I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 74 Mr. You An
"Because I was born with yin and yang eyes, I can see most alien creatures." Feng Jing explained.

Li Shishi's eyes showed interest, she stared at Feng Jing, and asked curiously: "Are you the yin and yang eye that is said to be only one in 10 people?"

"I don't know, anyway, so far, I haven't met the second one... You believe me, there are really ghosts haunting you, come back with me, I have a way to save you." Feng Jing promised .

"Hey! Yin and Yang eyes?"

Lin Luo looked at Feng Jing with great interest, he was now clear about the latter's purpose.

Seeing that Feng Jing was Ma Liang's previous life, Lin Luo didn't intend to argue with him.

But Lin Luo was very interested in the corpse mandrill, because he suddenly remembered that in 2019, Xin Rumeng was also a pregnant woman, and would the ghost baby in her stomach have anything to do with the corpse mandrill?
Furthermore, there was Zhong Kui. He also said that the key reason for the prediction was the death of Liu Ma and Xin Rumeng. Lin Luo still believed in this upright mythical figure.

I have no choice but to go to Zhenjiang Mansion.

Thinking of Lin Luo, he said, "I'm sorry, Daoist Feng, we have other important things to do, so we really don't have time to accompany you to exorcise ghosts."

"What is more important than your own life? Brother Liu's example is right in front of you, don't make mistakes." Feng Jing persuaded earnestly.

Looking at Feng Jing's eyes that didn't seem to be fake, Lin Luo was angry and funny at the same time, and a wicked thought came to him: "Well, but I still have two friends who haven't come. When they come, let's go together go?"

"No problem." Feng Jing looked happy, but the fleeting look of complacency in his eyes was still captured by Lin Luo.

Ah……

Kid, plan on me?
Brother, I am more than 800 years ahead of you. If I don’t scare you out of shit, I will count you as clean.

"Sir, do you really want to..." Li Shishi on the side didn't know what was going on in Lin Luo's mind, so he said inexplicably.

"It's okay, Daoist Feng is so enthusiastic and quick-hearted, let's fulfill his wish."

Lin Luo tilted his head and looked out the window: "But it's getting late today... Huh? It's so lively outside."

While the three of them were chatting, it was already dark.

But at this moment, the West Lake is even more lively than during the day, with bright lights and bustling people.

Looking from a distance, Lin Luo seemed to be holding a lantern festival on the shore. All kinds of lanterns were beautiful in shape, elegantly decorated, and finely crafted.

There are lifelike goldfish lanterns, lifelike lotus lanterns, and simple and elegant official lanterns, which are dazzling and beautiful.

"It's not the Lantern Festival, why is there still a Lantern Festival?" Li Shishi stood up and asked.

Feng Jing explained with a smile: "This is a unique custom in Qiantang County. After the Dragon Boat Festival, there will be a three-day lantern festival. Girls who have not left the court will go to the lantern festival to enjoy it, looking forward to meeting their wishful husband."

"Is there such a rule?"

Li Shishi took Lin Luo's arm, and frowned slightly: "The one who leaves the pavilion can't go? The one who finds Mr. Ruyi can't go?"

"Of course not, but most of them are not out of the cabinet. With Madam's appearance, if she goes, I'm afraid it will cause commotion. I think it's better..." Feng Jing suggested.

Lin Luo ignored it, and turned his head to Li Shishi and said, "If you want to go, let's go and have a look."

"What if brother comes and can't see us?" Li Shishi asked.

"It doesn't matter."

As he spoke, Lin Luo walked to the counter and threw a few coins to the shopkeeper: "If someone comes looking for us, just say we went to watch the lanterns."

………………

Yingying Yanyan, emerald emerald and red, harmonious everywhere.

Lin Luo has been staying in the dark underworld for the past few days, returning to the human world for the first time, Lin Luo is in a good mood.

Humans are indeed social animals.

"Sir, it's so lively over there, let's go and have a look." Li Shishi pointed to a large booth not far away.

The booth is located in the middle of the whole Lantern Festival, with a variety of styles and patterns, and is surrounded by three layers of people who appreciate the lights.

