Midyear Festival, also known as the seventh half of the month, but most people are still more familiar with this name - Halloween.

There is a folk legend that says that the underground palace is in charge of the gates of hell, and on the day of the Midyear Festival, the underground palace will open the gates of hell, which is also commonly known as the day when the hell opens. The underworld releases all the ghosts, so that the deceased ancestors can go home for reunion, every household has to put steamed buns for these lonely souls and wild ghosts to eat, the same, this day also has to worship the ancestors, go to the grave, and light the lotus lamp, etc., which means to light the way home for the deceased, if it is placed in the city, it is estimated that you can also see a variety of large and small Taoist temples or temples are holding grand pujas or prayer dojos, the content of which is for the soul of the deceased.

Lanxi Town is just a small town, so naturally there are no large-scale sacrificial scenes, but ancestor worship, paper ingots and river lanterns are definitely processes. When night falls, the small Lanxi River is already crowded with people, and the street vendors can see folded cages of paper ingots or colorful and delicate river lanterns everywhere.

Regardless of the meaning of putting the river lantern, just talking about such a thing, in fact, I feel quite romantic when I look at it.

Wen Su held two river lanterns in her hands, and she did not choose the traditional lotus shape, but preferred the feeling of a paper boat. Without him, just because she was looking at the Lanxi River under the lights, she suddenly remembered that the self in her predecessor was on such a luxury cruise ship, and she accidentally gave away her life.

The past can't be traced, but now that I think about it, it's really complicated and indescribable.

If she hadn't crossed into this world, but was murdered to death simply because she overheard a secret at the time, she would probably have become a water ghost because she was unwilling, right? But it was precisely because of this murder that she had such a lucky opportunity to come to this world, change her life of inaction, cultivate the road of immortals, win the championship, enrich herself, and meet more people.

Her master, her fellow brothers and sisters, she participated in the life of the heroine Qu Qingran in this story, and how fortunate she was to meet the person she was willing to cherish on the tip of her heart......

If it was himself who lived until death like in the previous life, he could probably only end up with a self-combing and lonely ending.

It's really a success, and it's a failure; Lost in the east, harvested mulberry elm model.

Wen Sushi looked at the river lantern folded into the shape of a paper boat, sighed slightly, and hesitated whether he should put a river lantern on his predecessor, not so much to worship his predecessor, but more like a complete break from the past.

"I'm still panting, why does it feel so awkward to write my name?"

Wen Su muttered to herself, and while she was entangled, she picked up a cinnabar pen and wrote her name on the river lamp.

In the end, this is different from the realistic materialist world where science is the main life of the predecessor, and many of the taboos here are not just jokes, and the consequences of indiscriminate violations are sometimes so serious that even dying a good death is an extravagant hope.

has been educated in this world for so many years, and with such a layer of understanding, she is always a little panicked when she writes her name on a paper boat, but the more times like this, the more people love to make trouble for her, such as the current one-

Xun Yi quietly approached Wen Su's back at some point, stretched his neck and probed his brain to look at her struggling to write.

Xun Yi: Hey~ What is a peek? He's obviously watching it openly!

After dinner, they went to the street together, he thought that since he had come, there was naturally no reason to miss it, so Xun Yi secretly selected a few lotus lamps with exquisite workmanship when everyone bought river lanterns.

It's a pity that he didn't learn anything else from Lonely Han, but he learned a little obsessive-compulsive disorder when it comes to buying things, according to Lonely Han, it's all about spending money, so why choose those shoddy things? Is this wronging oneself or wronging one's own silver?

Xun Yi, who deeply sympathizes, has also learned to pick and choose when buying things since then, even in the face of a basket of stalls, he has to pull out the general from the short man, which is even more picky than Wen Su and her daughters!

So the people on the side had already chosen their own river lanterns, and he was still standing still, feeling that the color of this lamp was uneven for a while, and for a while he felt that the workmanship of that lamp was rough, and the appearance of serious and exquisite and constantly commenting made the hawkers of the river lantern stalls have a sad face.

