Time, as if after a new rain, the snail crawling slowly on the slippery and moist trunk of the tree, obviously looks very slow, but when you look at it again, it is surprising, it turns out that the snail has climbed to the end of the tree unconsciously, and it is no longer easy to reach.

Time is like a snail, always inadvertently slipping away from the eyes with a firm and irretrievable attitude, and then looking back, leaving only a bright white and elusive trace behind him.

No one can go back, so don't settle for the past.

Unconsciously, Qiao Chenan and Bai Suzhen Xiaoqing stayed at Qiao's house for a few days, getting along day and night, which can be regarded as a new "trial marriage" life!

It seems that the result is very satisfying for both parties.

It's the annual Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night again, and it's easy to come back once, of course, the family wants to get together in a reunion, and wait until the moon and the night are over tonight, and then return to Hangzhou, ready to deal with the upcoming autumn exam.

The family had prepared mooncakes and other food a few days ago, and specially set up a square table in the courtyard to celebrate one of the most important festivals of the year - Mid-Autumn Festival.

The sky gradually darkened, and a silvery white outline appeared in the sky, through the sparse clouds, gradually rising, and gradually dyed with color.

After having dinner with his parents, watching the moon rise little by little, Qiao Chenan took Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing out of the house and came to the night market.

In the depths of the dark firmament, the thing called the "moon" finally broke through the barrier of the clouds and hung high above the top, surrounded by the Milky Way, shining brightly, sprinkling thousands of lights, illuminating every lonely corner, every lonely person.

Bai Suzhen smiled when she heard this: "It's the first time I've celebrated the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival in the mouth of mortals!

The moon is emotionless, probably because of the feelings of countless literati throughout the ages, which has given her a new life, becoming a beautiful carrier for people to love, get together, and see each other, and become a poetic allegory.

People want to believe that there is no other world out there.

The three of them walked through the streets, and suddenly there was a burst of water in their ears, and they looked at the sound of the moonlight, and a silver belt bent and stretched into the distance, the waves flickered, and the fish scales jumped.

A series of canopy boats are driving on the river, the oars are rippling like rain, and there are dozens of painting boats moving with the waves, the boats are full of colorful lights, and the river surface, the stars reflect each other, unfolding a magnificent picture of the stars and lights.

As the three of them approached, the noisy voices suddenly broke into their ears, turned the shade of the trees on the corner of the alley, and suddenly opened up in front of them, and the flow of people was like a tide.

On the riverside, you can see the hawkers who are hawking and walking along the street, shouting one after another, the menfang markets on both sides are all hung with colorful lanterns, the lights are bright, there are more juggling performances on the street, swallowing swords and spitting fire, storytellers spitting and telling the story of Chang'e Houyi, and there are even down-and-out rangers dancing knives and guns, which from time to time attract the onlookers to exclaim and cheer again and again.

"Sister, look at it! it's so beautiful!" Xiaoqing suddenly stretched out her hand excitedly and pointed into the distance, clapped her hands and cheered repeatedly, and rushed into the crowd with Bai Suzhen.

Closer, you can feel the magic of fireworks, clusters rise into the sky, scatter or gather, burst out in the night, like fireworks in the hands of the ancient gods, causing Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing to exclaim again and again, and their eyes shine.

The whole street is full of lanterns, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, colorful, almost illuminated in the square like day, fire trees and silver flowers, lion dance and dragon tour, so lively.

There is also a child holding a candy man in his hand, laughing and chasing on the street, singing in his mouth: "Mid-Autumn moon, round and round, Yuyu Qionglou, I saw it over there, and the light and shadow are ...... in the east."

If it is placed in the past, this Mid-Autumn Festival lantern festival will become the focus of many scholars, always borrow a few glasses of moonlight wine, in order to make a speech, or sad or joyful, and relax the chest, but this year is just in time for the autumn test, there are few people who have such "leisure and elegance", so there is naturally less of this large group of people on the street.

Like Qiao Chen'an, there are really few people who are about to visit the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival in autumn.

Bai Suzhen looked at the fireworks rising in front of her and the scene of rainbow shadows, she couldn't help but be a little infected, and sighed lightly: "It's really lively!"

With memories in her eyes, confusion, surprise, and yearning, such a prosperous and noisy world is completely different from what she has experienced in the past thousands of years, and it can even be said to be the opposite, but not only is she not half rejected in her heart, but she faintly likes this kind of life, and her mood has already changed unconsciously.

Originally, she was "close to an immortal" and became more and more like a "mortal", always feeling throbbing for his every move, or angry or happy, is this good or bad? She originally planned to repay the kindness of her previous life, and then pursue the immortal path wholeheartedly, but now she is afraid that she has no idea of returning to Qingcheng Mountain! Perhaps she has been subconsciously avoiding this problem in her heart, how can she be willing to leave from him?

All causes and effects depend on him!

At this moment, not far from the three of them, an old Taoist seemed to have a feeling, and suddenly turned his head to look this way, with a somewhat unpredictable smile on his lips, and walked straight towards the three of them.

Qiao Chen'an and the three of them walked along the street, and suddenly heard a shout from behind them:

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Qiao Chen'an suddenly heard this classic line, his heart couldn't help jumping, and when he looked back, he saw an old Taoist walking towards him in great strides, stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and said, "Are you talking about me?"

But I saw that the person in front of him was about sixty or seventy years old, with a disheveled hair, unkempt hair, ragged clothes, at least a dozen large holes, full of mud stains, holding a strange winding cane in one hand, and a banner in the other hand, on the flag was written "for the heavens" four big characters, the most important thing is that the word "thief" was written incorrectly, a big cross was made on it, and a crumpled "Dao" word was written in the corner next to it, which really made people laugh.

The old man looked like a god in this dress, saying that he was not a liar, but I was afraid that few people would believe it.

Qiao Chen was a little curious in his peace of mind, why did this person call himself a "Taoist friend", could it be that he was also a cultivator, and subconsciously used his heavy pupils to look at it, but he didn't find half a point of spiritual power fluctuations from him, this old man's blood veins were dry, his meridians were wrinkled, and his dantian was dim, which really had nothing to do with the word "monk".

Xiaoqing is not as good-tempered as him, seeing that this old man is dirty, and he has not taken a bath for many years, he is afraid that he has given birth to lice, and his face can't help showing a little disgust, pinching his waist and frowning: "Hey, you stinky old way, call us to do something, a few of us won't fall for you, you have to deceive people to go elsewhere, otherwise Hugh blames my aunt and grandmother, I'm welcome!"

The old man smiled, and in the face of Xiaoqing's rudeness, he was not ashamed, but just said: "Childe is so blessed, there is such a beautiful lady by his side, hehe......" The long hair covers his face, but it makes it difficult for people to get a glimpse of his appearance.

Qiao Chen'an frowned when he heard this, he didn't know what this person meant, and said lightly: "What does the old man want to say?" took a step forward slightly, blocking Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing behind him.

The old man noticed his movements, and said with a smile: "Why should the son be so vigilant, the poor Dao has a big opportunity to give to you!"

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