After Zong Ci came back from the Ghost Realm, he found that the atmosphere of the entire courtyard was completely new.
The courtyard, which was originally full of freehand landscapes and carved beams, has obviously been carefully renovated.
In early spring, red knotted ribbons are tied on the green branches that have just sprouted. Red lanterns are hung under the originally empty eaves. The cold winding streams are also dotted with floating lotus lanterns, illuminating the surroundings. The water surface floats slowly away.
The original spooky atmosphere of early spring was gone, replaced by a strong and joyful atmosphere.
Even the two surrounding families have been whispering for the past two days. The servants have gathered together, looking at the lanterns hung at the door, and discussing heatedly that it seems that this family is going to have a big event.
While admiring the moon at night, Zong Ci squatted on the ground, combing the sword tassels in his hands. He suddenly glanced over and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Is there something you want to tell me?"
The man with black hair and white clothes gently put the young man's hand into his wide long sleeves, with a slightly uneasy tone in his voice, "Aci... do you like it?"
Rarely are Taoist couple ceremonies held in such a grand manner in the world of cultivation. Even if there is, it will be between a sect with extremely rich heritage and a marriage between sects. In order to show the harmony between the two sects for a hundred years in the future, the pomp and extravagance must be in place, and it is not an exaggeration to even say that it is ten miles of red makeup.
Zong Ci is now separated from the master, and his status is equivalent to that of a casual cultivator. If you insist on saying it, without the support of the master, there is no need to make such a statement. Furthermore, he doesn't care about spreading the word or telling the world. After all, forming a Taoist couple was more of a matter between two people. As for Zong Ci, he didn't care.
Qian Yuexi wanted to give him the best. I wish I could go to the sky and pick all the stars for him.
Everyone in the world said that the master of the Tianji Sect has absolutely no selfish desires. He is like an immortal who has no desires and desires, indifferent and ruthless. But Qian Yuexi thought that he still had some selfish motives. He was like a young boy who had just begun to fall in love, wishing he could tell the world that this bright moon was already in his arms.
"What are you thinking about?"
The young man supported his head with his other hand and curled his mouth, "As long as it's from you, I like it."
What responded to him was the man's tightened fingers, "What kind of clothes does Aci want to wear tomorrow?"
"Hmm..." Faced with this question, Zong Ci thought about it seriously, "Since I am no longer a member of the Taiyan Sect, I can still be regarded as a Chu State person in terms of emotion and reason."
"Our Chu country's tradition is to wear red on such a big day."
At this moment, Tian Wu came over with a bowl of medicine that had just been boiled.
Since the prescription was improved, although the side effects have been greatly weakened, they have been replaced by an increasingly unspeakable taste. Zong Ci asked from a distance about the smell wafting from the medicine bowl, and his face wrinkled.
Everyone knows that good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to disease. But now, the smell, which seems to be ten pounds of bitter Coptis chinensis boiled, is really not something ordinary people can endure.
Qian Yuexi lowered his head and saw the expression on the young man's face, and couldn't help but laugh, "Shall I feed you?"
As he spoke, the man's slender fingers suddenly sank into the void and took out a well-packaged brocade box.
This purple brocade box looked a bit familiar. Zong Ci came over and looked at it suspiciously.
The leader of the Tianji Sect explained: "This is the candied fruit I bought when I went out with A Ci on the Lantern Festival that day."
Zong Ci suddenly realized.
On the Lantern Festival, they went out to play with lanterns. Small vendors could be seen everywhere on the roadside in Luzhou City. Zongci was very interested in those small handmade objects in the world and bought a bunch of colorful novelties. Qian Yuexi was also with him when he was choosing. Maybe he happened to pick something and paid for it at that time.
The young man glanced at him, his expression a little awkward, "You are so old, if you have anything to feed me, I can do it myself."
As a result, before he could finish speaking, Qian Yuexi had the medicine bowl in his hand.
