The maid was greeted by a flying pillow.

Ying Meng, who was taking a nap in the room, heard the sound and frowned in frustration:

"roll!"

Being disturbed when you are about to fall asleep is undoubtedly the most annoying thing.

"Yo. Brother Wu, why is he so angry!"

A familiar voice sounded from outside the door, and you didn't have to guess who it was.

Hearing this sound, Yingmeng woke up conditioned by reflex.

I knew that if I asked someone to call her, she would not go, so I came in person. Yes, this is very Wang Huansheng.

But why is it such a coincidence?

She disappeared for more than half a month without anyone looking for her, but Wang Huansheng came back less than two-quarters of an hour after she came back.

What kind of coincidence would that be? A trip to the lake? What does he want to do?

Ying Meng knew that it would be impossible if she didn't go today, but she still wanted to struggle. What if she succeeded?

An unpleasant voice sounded.

"Brother Wang, don't you know that disturbing someone's dream is very rude?"

"Qingmeng? Do immortal cultivators need to sleep?" Wang Huansheng stepped into the room and said with a surprised look on his face.

"Brother Wang, don't you know that I don't have spiritual energy? I'm just an ordinary person, so naturally I have to go to sleep. I also enter other people's rooms without the owner's permission. Brother Wang is such a good tutor!"

Ying Meng almost died. This guy probably knew his identity, but he still dared to come in, and he dared to break into a woman's boudoir without permission. Where did his education go?

"I'm so sorry, you act so much like a human being that I have forgotten that you are an ordinary person without spiritual energy. I have been walking around in the world all year round and I really don't understand some rules. Please forgive me. After all, we are all men.

Yes, what are you afraid of?"

Ying Meng could only open her mouth, but couldn't speak.

After all, her current identity seems to be that of a man. She can't refute it. Wang Huansheng said that he had already guessed her identity. Isn't this giving clues to others?

Ying Meng rubbed her temples: "Now that I know, can you leave? I'm going to sleep now."

Wang Huansheng looked out the window, "It's already noon, why are you sleeping? It's broad daylight. Are you so sleepy? Did you do some exercise last night? The sun woke up and you didn't wake up. You just stayed in bed..."

"Let's go, let's go now." Yingmeng gritted her teeth and jumped up. If she didn't leave, she didn't know what kind of public opinion would be spread tomorrow.

The sunlight shines on the sparkling lake, like covering the water with a layer of sparkling broken silver, or like crumpled silk satin.

Various exquisite boats float on the water, reflecting gracefully.

The sky is getting dark.

The boats left one after another, and finally there was only one boat left on the lake.

Wang Huansheng lay on the edge of the boat, "Brother Wu, don't you like the scenery on the lake? Why do you keep a straight face all day? It's like someone owes you money."

Yingmeng rolled her eyes, why don't you know? She silently recited the Yang's Heart-Cleaning Mantra in her heart, "I can't fight, I can't fight, I can't argue, I can't cheat, I can't quarrel, I can't bear it."

Seeing Ying Meng being silent, Wang Huansheng curled his lips boredly, turned to his friends on the boat and said: "Today is a special festival, the River Lantern Festival. Wait a minute on the lake, we will see the scenery of the prosperous times. Wait a minute, everyone.

Eat with an open mind, drink with an open mind, and we'll have fun all night long."

The River Lantern Festival is a traditional festival. As for why it comes, basically no one remembers it. It may be to pray for blessings, to pay homage to the dead, or to seek immortality.

In short, anyone who has a wish will put a river lantern or raise a Kongming Lantern in the small river that passes through the city. Sometimes more than one will be placed. When night falls, the dim lights all over the sky will spread out in the dark night sky.

, so beautiful.

Play all night? Still waiting to go back

Yingmeng, who was recovering from his sleep, stood at the bow of the boat, looking sadly at the lake.

At this time, there were shouts and curses from the side, "Didn't I book the entire boat? Who made the decision to let these idle people wait?"

Yingmeng glanced at Yang An, who said coldly: "Brother-in-law—Lanyi." It seemed that Yang An and his brother-in-law were not very close.

Although he treats everyone like this except Wang Huansheng.

When Lan Yi learned that it was Wang Huansheng who asked the person he was talking about to come up, he immediately changed the target of the curse.

He cursed at his follower: "Why didn't you remind me? Do you specifically want to see me make a fool of myself?"

