After the gangster is free, he runs away. Although he has never read, life is the best teacher. He has long practiced his eyesight and knows best who can be provoked and who can't be provoked.
The two big-headed people who look a lot like silly and sweet behind them are people who can't be offended at all. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao's level is completely beyond the cunning's cognition, so they made a misjudgment and kicked the iron plate.
He had never run so fast in his life. The gangster looked back as he ran, and saw that the road behind him was dark and silent, and there was no one at all. The gangster finally breathed a sigh of relief, having already run so far, the two would not chase after him.
The thug stopped to wipe his sweat, turned his head, and almost hit the blade of his sword.
The gangster was stunned and stood on the spot, tremblingly, he raised his head, and found the immortal in white standing in front of him just now, his eyes were as cold as the tip of his sword.
The bastard didn't dare to move at all, his legs trembled, and instinctively wanted to kneel: "Xianjun, I have given you everything, and I will never dare to do it again in the future. I really have no money on me."
I haven't seen this Xianjun make a move just now, and the gangster can't help being a little scornful. It wasn't until Ling Qingxiao pointed at the throat that the thugs knew what a big mistake they had made.
These two people can't be provoked, they can't be provoked at all. The gangster had never seen the world outside the first layer of heaven, but at this moment he was inexplicably certain that the immortal monarch in front of him must come from the upper layer of heaven.
The Nine Heavens Sword is thin and sharp, and its almost transparent tip looks weak, but no one would want to try it. Ling Qingxiao held the sword with one hand, and the tip of the sword did not shake. He spread out the other hand, and a red line formed in the palm of his hand: "Where do these red lines come from?"
The gangster looked down and saw the red line in Ling Qingxiao's palm, and was stunned: "Red line?"
Ling Qingxiao's sword tip was approaching, and the gangster immediately cried and howled: "Xianjun, don't be impulsive, let me think about it, I will definitely remember it."
The thug rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally found a few vague pictures from the corner of his memory: "I picked this up on the road when I got home a few days ago."
"Pick it up?" Another voice suddenly sounded in the dark alley, and the thug shivered in fright, almost hitting the sword himself. Luo Han didn't know when he appeared in the alley and asked, "It makes sense to pick up a red line on the road, but how can you find several identical ones?"
The gangster carefully avoided the sword, and didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear that his throat would be cut by the blade of the sword: "I played with my friends late that day, and when I got home, I saw a man hanging a red rope in the alley. Xian Fairy Jun may not know, this is a unique custom in our Jiuren City, regardless of gender, if you are interested in someone and you are embarrassed to confess, then tie a red rope at their door on Xuannv Festival. After sensing it, it will give marriage to the two people who are pulling the red thread and tying the red thread. Therefore, there is another competition in the city during the Xuannv Festival, that is, who has the most red thread on the door of the house…”
In the evening, the boss also said similar things, which shows that this gangster did not lie. Luo Han then asked, "Then what?"
"Then I saw it. It would be fine if he tied one person, but he tied several others along the way. I really didn't like it, so I took off all the red lines he tied after he left... After that, I forgot about it, and I don't know where the red wires were stuffed by me. If it wasn't for Fairy Xianjun to ask, I still can't remember."
After the bastard finished speaking, he carefully probed: "Fairy, what's wrong with these red lines? I know I'm not doing well, but that person is not authentic, how can he confess to several girls at the same time?"
Luo Han thought about it, it turned out to be an accidental collision, and from the motives of both parties, this matter makes perfect sense. Besides, there is no need to lie to them.
Jiuren City has the custom of tying a red thread. The red thread at the door represents the opposite sex. No matter whether the person who is tied with the red thread intends to get married or not, it will not reject the opposite sex. Therefore, most of the red lines at the door will be tied by the owner's family. In this way, the person who tied the red line completed the selection process silently.
After this, the whereabouts of the people with the red line are completely controlled by the demons, and these people will always leave the crowd and act alone, and it is impossible to prevent them.
Luo Han already believed 80% in her heart, she and Ling Qingxiao looked at each other, Ling Qingxiao slammed the sword. The gangster suddenly regained his freedom, and the whole person couldn't react: "This... Is this all right?"
"Don't leave in a hurry, there is one more thing." Luo Han stopped the gangster who was trying to get away, and asked, "What does the Japanese red-line person look like, how tall is he, and what is his body type?"
The gangster scratched his head, feeling very embarrassed. He thought hard for a while, and said unsurely: "Looking at the back is a man, wearing dark clothes, with a strong build, so I recognized it as a man at a glance. As for height and appearance... It was too dark at that time, I can't remember."