The moon coated the man's whole body with a cold and ascetic light, seeming to pull his clear brows and eyes down into the moonlight. Obviously the moonlight should be aloof and indifferent, but when this clear light fell on Zong Ci's fingertips, it was incredibly soft and soft, without any harshness. Instead, it was like rain falling from the sky, splashing on the fingertips.
Qian Yuexi scooped up the dark concoction with a white jade spoon in one hand and brought it to his lips with a smile. By chance, he just happened to lower his head from the wheelchair. Zong Ci, who was squatting on the ground, was trapped by his long hair that had fallen down. His flawless beauty was right in front of his eyes, every detail visible.
The medicine spoon was close to his mouth, pressed against the young man's thin lips, and the obviously cold jade seemed to be burning hot.
Zong Ci: "..."
He opened his mouth obediently.
A faint smile appeared on the man's lips.
After drinking the medicine, Zong Ci held his hand quietly, holding the sweet candied fruit in his mouth. He looked up from the shadowy hair of the master of the Tianji Sect and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
The moon tonight is very round, like a cold jade plate hanging in the night sky.
They sat in the moonlit courtyard, their figures very close to each other. One of them was still holding a medicine bowl in his hand. After one drank the medicine, he lay lazily on the other's shoulder, counting the fallen leaves on the branches in boredom.
The shadows of the trees in front of me are reflected on the stone steps, as if time has frozen in this moment.
There is one day left until the Taoist Couple Ceremony.
What Li Chou said that day indeed left an indelible mark on Zong Ci's heart.
Naturally, Zong Ci could not completely believe what he said. In the past two days, he privately asked Tianyi about the things behind the gate of Huangquan, but the results were the same.
If, as Li Chou said, we can find the soul-locking lamp in the ruins and rebuild the immortal body...
Zong Ci opened his palms and quietly raised his eyes to look at the deep profile of the Tianji Sect Master.
From his angle, the other person's eyes were still deeply closed, and only eyelashes that were as low as crow feathers could be seen.
Qian Yuexi has done enough for him.
This time, let him do the hard work.
"What's wrong?" Sensing the young man's gaze, Qian Yuexi turned around, "Is your mouth still bitter?"
Zong Ci raised his eyebrows, with a hint of narrowing at the end of his eyes, "Master, why don't you try it yourself?"
The immortal curved the corners of his mouth, as if he had descended from the clouds in the sky, stained by the mortal world that could not be washed away, and gave him a long and deep kiss.
After the kiss ended, Qian Yuexi gently combed his hands through the boy's soft hair and whispered, "It's sweet."
The man's voice was hoarse, and the hot air sprayed with a smile fell on Zong Ci's hair, like scratching his heart, making it tingling.
He looked at the young man's beautiful features and couldn't help but lean in again.
"... Ah Ci is so sweet."
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Time passed quickly, and the next day was the Taoist Couple Ceremony.
Because Zong Ci said yesterday that he preferred the traditions of the Chu Kingdom, the powerful Tianji Sect temporarily reversed the entire process of the ceremony and moved it to the evening.
Weddings in the world are usually held in the evening. At dusk, day and night alternate. When yin and yang intersect, it is also commonly known as "auspicious time". According to the customs of the mortal world, the newlyweds cannot meet each other before evening.
Although he had been calm in the past few days, on this day, Zong Ci actually started to feel restless.
He had changed into a bright red wedding dress early and looked very talented. Even for a wedding, the wedding dress is elegant and slim enough. Compared with today's formal wedding dress, it is a bit more uninhibited and romantic.
After doing all this, Zong Ci began to feel bored. He was in the yard, looking at the fiery red color in his eyes, nervous like an ant on a hot pot.
As if she was determined to give him a surprise, the courtyard was completely empty today, except for him and a few children who stayed behind.
Tianyi, who stood aside and watched him pace back and forth dozens of times in the courtyard, finally couldn't help but say, "If Mr. Zong feels bored in the courtyard, you might as well go for a walk outside the courtyard."
Qian Yuexi's spiritual consciousness is always present in Luzhou City. Once there is any disturbance, he can immediately tear apart the space and move forward without fear of the other two leaders of the forces.
