"Husband, where is the lantern festival that night?" Qingyin asked without forgetting, full of anticipation in her heart.
Lian's eyes were filled with smiles, "Of course I'm going to go."
Qingyin exclaimed and joking.
The night is deep and the bright moon is like a mirror.
Langlang in the night sky, the stars are twinkling.
When you enter the Fengdu City at night, it is as prosperous as a painting, with lights and colorful decorations, and it is very lively.
Lian and Qingyin stroll on the streets of the crowded imperial city, with people as people as the sea of tides, struggling with difficulty.
Worried that Qingyin would be dispersed by the crowd, Lian tightly held her slender five fingers and kept reminding her, "Follow me closely, don't get lost."
"I understand, I understand!" Qingyin felt that his master was nagging for the first time.
A pair of bright eyes looked back and forth in the crowd.
Especially when you encounter something interesting, you will stop in front of the stall and are unwilling to continue moving forward.
Seeing many men and women wearing masks on their faces, Qingyin couldn't help but temptation, pointing to a stall in front of her, there were a wide range of masks, and acting coquettishly: "Teacher...husband, I want that!"
"Buy!" Lian enjoyed the title of Qingyin very much and agreed to her request.
After a while, the little disciple bought whatever he saw, and Lian also had the same word "buy".
Fortunately, with the sign of the car ahead, Lian quietly put the items that Qingyin bought into the storage ring, and her free hand was only used to hold Qingyin's small hand.
Perhaps it was because the crowd was too crowded, or perhaps it was because Qingyin was playful, and Lian was most worried about finally happened, and the master and apprentice got separated.
Looking at the men and women all over the street, Lian's heart suddenly sank, and her perfect expression finally showed a hint of panic.
"Ayin...Ayin..."
He called out loudly, and the phoenix eyes were searching in the crowd.
However, tonight is the Chinese Valentine's Lantern Festival, and almost everyone has a mask on their faces, and they can't tell who is who.
In desperation, Lian had to retreat under the shade of the tree beside her, open her eyes between her eyebrows, and search for the crowd...
Qingyin was squeezed forward by the crowd. When she arrived at a place, she realized that her left hand was empty.
"Master, Master!" Qingyin was panicked and paused and looked back and forth, unable to see Master's beautiful face at all.
When she was about to use spell to open the sky eye, suddenly a heavy object came over behind her.
Qingyin was not prepared at all, and staggered and the person was knocked away.
This collision actually knocked her into a door.
Fortunately, Qingyin had magic on her side and did not suffer any damage at all.
She stood up, patted the dust on her body, and looked around her eyes, "Where is this? Why is it so strange?"
Qingyin is currently standing at a giant tree. The crown of the tree is like an umbrella, and the crown is stretched out, which is as big as a hundred feet.
It’s just a bit strange that the tree canopy is green like shade, but it is tied with red silk strips.
The red ribbon hangs down from above, and when the breeze blows, it floats like a rain of red ribbons.
The surroundings were filled with smoke and I couldn't see clearly ahead.
Qingyin had to go around the big tree and move forward.
After about half a cup of tea, Qingyin finally saw a light ahead.
However, there is still a big tree in front of me, but it is different from what I saw before.
This big tree has lush branches and leaves, and the stalks are full of dolls of men, women, young and old, livestock and birds.
Each doll has to hold red lines, white lines, gold lines, black lines and other colors.
Under the tree was an old man with white hair, white temples and gorgeous clothes.
The immortals lingered in their magnificent demeanor.
The old man held a red thread in his left hand and held two dolls in his right hand. His face was full of wrinkles.
"It shouldn't be. Isn't this kind of involvement another evil fate?" the old man said melancholy.