My companion who was traveling with me found a local-style square-cornered hat at a roadside stall where shuttlecocks were spread out on the street. I held it in front of Bimoye and gestured: "This little hat should look good on your head. Let's try it on."
one time?"
"I don't want to try." Bimoye flatly refused.
"Come and give it a try."
"don't want."
His companions insisted on putting a colorful and very funny little square hat on Bimoye's head to make fun of them. Bimoye saw their intention and refused to wear it, so he turned around and hid.
The companion said helplessly: "Don't be so boring. If you wear it, you won't get buns on your head."
Although he joined the group for a short period of time, he integrated very quickly. He has become the "eldest brother" from the brothers. Thain threw down the things in his hands and came over from the stall next to him and said: "Okay, don't you understand his character? Try to force him again.
, be careful, he will really make you grow a bump on your head. Let’s go over there and have a look, the small town of Alfin Newland is quite interesting.”
Bimoye was forced to be dragged to the street by them. He sighed and had no choice but to continue walking with them.
The streets here are not very wide. The small vendors on both sides of the road sit opposite each other, with the distance of only one meter. The things they sell are also very miscellaneous. There is no regular order or product division. Those who sell melons and fruits, sell clay utensils, pottery, etc.
The figurines, dolls, and lynx skins are all placed together, one stall after another. There is also a local painting art called "mutation painting" for sale. Some painters even invite guests to stop and paint on the spot.
When you reach the intersection, you will find an open area. There are many people visiting the market. There are also various snacks around, such as grilled bait snakes on skewers, hand-rolled cakes, carrot pickled melons, pop candies, etc. Bimoye is just hungry.
I bought some pancakes and pickled melons to eat while shopping. I also bought a glass of ice-cold nectar for Undine to drink, and she also had a few sips for herself.
The street entrance is a crowded place, and the more people there are, the more lively it is. Now there are four floats parked in the middle of the open space. Flowers are arranged in various shapes on the floats, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. There are men and women wearing national costumes around the floats.
They were singing and dancing around the car. Surrounded by the crowd, more than 20 girls dressed in plants and flowers were gorgeously dressed and stepped onto the float on the flower carpet. They danced and rotated on the float, and bursts of cheers and applause broke out around them.
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Sanchi looked curious and asked the person next to him: "What are you doing? It seems like a festival. Is today a festival?"
The old man wearing a red headscarf who was asked said to Sanchi: "This is our costume festival here."
"Festival of Costumes?"
The old man glanced at him and said with a smile: "I don't blame you for not knowing. Few people abroad know about our costume festival. This is a traditional folk celebration here. We worship plants and flowers here. Boys and girls in the town celebrate New Year's Eve."
When they reach the age of seventeen, a costume festival will be held. Clothes made of plants and flowers are worn on the body, and then a float is used to parade around the town and perform a flower dance. Only after performing the flower dance and after the costume festival can young girls
Considered officially an adult.”
Sanchi and others nodded and said, "Oh, it turns out it's a coming-of-age ceremony."
Seeing that they were all outsiders, the old man explained in detail: "The costume festival is held twice every three months, for boys and girls respectively. Holding the costume festival not only means that they have grown up, but also means that boys and girls are ready to get married.
"In the evening, there will be a night banquet and reception in the town, where adult singles will get to know each other. I see there are a few young men among you who can go to the evening. It is a festival for young people." When the old man said this,
, his eyes fell on Bimoye and asked him: "Young man, where are you from and do you have a girlfriend?"
From the look of this old man, he seemed to have taken a liking to Bimoye and wanted to introduce him to a partner.
Bimoye looked a little embarrassed and said: "I...just came to watch." After saying this, he stepped back a few steps and hid further, which made Thain and Sanqi happy and kept laughing.
Even Undine, who didn't know much about the world before, can now understand these things and snicker at the side.
