As the crowd moved aimlessly, Nanling felt dizzy.

There were many people passing by, and they also looked at a large number of Nan Ling's with curiosity, but more people just glanced at him for a moment or two, and then stopped paying attention to him. In the midst of this rolling flow of people, Nanling had a peculiar feeling, obviously standing here, obviously he had integrated into this world, but he felt a deep sense of isolation and independence. There was a constant stream of people coming and going, and the flow seemed to speed up.

He saw that every face was talking and laughing, and there was a companion around him. Do they know that they have rubbed shoulders with a descendant of God? What can they do? They have their own lives, their own stories, like a drop of water melting in the water, even if the sea is stormy, what does it have to do with them?

Even if they knew who they were, they wouldn't care too much.

The loneliness that he had never paid attention to in the past five hundred years exploded at this moment, Nan Ling looked up at the moon and the dark sky, he had been accustomed to night since he was born, and in his long life, he had not seen more sunrise than a mortal child around him. He lives in darkness, but he wants to fight for the light for these people who see the light every day, is this the master's long-cherished wish? This is not his complaint, but Nan Ling does not understand.

Perhaps, as a beast, he needs a warm nest, and as a sage, he needs a bumpy pilgrimage, and as his apprentice, he can only choose to carry these burdens and forge ahead.

No matter how beautiful this fireworks are, they are just spectators outside the cheering crowd after all.

Nan Ling shook his head, determined not to think about it. It's rare for him to come once, and he still wants to taste the taste of the world. He walked aimlessly up to a vendor selling sugar gourds, a young woman holding a half-grown doll.

The young woman's cheeks were ruddy, and her ears were round and white. Because of the busy business, and the noisy child in his arms was a little too busy, the white forehead was already covered with fine sweat, and some green silk had been glued to the top. She held the babbling baby in one hand and hammered her waist with the other, screaming and screaming fiercely, and she had to quickly prevent her child from scratching her own sugar gourd with her hands.

Nan Ling stayed where he was, looked at it for a long time, this cute little baby attracted all his attention, and his every move made him feel a warm sense of closeness in his heart. He didn't understand whether this feeling was love, he couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to touch the baby's cute little hands, but he was a little timid and overwhelmed, the cute little baby blinked his big eyes, looking at Nan Ling curiously, the fleshy little face was like a white glutinous rice dumpling, he babbled in his mouth, and actually smiled at Nan Ling.

The baby smiled, and the pink mouth was like a crescent moon. He laughed happily like a silver bell and waved his little hands up and down cutely.

Nan Ling's eyes gradually lit up.

He had never experienced such a warm feeling, how to describe it, he couldn't find specific words, in short, it was many times more comfortable than he was on the edge of the cliff looking at the sea, he remembered the white snake of Wangshu's family, she always said how ugly mortals are, but if she had the opportunity to see such an innocent smile, the hatred in her heart would probably be half dissolved, right?

He laughed again.

"Ling'er, say hello to your uncle~" The young woman saw that her child was smiling at Nan Ling, and Nan Ling was also smiling gently at her little baby, so she turned around and gently waved the baby's fleshy little hand, her eyes were gentle like water, full of love.

The little one giggles excitedly.

"Her name..."Ling'er?" Nan Ling was stunned and laughed for no reason.

"My name is Ling'er. Nan Ling scratched his head stupidly. The young woman burst out laughing. The appearance is very moving.

I don't have a mother, is my wife so beautiful when she was young?

"We Ling'er have met someone with the same name as ourselves, shall we give this uncle a sugar gourd?" she kissed her little baby's pink face, then took off a string of sugar gourds, and handed it to Nan Ling with a smile on her face: "Oh, give it to you, we Ling'er will give you, Ling'er." ”

Nanling felt a strange heat in his chest.

He didn't know what his expression was now, only that his cheeks must be very red, because his heart was very hot at the moment.

