The festivals in the immortal world are actually similar to those in the mortal world. There are some in the mortal world, and there are also in the immortal world.
For example, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
A holiday that is supposed to be a happy and happy holiday for the whole family.
However, Shen Zhixian was tired of seeing Qingyunzong's Mid-Autumn Festival activities for several years, and he didn't want to face the riotous dance in the wasteland. He pondered for a while and decided to go to the mortal world this year to find some fun.
So Shen Zhixian took advantage of Yan Jin's inattention, left a note, and quietly went to the mortal world alone.
There were only a few words on the note, which were very concise. Yan Jin glanced slightly, frowned slightly, and then sighed helplessly.
Sui Jian ran away again.
This time, there is still no clue left, no spells, no contracts.
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I have to say that during the festivals in the mortal world, it is always much more lively than the world of immortals. Immortals are obsessed with cultivation, and they are far less versatile than ordinary people when it comes to having fun.
Yan Jin was walking on the bustling street, surrounded by people coming and going, all smiling and happy, but he looked calm, as if he was a visitor from outside the world, and could not fit into this cheerful and lively atmosphere.
This kind of scene, he used to be very unfamiliar.
Although Yan Jin was born in the mortal world, the world he encountered in his childhood was all humble and pale. Such festivals, such hustle and bustle, Xiao Yanjin often avoids it.
It was not until he met Shen Zhixian that his life gradually gained light and color.
As for Shen Zhixian, when he was young, he liked to join in the fun the most. After a heart attack, he began to prefer quietness due to various reasons. Now that he has been with Yan Jin for a long time, everything is going well, and his youthful spirit seems to be back some.
All kinds of voices passed by Yan Jin's ears, Yan Jin turned a deaf ear, and just looked around calmly. After a while, he saw a very lively place, and after a while of silence, he walked decisively there.
Shen Zhixian prefers mountains and rivers, and the place he chooses is either by the mountains or by the water. Yan Jin followed the agreement and could not use magic techniques, so he passed through the crowd with difficulty, and what caught his eye was a long and spacious river.
The stars in the sky and the lights in the world are reflected on the water. There are a few light boats floating between the painting boats, and the whole river is full.
Shen Zhixian had brought him to see what was in these boats long ago, but it was lively tonight... It seemed that it wasn't these boats.
"it is good!"
"Fantastic!"
"Beautiful color!"
I don't know who is beside me who is exclaiming in high spirits. Yan Jin looks at a light boat that stands out in the middle of the river, and the people on the boat.
There was only one person sitting on that leaf boat, with half black hair and half a jade mask on his face, only revealing a delicate chin. He was dressed in a plain white tunic, loosely draped in a crimson robe, and the belt was not fastened, so he sat in the canoe in such a sloppy posture, propping up one long leg boldly, and the other long leg hidden in the small one. under a few cases.
His Ye Qingzhou just landed in front of the two painting boats. On the boats and on the shore, many young sons and brothers were itching to see half of his face. They talked to him from a distance, and there were also courageous girls who took off the silk flowers on their heads. , covered his lips and threw it at him with a smile.
It's just that the silk flowers are too light, and a gust of wind blows, often unable to reach the boat, and swaying and falling into the water.
The man in red turned a deaf ear to the hustle and bustle around him, and he didn't care if anyone else talked to him.
His eyes were focused as if he were looking at some peerless treasure.
Even the people around him could not help but follow his line of sight to look at the bright moon.
When everyone couldn't help looking at the moon, the man in red withdrew his gaze, with a small smile on his lips, reached out and picked up a jade chopstick on the table, playing lazily.
On the small table were a bottle of sake, two bottles of wine, a small plate of peanuts, and another jade chopstick. The man in red threw the jade chopsticks, and took them firmly in his hands. He cleared his throat suddenly, and with a ding sound, the jade chopsticks knocked on the jade bowl, making a clear and clear sound.
He knocked several times in succession, slowly, half-closed his eyes, opened his lips and sang: "Little Lingzun sees Yu Xiao before, the silver lamp is too enchanting, who can hate when you get drunk in the song, after singing, you will come back and the wine will not disappear. …”
He may have drunk alcohol, and his voice is lazy and loose, with a little drunkenness, and his tone is not so clear, like a small feather with a white body, only a little red at the tip, scratching lightly. Everyone's ears.
Obsessed.
"Spring is quiet, night is long, Biyuntian is far away from Chu Palace. Dream Soul is used to being free from detention, and then steps on Yanghua to cross Xie Bridge..."