This was a few days ago, and the bastard really has no impression. There is basically no effective information in his words, but at least he can help Luo Han to confirm that most of the people who are in the red line are demons.
With a sturdy physique and a strong waist, only the demons have such a physique. Cultivating spiritual qi will make people dexterous, so everyone in the fairy world, whether male or female, is slender and tall, and absorbing the magic qi will become more and more irritable and irritable, and even the body will be transformed into a large body by the magic qi.
Luo Han knew what to do, and said to the gangster, "Okay, you can go."
The gangster couldn't believe it, he tentatively took two steps to the side, seeing that Luo Han didn't stop him, he immediately ran away like a rabbit. Luo Han walked up to Ling Qingxiao and asked, "A lot of people in the First Layer are missing for no reason. Could it be related to the Demon Race?"
Ling Qingxiao shook his head: "The key information is too little, and we can't draw conclusions yet. However, we can focus on investigating the demons. Even if the demons use secret methods to cover up the demonic energy, they are still incompatible with the spiritual energy, and the loopholes are not difficult to find. As long as we find the demons Clan, follow them to their lair, and you should be able to get the answer."
Luo Han felt that there was no problem with this plan, and nodded: "Okay. It's the Xuannv Festival soon. Since the demons have passed the red line to screen for objects, they will definitely do it in the next few days."
"Don't be impatient, these things can't be rushed." Ye Feng Xiaoxiao, Ling Qingxiao straightened Luo Han's broken hair, and said, "It's very late today, let's go back to the inn first. What's next, we'll have a long-term plan."
Luo Han doesn't have the heart to go shopping now, she nods her head at will when she thinks about her thoughts.
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Three days later, the Xuannv Festival arrived. The Xuannv Festival is a grand event in Jiuren City, where geniuses are shining brightly, and the whole city is lively. Goulan dances in the street, hotel restaurants put out tables of seasonal cakes, and the salesmen on the street are especially loud, taking advantage of this last opportunity to sell red thread, letterheads, flowers and other items.
Luo Han walked on the street and felt the long-lost fireworks, as if he had returned to the world. Although the Ten Thousand Monsters Festival in Daming City is also lively, the liveliness is more like a curiosity. Every move of the demon clan is obviously exotic, and the freshness is enough, but it is difficult to integrate into it. But Jiu Ren City is different. Jiu Ren City has the habits of the mortal kingdom, but it is detached from the mortal world. It has the strangeness and dazzlingness of the fairy world, and it has the firework and popularity that Shangzhongtian does not have. Walking in it, it is easy to be infected.
Luo Han followed the crowd and said with emotion, "It's really lively. No wonder people say that reading ten thousand volumes of books, traveling a thousand miles, and not going outside to see and see, how can you know what the real heaven is."
Ling Qingxiao felt the same way. In Zhongshan, what he saw was the indifference of human feelings and the law of the jungle; in the Middle Ages, he saw blood slaughter, and life was like a mustard; but in Sanqingtian, it was a bright emperor, and power was supreme. Each side is a heaven, but it is not a complete heaven.
There are majesty and solemnity in the heaven, and there are ordinary people in the market, there are too high and forgetful feelings, and there are fireworks in the world. And beyond the Milky Way, there are the demon world, the demon world, the underworld... How big is the world, and how small is the individual. Only when you step out of the circle can you find that the sky is high and the water is wide, and that talented people are born in large numbers. When you look back and look at those little loves, conspiracies and tricks that you are entangled in, they are actually very petty.
Only when you are open and honest in your heart can you make continuous progress. Otherwise, if you are trapped in your own world, you will only become more and more arrogant and self-sufficient. After being entangled with trivialities and petty profits for a long time, the eyes will become only a little bit.
Ling Qingxiao felt a breakthrough in her xinxing, and Shangxian Lei Jie, who had been missing all the time, also faintly sensed it. Luo Han was pointing at the float in front of her to show Ling Qingxiao. After she finished speaking, she found that the people around her didn't answer. Luo Han looked back and saw Ling Qingxiao seemed to have a feeling, his realm was loosened, and even the spiritual energy around him was agitated by his attraction.
Luo Han felt something and was speechless: "Your Immortal Thunder Tribulation is coming soon?"
"It's still far." Ling Qingxiao took back her breath in an instant, and the spiritual energy around her body recovered as before, "It's just that I sensed the edge of the thunder tribulation, and it's still far from the real tribulation."
