Zhao Rong stopped leaning forward.

"What's wrong, Miss Wan?"

"Zhao Gongzi, there are too many vehicles in front, and ...... There are a lot of immortals on the mountain, oh, by the way, today is the Taoist ceremony of the hidden mountain, let's suspend the meeting for the time being. ”

Zhao Rong frowned and lifted the curtains.

The carriage drove on a street not far from the foot of the mountain in the east of the city.

The side of Zhao Rong's open window happened to be facing the secluded mountain.

At this time, it is the autumn moon, and it is still hot in the middle of summer not long ago.

The curtains were blown by the strong wind, which was the sea breeze sent in from the North Sea not far away.

He peeked through the small window.

The pale yellow sunlight of noon pierced the sea of clouds and spread over the secluded mountains dressed in flowers.

The mountains are full of vermilion.

Under the sun, the colors are still brilliant.

This is the most eye-catching place in the city today.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The mountain is surrounded by fairy birds and flying beasts.

The feet are tied with bright red ribbons, floating in the air.

There is a high platform faintly visible on the top of the mountain hundreds of feet high.

It is also covered with red.

From Zhao Rong's point of view, it is extremely festive.

The avenue where Lu Wan's carriage stopped, there was a junction up the hill not far away.

That intersection was guarded by a group of Immortal disciples in uniform and was very solemnly decorated.

They cleared a large open space ahead for the passage of distinguished guests.

As a result, the streets became congested, and the passing carriages were forced to stop, but no one dared to force their way into the clearing.

Zhao Rong saw at a glance that there were indeed many strangely dressed monks climbing the mountain from the intersection.

There are groups of young women in fluttering ribbons and feather coats, laughing and laughing while talking about something, while climbing the mountain.

There are two or three groups of handsome and extraordinary nobles in brocade robes, pointing at the top of the mountain with folding fans, and going up the mountain with a good taste.

Even Zhao Rong saw a little girl in a pink skirt carved in pink, sitting on the shoulders of a giant dozens of feet tall, swinging her calves and yawning into the mountain, leaving a large group of maids and servants waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

None of them carried their slaves up the hill, but stayed at the bottom of the mountain, which was one of the reasons for the crowding below.

And they all hiked up the mountain with gold stickers in hand.

Zhao Rong knows this, and he heard Lu Wan say it.

Although the monks on the mountain can fly with the help of magic weapons or spells, according to the rules set by the Youlan Mansion, unless there are some special circumstances, it is forbidden for monks to fly at will in the Duyou City......

Zhao Rong looked at it for a while, then lowered the curtains.

This is the Taoist ceremony of the two Jindan monks?

It's really quite a card, and it can't be compared with the wedding of the wealthy family under the mountain.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but think of his wedding to Qingjun.

Well, I drank too much that day, and I didn't have much of an impression.

But compared to this, it seems extremely ordinary.

But.

What he still remembers vividly, and even what he will remember in this life, is the moment when he used Yu Ruyi to pick open the red head of Qingjun after awakening the memory of his previous life in the cave room that night.

The beauty under the red candle is indescribable.

When I saw the palpitations of the Yiren, there was nowhere to speak.

But it is still in my heart, often in my dreams.

The beautiful scenery at that moment is already the best in the world.

Zhao Rong, as the groom, is already very satisfied.

But now that I think about it, I'm ashamed.

Because he was a man, he didn't give Qingjun an unforgettable wedding...... Well, provided that the discomfort is not unforgettable.

After all, Qingjun was very sad that night, because the black jade plate that she had been raising tightly in the palm of her hand for three years slipped from her fingertips and left her.

also made him a little ashamed, as well as Su Xiaoxiao.

Zhao Rong felt that although Su Xiaoxiao had never mentioned it, he still automatically shouldered the responsibility of giving her an unforgettable wedding.

Many women are looking forward to the future and fantasizing about the sense of ritual.

Yesterday, Lu Wan mentioned that someone was going to hold a ceremony for Taoist couples in the vermilion flower forest on the secluded mountain today.

Zhao Rong actually caught a flash of light from Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Not to mention the stupid girl's side face when she looked at the distant mountains in a daze.

Last night, when he made an excuse to tell her that he was going to the academy to study hard for her, although she was very sad, she should still be very happy in her heart, this stupid girl......

Inside the carriage, Zhao Rong was speechless.

If he made up his mind to practice hard, it was for his own interests and desires.

So now, if he wants to live up to the sense of responsibility of these two women, it is another powerful thrust, which makes him have some ideas and prepare to make some changes.

It's okay, Zhao Ziyu, everything is still in time.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

"Zhao Gongzi, look at this situation, we may have to stop for a lot of time, anyway, it's fine, I see that there are some immortals around who haven't gone up the mountain, and they are using the magic of the mirror flower and water moon to watch the scene on the mountain, if you are interested, you can get off the car to take a look." ”

Outside the car, Lu Wan's voice interrupted Zhao Rong's thoughts.

He came back to his senses, exhaled lightly, and replied casually:

"Forget it, I'm not going to join in the fun. ”

If Xiaoxiao was here, he would probably want to see it, he would go back to accompany him, and now that Xiaoxiao is not here, he has no nature to observe other people's weddings.

"Okay, Zhao Gongzi, or ...... I'm going to take a look, and you're waiting for me in the carriage, okay?"

Zhao Rong chuckled, "It's okay, you go, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

"Hmm!"

After speaking, Lu Wan jumped out of the carriage briskly, and after a while, the footsteps walked away.

Zhao Rong sat in the carriage, a little bored.

The hustle and bustle outside the carriage, he didn't want to make up, and took out the Sumeru thing.

First, he took out a letter that had been pressed in the bookcase for a long time.

This was sent to Linlu Academy by Mr. Fang.

It is said that it was written by the Great Chu National Master to his senior brother in Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong checked it, and the letter was undamaged, and the sealing wax was not damaged, so he put it away again, and the letter could be delivered today.

Zhao Rong sorted out the salute in the Sumeru object again.

Finally, I took out a yellowed ancient book and looked at it.

At this time.

The interior of the car is a little dimly lit.

Zhao Rong held the open book in one hand, stretched out the curtain with the other, stared at the page, and lifted the curtain without turning his head.

The interior of the car suddenly lit up.

Zhao Rong just withdrew his hand.

Suddenly, the inside of the car went dark again.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

Turn your head to look.

It turned out that a group of people were passing by outside the window, blocking out the light.

The clothes of this group made people feel extraordinary, they were talking something, and only a few words came into the car.

Zhao Rong glanced at it casually, and then he was about to withdraw his gaze and continue to look down at the book.

But.

Just as he turned his head.

Zhao Rong's afterglow suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow and a red shadow flashing by.

He suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

But the two shadows had already passed by the carriage.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

The white clothes seem to be ...... Kind of familiar......

It's just that.

Before he could think about it.

The next second.

A few words were brought by the cool breeze of the North Sea.

"Senior Sister Lingfei, don't be in a hurry......