In addition to the lanterns, there are also some jewelry hanging on the high part of the booth, including earrings, necklaces, gold hairpins and silver bracelets, and a series of decorations for the daughter's home.

"This is a prize for guessing lantern riddles." Feng Jing also followed, seeing Lin Luo looking at the jewelry, he explained.

Lin Luo asked: "How do you guess? It looks like the reward is quite generous."

"Wool comes from sheep, and guessing lantern riddles costs money, and the stall owner will not do good deeds like me."

Feng Jing boasted, and then said: "I remember that guessing seems to cost one tael of silver. If the guess is correct, the prize will be randomly selected."

"Sir, we... let's go." Li Shishi suddenly leaned his head on Lin Luo's shoulder, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

Lin Luo was startled, and whispered in her ear: "What's wrong?...You, are you crying?"

"Ugh..."

Li Shishi choked up in a low voice: "The hairpin...that hairpin..."

Lin Luo looked up, and there was a three-inch-long golden hairpin hanging in the prize area. It was quite unique in shape. It looked like a phoenix spreading its wings, and there was a small opal at the end.

"What happened to the hairpin?" Lin Luo still didn't understand.

Li Shishi put his arms around Lin Luo's waist and said in a mournful voice, "Back then, I died under this golden hairpin."

Suddenly, Lin Luo secretly thought that there was such a coincidence in the world, and then he patted Li Shishi's head and said softly: "In that case, don't leave, it treats you like this, how can I let it go? Wait for me to let it go Win it back and leave it to you to vent your anger."

Li Shishi raised his head and laughed through his tears: "My husband came to coax me again, how can you do this?"

"Try it."

Lin Luo squeezed into the crowd and said loudly to the stall owner, "Boss, I want this golden hairpin. Which lantern riddle should I guess?"

The stall owner is an old man in his 60s. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "My lord, I'm sorry, you can't choose lantern riddles or prizes. If you guess correctly, it's all about luck... Also, this golden hairpin has already been won by Mr. You'an." .”

won? ... Lin Luo followed the owner's gaze, and there was a young man standing in the front row of the booth.

The young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, tall and straight, wearing a blue gown, his eyes showed an aloofness that did not match his age, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he said nothing, his eyes were like arrows and as cold as frost.

"Brother, can I part with this golden hairpin?" Lin Luo finally squeezed in front of the young man and said politely.

The young man named Mr. You'an glanced at Lin Luo, and said coldly, "Why do you want to cut off love? For this hairpin, I guessed more than ten lantern riddles."

"My wife and I just got married. She likes this hairpin very much. You can ask for it if you have the conditions. As long as it's not too much, I can agree." Lin Luo said sincerely.

"Should I give it to Madam? Seeing that you are well-mannered, you should also be a scholar. It would be too vulgar to mention money. If you really want it, it's not impossible..."

Mr. You'an glanced at Li Shishi, and said: "How about this, you improvise a poem, if it can make me admire, why not give it to you?"

Ouch?

Do you dare to ask me to copy the text?

Lin Luo felt relieved immediately. To be honest, he was really not sure about guessing lantern riddles, but the poetry...

Before the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, there was no need to copy, but there were many good articles after the Song Dynasty.

"Being so respectful is worse than obeying orders. Although I am not talented, I still have a lot of research on poetry, so I should convince you." Lin Luo's face was calm, but his tone was coquettish.

Who would have thought that before Mr. Youan could speak, the people admiring the lanterns beside him suddenly exploded:
"Did I hear you correctly? Someone actually claims to be able to write poems that convince Mr. Youan?"

"I think this guy's brain has been squeezed by the door. Doesn't he know layman Jiaxuan? Even the emperor is full of praise for him."

"Come on, guys, the market is open. If what this guy writes convinces Mr. You'an, I will pay ten for every bet. I will pay as much as you bet!"

"Go away, fat man! Are you cheating? Don't listen to him, everyone. I'll pay you [-]. Here's the money. Check it out. I'm sure I'll leave."

Lin Luo's face darkened instantly.

His historical knowledge is very rich, combining the two key words You'an and Jiaxuan, he quickly thought of a person.

Xin Qiji, courtesy name You'an, nicknamed Jiaxuan Jushi.

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