"This is Peony City?" Song Yizhi said as she walked towards the main road. She looked around, "Why is there not a single peony?"
"There are probably no peonies in this season." Wei Ling asked Song Yizhi to look at the trees on both sides. "Look at those withered yellow leaves. It should be autumn now, and peonies bloom in early summer."
Song Yizhi looked regretful.
Chu He and others followed Song Yizhi and listened to Song Yizhi and Wei Ling chatting.
Bei Xianyue really didn't understand these flowering periods. Listening to Wei Ling's talk, she couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, I am still suitable for practicing and playing mahjong."
After playing mahjong for these three days, she has completely fallen in love with playing mahjong!
Wei Ling turned to look at Bei Xianyue. She was dressed in white and had an air of immortality, but the contrast between her words and her appearance was too great.
"Please, don't say such things with this fairy-like face." Wei Ling said seriously.
After saying that, she turned to look at Song Yizhi, trying to soothe her injured eyes.
Then, she saw Song Yizhi, who was wearing a smoky purple dress, walking in front like a streetwalker with her hands clasped behind her back.
Wei Ling: "..."
What should I do if my eyes hurt more?
You two can't just waste your skin just because you're beautiful!
Shen Zheng, who was wearing a light blue long dress with narrow sleeves, looked at Wei Ling and Bei Xianyue with a relaxed smile on her face.
I thought these two would be difficult to get along with, but they turned out to be surprisingly easy to get along with.
Bei Xianyue thought for a while and decided to completely break Wei Ling's misunderstanding of herself.
"Wei Ling." Bei Xianyue stretched out her hand and hooked Wei Ling's shoulder. Wei Ling's face was filled with pain because of the two brothers' affectionate appearance.
Help!
This is not the fairy Bei Xianyue she knows!
"You have a big misunderstanding of me." Bei Xianyue said earnestly, then turned to look at Chu He and the others, "You guys do too."
That's true.
Chu He and others nodded.
From now on, Bei Xianyue is no longer a fairy in their hearts!
Song Yizhi turned around and glanced at the two people holding each other's back, and he rolled his eyes and felt very good.
Bei Xianyue and Wei Ling just had a friendly exchange with each other shoulder to shoulder.
Walking into the city, Song Yizhi looked around quickly out of habit.
Peony City in autumn is still quite lively, bustling with people coming and going, and it seems like a completely different world from the cold and solemn Changqiu Sect.
Looking at the immortal cultivators everywhere on the street, Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes.
Considering the size of Peony City, there should not be so many monks staying in Peony City.
Either there is some trouble in Peony City, or there is some big event or grand event.
"There are so many monks." Wei Ling started to say something. She left Beixianyue and walked to Song Yizhi and said, "Logically speaking, there wouldn't be so many monks in Peony City on weekdays."
Not bad, this young lady is quite attentive.
Song Yizhi nodded and glanced at Wei Ling appreciatively, "There should be something going on. Let's go and find out."
"What's that look in your eyes?" Wei Ling glared at Song Yizhi, then asked, "How do I find out?"
Song Yizhi shook his head, sighed arrogantly, and walked forward with his hands clasped in his hands.
Wei Ling couldn't help but roll his eyes at Song Yizhi, and said to the people around him, "Look, look, this is just a street kid!"
"It's a bit similar." Bei Xianyue said truthfully.
Chu He said warmly, "Let's see what Miss Song is going to do."
Several people followed.
Song Yizhi walked up to a gray-haired wife, looked at the cakes covered with white cloth on her dustpan, and asked curiously, "Mother-in-law, what is this? It smells so good, how much does it cost?"
The old woman looked at the girl who suddenly bent over and came towards her, and was shocked by her stunning appearance.
There is a smile and curiosity on her delicate and bright face, and her gentleness makes people easily fall in love with her.
Looking at the luxurious, elegant but approachable girl in front of her, the old woman raised a kind smile and said enthusiastically, "This is peony cake. It is a rice cake steamed with peony flower water. It is soft and sweet. Come and try it."
The old woman divided a small piece of peony cake and handed it to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi took it and took a small bite to taste. The warm peony cake melted in his mouth, soft and sweet.
"It's delicious!" Song Yizhi gave a thumbs up and praised, "It's delicious! Mother-in-law, why are the peonies you made so delicious! I want a big piece!"
Who doesn't like to be praised for the deliciousness of what they make? Seeing Song Yizhi smiling brightly and praising the deliciousness of the peony cake she made, the old lady's face was filled with a happy smile.
The old woman quickly wrapped up a large piece of peony cake for Song Yizhi and handed it over, "Take it."
Song Yizhi took the peony cake with both hands and asked with a smile, "Mother-in-law, do you want money or spiritual stones?"
In the world of immortal cultivation, spiritual stones circulate, but among mortals without cultivation, gold and silver circulate more.
The old woman selling peony cakes in front of me is just an ordinary person.
The old woman smiled, and the traces of time left in the corners of her eyes became obvious, making her even more kind.
The old woman said cheerfully, "Any old woman can do it."
"Old lady, I think it's getting late." Song Yizhi lifted up the white cloth and looked at the peony cake in the dustpan. When he saw that there were only two or three pieces of peony cake left in it, his thoughts changed.
She looked at the old woman and said gently and patiently, "I bought all the remaining peony cakes so that you can close the stall and go home."
"No, no, no." The old woman waved her hand.
Looking at the delicate and flawless girl in front of her who looked like a fairy, her cloudy eyes were full of happiness and the kindness of her elders. She said, "Just eat as much as you like, don't buy so much just to take care of the old lady's business."
"Look, mother-in-law, I still have several friends. This piece of peony cake is only enough for me to eat alone. They can't watch me eat it." Song Yizhi bent his eyes and smiled, "You're welcome, just leave the rest.
Sell me the peony cake you bought, I don’t want to be chased by them to grab the peony cake.”
Bei Xianyue and others came up and stood beside Song Yizhi.
They really had no experience communicating with such an ordinary old man, so they all stood quietly and watched Song Yizhi talk.
"So that's it, sell sell sell." The old lady wrapped up the remaining peony cake.
This girl really tried her best to buy all the peony cakes for herself.
I haven't seen such a kind-hearted monk for a long time.
Taking advantage of this time, Song Yizhi began to get down to business.
"Old lady, why are there so many people in Peony City now?" Song Yizhi asked casually, looking like a rather curious little girl.
At this moment, Song Yizhi already had a very good impression on this old woman.
Regarding Song Yizhi's curiosity, the old woman lowered her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little shy, and finally said in a low voice, "There seems to be an auction in the next few days, and many monks are discussing the auction."
Song Yizhi understood.
"Well, mother-in-law, is there any uneven place near Peony City?" As he spoke, Song Yizhi raised his hand to gesture for drawing a sword, and said seriously with a stern face, "We specialize in exterminating demons and subjugating them.
When you see injustice, draw your sword to help!”
Bei Xianyue silently turned away and looked elsewhere.