"It's scary enough." Luo Han said, "Everything is the hardest at the beginning. Take the first step and you're basically half done."
Luo Han didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Congratulations!"
The world of the Great Demon King refuses to accept the dictatorship, only Ling Qingxiao doesn't want to, without him he can't.
Ling Qingxiao laughed: "Congratulations? It's still a long way off."
Although Ling Qingxiao refused, her eyes were relaxed, and her whole person was much more relaxed. His appearance is cold and his temperament is cold. He usually looks at people thousands of miles away. At this moment, the ice around him loosens a little, and his eyes smile slightly. It is like returning to the earth in an instant, the ice and snow melt, and the lethality is amazing.
The two of them stood on the side of the street, and a semi-circular open space naturally opened up beside them. The two of them were already conspicuous in appearance, but now Ling Qingxiao was smiling, they were getting more and more attention here, as if they were shining in the crowd.
The float went to the street, and the people who were playing the roles of the Xuannv Empress and the Maid of the Immortal Realm saw Ling Qingxiao and Luo Han, and couldn't help but pay attention, and the petals flew towards them like snowflakes. Luo Han took a step back subconsciously and just hit Ling Qingxiao. Ling Qingxiao stretched out his hand to support Luo Han. As soon as he raised his hand, the petals in the sky were suspended in the air. Not a single piece touched Luo Han's body.
Luo Han didn't expect her to stand so close to Ling Qingxiao, and she didn't expect that Ling Qingxiao didn't hide and let her bump into her. Ling Qingxiao put one hand on her arm and the other in front of her, blocking the scattered petals for her. Behind Luo Han is Ling Qingxiao's solid and broad chest, the whole person is enveloped by his cold breath, the petals in front of him are covered with ice crystals, reflecting a slight rainbow light in the sun, almost dazzling.
Luo Han lost her mind for a moment, and when she regained her senses, she asked, "Didn't you say that you don't like to have physical contact with others?"
"That's right." Ling Qingxiao withdrew her hand, and her long sleeves fell naturally, blending with Luo Han's skirt, "So you have to stand closer to me, there are many people here, if you stand far away, I may not be able to take care of you in time. ."
Ling Qingxiao didn't like touching people or being touched, and avoided others all the way, with the exception of Luo Han.
Luo Han raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What logic is this? You don't like to touch other people. Wouldn't it be more inconvenient for me to stand close?"
"The logic doesn't make sense, then there is no need for logic." After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, she said very lightly, "You are not someone else."
You are your own.
Luo Han didn't answer, as if she hadn't heard it before, but her eyes were full of smiles.
While talking, the float passed by, and the people onlookers chased the float, and immediately there was a lot of space around. Luo Han breathed a sigh of relief, and took advantage of this opportunity to back away from Ling Qingxiao.
Just now, it was like she was standing in Ling Qingxiao's arms.
Ling Qingxiao also pretended not to know, everything must be done step by step, and this process must be patient. He was slowly testing Luo Han's boundaries. He was very satisfied with the result this time and could arrange the next step.
A middle-aged uncle on the street saw the two of them standing, and came over to talk enthusiastically: "Why didn't you two go to see the float? That's the annual Xuannv Festival. If you touch the petals of the Xuannv, the next year good luck."
Luo Han said: "There are too many people in front of us, we are too lazy to join in the fun. Why didn't Uncle go?"
"I'm old, so I won't squeeze with the young people." The uncle said, "I guess this is the first time for the two of you to come to Jiu Ren City? The more you get, the better your luck. There are also flower branches and garlands. Whoever receives more will be more popular. There is a legend in Jiuren City. A long time ago, when a man was on his way, he met a woman he liked on the road. He didn't have anything else in his hand to express his feelings, so he folded flowers from the roadside and made a wreath for the other party. The flower represented birth, and the ring represented perfection. The woman was moved by the man's heart and agreed to his confession. Lang stopped at the same place, got married and had children, and then gradually formed Jiu Ren City."
It is difficult to trace whether this kind of legend is true, but who cares about the true or false customs, as long as it is lively, it can be passed down year by year. The uncle continued: "Because of this story, there is a saying in Jiuren City that the flowers are broken. Especially on Xuannv's Day, if a man has someone he likes, he will send a wreath to the woman. If the woman accepts it, it means she agrees. This marriage. But today's young people are too enthusiastic. As long as they see good-looking people on the road, they will send garlands to each other, and the traditional connotation has long been lost. "
Luo Han replied softly, no wonder when she avoided the petals just now, many people looked at her with strange eyes, it turns out that Jiuren City still has such a saying.
