red threads on the table in front of her, Yin Li saw that she was seriously knitting something with red threads, looked at it a few times, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

Lin Huaizhu stopped and said, "I'm making cherries." ”

"Cherry?"

"Well, I heard that girls in the secular world will wear thread-knitted cherries to go out on the day of the Qixi Festival, so I'll also learn one, how about it, I'm doing well, right?" Lin Huaizhu picked up one of the bunches of finished cherry tassels and put them in front of him and said proudly.

Yin Li looked at the few red cherries made on the table and did not answer.

When Yin Li had not yet entered the sect before her death, she was also like her now, whenever the festival came, she always wore all kinds of bracelet sachets made by herself to visit the temple fair with her little sisters, although these were a long time ago to her, they were not new.

But Lin Huaizhu's previous and present lives combined, it was the first time to visit the temple fair.

When she was still Xu Changge's life, she was also an orphan, she grew up eating 100 family meals in the village, and when she was very young, she had to be busy earning rations for herself every day, and festivals were a luxury for her.

Later, she met Yin Li, although life was not so difficult, but because of her demon cultivation, she didn't dare to appear in a place with a lot of spirituality.

Therefore, when the city was at its most lively, she could only be accompanied by the moonlight in the deep mountains and old forests, and be with the monsters.

Seeing her excited appearance, Yin Li's eyes softened, and she said sincerely: "Well, it's not bad. ”

As night fell, lanterns were lit outside, illuminating the street very brightly, Lin Huaizhu with the cherry tassels he made was waiting in front of Qin Jianglan's door, and he didn't knock on the door, just paced back and forth at the door.

She really couldn't wait for the master to call her.

Qin Jianglan woke up from meditation, and before he opened his eyes, he noticed that there was someone at the door, and the familiar breath made him know who it was in an instant, got up, brushed his robe, and opened the door.

Lin Huaizhu stood with his back to the door, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, immediately turned around, saw Qin Jianglan's figure, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked impatiently, "Master, can we go out now?" ”

Qin Jianglan glanced at Lin Huaizhu, who had an eager expression, helplessly, nodded, then closed the door and took her out to visit the temple fair.

There are a lot of vendors who come out to set up stalls to make money during the Qixi Festival, all of which are concentrated in the east and west cities, Lin Huaizhu walked on Qin Jianglan's side, and every stall that passed by had to stop and watch, and every time she left the stall, she had a few more small things in her hands, and the food and ornamentation were all used, except for the food, the rest of the things were all put into the storage bag by her.

For this moment, she prepared two empty storage bags in advance!

When passing by a wooden comb stall, Qin Jianglan habitually stopped, waiting for Lin Huaizhu, who was one step slower than him, to look through them one by one.

Lin Huaizhu was not interested in combs, she glanced at it, and saw that there were hairpins sold on the opposite side, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she squeezed in the crowd and walked to the opposite side, and before leaving, she remembered to say to Qin Jianglan: "I'll go over there and take a look, and I'll be back soon, wait for me." ”

She also thought that the hairpin stall was full of girls and women, and he was not easy to accompany a man, so she asked him to wait for her in the same place.

Qin Jianglan was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, as soon as there was a flower in front of him, Lin Huaizhu had already disappeared into the vast crowd, seeing this situation, he could only smile helplessly, shook his head lightly, and stood in place and waited.

"This husband is so handsome, but he came with the little lady in the family?"

Qin Jianglan stood still in place, and for a moment, he heard the old woman sitting with her head hanging on the wooden comb stall suddenly asked.

When Qin Jianglan stopped in front of the stall, he saw that the old woman was not smiling, her expression was indifferent, and she was very detached, and she thought that she didn't like to communicate with people.

Hearing her suddenly speak at this time, Qin Jianglan reacted after two breaths of surprise, and he simply replied while avoiding the passers-by: "Yes." ”

"It is rare that Xianggong can endure what ordinary people can't endure and suffer from ordinary people, but his beliefs can still be so firm, and his original intention has not changed." The old woman raised her eyes, stared at him for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

Qin Jianglan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, his gaze suddenly became sharp, and he stared at the old woman tightly, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

After a while, he slowed down the expression on his face, lowered his eyelids, and said lightly: "The senior may have seen it wrong, so far in the next cultivation, although the path is not smooth and smooth, there are also thrills and dangers, and it is not as difficult as the predecessor said. ”

He couldn't see through the cultivation and bone age of this person, and he didn't feel the unusual aura on her body, if it wasn't for something external to cover up, then her own cultivation was higher than him, not a star and a half high.

