[321] Flower lantern Yiren

On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same.

I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt.

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"By the way, Ye Xuan, this year's Lantern Festival, my mother asked you to go to the house for dinner. ”

Xiao Chuqing said, looking at Ye Xuan with bright eyes, he was so gentle and lovely.

Ye Xuan was stunned: "Lantern Festival?"

"That's right. She tilted her head and looked around, and while it was extravagant, it still looked too deserted.

"Don't you have a family?" she asked cautiously, as if she was afraid of touching Ye Xuan's taboo.

The New Year is coming soon, according to the customs of the year, the whole family is reunited together, if it weren't for Ye Xuan and them, she would like to invite Ye Xuan to go to the New Year together.

And after the New Year, soon is the Lantern Festival, when the night of Kunshi will be extremely lively, especially on the Dianchi Lake, the beautiful scenery is picturesque, and the tourists are weaving.

"It's Lantern Festival soon?"

Ye Xuan didn't answer Xiao Chuqing's question, but repeated it again, his expression darkened slightly.

He remembered the first time he met Shi Yiguang, on the West Lake, the undulating lanterns were like waves in the sea, and the scenery was picturesque.

Above the boat,

The young man's delicate face and old eyes.

The girl's beautiful face and innocent eyes.

It was the first time they met, the girl's face was very red, under the light of the lights, it was more like a red glow, the boy was a passer-by of the game Hongchen, but was melted by the girl's tenderness like water into a reluctant return.

I hit Jiangnan and walked through,

When I meet you, I am no longer a passerby, but a returnee!

Ye Xuan didn't answer for a long time, the expression on his face was cloudy, Xiao Chuqing panicked suddenly, thinking that he had asked Ye Xuan about his sadness, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Ye Xuan was still silent, but he had an extra pair of dirt and a knife in his hand.

He picked up a knife and began to carve a portrait, the blade thin and sharp, his fingers slender and powerful.

It is a portrait of a woman, and the contours and lines of this portrait seem so soft and graceful under his skillful technique.

Silently, patiently, he carved her hair and clothes little by little, and every knife came to life, as if it were alive.

Like the living, but after all it is dead.

Finally he began to carve her eyes, his hands trembling slightly, as if he had exhausted a great deal of strength. to carve out that little eyeball

It was a pair of strange eyes, as if they were turquoise, like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like the sea water under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.

These eyes give people the illusion that she is alive, that she is looking at you with tenderness and tenderness, and that everyone melts into the tenderness of her eyes.

Now that the portrait was finally completed, he looked at it stupidly, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at it.

When Xiao Chuqing saw this scene, she had silently retreated, and sadness crept up the corners of her eyes, filling her mind gloomily.

Sure enough, there was an infinite past hidden in his eyes, and in his heart lived the person on the statue, and the person on the statue was so beautiful that she was ashamed of herself.

But she was amazed at why a teenager had such eyes, old and heartbreaking, as if he had experienced the sorrows and misfortunes of life, but those eyes were wise and young, as if they could penetrate the years and reach the essence of life.

That kind of look is poison for a woman, and once she falls, she will never be solved.

She staggered away, panicking so much that she didn't dare to turn back.

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Ye Xuan took out the Heavenly Spirit Holy Water from the Sumeru Ring, and as long as he dripped a drop of the Heavenly Spirit Holy Water, the figure would transform into a living person.

This is to make people out of the earth, but he endured it after all.

After a long time, he sighed faintly: "That's it, you are not her after all." ”

Suddenly a little bored, he kneaded the delicate statue back into a ball of dirt, raised his head and stared in the direction of the south, and muttered:

"Jiangnan, Hangdu, Shi family. ”

And he stood like this,

Until the sun sets, the heartbroken man is in another country.

He came back to his senses, looked at the mud in his hand, and simply pinched him into an iron-faced bearded python man, and dripped a drop of heavenly spirit holy water, and the big man immediately seemed to be alive, and soon turned into a little giant like an iron tower of about two meters.

There were still some mud spots in his hand, Ye Xuan threw them out directly, and suddenly these mud spots turned into twelve big men.

Back then, Nuwa made people out of the soil, and almost all of the people in the first generation were strong and were called "celestials".

Because those people also contain a strong aura of creating divine land and heavenly spirit holy water, they are born very strong, and if they practice powerful exercises, they can become incomparably strong in just a few years.

It's just that the current human beings are constantly diluted in their bloodlines, and they continue to intermarry with foreign races, so their bodies are getting weaker and weaker.

The big man who pinched it first had a bearded face, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but when he moved his gaze to Ye Xuan, he immediately became soft and full of loyalty, like a vicious dog looking at its owner.

He immediately fell to his knees, and behind him, the twelve clay figures also knelt down, their eyes loyal and soft.

They babbled with their mouths, but Ye Xuan could feel the joy and loyalty in their voices.

Ye Xuan stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on their foreheads, and a beam of golden light drilled into it.

In about ten minutes, they digested the golden light, and their minds were filled with countless knowledge, about language, culture, history, mathematics, social encyclopedias, etc., which are collectively called "the crystallization of human wisdom".

The bloodline genes of the first generation were extremely powerful, so they also had a terrifying ability to learn.

"Sense... Thank... Host... Man gives life, please give the master a name!"

The bearded man was a little stiff at first, but after saying two or three words, he was able to speak fluently in Chinese.

"Please give the master a name. The twelve big men in the back also hurriedly followed suit.

Ye Xuan groaned: "In the future, you will be called the rise of the dragon, which means that Huaguo will definitely rise." ”

The bearded man suddenly jumped up with joy: "Thank you for the name." ”

"Don't call me master in the future, call me the ninth master. ”

"Yes, Ninth Master. ”

The twelve big men were anxious, and hurriedly begged: "The Ninth Master will also give us a name!"

Ye Xuan nodded, pondered for a moment, pointed to the twelve people from left to right, and said slowly:

"Dragon Prosperity, Dragon Democracy, Dragon Civilization, Dragon Harmony, Dragon Freedom, Dragon Equality, Dragon Justice, Dragon Rule of Law, Dragon Patriotism, Dragon Dedication, Dragon Integrity, Dragon Friendliness. ”

These twelve names are extracted by Ye Xuan from the core values of Huaguo, implying that Huaguo will become a beautiful country as the name expects.

Twelve people happily kowtowed to Ye Xuan: "Xie Jiuye gave the name!"

(End of chapter)