The uncle had just finished speaking when a group of young people passed by. When they saw Luo Han, they whistled in unison. The tallest boy raised his arm and threw a wreath to Luo Han. Luo Han thought about what to say, and the young people in Jiuren City were too unrestrained. Before she could finish thinking, the garland fell from the air, circled around, and threw it back into the hands of the taller boy.
As soon as the tall boy received something, he knew that this person he couldn't afford to offend, he glanced at Ling Qingxiao unhappily, and finally led the younger brothers away with a stinky face. When they reached the corner, a few teenagers turned around and made funny faces, screaming and screaming.
The uncle next to him clearly snorted. Luo Han tried to pretend to be calm, when he heard Ling Qingxiao say, "Don't accept things from unknown sources."
Luo Han pursed his lips and controlled the expression on his face. At this time, a young boy of twelve or three passed by. When the uncle saw it, he quickly stopped him: "Little boy, why haven't your flowers been sold yet?"
Seeing the uncle, Xiaotong's eyebrows drooped down. Seeing him depressed, the uncle felt uncomfortable. The uncle let out a long sigh and said, "It's alright, take your time. Your grandmother Jiren has her own good looks and will be fine."
Xiaotong nodded to the uncle, and then ran away with his head down. Luo Han looked at the child's back and asked, "What's going on?"
The uncle is an extrovert, and he cracked as soon as someone answered, "This child is pitiful. His parents died in an accident a few years ago. When he died, he was at the scene and was locked up with the corpse for a long time. After he was rescued, he died in an accident. He can't speak anymore. There is only one elderly grandmother left in his family. The grandmother earns money by doing manual work for others. The grandparents and grandchildren depend on each other for life, and the life is not rich. But who knows that misfortunes will not come singly. A few days ago, his grandmother also fell ill. As a child, he has no way of making a living, so he can only come out to sell flowers, but he can't talk to people, but it is conceivable that the business is not good. It's been such a long time, and not a single flower has been sold."
Luo Han listened to the sigh, Ling Qingxiao looked at the child's back, and suddenly said to Luo Han, "Wait here for a while."
Luo Han didn't even have time to ask him what he was doing, when he saw Ling Qingxiao walking towards the child. Across the street, Luo Han saw Ling Qingxiao asking the child a few words, and the child could only shake his head or nod his head to answer. Then, Ling Qingxiao picked a few plain and white flowers from the child's flower basket.
The boy has a quiet personality, and the flowers he picks are also plain and light in color, but they are cut very cleanly, and there are even drops of water on the branches. Ling Qingxiao held his fingers on the light green branches, which made his skin look like jade. He raised his head and looked to the other side, as if he was observing the movement of the garland weaving at the stall next door. When he saw half of it, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to fold the flower branches into a bunch.
Luo Han didn't see his movements clearly, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, a garland was ready.
Luo Han was shocked, Ling Qingxiao learned this on the spot? She hadn't recovered from the shock that Ling Qingxiao could actually do handicrafts when she saw Ling Qingxiao walking up to her, raising her hand, and putting something on her head.
Luo Han was startled and instinctively took off the things on his head. Ling Qingxiao held Luo Han's hand and said, "Don't move, it's going to be crooked."
In fact, the garland was not crooked at all, Ling Qingxiao quietly lowered her eyes to pay attention to Luo Han's expression by moving the garland. He carefully observed Luo Han's every move, and felt a long sigh of relief when he realized that she did not reject her.
Very good, this step is successful, you can proceed to the next stage.
Ling Qingxiao's schedule moved forward again silently. He likes plain colors, and the flowers he chooses are also light. Wearing it on Luo Han's hair, it's very beautiful.
Luo Han felt uncomfortable all over. Ling Qingxiao said that the garland was crooked, and when adjusting the angle, Luo Han didn't dare to move, her upper body was as stiff as wood: "I'm such an adult, it's not good to wear a garland."
"Why not?" Ling Qingxiao said, "When I meet a beauty on the road, I fold the flowers as a gift. That one was too ugly just now, but this one is better."
Luo Han suddenly found that Ling Qingxiao was observing her. He never treats people politely. In fact, he has a very strong ability to observe emotions, and he can understand what the other party wants to hear and say. It's not that he can't be polite, he just doesn't want to.
Luo Han got angry and said deliberately, "Didn't you say, don't accept things from unknown sources?"
