Character plot experience system

Chapter 208, Mid-Autumn Festival

Mooncake Festival.Under the fence, yellow flowers bloom everywhere, and autumn looks like a wipe.

Tang Xuejian was lying on the bed, remembering that she could spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Tang Zang tomorrow, she was so happy, she couldn't help but smile, and she smiled foolishly in bed alone.Unconsciously, I fell asleep in anticipation of tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival.

Tang Zang sat at the gate of the temple, looking at the full moon in the night sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Da~
Da~
There was a slight sound of footsteps, and when she turned her head, it turned out that Chan Xiang was walking with two bottles of wine.

She sat beside Tang Zang and handed Tang Zang a bottle of wine.

Tang Zang hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the wine, uncorked the bottle, and took a big gulp with his head held high. The strong wine entered his stomach, and his throat seemed to be burned.

He has never drank alcohol before, but tonight, he made an exception. He felt that alcohol could make him temporarily forget his sorrows.

If he could choose to escape, he really wanted to fly away, but he couldn't.

Chanxiang also took a sip of wine, and said: "What are your plans? Go to the leader country and build a hunting guild, and come back to take revenge when you become stronger? With your strength, building another hunting guild will not be a problem."

Tang Zang shook his head: "I will stay for a day tomorrow. After tomorrow, I will leave to find the body of the sacrificial vessel. I can't go far away."

"The body of the sacrificial vessel?"

"Yeah." Tang Zang took another sip of wine and said, "Emperor Wu captured the members of the hunting guild, as well as my brother. He gave me strength for one month. After one month, if I can defeat him, I will be able to defeat him." Save the lives of the brothers and members of the society. The only way to defeat him is to find the body of the sacrificial vessel."

Chanxiang frowned slightly: "What if you can't find it?"

"Even if I can't find it, I will go." Tang Zang turned to look at Chanxiang: "If I don't come back in two months, you will leave Yiguo with Xuejian and never come back."

Chanxiang: "Actually...you don't need to go, you take me and your sister to go far away, the three of us live together, okay?"

"No, I can't just watch my brothers and members die. I can't."

Tang Zang raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. After drinking a bottle of wine, his face became rosy.

Chanxiang looked down at the wine bottle in her hand, and slowly said: "Okay, since you insist on this, then I won't persuade you anymore. If you can come back alive, you must go to the neighboring country to find us, and I will... No, we'll be waiting for you to come back."

Tang Zang looked at Tang Xuejian who was sleeping soundly in the temple: "If I really can't come back, you can find a good family for Xuejian."

Chan Xiang looked at Tang Zang and said, "You...don't plan to tell her?"

Tang Zang was silent...

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow night, I will find an opportunity to tell her that she is my sister and she has the right to know everything."

Chan Xiang: "I really envy you that you have a younger sister, unlike me... who is alone."

Chanxiang was born in a family, but it's a pity that the family members are arrogant and domineering, so they offended many enemies. The enemies formed gangs, and the Chanxiang family suffered. If it wasn't for the hunting guild's action, Chanxiang might not be alive today.I still remember that the hunting guild had just started at that time and was not very powerful. It could barely keep Chanxiang, but not her family.

Tang Zang: "If you don't mind, you can also treat Xue Jian as your own sister. I am ten years younger than you, and you can also be my sister. Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival, we will celebrate together."

Chanxiang gave Tang Zang a blank look: "Who wants to be your sister. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have married for six years."

Tang Zang:? ? ?
"A wooden head."

Chan Xiang rolled his eyes at him again: "Forget it, have fun with your sister during the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, and I won't go. Go to bed early, sweet dreams."

After finishing speaking, she stuffed the wine bottle to Tang Zang, got up and went back to the temple, lay on her bed, covered the quilt, and welcomed the arrival of dreamland.

Tang Zang was a little puzzled, but he didn't bother to think about it. After drinking up the wine in the Chanxiang wine bottle, he found a place to sleep,

The earth is the bed, the sky is the quilt, lying on the ground is sleeping.

It's getting bright...

Tang Xuejian got up and made the quilt, and wanted to wake up Chanxiang, but found that there was only a quilt on Chanxiang's bed, and no one was there.

Walking out of the temple, she happened to see Tang Zang meditating and practicing. She looked around, but she never saw Cicada Xiang.

After finishing his meditation, Tang Zang opened his eyes and said, "Looking around, what are you looking for?"

Tang Xuejian: "Where's Sister Chanxiang?"

Tang Zang got up and patted the dust off his buttocks: "I ran out at midnight last night, and said she will be back tomorrow morning. I don't know where she went."

As he spoke, he walked to Tang Xuejian's side and pinched her cheek: "Let's wash it off quickly, the town must be very lively today."

Tang Xuejian nodded happily, and ran to fetch water to wash her face.

After scrubbing,
The two brothers and sisters came to the town,
Sure enough, there are many people on the Mid-Autumn Festival, a sea of ​​people, and a street a few meters wide is blocked.

Tang Zang felt a headache when he saw this kind of occasion, people were crowded, and even if he was thinner, he would be directly squeezed out of shit.

But Tang Xuejian liked such occasions very much, the more lively she was, the happier she was.

"Brother, look, it's overcrowded."

Tang Zang:. . .

Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, moon cakes are indispensable in the stalls on both sides of the street. At a glance, there are all kinds of moon cakes, including five-nut moon cakes, fruit moon cakes, and a moon cake without filling. The moon cakes are normal moon cakes on the surface, but the fillings are meat, beef, mutton, chicken, and shrimp.

In short, only you can't think of, there is no moon cake that you can't buy.

"The newly baked mooncakes cost only three Wen each."

"Delicious mooncakes, all kinds of fillings, only two pennies!"

"Guests who like to eat meat must try my meat moon cakes. There are all kinds of meat, and they only cost four yuan each."

All kinds of yelling sounded chaotic in the lively street.

Tang Xuejian pulled Tang Zang and ran to the fruit mooncake stand.

"Brother, I want to eat mooncakes."

"Eat, eat, eat if you want, don't pull me. Hey, brother, pay attention to the occasion, don't pull my pants. Big sister, don't touch me, I am not a banana, the banana is next door."

When Tang Xue saw Tang Zang squeezed into the crowd, Tang Zang felt the feeling of being touched by thousands of people.

There are a lot of people, so it's normal to be touched by mistake, but no one touches Tang Xuejian, and everyone subconsciously avoids her when they see her.

But Tang Zang was different, everyone couldn't help touching him when they saw him.

After finally going to the stall to buy cakes for a few months, I thought that Tang Xuejian would go to another place after eating, but she didn't expect that she would drag Tang Zang to another stall after taking two bites.

"Little girl, how many biscuits do you want?"

"Give me two biscuits, brother, give me the money."

Tang Zang:. . .

"You still have mooncakes in your hand and haven't taken your medicine, can you eat them before you buy them?"

Tang Xuejian: "I don't, I want to buy it. If you don't buy it for me, I will cry, cry on the ground, and cry back and forth."

Tang Zang:. . .

"Okay, let's buy it."

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　As usual, let me say Happy Mid-Autumn Festival first.

　　Old Pujie Dichlorvos: "Oh, I thought that the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day would be very happy and happy. But I woke up this morning, opened my eyes, and looked at the shabby rental house, so what about the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival? It’s not the same as usual. The code word is the code word, the work is the work, there is no difference. Maybe, this is the ordinary life of the dead. There is no hope, no surprises, nothing.”

　　"It's like that sentence: I only live one day, repeated 364 times."

　　I wish you all a happy holiday.The old Pujie Dichlorvos is going to code again.well…………

　　
　
(End of this chapter)