After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

A Bao originally thought that the Chuyue Lantern Festival was not much different from the lantern festivals she had visited before.

But after crossing the wooden bridge and reaching the Siling Pagoda in the old street in the west of the city, I was stunned.

Completely different from the beginning.

Although it must be admitted that the old street is also very lively.

But the prerequisite is to ignore the white lanterns hanging all over the streets.

However, Po just couldn't ignore it.

To celebrate the upcoming Zhongyuan Festival, a lantern riddle-guessing event was prepared. The high platform was hung with white lanterns, and countless white silk with black characters were tied to the lanterns, dancing in the wind.

A Bao was frightened and silently clenched Xuanyuan Fengran's arm.

But she couldn't help but look around in curiosity.

Xuanyuan Fengran rubbed Abao's head lovingly and said gently, "Don't be afraid."

After all, there will be something even more terrifying later.

A Bao, who was unaware of anything, silently held his uncle's arm tighter in this sudden eerie and strange Zhongyuan atmosphere.

Fortunately, there were some familiar places in this street.

As the Ghost Festival approaches, there are always vendors selling Atractylodes fire basins to ward off ghosts and evil spirits, lotus lanterns for praying for blessings, and glutinous rice cakes and moxa sticks and incense to entertain the dead.

"Girl! Buy a lotus lantern and make a wish! It works!"

"No. Thank you." I didn't believe it.

Caught off guard, a thick white fog suddenly appeared in front of Abao.

Although the evening breeze was warm, she felt cold.

A Bao nervously clenched Xuanyuan Fengran's hand beside him and asked in a trembling voice.

"Uncle, did you see that?"

"I saw it."

White lanterns rose up all over the sky, and the lights were jumping scarlet.

In the distance on the old street, there came the sound of suona.

A Bao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a team coming from the southern part of the city on the other side of the bridge.

First, a maid in mourning held up a skull lantern. No one knew how the lanterns were made, but the candlelight from the lanterns emitted a strange green light.

Next, there came the joyful crowd welcoming the bride and groom, beating drums and gongs.

Everyone's face was pale and their lips were bloodshot.

He grinned, looking like a monster with a bloody mouth in strange stories.

This made Abao feel uneasy.

I just feel that this old street is becoming more and more eerie and scary.

However, the crowds watching around the old street were very happy.

So happy, just like watching a play.

A Bao was puzzled: "?"

Suddenly, someone scattered white paper money all over the sky.

The wedding procession began to howl in horror, "The Sea King is getting married!"

Amid the eerie sound of suona, the sea breeze blew up the curtains of the sedan chair.

A Bao suddenly saw an acquaintance - Chu Wu?

A Bao was stunned on the spot, and was not brought back to his senses until Chu Wu saw the wedding sedan chair passing by.

"What a coincidence! Po, you're here to visit the Lantern Festival too!"

"You! Why are you wearing a red wedding dress?"

Chu Wu smiled happily and explained, "The Sea King is getting married at the Lantern Festival tonight, and the dancer originally scheduled for the event had something urgent to do, so it's just right that I'm here to help fill in."

"That's right! Po, do you want to join us?"

As she spoke, Chu Wu lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and invited them warmly, "This wedding procession will circle Yuezhou twice tonight! All the beautiful scenery of Yuezhou that you want to see will be there!"

"!!" Po waved his hands repeatedly: "No! No!"

Chu Wu felt it was a pity.

But on second thought, it was Abao's first time visiting the Chuyue Lantern Festival, so it was inevitable that he felt uncomfortable.

"Okay then! Let's continue our tea tomorrow!"

Having said that, Chu Wu did not force it and waved goodbye happily.

Po nodded meekly, "Yeah! We'll continue tomorrow!"

Who would have thought that after watching Chu Wu leave, there was actually a 'surprise' behind the wedding procession.

Skeleton monsters, Yakshas and Rakshasas.

They are all weird and daunting.

At the same time, Po seemed to hear wailing coming from the depths of hell.

She grabbed Xuanyuan Fengran tightly and followed the sound, which turned out to be coming from behind the lantern riddle platform.

Po was timid and scared, but curiosity overcame everything.

She suddenly drew aside the curtain, and everyone in the troupe turned around to look.

Abao: "?"

Everyone in the troupe: “???”

Po: "Yes, you are crying?"

The troupe owner nodded proudly: "Yes, yes! Isn't the howling particularly realistic? Have we made any progress this year compared to last year?"

"Haha! Keep going! Keep going haha!"

A Bao laughed it off awkwardly and quickly lowered the thick curtain.

On the side, Xuanyuan Fengran smiled gently, "Don't you think it's quite interesting?"

"I didn't expect this to be the Haimiao Lantern Festival."

Abao was very excited tonight and decided to find a place to rest.

There happened to be a Wangcai Inn not far away.

But once you enter the inn, it's like opening the door to the underworld.

In the lobby of the inn, there were creatures with ferocious and bleeding eyes, creatures with overly long tongues wrapped around their necks, creatures with bloody broken arms and legs, and even creatures without heads.

Each of them looked as if they would not stop until they scared Po to death.

A Bao silently took a half step back and looked up at the inn sign.

Wangcai Inn.

That's right! She looked at the sign of Wangcai Inn and felt very trustworthy, so she chose this inn to rest.

With curiosity in his heart, Abao looked towards the lobby of the inn again.

The headless man actually took off his thick outer robe, revealing the wooden frame covering his head.

"Oh my! It's so hot!"

As for the person sitting opposite the table, whose tongue had been wrapped around my neck three times, he took it off like a scarf and hung it on the back of a chair. He then let out a long sigh and agreed repeatedly.

"Who says it isn't?"

A Bao: “…” As long as you are happy.