"Isn't it, Xianggong understands in his heart that it is not easy for the old body to jump to conclusions." The old woman stood up suddenly, bent her back, and took out a wooden comb with a thin and rough hand as bark, handed it to him, and said, "Don't worry, the old body will not do anything to you, the old body just saw you and the little lady coming together, and suddenly remembered an old friend of mine, and only said more words when I felt emotional." Don't worry, I won't say more about your affairs in the future, as for this wooden comb, you can take it well......"

Qin Jianglan wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he stretched out his hand, and the ghost envoy took the wooden comb and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

"This comb is made from the branches of the Yao tree, and the pattern carved on it is Yao flowers. In our country, only people close to us can give each other a comb, which means that the two people have a good relationship. Just now I saw that the little lady trusts you, and the husband is also handsome, and the jade tree is in the wind, so the relationship between the two of you must be very good. ”

Qin Jianglan frowned, he always felt that there was something in the old woman's words, but when he looked closely, he found that the old woman's expression seemed to have a little love, and the incomprehension in his heart was even heavier.

He saw that the old woman was looking forward to his reply, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded hesitantly, affirming the old woman's words.

Although he didn't understand anything else, this feeling was true, and he nodded...... Shouldn't be wrong?

"Then give her this comb, this is the tradition of the Qixi Festival, you give her a comb, expressing the hope that she will be smooth and safe in ......the future."

"Xianggong, the old body has only one wish...... May you treat her well...... Protect her ......"

The old woman's voice came into his ears intermittently accompanied by the noise around her, although she appeared very strangely and said strange things, but Qin Jianglan inexplicably had a sense of trust in her, and he did not have any doubts about her words in his heart.

The surrounding crowd came and went, all passing by Qin Jianglan, and he and the small world in front of him seemed to be still, and no one came to disturb them.

"Master! What happened to you? ”

Qin Jianglan stood in place for a moment, and was suddenly awakened by Lin Huaizhu's crisp sound, and suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

After coming back to his senses, he subconsciously looked at the old woman and the stall, but found that his front had become empty, and there was still a shadow of half a person.

Lin Huaizhu looked at Qin Jianglan with an incredulous expression, and also looked around along his line of sight, but his gaze accidentally moved down, and he saw the wooden comb in his hand, and asked curiously, "Master, where did you get the wooden comb?" ”

Qin Jianglan looked down and saw that the comb handed to him by the old woman was still in his hand, and he slowly rubbed the Yao pattern on the wooden comb, his eyes were full of deep thought.

The comb proved that he was not dreaming about the scene just now, and that the old woman was real.

Thinking of the old woman's intention to give this comb just now, Qin Jianglan looked at the apprentice, handed the comb to her, and said simply, "Give it to you." ”

"Send me?" Lin Huaizhu took it, put it in front of him and looked at it carefully, and asked very puzzledly: "It's so decent, how could the master think of giving me a comb?" ”

"Just now an old man told me that this is the custom of the Qixi Festival in the secular world, and I gave you a comb to wish you a smooth and safe future." Speaking of this, Qin Jianglan stopped, remembering that they were people who cultivated the truth, and the customs of the secular world did not apply to the firmament realm.

When he was thinking about whether to bring the wooden comb back, Lin Huaizhu had already put the wooden comb away and said happily, "Thank you, Master!" This is the first time I have received a gift for the Qixi Festival, and I will cherish it! ”

Seeing that the gift he gave could be liked, Qin Jianglan was also in a happier mood, and this joy reminded him of the young time he spent when he went down the mountain to practice, so he said improvisedly: "There is an auction on the first floor of Tianyi tonight, do you want to go and see it?" ”

The invitation to the auction came as soon as he checked into the inn, and he didn't plan to pay attention to it, but he was very happy to see Lin Huaizhu playing, and he thought about taking her to the auction to have fun.

"Auction?" Lin Huaizhu was stunned for a moment, nodded more excitedly and said, "Okay, okay, I'm going!" ”

Yin Li, who was lying in Lin Huai's sea of bamboo knowledge, suddenly tightened, and always felt that something seemed wrong.

When she celebrated the Qixi Festival, she didn't seem to receive a comb, could it be that after thousands of years of evolution, there is another gift in the secular world?