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Chapter 131 Memorial

"Lantern Festival?"

He Baobao's eyes fell on the lantern held by the boatman.

"I remember that the Lantern Festival is not at this time?"

She remembered that the Lantern Festival in the human world had passed a long time ago, so how could it still be held?

The boatman showed an unfazed smile and said with a relaxed expression: "It is indeed passed, but we can hold it twice a year here."

Tantai seemed to be attracted by this topic, and he said calmly: "What's the significance of this?"

"It's not that particular." The boatman was a little flattered when he saw him talking to him: "This is also a rule handed down from our ancestors."

"Every time at this time, a special Lantern Festival must be held to commemorate a person."

"To commemorate whom?" He Baobao frowned.

What kind of person can be worshiped by several generations and gain such folk belief?

Mentioning this, the boatman suddenly became mysterious. He looked around, and when he saw no one was around, he lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard of Huasang Kingdom?"

"bump--"

He Baobao's eyelids twitched, and the milk bottle he was holding in his arms lost his grip and fell. The boatman was so surprised that he patted his chest.

Even Tantai kept casting inquiring glances.

She smiled flatteringly: "Hehehe, I got bitten by an insect."

Tantai glanced at her exposed hands, which were dazzlingly white even at night. He pursed his lips, picked up the milk bottle and handed it to her.

He Baobao took it and caressed his chest secretly. There were a lot of bugs at night, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to say so.

He Baobao looked calm and calm on the surface, but in his heart he was already in a state of turmoil.

Because Huasang Kingdom, the system once told her, was once a superpower, but it was destroyed and the dynasty was overthrown.

But what does this Lantern Festival have to do with Huasang Kingdom?

[This town, according to ancient records, was once the territory of Huasang Kingdom.] A system that has not bubbled up for a long time has emerged.

"You're willing to give it up. I thought you were going to be a coward all the time."

Baby He rolled his eyes, but secretly listened to what he said.

This place was actually the territory of Huasang Kingdom?

There is something strange about the system: [With the male protagonist here, I, an unreliable garbage system host, can’t use it.]

It turned out that this guy had heard it all, and He Baobao felt resentful.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the ground she was stepping on, feeling suddenly a bit creepy. A vague chill crawled from the soles of her shoes into her limbs.

"Is it cold?" Tantai asked when he saw her hair.

"Kind of."

He Baobao swallowed his saliva, subconsciously approached her, stretched out his paws to grab his sleeves.

Seeing this, the boatman scratched his head and said with a smile: "Although it is cool now, and we are drinking here close to each other, and you have just been floating above for a long time, the little girl is still young, so it is normal for her not to be able to bear it."

As if confirming the boatman's statement, Tantai stopped talking and silently took out a cloak suitable for a child from the ring and draped it around her shoulders.

The neck of the cloak is filled with down, which is made from the fur of foxes in the Far North. It can be automatically adjusted according to the outside temperature when worn, so the wearer will not feel uncomfortable at all.

"Isn't this a bit exaggerated?" He Baobao looked at the fluffy white goose feathers around his neck.

Soft and comfortable to touch.

It's just that it's summer, and she's wearing a winter cloak. Don't you think it's weird? She feels out of place.

"Aren't you cold?"

Tantai glanced at her, her fair little face hidden in the white goose feathers, looking even more pink and carved, like a snow dumpling.

When the boatman took out his cloak out of thin air from Tantai, he was so surprised that his eyes widened, and his awe for these two people became even deeper.

Hearing this, he thought that He Baobao's current fabric was too bright in color, so he smiled and said: "It's not an exaggeration, red is festive, and this dress is very suitable for the little girl."

It was a little warm anyway, and since he was really a little cold, Baby He simply wrapped himself in it.

The bright red cloak looks a bit nice.

He Baobao still grabbed Tantai's sleeves. She looked at the boatman: "Sorry, I interrupted you. You can continue talking."

Now that she is here, she still wants to find out the connection between the Lantern Festival and Huasang Kingdom.

She always had a hunch in her heart that there might be some connection between Huasang Kingdom and the big devil.

Tantai narrowed his eyes at her abnormal behavior: "When did you become interested in these?"

The little thing seems to be particularly interested in Huasang Kingdom.

"If you want to know, you can ask me." Why are you holding on to an ordinary person?

His memory of the three words "Hua Sang Kingdom" is a bit old, so far away that he cannot recall many things, but it does not prevent him from knowing the most basic things.

Seeing the boatman's embarrassed expression, He Baobao tugged on his sleeves and glared: "Don't interrupt, what you said is not as exciting as what others said."

She doesn't want to listen to those recorded in ancient books. What she wants to listen to is this kind of folklore, which is often much more interesting than what is recorded in ancient books.

Tantai Liang glanced at her and closed his mouth in silence.

The little thing became more and more courageous, and even dared to shut him up.

The boatman rubbed his head and continued: "It is said that the king of Huasang Kingdom is both civilized and military, enlightened and capable, but he is afraid of the dark, so his sweetheart made a strange lantern that can last forever."

"Our ancestors were grateful for the king's merits, so they stipulated that at this time, a unique Lantern Festival should be held for him to commemorate him."

"A dignified monarch can also be afraid of the dark night! How can others believe this?" Tantai spoke with a cold voice: "It's simply ridiculous!!"

Not to mention that as a monarch, he has the destiny and protection of a country. Judging from his year-round conquests and bloodthirsty killings, he is not even afraid of death, so how can he be afraid of the dark night.

A boatman whose faith is rooted in his blood: "..."

He wanted to refute, but due to the identity of the person in his eyes, he thought about it and had to smile, which was a little forced.

He Baobao had no time to stop him, so he could only cover his face helplessly.

In order not to ruin the good time waiting for you, she tugged on Tantai's sleeve and signaled him not to speak.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Don't be surprised, boatman, I also know something about the records of Huasang Kingdom."

"What my brother means is that the monarch is eternally famous and mighty, so he should not be afraid of lanterns."

The boatman's face became slightly better, and he rarely explained: "We, the people of later generations, don't know about him, but it is just passed down from our ancestors."

It is said that after tens of thousands of years of evolution, I don’t know how much it has changed.

"Then did your ancestors tell their descendants how it was passed down?"

He Baobao caught a key word. She looked at Tantai and saw that his eyebrows were slightly raised, obviously he had saved it.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Do as the Romans do. I also want to experience this Lantern Festival. Only by understanding it can I avoid violating taboos."

People in ancient times believed in this, so when she said this, the boatman immediately understood. He smiled and said, "That's it."
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