Original God, looking for the heart

Fortunately, with Xiang Ling's explanation, Xing Qiu also expressed his willingness to help the two of them.

"Mr. Zhongli will go to Humble House tonight. Since we are destined to be together, we might as well go together and have a casual meal."

As if to confirm what Xingqiu said, the sun in the painting has already set on the dark mountainside. Mo Bei noticed that there was a faint red light coming from the paper windows of many houses, and he heard the sound of meat frying in a pan. The wisps of smoke from the chimneys bring a unique smell to each house, and some even make the surroundings spicy.

Mo Bei quietly hooked the wanderer's hand and glanced at him.

The Wanderer nodded.

"In that case, it's troublesome."

"Such a grand festival has an atmosphere when there are many people." Xingqiu waved his hand and led the two of them to Feiyun Gathering.

This street is very lively. Mo Bei caught a glimpse of a lotus-shaped paper lantern.

"You like it?" The wanderer reached out and touched Mo Bei's head, with a gentle tone, "Wait for me here."

As expected, he walked towards the stall. But what is surprising is that the stall here does not charge the homeless person any fees. Instead, he hands him a pen: "Sir, the paper lanterns are free. Write your name on it and hang it over there." If you put it under a tree or on the water, you will have good luck in the coming year!"

In this case... The wanderer took the pen with both hands and whispered "thank you" to the stall owner. He carefully wrote Mo Bei's name on the inside of the petals: "It's enough to give him such a blessing."

The wanderer brought the paper lantern back and brought a bunch of candied haws to Mo Bei. Mo Bei kissed the homeless man on the cheek, and then happily took the paper lantern and candied haws. Holding this special little lamp, her sky-blue pupils were full of happiness. Every time Mo Bei was happy, those eyes seemed to light up.

Xingqiu stopped in front of an elegantly decorated teahouse and pushed the door open with both hands.

A large round table with tea cups.

"Mr. Zhongli."

Zhongli's clothes were also gorgeous, and he looked like an emperor. Perhaps for the sake of the special festival, his dragon horns appeared, and there were several gradual dragon scales at the end of his eyes. Zhong Li cast his gaze, and the golden rhombus in his pupils made the whole pair of eyes look breathtaking.

"It's a new face!" The orange-haired man who was sitting next to Zhongli, pouring tea for Zhongli and chattering away, stood up and greeted Mo Bei and the Wanderer enthusiastically.

The wanderer couldn't help but feel upset after seeing him: "I didn't expect that he was here too." I'm afraid that the only topics at the dinner table would be someone's boasting about his own deeds or discussing the "strong man" in a certain place.

The young master locked his eyes on the wanderer and geared up: "You look very strong, please compete with me!" After saying that, Mo Bei also noticed the young master's bow and arrow hanging on the wall. With that length, I'm afraid it would be difficult for most people to even lift it.

Zhongli raised his hand and motioned for the young master to sit back: "The Hai Lantern Festival is a day to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new here. Your Excellency, please don't talk about matters like this."

The young master laughed dryly, scratched his head and sat back down.

"Everyone is here, let's have a banquet!"

Xingqiu raised his hand and the door behind him opened. The waiters brought the dishes to the table in order.

(After a rather pleasant dinner)

Mo Bei finally found a relatively suitable opportunity to ask Zhongli about how to leave the scroll.

"No, Nian...Nian——!" A Qianyan Army broke in and hurriedly brought information.

The legendary Nian beast looks like a combination of a lion and a dog. It is huge and has one horn. Its fur is snow-white, but it can leave pink footprints. What's more, it is said that the Nian beast has two heads, four ears and eight legs, and can eat half a house with its mouth.

Zhong Li frowned and apologized to Mo Bei: "My little friend, can you allow Zhong to resolve the 'Nian' matter first?"

"Okay." Mo Bei said it was okay and turned to look at the wanderer, "A Liu, you know how to deal with those things."

"Fireworks, firecrackers." The wanderer suddenly remembered something, "I will arrange it. For such a big battle, you..."

Mo Bei pulled the cuff of the wanderer: "As long as it's not that close. I'm not afraid anymore."

……

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The green-haired boy guarding the pillow had yellow vertical pupils that made him even more powerful. When he saw Zhongli coming, he flashed in front of him and said, "Your Majesty the Emperor."

"It's been hard lately. Mandrill, you might as well go to the rear and rest. Xingqiu should arrange for someone to prepare two more portions of almond tofu for you."

"Thank you, Emperor, for your mercy. The Nian Beast matter has not been settled yet, so Mandrill requests... to fight again."