Everyone once again focused their attention on the float. They were basically in their prime of life, and the seventeen-year-old girls dancing in the sea of flowers were all the same age as the flowers. Girls with the same flowers looked at these beautiful girls.
As we danced, everyone's feet felt like nails growing out of them, and they were reluctant to leave.
Sanchi held his chin in his hand and bumped his companion with his arm: "Hey, did you see that, the one wearing blue petals is the most beautiful, tsk tsk~!"
The companion said: "Sanchi, what are you greedy for? You are already in your thirties, don't think about it."
Sanqi sighed bitterly: "Oh~! I wish I were younger. Although I am single now, I seem to be a bit older than these beautiful girls."
Bimoye was a little bored, but he didn't mind staying for a while. At this moment, there was a sudden electric feeling behind him, which made his body tense. He immediately turned around and looked back, and his companions saw something strange about him.
Asked: "What's wrong?"
Bimoye looked at the people passing by on the street, shook his head for a while and said, "It's nothing."
The companion felt strange, and looked around, but found nothing, and turned back to watch the girl dance.
Bimoye put his hand on his heart and felt his heart pounding. When someone passed behind him just now, it gave him a strange feeling at that moment. He couldn't describe the feeling. It was like being penetrated by electric current.
All the hairs on my body stood on end, and I was filled with trembling, and I couldn't let go of it for a long time.
He thought for a while, but was not willing to accept it. He was still looking for that person in the crowd, and his eyes accidentally fell on a small store opposite: "Is there a treasure house here?"
Curious, he walked over and took a look, and it turned out to be a treasure house.
The Treasure House does not specialize in selling treasures. Its main purpose is to collect and sell some information related to treasures to provide convenience to those in need.
There are not many people coming in and out of the Treasure House. Although it is located in a busy city, it can be said that almost no one goes in. Very few people will visit this kind of place, especially for ordinary civilians. However, there is a person standing at the door of the Treasure House.
This man had his hands on his chest, a sword in one hand, his head lowered, and he was wearing a hat to protect the sun. His face could not be seen clearly, but it looked like he had been here for a long time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bimoye had no intention of entering the hut. He took a look at the door and planned to leave, but at this time he was stopped by the man guarding the door of the treasure hut.
Already.
"Hey, friend, please wait a moment." The sword and scabbard in his hand were blocked in front of Bimoye.
"Huh?" Bimoye looked at him.
The man said: "I have been observing you here for a long time. You must be a mercenary."
Bimoye did not wear the mercenary group logo today, but it was still visible. So he asked: "What do you mean?"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm." The man said as he took off his hat and revealed his face: "I am a ranger and I want to discuss business with you."
Bimoye looked at this man with a common face, a short shaven head, a clean shaven face, somewhat handsome, in his thirties but not forty years old, tall, with a slender scabbard in his hand, and wearing a belt.
The silver-gray breastplate of the shoulder pads is lined with a tough burlap robe, and the leather boots and leggings are equipped. There is also a piece of ring mail tied under the leather and linen skirt on the hips, but it is a little torn.
"You've found the wrong person." Bimoye started to leave, but was still stopped.
"Don't go, you haven't heard what I'm talking about."
At this moment, Thain, Sanchi and others were bored with the dancing and came to look for Bimoye. When they saw him being stopped in the distance, they shouted: "Bimoye, what are you doing over there?"
Ran over.
Bimoye bypassed the ranger's sword and said, "It's okay."
The companion said: "Let's go hang out in front." He looked at the ranger and pulled Bimoye away.
The ranger could only shake his head helplessly, stood on the street for a while, and then left.
Afterwards, Bimoye continued to follow them on the street. When he saw fresh and cheap gadgets, he bought them to play with, or took them with him as souvenirs. In the evening, they met up with other companions, and everyone heard about the night.
At the night banquet, several young people, under the age of twenty-five, were very interested and wanted to see it. They finally caught up with the local adult ceremony, how could they miss it. Therefore, Bimoye was also dragged along.