He took the sugar gourd and took a gentle bite, the sweet and sour icing and flesh polarized in the mouth, a delicacy he had never tasted in five hundred years. He recalled his master's legacy again in his mind, and if he wanted him to give his life to protect this beauty, he would be willing.

Saying goodbye to Ling'er and her mother, Nanling bit the sugar gourd with a happy face and continued to walk around the streets. All his previous thoughts had melted away from the sweetness in his mouth, and he felt happiness like never before.

Further on, the road is lined with inns and taverns.

The sleepy horses were in the stables next to the inn, chewing on the hay and flicking their tails. The smell of food wafted from the inn, the boiling voices, and the high-pitched voice of Xiao Er: "Come on-red braised pig's trotters-come-squirrel Guiyu-"

Nanling looked at it curiously and continued to bite the sugar gourd in his hand.

Suddenly there was a strong aroma behind him, which was a little choking.

A boneless hand, as soft as it was, struck Nan Ling's shoulder lightly. Suddenly, his eyes were full of colorful colors, and he chuckled exquisitely, and it turned out that several young girls surrounded him.

Nan Ling had seen such methods, and it was from Yueli and Yuehong at that time. But no matter how many times he came, he felt that he couldn't deal with it calmly, and he must have looked helpless and stupid at the moment, as can be seen from the expressions on the faces of the sneering girls.

Although these girls are fair-skinned, in terms of appearance, they are definitely not as good as Yueli and Yuehong, but they are normal people. These girls were very bold, and when they came up, they put their arms around Nan Ling's shoulders one by one, and asked him ambiguously: "Where did this handsome brother come from...... What a chivalrous look..... I don't know if there is a place to spend time in our town tonight? Come to our 'Flower Pavilion', let the slave family accompany you tonight to drink and talk, and listen to you tell you the story of your past red dust......."

The other beside him said to the previous one with disgust: "Every time you take the lead, can you let me do this?" Brother Jun, you look like a wanderer at the end of the world, but you like to be vassals and elegant, and you can write poems right?Fu'er My favorite is Li Bai's and other poets and knights, come to the 'Flower Pavilion' to find me, let me spend a good night with you......" As she spoke, she stretched out her thin white fingers and gently scratched Nanling's Xuanyuan sword wrapped in black cloth, and sneered.

Nan Ling's face was originally flushed, but he was at a loss, but when he heard the word 'Flower Pavilion', he couldn't help but pay attention.

"Flower Pavilion?" is the Flower Pavilion on the Flower Pavilion?" he asked.

The two girls glanced at each other, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then said to Nan Ling ambiguously: "I should be a newcomer, I didn't expect to be a regular visitor, and I actually know the 'Shanghua Pavilion' But this official is so dignified, why haven't we seen it before?"

Nan Ling honestly explained how he learned about the origin of the Shanghua Pavilion.

The girl named Fu'er laughed and said softly: "It turned out to be those wild farmers in the countryside~ It's no wonder that the man in the countryside doesn't want to come to our flower pavilion to have fun?

Nanling raised his eyebrows when he heard this. If this little girl knew that she had just come out of the North Underworld Mound in the east, she would probably hate him to death.

It turns out that the so-called "Flower Pavilion" is to go to the "Flower Pavilion", both to the Flower Pavilion. The second master of the old farmer Qiao's family didn't look like a farmer, thinking that he was avoiding people's eyes and ears and came to have fun. This flower pavilion is the largest red house in Qingshuihe Town, and many people in the vicinity have made a special trip to come here, spend a lot of money, and enjoy a gentle township, so there is also a saying of "flower pavilion".

It's just that Nan Ling doesn't have the concept of "money" for the time being, so how can he know that this flower pavilion is a place of sound and lust for slaughtering men's purses? In order to inquire about the location of the Gulong Dynasty, several girls half-pushed and half-mopped the floor, and took Nan Ling to turn around and enter the brightly lit and antique attic.