The final sound of the last word was lightly bitten, as if with a sigh. The man in red threw down the jade chopsticks, picked up the wine cup, and drank it with his head up.
Drinking too hastily, a few drops of wine overflowed from the corner of his lips, and slipped down his chin to his neck, leaving only shallow fresh water marks.
When he just knocked on the cup and sang, he attracted everyone's attention again. At this time, when everyone saw his posture, they exclaimed in admiration again.
With a cold face, Yan Jin strode to the shore.
A tourist happened to go ashore and returned the rented boat. The owner of the boat was holding the rope and counting the copper coins happily. Suddenly he felt a darkness in front of him. Someone stood in front of him and pulled the rope that tied the boat without any reason. come out.
"Hey, hey, this boat is no longer available for rent! I should go back—" The owner of the boat didn't finish his voice, but he felt his hand sink, and a large ingot called him to smile immediately and open his eyes, "Aiya, please, please, please. ,need me… "
He put the big ingot into his arms, and when he looked up, he saw that his boat was far away from him - the tall and straight man in black clothes was rowing the boat and quickly went to the middle of the river.
"... rowing for you?" The boat owner was stunned. After subconsciously saying this, he scratched his head, "I don't seem to need it..."
It happened suddenly.
According to the recollections of the people present, it was such a scene at that time.
"I don't know where the boat came from. The man in black was fierce and fierce. He paddled the boat quickly and leaned over. With a slight jump, he jumped onto the boat where the beauty in red was sitting."
The young master who missed the beauty was filled with righteous indignation and gesturing: "Then he rowed the boat, and the oar was almost phantom! It's too late to stop me! I'm so angry!"
Of course, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being. In the current situation, Yan Jin was shaking the oars with a cold face, avoiding the boat, and rowing away quickly.
Shen Zhi Xian couldn't support the music, and he leaned forward and backward with laughter. The mask had been lost for a long time, and his eyes almost burst into tears: "A Jin, please slow down... Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, not a dragon boat race..."
This boat is gone, I'm afraid it's not going to shock everyone's jaws!
Yan Jin pursed her lips tightly, and paddled all the way to a sparsely populated place, before slowing down, putting the oars aside, and turning her head to look at the man in red, who was laughing so messily: "Master, you should Fortunately, the rules that spells are not allowed to be used in advance."
He paused slightly, then continued: "...Otherwise, Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to laugh now."
Only then did Shen Zhixian realize that the surrounding silence was terrifying, as if there were only the two of them here. He noticed something was wrong, and withdrew his smile slightly, and when he raised his wrist, Yan Jin said, "Master should also obey the rules."
Shen Zhixian dissipated the spiritual power that had just been condensed, turned his eyes away, and looked at the river full of stars, and while Yan Jin was not paying attention, he got up and wanted to jump into the water.
However, Yan Jin's reaction was also very fast. He stretched out his hand and clasped Shen Zhixian's ankle.
With this button, Yan Jin realized that this person was not wearing shoes and socks, and his delicate skin was slightly cool in the night wind. With a slight force, he pulled the man back and took it into his arms.
Shen Zhixian struggled for a while, but didn't open his eyes. He bent his brows and begged for mercy immediately: "I was wrong, A Jin, I was wrong... Let me go this time..."
This boat is not big, it can carry two or three people, and it also has a small canopy. Yan Jin buckled and hid under the awning of the boat. As soon as the curtain fell, the light dimmed.
Shen Zhixian could only hear Yan Jin's low voice, which rang in his ear: "It's too late. Master wants to play a script, and as an apprentice... he should accompany the whole process."
Yan Jin has always been regarded as a master today, and Shen Zhixian laughed and scolded him as a disobedient, just innocently pretending to be stupid: "What kind of script is it playing? Why don't I know?"
"It's probably a..." The hot kiss fell, Yan Jin's words were full of smiles, "Street bullies rob the weak and pity the innocent little beauty."
"..."
The author has something to say: Shen Chen: Gan! I keep it at home, so what about the big, super obedient, super honest, super simple Yan Xiaojin? ! It was sei who took him down! ! !
Ah, happy belated Mid-Autumn Festival.
It's not that I'm later, it's the time difference on the cubs, and they are indeed still celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival! (attempts to quibble)
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"Xiao Lingzun sees Yu Xiao before..." is quoted from Yan Jidao's words.
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