If it weren't for the well-made clothes on his body, he might be a noble son with status, he would have been eager to drive people out on the spot, how could anyone ruin other people's opportunities to do business like this?!

It wasn't until Xun Yi finally picked a few lotus lanterns that were barely worth the price that he found out that he had left alone. Looking left and right, he couldn't see Qu Qingran and Lonely Shuhan, and he couldn't see Wen Su's figure either, he twisted his beautiful brows slightly, and a sense of loss flashed in his heart that was not easy to detect for a moment.

Then he reached out and covered his chest, where he was carrying a white ring-shaped jade pendant, which was the Kunlun snow jade that he had shared with Wen Su before he went to sea in Songhai City.

Although her sweetheart still doesn't know the meaning of giving jade pendants to each other, and it is possible that she didn't think about it in any way when she knew, but she was obedient and wore it all the time, which made Xun Yi feel a little gratified.

Injecting spiritual power into the jade pendant, the chalcedony sensed each other, so that Xun Yi quickly found Wensu's figure in the vast crowd. Pushing through the layers of crowds, the first scene he saw was that the quiet girl was wearing a warm yellow dress, holding a river lamp in one hand and supporting her chin in the other, contemplating herself.

In the reflection of the dotted lights, the Lanxi River reflects the light and hazy moonlight, and occasionally a few river lamps float by, dotted with some ripples, so that the bright candle flame ripples out of the moving waves, lining the delicate face of the ink, like a little more fireworks in the world.

She frowned and pondered for a long time, and after a long time of hard work, she sighed, picked up the boat-shaped river lamp in her hand, and took out her own cinnabar pen, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally began to write on the river lamp.

Although he knew that the names that could be written on the river lanterns of the Midyear Festival were nothing more than deceased relatives and friends, Xun Yi still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and sneaked up behind her. He stretched his neck and looked down at the tip of the other party's pen from top to bottom, when he saw the first word "Wen", he didn't think so, his first reaction was that she was writing the names of his parents and relatives, and he was thinking about seeing what the name of his future father-in-law was, but he happened to hear Wen Su's secret muttering words, he suddenly darkened a handsome face, and a cluster of anger secretly rose in his heart.

At that moment, he did not hide, and asked, "What do you want to do when you write your name?" ”

Xun Yi's tone looked very displeased, even if he was no longer sensible, he knew some taboos and taboos.

It's not that the names of living people can't be written on the river lanterns, but today is not the Shangyuan Festival, nor is it the Qiqiao Festival, it is precisely the Midyear Festival in the middle of July, and writing the names of living people will be borrowed by passing ghosts, so he doesn't believe that Wen Su will not know a taboo!

Wen Su, who was writing his name seriously, had just written the first horizontal of the word "Su" when he was startled by this sudden voice, and he skimmed out a long way, shaking with twists and turns, and almost poked a hole in the hull of the ship.

She closed her eyes fiercely, her teeth clenched, since she became familiar with Xun Yi's breath, her keen facial features no longer had any effect on him, and she could still distinguish according to the medicinal fragrance on his body on weekdays, but she was concentrating on other things at the moment, but ignored the arrival of the other party.

I don't know how long this stinky boy has been here, just say hello, what does it mean to scare people like this?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Wen Su, who hadn't been frightened for a long time, turned her head to look at him in annoyance at this time, grinding her teeth and asking viciously, "When can you get rid of your scaring stinky problem?!" ”

When Xun Yi heard this, he didn't say anything, he took off his robe and sat on the stone steps beside her, regardless of his pure white clothes, the kind that would get dirty if he rubbed it.

He lowered his chin slightly, pointed to the river lantern in her hand that stretched out of the sky and asked her, "You answer my question first, what are you doing with your name written on the river lantern?" Today is the Midyear Festival. ”

Afraid that Wen Su would give him those nonsensical answers, his last sentence bit the three tones of "Zhongyuan Festival".