As the sun sets, the afterglow of the sunset paves a thin layer of light on the kindergarten square, the temperature gradually cools down, and the refreshing wind blows the teenagers who are still waiting in line for the test, reflecting the deep expectation in their eyes.

Huang Youshuang walked through the heavy candidates, walked by the Yudai River, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the willow tree, Luo Qingyin waved at her with a smile: "Here." ”

Huang stretched out his eyebrows, ran to her, and stretched out the cinnamon chestnuts he bought at the stall just now in front of her: "I didn't see melon seeds, I bought this, it tastes good." ”

Luo Qingyin put his hand into the bag and twisted one, peeled it off casually, and said with a smile: "Let's go, get on the boat." ”

Huang Youshuang noticed the painting boat docked in front of the pier, and couldn't help but be stunned: "This ...... If we are all men, it would be fine, let's drink flower wine, so happy. ”

"Just listen to the music, of course, I don't mind if you want to do something to them." Luo Qingyin teased casually, jumped onto the painting boat, and the singers and musicians in the cabin immediately got up and saluted.

Huang Youshuang's eyes fell on their plump and delicate figures, and he suddenly understood what "wind and dust" was.

In the past, in addition to cultivation, she was fighting, and she didn't hear anything outside the window, but after meeting Luo Qingyin, her three views and cognition were refreshing every day.

Gradually, Huang Youshuang understood that although people need to do penance, they can't just blindly do penance, otherwise she will still have no choice when she encounters an unreasonable person like Jiang Kezheng.

"What do you think?" Luo Qingyin sat down in front of the coffee table, leaned lazily on the soft couch, and explained with a smile, "In recent days, there have been too many candidates in Lijing, and the restaurants and inns are full, even Yuxiangju is no exception, only here is quiet. ”

Huang Youshuang was stunned, and then realized.

The candidates are all teenagers under the age of fifteen, and even if they understand, they will not run out to drink flower wine during the test.

Huang Youshuang glanced at the list, ordered a light song casually, ate cinnamon chestnuts leisurely in the sparkling waves, looked at the candidates who gradually dispersed on the shore, listened to the elegant and lyrical melody, and the mood was rarely calm, three points quiet, two points comfortable, leisurely.

After dinner, I took a tour of the Shili Jade Belt River, and it was time for the ghost market to open.

Luo Qingyin looked at the moonlight and asked, "Do you have a hidden cloak?" ”

Huang Youshuang was pleasantly surprised: "Ready to go to the ghost market? ”

Luo Qingyin nodded, stroked his fingers lightly, and took out the Qingtian Doll cloak from the ring and draped it on his body. Suddenly, a glamorous princess turned into a nocturnal walker with her head and tail hidden.

Huang Youshuang patted Luo Qingyin's hand and asked with his mouth, "Don't you need to avoid them?" ”

They are singers and musicians.

Luo Qingyin waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to.

Although Huang Youshuang was puzzled, Luo Qingyin was much more familiar with Lijing than her, and she immediately took out her cloak and put it on.

After finishing the dressing, Luo Qingyin hooked his fingers at the musician, his lips opened slightly, and he gently spit out two words: "The world." ”

Huang Youshuang was puzzled: "What? ”

Luo Qingyin deliberately hung her appetite, and did not explain: "You'll know later." ”

After a few moments, the boat arrived at the entrance of the ghost market, and the musician and singer stood up and saluted: "It's here." ”

Luo Qingyin casually admired a few Xuanzhu, pulled the confused Huang Youshuang off the painting boat, walked through the dimly lit stairs, and arrived in front of the brightly lit ghost market.

Gently swiping the ghost market pass on the wall, Luo Qingyin looked sideways at Huang Youshuang, and the corners of his lips hooked a beautiful arc: "Welcome to the ghost market." ”

Huang Youshuang excitedly gave Luo Qingyin a hug on the spot, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Luo Qingyin teased her head playfully: "Good." ”

Mao Dun Literature