……

As night falls, the eyes hidden in the shade of the trees open again. He was injured in the previous battle with Jinpeng, and his hunger was even stronger.

Nian shakes the long hair on his body. Under the silver moon, two pairs of gray wings spread out——

"Be on guard!" "Be on guard!" Nian Beast ran, and the soldiers stationed on one side quickly raised their torches.

Dots of firelight formed a line of defense, blocking the year. But when people are extremely hungry, they can even cannibalize their own kind, let alone the ferocious Nian beast. It ran towards the defense line like crazy, opening its bloody mouth.

"Zheng——!" The teeth collided with the iron tool, and the Yuan shone with a faint green light. As the mandrill exerts force, the spear head stabs outwards with a suspended sharp point. The Nian beast backed away as if frightened, but still let the sharp thorns make a few cuts.

"YoYo--!"

The Nian beast let out a shrill scream, its scarlet eyes even more terrifying. It spread its wings and soared into the air.

"What...!" Mandrill was shocked. His biggest advantage in the previous confrontation with Nian was the air. Because the Nian beast cannot fly, it is especially not as agile as him. "It seems that it has strengthened its strength today."

There are also wings spread out behind the mandrill, and the edges of the green feathers are bright golden. He chased after him, but was accidentally injured by Nian's trick.

The Wanderer stood on the roof and released the wind blade towards the white moving in the air.

The Nian beast dodged, and the wind blade passed by its body, slicing off several strands of hair.

Nian: I am *******, you all like to pull out my hair, right?

With a sharp roar, all four eyes were locked on the wanderer. Mo Bei came from one side and jumped up. The wanderer put his hands together and bent them downwards, creating a pressure point. Mo Bei seized the opportunity to step on it.

The two of them used their strength, and with the help of the wind, Mo Bei rushed upward at an extremely fast speed. A bloody sickle blade suddenly appeared in his hand, and he struck it with Nian's eight claws.

Wanderer followed closely behind, and a high-pressure wind ball formed under Nian Beast. The Nian beast senses something is wrong. When he tried to escape, he found that he couldn't move. The red color on the sickle seemed to be flowing, and this energy climbed up to Nian's body.

"Don't cross the ants!"

Every wisp of wind is like a sharp knife, released from the wind ball. The wind that spread around the Nian beast turned back and turned into lightning, hitting the Nian beast's back from top to bottom.

The roar of thunder and lightning was enough to cover up the Nian beast. According to the plan discussed with Mo Bei, the wanderer took Mo Bei to the north side of the town.

The black figure in the lightning chased after him. They knew that this kind of attack could not completely eliminate Nian - or, in other words, eliminate the existence in the scroll.

Mo Bei had long discovered that this New Year picture was rich in content, but lacked the element of fireworks. A New Year is incomplete without fireworks, and a night without firecrackers is not peaceful. In the north, they had already arranged numerous "explosives".

When the Nian beast approached, Mo Bei opened a teleportation channel and sent himself and the Wanderer behind the Nian beast.

"Boom!"

The crackling firecrackers sounded, and the Nian beast shook and flew upward.

"That's not enough!" Mo Bei looked at the flying Nian Beast and smiled secretly.

"call out--!"

Fireworks cut through the darkness and flew into the black curtain like shooting stars.

"boom--!!"

There was a sudden burst of sound, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed on the black canvas——

Nian Beast finally couldn't bear it anymore and left in a hurry——

Mo Bei was led by the homeless man to sit on the tiles on the roof. He stretched out his hand and looked at the night sky, his eyes full of beauty.

The wanderer held him in his arms and covered Mo Bei's ears.

"A Liu, I'm not afraid." Mo Bei turned around and put his arms around the other person's neck, "As long as you are here, I'm not afraid."

Looking at the fireworks again, I found that the night lights were gradually lighting up. The mountains and forests in front have turned into a bay, and the ships are moored quietly on the sea. The small town behind has also turned into a real Liyue Port, with lights and colorful decorations between the buildings and red lanterns hanging.

Occasionally, Mo Bei could see Mr. Zhongli enjoying tea, or Mandrill and Kong standing guard under a certain tree. Xiangling was holding grilled tiger fish in her hand, while Xingqiu looked at Chongyun who had eaten chili with a wicked smile...

Already thousands of houses are lit with lights, already the night lights are always on. The only thing that is the same as the scroll is the fireworks in the sky.

On the tiles on the roof, Mo Bei moved his body and nestled more comfortably in the homeless man's arms. Look up and share an intimate kiss with the wanderer. The interlocked fingers, the joints glowing red, together with the white-haired boy, stirred the wanderer's heartstrings.

"Happy Lantern Festival."