"They can't, mine doesn't count. I don't know where I came from." Seeing Luo Han's nervous expression, Ling Qingxiao smiled lightly and said, "When you meet a good-looking person, you should send a garland to show your love. We have to do as the locals do. "
Now the young people in Jiuren City are not particular about it, and they will give it away when they meet someone on the road. But in the beginning, sending garlands had a specific meaning.
Ling Qingxiao's last sentence, "Do as the Romans do", is a pun.
The little boy hid in the corner and saw Xianjun, who had just bought flowers with him, standing by the street, putting a wreath on another fairy and pulling up her hair on the side of her temples. The man is noble and unparalleled, the woman is pure and clean, the two stand side by side, as beautiful as a picture scroll.
There was envy in Xiaotong's eyes, he watched for a while, until the two immortals on the opposite side left, he reluctantly retracted his gaze and walked towards the back of the alley.
He walked through a long alley, and seeing that he was about to arrive home soon, a hand suddenly stretched out from the alley next to him, covering his mouth firmly. The child struggled instinctively, but he couldn't speak, and he was young and thin.
Before Xiaotong fell into a coma, he saw that the world was upside down. Finally, a pair of surprisingly large black boots stopped in front of his eyes, becoming the last sight he saw.
When Xiaotong regained consciousness, he was awakened by someone. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw many boys and girls crowded around, everyone was crying in a low voice. Looking farther, it is a cold iron cage.
Iron cage? The child woke up suddenly, where is this? Why is he in a cage? So many people are trapped together, what does the other party want to do
Xiaotong was frightened, and he didn't know if it was because of the drug, but his mind was groggy. In the confusion, a man's voice seemed to come from outside: "Lord, the goods are inside."
goods? Xiaotong was terrified, and before he had time to decide whether to pretend to be unconscious, the two men who were talking had already entered. The person known as "The Lord" was wearing a mask and was tightly wrapped in a black cloak, so he couldn't tell his appearance at all. Another person...
Seeing that person, Xiaotong's pupils shrank. He knew this man, who had bought flowers from him not long ago, and inquired about his grandmother. Before leaving, he gave the child a red thread.
The child somehow didn't like the breath of the man, so he didn't wear the red thread. Thinking of this, the little boy turned his head and saw the men and women in the iron cage, either cowardly or reckless, sad or angry, but without exception, there was a red thread hanging from their wrists.
The child knew, it turned out that it was because of the red thread. Unexpectedly, the children bypassed the red line, but they were still targeted by these people.
When the masked man saw them, he made no secret of his dissatisfaction: "Why are these people?"
"Lord, recently, many people stopped going out at night, and the goods are getting harder and harder to catch. This batch of goods is a little less, but the quality is not worse than the previous few times, please check carefully."
"That's it." The masked man's voice was muffled, as if something had changed his voice, "Take it away first, then don't send it away, your honor should be in a hurry."
The man seemed very happy, and immediately bowed in response: "Yes!"
As he said, he took out a gourd, and the black gas lingered on the gourd, which made people feel ominous. Xiaotong suddenly realized that he could not be sucked into the gourd, otherwise, he would not be able to escape completely.
Xiaotong was the last to come in. At this moment, the cage door opened, and he was the first to be dragged out. The child struggled violently, and finally became anxious, and even opened his mouth and took a bite on the opponent's tiger's mouth.
Xiaotong used all his strength, but the opponent's hand was as hard as iron, and he couldn't bite at all. The man was unscathed, but was provoked by the child's behavior. He stretched out his hand and said, "Little fairy dares to bite me, I need to clean up!"
The man has big shoulders and a round waist, while the boy is thin and weak, and his waist is not as thick as a man's arms. The man's hand was as big as a palm fan, and his arms were rounded backwards. If this slap fell, the child would have to die at least half his life.
The people in the iron cage watched helplessly as the slap fell. Many people couldn't bear to look any longer and closed their eyes one after another. However, the expected slap didn't come for a long time, someone opened his eyes tentatively, and found that the man just now fell on the ground, motionless, not far away, on his half arm.
It was the hand he wanted to slap the little boy just now.
The people in the iron cage stared blankly at this scene, and the child also sat blankly on the ground, unable to understand what happened.
At the same time, there was a sudden loud noise from overhead, dust rustled from the roof, and a bright light suddenly appeared above. The child covered his eyes and looked up. In the dazzling backlight, the two white figures almost merged with the halo.
"It turned out to be hidden underground, no wonder it has been hidden for so long."