At this time, if you don't go out and relax, staying here will only make your nerves more tense.
Tianyi comforted him, "Young Master, please don't be too anxious. Even if the path is long, this kind of thing will only happen once. It's normal to be nervous. Even the sect master watched the moon last night after you fell asleep." "
The young man in white paused and touched his nose awkwardly, "Okay."
Well, even cultivators with long life spans will probably only experience this kind of thing once.
Unlike the demons who advocate dual cultivation, most cultivators have an indifferent temperament. In addition, the path of cultivation is inherently lonely, going against nature, and fearing being contaminated by cause and effect. Even a sect like the Hehuan Sect, which is a sect that only cares about nature, seems to be merciful, but is actually more cold-hearted than ordinary monks, and it is basically impossible to form a Taoist companionship with others.
Therefore, in the world of cultivation, the Daoist Companion Ceremony is indeed a major event. Many cultivators may not have such a major event in their lives.
After thinking about this, Zong Ci sighed, put some gold and silver from the mortal world in his pocket, took an oil-paper umbrella, and pushed out the door.
It's spring now, and the spring rain is always merciless. It rains whenever it wants, often accompanied by bursts of spring thunder.
Since he is in the mortal world, Zong Ci does not need to take shelter from the rain. It is better to follow the local customs.
He walked around and pushed open the door. He happened to see his mother-in-law and maids gathered around the door to inquire, and subconsciously nodded in greeting.
The servants who came from the streets and alleys to see the happy event of this wealthy family were shocked when they saw this scene.
"The young master of this family is so handsome and so handsome. With such a noble and noble demeanor around him, he must be from an extraordinary family!"
"When did such a person appear in Luzhou City? In the past, there was no sign of anyone living in this family. Could it be that he is a young master from a noble family who came from Shangjing?"
"Wearing wedding clothes, we must be getting married today. I don't know which girl the bride is..."
They whispered and secretly looked at the young man's handsome back.
Not long after, the door that had not been closed opened again, and a child from the Tianji Sect wearing a moon-white gown walked out of the door with a basket in his hands, and a very rare smile on his face.
"You all guessed it right. The young master who just met me is the young master who is getting married. My master has prepared some good fortune for you on this great day. Thank you for your blessings."
After finishing speaking, he handed out red envelopes to all the people watching on the street, and no one was left behind.
After the child returned home and closed the door again, these people came to their senses one after another.
"Why is that servant just now a child? Still wearing a Taoist robe?"
Some people were surprised and doubtful: "Yes, there are so many red envelopes on the street, and the basket is so small. How can it hold so many red envelopes?"
There were even trembling people who were dumbfounded, "I could see clearly just now that there were several red envelopes, as if they flew into my arms out of thin air."
The person who opened the red envelope even exclaimed.
On weekdays, when working in the house, even the oldest girl's monthly salary is only one tael of silver. Ordinary maids only pay a drop of money. Nowadays, it is an understatement to say that a red envelope is worth a hundred taels of silver. To put it more exaggeratedly, the expenses of an ordinary family in ten years are no more than this.
What's more, if there is an elderly person in the family who is seriously ill and cannot afford medical treatment, or is extremely poor, the red envelope received will be even larger.
Everyone was shocked, and when they looked back at the door, they saw it was looming, as if it were surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds.
I'm afraid it was the Immortal Family's trick that brought the Taoist boy down to earth.
"A living god!"
For a time, many servants exclaimed, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, shouting that the Bodhisattva has a heart.
This is the case here, but on the other side, Zong Ci encountered a difficult matter.
He looked at the person blocking him and rubbed his brows.
Last time Rong Lian was talking to himself and walked too fast, leaving Zong Ci with no time to end things with him.
But since he found him this time, he planned to end it completely just like he did with Qing Xuzi last time.
Zong Ci thought this and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Rong Lian.
His eyebrows were sad, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been torn apart by life.
He said, A Ci, I have remembered everything.