In the evening, Zhao Zhishui stopped refining today, and Wen Jiu shouted that she and Chu Chou would go out to the night market together.

The night market in Qincheng is famous for its huge scale in the Northern Wilderness, and at night, the number of people on the street skyrockets, and there are more pedestrians than during the day.

The night market is lit up by thousands of lights, and high-rise buildings with red sleeves are crowded.

As for why this is the case, everyone doesn't know why, only that it has almost become a tradition in Qincheng, and it has been like this since 800 years ago. So every night the whole city as long as there is nothing to do, as long as there is some energy, they come out for a walk.

There is more and more to eat, drink and play at night than during the day. All kinds of merchants, vendors, and shops began to sell at dusk, and by that time, the number of people on the streets had already begun to increase.

"Mahang Street, one of the eight main streets of Qincheng that is closest to us, is one of the main streets of the night market. Wen Jiu said with Chu Chou and Zhao Zhishui.

Back then, Chu Chou had only stayed here for a while, and his understanding of this place had been left with the passage of time, leaving only the location of the alley where Wen Jiu lived.

Wen Jiu introduced while leading the way.

Mahang Street, south from Panlou Street Tushizi, north to the outer city of Beiyangmen, about 30 miles long. The most famous thing in Mahang Street is that there is a horse market that only sells luxury horses, this horse market resounded in most of the Northern Wilderness, and many high-status princes and nobles of the Northern Wilderness Empire purchased their mounts from here, and they came to buy horses from thousands of miles away, just because the horses here are really good. The price is even more smacked by the royal family of many small dynasties, which can be said to be worth ten thousand gold!

In addition to the famous horse market, Mahang Street also has the most medical halls, pharmacies, tea shops and restaurants, and restaurants in Qincheng. There are no less than hundreds of kinds of delicacies and snacks handed down from the Great Qin Dynasty in the past! So much so that in the past, there was a great Confucian from the Confucian Mansion in Zhongzhou who passed by this city and was hooked by this delicious snack for ten years, and finally was taken away by the deputy lord of the Confucian Mansion in person, and wrote a book of "Menghualu" after leaving, so as to miss the ten beautiful years in Qincheng.

After walking nearly two pillars of incense, Wen Jiu, Chu Chou, and Zhao Zhishui walked from the alley to the side street, and then from the small street to Mahang Street.

Sure enough!

When Chu Chou saw this scene, in his dusty memory, he remembered that he had only visited here back then, but the years were long and long, and he forgot about it, and now when he saw this scene, he finally remembered it.

The street is very wide, it is one of the eight main roads of the Great Qin Dynasty that year, and the width of Chu Chou can be nearly 20 zhang.

Like this street, in fact, there are nine in Qincheng, eight streets are connected to the four directions, meaning "extending in all directions", and these eight are finally gathered in the center of Qincheng on the "Son of Heaven Royal Road", that royal road is Qincheng as a wide avenue, it is said that forty-nine carriages can gallop on the royal road at the same time, although there is a suspicion of exaggeration, but it is enough to show that the width of the royal road is amazing.

Zhao Zhishui had seen the prosperous scenery of Chang'an City and the magnificent momentum of the Divine Emperor City, but at this time, he was still shocked by the shouting, laughter, and frolicking in front of him.

She thought that it was getting late at this time and there should be no one on the street, but along the way, she found that many of the shops around her were not closed, but continued to open, which made her a little puzzled. Wen Jiu also did not explain that there were many people on the street, which made Zhao Zhishui, who saw so many people on the street at this time, stunned.

"It's not a festival yet, if it's the Festival of Lights or some other festival, then the street is almost impossible to walk, and sometimes the pedestrians who come and go can only walk one step with a cup of tea. Wen Jiu caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhishui's demented expression and said with a smile.

"Qin Cheng. It's a good place. At least the air here is good. Chu Chou looked at the scene of people coming and going, took a deep breath and said.

Wen Jiu nodded silently, understanding what Chu Chou meant.

"Don't worry about me, I'm this old and won't run around anymore. Many grievances in the past have almost been forgotten after Amei left. I just want to be able to enjoy my old age here. Wen Jiu said with a smile.

In fact, he still hasn't said a word, that is, he thinks that he will go to Amei in a few years, and then the two of them will be winged birds and Lian Lizhi for life.

Chu Chou smiled slightly when he heard this, completely relieved.

The three of them wandered around the brightly lit and lively night market, stopping and stopping, looking at the small things sold by the shops on the street from time to time, and occasionally Zhao Zhishui was in the picture, Chu Chou would smile and help her buy it.

In the middle of the Mahang Street, there is a small stone arch bridge, under the bridge is the river through the city, this river is called Bianhe, passing through the six streets of the eighth street of Qincheng, it is also a quite interesting point of view in Qincheng. Especially at night, many people will fold a few small oil-paper boats, write some long-cherished wishes on the boat, and then pray for a candle to put it on the oil-paper boat, and finally put the oil-paper boat into the Bianhe River and let it go downstream. This kind of ship is in Qincheng and is called "blessing light boat".

Standing on the stone arch bridge, Chu Chou and the three of them looked at the blessing lightboats that were slowly drifting downstream under the bridge, and each had a completely different feeling.

In the end, Zhao Zhishui also wanted to put a few blessing lightboats, so the three of them purchased three blessing lightboats in a shop next to the bridge.

These shops are all locals, who specialize in folding some oil-paper boats during the day, and then adding candles to make delicate and small prayer lantern boats, and giving them to those outsiders at night.

Of course, the prayers on the lightboat were written by the buyers themselves, and there are several styles of general-purpose brushes in the store that are suitable for everyone.

When writing the blessing words, Chu Chou, Zhao Zhishui, and Wen Jiu did not hesitate, and wrote on their own lightboats. After Chu Chou finished writing, the three of them didn't ask what the other two had written, and the three of them walked together to the place that was specially built to put a lightboat next to the Bianhe River across Mahang Street.

The three of them squatted down, their faces meticulous, especially Zhao Zhishui's face, which was even more serious, as if they were participating in some major ceremony.

The three of them used the flint and steel given by the shop to lightly light the candles of the lightboat, and then slowly and gently lowered their respective blessing lightboats into the Bianhe River. The three of them closed their eyes in the end, because Wen Jiu said that if you close your eyes and pray with your heart, it will work.

After closing their eyes for a moment, the three of them stood up and looked at the three prayer boats that slowly drifted down the river with their expressions relaxed.

"Master...... This...... Is it really effective?" Zhao Zhishui asked cautiously and softly, afraid that if the voice was loud, it would not work.

"Sincerity is spirit. Chu Chou replied with a smile.

"As long as you pray with your heart, you will eventually feel something. Wen Jiu said with a faint smile.

Zhao Zhishui pondered, thinking about how many curves and curves can be effective. Then I suddenly thought of something, and I felt that it didn't work very well, and my eyes became ugly, and finally I seemed to have figured it out again, and I felt that it should work, and my face returned to my hope again.

Chu Chou and Wen Jiu couldn't help but smile at each other when they saw the change in Zhao Zhishui's face.

That's exactly what they were like when they were young, suffering from gains and losses, not getting heart-to-heart thoughts, gaining and losing again, losing and losing after not losing prematurely, and some nostalgia.

Chu Chou and Wen Jiu remembered the blessing they had just written, and they only felt that life was meaningful after all.

And Zhao Zhishui, who is still secretly writing a blessing for herself should be able to work and be happy, doesn't have much feeling, but just hopes that the blessing she wrote can be realized.

Her prayer is written like this————May Master always surround the four directions like a spring breeze, and whenever and wherever I look up, I can see Master's back."