Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

After Xiao Bingzhen finished her missionary-like introduction, Chang Qing also showed surprise, admiration, and a hint of fear, and performed just right.

"Today, the Netherworld Department has received news that they will officially start attacking the Hundred Flowers Cave in two days, and that will be the time when our plan begins."

After Xiao Bingzhen finished speaking, Ling Yuwenyong spoke on the meat mountain.

"Two days later, when we sacrifice all those thieves from the Netherworld Department to the Holy Meat and the whole clan helps me ascend to the Venerable, you must also prepare in advance."

"Yes, clan leader."

Chang Qing said respectfully.

"Now you already know the secret of the Holy Meat. As for the specific details of the plan, we can also determine it."

"Of course."

Chang Qing repeated the speech he had prepared long ago in detail to Ling Yuwenyong.

"How about it, clan leader? If I succeed, you will ascend to become a great master. If I fail, you will not even have any risk of being exposed. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"Well... this method is really good. I didn't notice it before. You are a talent."

"After the matter is done..."

"Don't worry, I will fulfill my promise to you."

"Thank you, clan leader, thank you, clan leader."

Chang Qing played the image of the short-sighted villain to the fullest.

"Okay, go back and prepare first. Everything depends on your performance in two days."

"Please rest assured, clan leader, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

"Okay, you can leave."

"Yes."

Chang Qing respectfully left the cave and left the clan leader's residence.

"This level is passed again."

Along the way, Chang Qing began to plan the next move.

"So far, everything has gone smoothly. There is still room for planning other valuable things. In two days... there are still many things to do..."

After returning home, he thought about it, and then communicated with the black pupil in his body through its flesh and blood.

After explaining everything to do, Chang Qing did not choose to act tonight.

After all, Ling Yuwenyong had just found him, and there was no guarantee that there would be something else tonight.

So Chang Qing spent another rare night at home peacefully.

The next day was the Moon Worship Festival.

Although Chang Qing was always a little uneasy in his heart, worried that Ling Yuchangge's death would be discovered.

But this did not prevent him from sleeping soundly last night.

He is also an ordinary person, and he will also have worries, uneasiness, fear, and other emotions.

It's just that he knows what he should do and when, and will not be affected by these extra emotions

his own judgment.

Since it has been decided to go to bed, it is better not to think about it if it is difficult to fall asleep due to worries and it will only add to the trouble.

In fact, the Moon Worship Festival is a natural cover for his actions.

Every year in late autumn, people will worship the full moon and eat moon cakes, which is somewhat similar to the Mid-Autumn Festival on Earth.

The only difference is that the Moon Worship Festival is not a reunion festival, but more like a festival for lovers.

The Moon God seems to have the title of God of Love and God of Fertility in this world. The moon is like a jade plate, and lovers worship together, implying perfect feelings and a happy life.

During the day, both men and women can make an appointment with their lovers to worship the moon together at night. If they are too shy to speak up, they can also hang a red cloth on the wall of the person they like and write the meeting place.

At night, there will be lantern festivals and gatherings for people to play.

According to custom, lovers will wear a pair of identical masks, tie red ropes on their wrists, and eat a piece of moon cake together.

In short, it is an alternative Valentine's Day.

The custom of wearing masks also originated from a traditional story here. In short, it is the cliché plot of a poor boy falling in love with a rich girl. It's just that they wear masks and blend into the crowd so that people can't recognize them. They don't have to hide and enjoy a moment of open love.

Changqing doesn't care about the origin. Stories are made up by people. Who knows what's going on? Maybe someone came up with some crooked idea to meet with an underground lover, and it has been passed down?

Changqing estimated that there must be some people who really do this during the Moon Worship Festival.

Maybe there are quite a few people.

Anyway, as an earthling, Changqing has no emotional filter for the traditional festivals of the other world.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't like this festival.

On the contrary, he likes it very much.

Why?

At night, masks, dense crowds.

Besides, it's not just worshiping the moon, visiting parties, and eating cakes. Many people inevitably have to do other things.

After all, only lovers who have confirmed their relationship can do these things together during the Moon Worship Festival. Even if they have confirmed their relationship, some immoral things can be done by people in a fit of anger., which is understandable.

Or some people take advantage of this day to corrupt morals.

All these combined together make Changqing like this festival.

Although the moon is not dark and the wind is not strong, everyone wears a mask, which is also a good night for killing.

During the day, Changqing just waited at home. At night, there was no red cloth outside the wall of his house.

This made him feel relieved. If a girl really invited him, it would be difficult.

Taking advantage of the night, Changqing came to the agreed place.

Before going out, he casually found a tree in the courtyard, cut off a piece of bark, dug two holes, and put it on his face.

At least there must be a mask to wear, otherwise it would be too eye-catching to be alone in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, not long after, he waited for his "lover".

Unlike Changqing's casual dress, Lan Shuang rarely wore a pretty white dress, which looked very different from her usual temperament.

Lan Shuang usually dresses very simply. She is thin and small. Although she has a pretty face, she can only be regarded as a beauty. She is not beautiful.

After putting on a delicate white dress today, Lan Shuang's temperament looks much more elegant. Although she is not very eye-catching, she can barely be regarded as a pretty girl.

She wears a wooden mask with beautiful carvings on it. Although the craftsmanship is mediocre, it can be seen that it has been carefully carved. It should be made by her own hands.

Looking at the bark on Chang Qing's face, Lan Shuang chuckled.

"Why did you come out with a piece of bark on your head, Master."

"I remember that I asked Dan Ji to make a mask for you and me. I thought we would have to change it anyway, so I just tore off a piece of bark."

Lan Shuang took her hands behind her back and handed Chang Qing a mask of the same kind.

"Hey, I made this. I was afraid that Sister Dan would have to work hard, so I did it for her."

Chang Qing took the mask and accidentally saw a circle of gauze wrapped around Lan Shuang's little finger holding the mask.

He frowned.

"Did you accidentally hurt yourself while making this mask?"

"Well...well, Master, you put it on first."

Lan Shuang responded vaguely and put the back of his injured hand back behind his back.