The boss didn't think it was difficult at first, but he paused when he saw that it was an idiom.
"Little brother, what's the answer to the mystery?"
Chen Changsheng said: "It's written on the back."
The boss turned over the paper and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Thank you little brother."
Then he returned the previous nine cents.
Chen Changsheng left the stall with Ping An Ruyi.
Ruyi said with some curiosity: "Uncle Chen, isn't the answer to the mystery nine-leaf lotus?"
"Sister, it's an idiom." Ping An said.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Can you guess it?"
Ruyi guessing the crossword puzzle was not as good as Ping An. After thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't think of the answer.
Ping An also shook his head. He read a lot of books, but asking for four-character idioms in long poems was not his strong point. It was not a magical power after all.
Chen Changsheng said: "Let's take a look when we come back. Maybe someone can guess it."
"Okay~"
Chen Changsheng walked around the temple fair with Ping An and Ruyi.
One person has a hairpin in his pocket, and the other person holds a folding fan in his hand.
"Sister, Ping An guessed the fan."
"You should let me, sister."
"Sister, you should let me go!"
"Peace is not."
"You are not allowed to talk when you are safe."
"..."
Chen Changsheng listened to the quarrel between the two of them, and then listened to the quarrel at the temple fair.
He likes this atmosphere very much.
Lively and full of human fireworks.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve seen this scene of bright lights and bustling life.
Thinking about it, I really miss it.
There is also the simplicity here. Although this era is bad, the simplicity is not fake at all.
This world of mortals is also Chen Changsheng’s destination.
He became more and more reluctant to leave.
A few people walked and arrived at the innermost part of the temple fair, which is the Dragon King Temple.
There are the most people here, and there are people selling incense and candles outside.
Chen Changsheng took a look, and what surprised him was that the old Dragon King had actually come and was now in the temple.
"Let's go, Chen will take you to burn incense for Grandpa Dragon King."
"Incense?"
Ping An asked: "Why burn incense?"
Ruyi said: "Ping'an is so stupid. Only by marrying Grandpa Xianglong Wang can he bless us with good weather, so we don't have to go hungry."
Ping An blinked and said, "Really?"
Chen Changsheng bought six sticks of incense outside and gave them to the two of them.
"Uncle Chen, don't you want to offer incense?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Chen cannot worship me."
Ruyi and Pingping didn't ask much, and then they knelt down on a tuanfu.
His eyes looked at the Dragon King statue.
The old Dragon King was also looking at him.
The old Dragon King came here on his way. He originally planned to go to the border to see the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. He also saw Chen Changsheng at the temple fair and stopped to take a look. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would never stay.
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"Grandpa Dragon King bless us with good weather and a good harvest next year."
"It won't work if you say it, stupid Ping An."
"oh oh……"
Chen Changsheng winked at the old Dragon King.
The old Dragon King glanced at Ping An and Ruyi, and then pretended not to understand anything.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile when he saw him like this.
This old Dragon King is still pretending to be confused.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen went out to buy three incense sticks."
Ruyi asked: "Uncle Chen, do you also want to bow?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Well, your Grandpa Dragon King seems to have some objections to Chen, so he needs to pay his respects."
The old Dragon King in the statue suddenly became anxious.
It would be great if Chen Changsheng was asked to pay homage!
He rolled his eyes, and then he drew out a few rays of energy and breathed into Ping An and Ruyi who were kneeling on the futon in front of him.
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "It seems there's no need."
"ah?"
Ruyi was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Uncle Chen is so strange."
Ping An feels the same way.
Chen Changsheng did not explain, but just bowed his hand to the statue.
Chen Changsheng immediately said: "Chen, take a look for a while, you are here, don't wander around."
Ping An and Ruyi stood beside Chen Changsheng honestly.
Chen Changsheng reached out with his spiritual will and immediately met with the old Dragon King.
The old Dragon King cursed and said: "Shameless!"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "It's just a few rays of good fortune. Why are Lord Long so stingy?"
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bothered to come down and take a look."
Long Jun shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Passing by?"
"I'm going to go to the border to check out the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade. The city god over there is begging me, so I have to take care of it."
"No wonder..." Chen Changsheng said: "I wonder where you can be so free."
"Do you want to go see it together?" asked the old Dragon King.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen will not go."
The old Dragon King took a look at the two little dolls standing in the hall.
"You have taken care of the children now?"
"Nothing to do."
The old Dragon King couldn't understand Chen Changsheng.
But he didn't ask in detail. He came down just to ask Chen Changsheng if he was going.
"If you don't go, I won't stay any longer."
"Lord Long, walk slowly."
"Come back to Tongtian River for a drink."
"must."
The old Dragon King left the Dragon King Temple.
And Chen Changsheng also withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
He came back to his senses, looked at Ping An and Ruyi beside him and said, "Let's go."
Ping An and Ruyi held Uncle Chen's hand, walked behind Chen Changsheng and whispered softly.
"Sister, what was Uncle Chen doing just now?"
"You must be talking to Grandpa Dragon King."
"Ah? Sister, you haven't woken up yet?"
"Stupid Ping'an, you don't know even if you tell me."
"No, sister, you..."
"You are not allowed to talk when you are safe."
"?"
Ping An thought about it, thinking that one day he would stand up and take charge.
When he succeeds in his magical work, he will definitely look good as he wishes!
But in Chen Changsheng's opinion, there may be no such chance. Under the suppression of the bloodline, Ping An probably has no chance.
When I walked back, I met the juggler again.
The most eye-catching thing is probably the oil pan.
Ruyi and Pingping were interested and stopped to take a look.
"Get out of the frying pan!!"
Ruyi was a little scared and didn't dare to look.
Ping An is quite enjoyable to watch.
He thinks this person is quite powerful.
"Uncle Chen, will I be able to do this after I learn the sword?"
"Probably not."
"ah……"
"But it should be better than putting it in a frying pan."
"Is this so..."
Ping An started to think about it.
Chen Changsheng looked at the person who was putting the oil in the pan, he was a little curious.
Logically speaking, the reason for putting the oil in the pan should be a layer of vinegar floating on it, but when he looked closely, he found that there was a big difference.
This guy actually uses all oil!
And the oil is piping hot too!
“Everyone is optimistic!!”
As the strong man in front of the oil pan said something, everyone's eyes were attracted to him.
"puff."
The man put his hand into the oil pan and pulled it out after a moment.
In perfect condition.
Everyone was amazed and sighed at this man's great kung fu.
Chen Changsheng's gaze towards the strong man also changed at this time.