After scolding the follower, he opened fire on Xue Ming, who was sketching at the side, "I know how to draw all day long, and I have the same virtue as you. What's the use? I'm telling you to give up on your unrealistic dream.

"

After that, he fiercely accused several of Wang Huansheng's friends one by one. He probably didn't dare to scold Wang Huansheng and planned to scold all his friends to vent his anger.

In this way, after Lan Yi offended seven of the ten people present, he turned around and returned to the cabin.

Yingmeng's mouth twitched. If his current identity was not an envoy of the imperial court, he would probably be scolded. "Your sister's vision..."

Whoosh—

Yingmeng looked at the sword on his neck and swallowed. "That's great."

Yang An: "Don't cause trouble today."

Ying Meng felt that the sword on her neck was getting closer. Faced with Yang An's warning, she rolled her eyes and took out a pillow from her space bag. "Don't worry, I plan to catch up on some sleep, and I don't have the energy to cause trouble.

"

Yang An calmly withdrew his sword and said, "Your character."

Hearing this, Yingmeng rolled her eyes again. Wasn't her character already completely torn apart by these two oboe singers? He still had the nerve to give her a character here.

Ying Meng looked at Yang An, her eyes filled with words, "Whatever you want, I've given up." Then, she saw the word "waste" in Yang An's eyes. She insisted on the spirit of retreating if she couldn't fight. Ying Meng

Walking into the cabin holding her pillow.

"Remember to wake me up during dinner."

After a while, the painting boat slowly docked. The painting boat stopped next to the viewing pavilion. To put it bluntly, the viewing pavilion is a pavilion transformed from an island. It is called a pavilion, but it actually covers a large area.

The viewing pavilion is a unique attraction of Yuntian Sect. It is said to be built by a master of mechanism and formation. There is an auditorium on the island. As long as someone sits on the seat, water splashes will appear around it. These water splashes can be transformed into various images.

, play different roles, and perform beautiful operas. Everything on this island is controlled by mechanisms and formations, which is also the special thing here, no one controls it.

"Where's Yingmeng?" Wang Huansheng's eyes lit up. "Did she go and cause trouble?"

"She went to catch up on her sleep." Wang Huansheng was obviously disappointed when he heard this.

"It's a pity that a lot of fun is missing." Wang Huansheng sighed.

A group of people walked up to the viewing pavilion in a noisy manner. It seemed that everything had returned to their childhood. At that time, ten of them came here to play. At that time, everyone was still young, there were no worries, and there was no identity difference between them.

It's a pity that things and people have changed. Some people become kings and emperors, some people fly to the fairy world, and some people's families are broken up. Everything is different after all, and the gap in between can never be filled.

A group of people sat down casually, surrounded by water patterns, and the curtain opened.

A water puppet appears in the group, he starts singing, and the surrounding scene changes with his singing.

The story takes place in a prosperous family.

During the River Lantern Festival, the family boarded a boat to go to the family island to celebrate the wedding of their youngest daughter.

As a result, on the way back, the head of the family was assassinated.

Except for the youngest daughter, everyone in the family is

Very happy. Because as soon as we dock, collect the body, and divide the inheritance, everything will be over.

Before the master's body was cold, a group of people began to divide the family property.

Unexpectedly, the head of the family is one step ahead and has made a will a long time ago. He has sent his cronies to control the family property, and no one except the youngest daughter wants to get a cent.

Everyone got into a big quarrel because of this.

As time goes by, everyone's murderous intentions slowly surface.

The younger daughter's husband is the son of another family head, and his father was forced to death by this head of the family.

The eldest daughter and the second daughter belong to the family for wealth.

The little cousin likes the little daughter and asks the head of the family for marriage but is rejected...

A group of people were suspicious of each other and finally fought to the death.

The play ends.

After the play ended, everyone fell into silence.

This is another magical thing about the viewing pavilion. It will play different stories according to the audience's hearts.

When they came here when they were children, what they saw was a group of little boys exploring the forest, and finally found the supreme skill, a happy ending.

But now, after all, things have changed and people have changed. The same people have seen the story of family quarrels. A family's rise from prosperity to decline is just because of something as simple and complex as the human heart.

What's even more frightening is that this is played according to their hearts...

Wang Huansheng recalled the plot just now and fell into deep thought. If this was really what they acted in their hearts, then today's trip would probably not be peaceful.

Suddenly, a burst of scratching next to him interrupted his meditation.
To be continued...