There is no future in making lamps

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it is said that on the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the magpie bridge, the girls will come to the flowers before the moon and look up at the starry sky, looking for the Altair and Vega on both sides of the Milky Way. Let yourself be as ingenious as the Weaver Girl, and pray for a happy marriage as you wish, thus forming the Qixi Festival.

Yang Jian sat on a high place and watched the dim lights below. The Lotus Lantern was placed beside him, and the villain on the lamp was also admiring the bustling scene. Yang Jian looked at the young girls and sons who were rarely allowed by their family If you are looking for someone you like, a handkerchief or a sachet may be a token of love. In this era, ladies and sons-in-law are all about their parents' marriage, and the elders decide it. Only at this time can you see it. Outsiders, fight for it yourself.

Looking at Yang Jian, he laughed and said to the Lotus Lantern, "Actually, the situation back then was not as tragic as the legends say. After all, Zhinu is the daughter of the Queen Mother. No matter how ruthless the Queen Mother is, she still has affection for her daughter." Yes, it’s just that I can’t understand why Zhinu is with ordinary people, it’s like a daughter who catches her family’s daughter with a poor boy.”

"Oh Huo." Baolian Lantern listened to Yang Jian telling these secret histories. The story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was passed down from family to family, and the Qiqiao Festival was derived. Even the gods in the sky knew this beautiful love legend.

Yang Jian was silent for a while and continued, "Actually, there is a certain reason why immortals cannot fall in love. The unequal lifespan is the biggest obstacle for immortals to fall in love, but it is actually easy to solve if you think about it. If there are enough immortals Infatuation, wait for his reincarnation. As for why he (she) is still the original after reincarnation, isn’t this kind of thing all because of a memory problem? Lotus Lantern, don’t you think? Liu Yanchang is getting old as he sees now , what will Chan'er do?"

"Ah, speaking of this, mortals have no way to go up to the Nine Heavens. Back then, the Cowherd was able to bring his children up because of the old bull spirit who had practiced for thousands of years, and his two children who inherited the fairy power of the Weaver Girl. , A long time has passed, in the legend of people meeting on the magpie bridge, in fact, the cowherd is still a mortal, there is no god on the other side of the galaxy, who knows if the cowherd has turned into a dry bone?" Yang Jian said with some hesitation, "After all, mortals are so fragile."

If Yang Jian's words were spoken out, I don't know how many people would be crying in anger. The Baolian Lantern shook his head. Yang Jian's words were sharp and straightforward, and they are still the same now, but even though he said that mortals are fragile, Yang Jian still looked at the bottom gently. He is a mortal, in fact, he still likes it very much, yes, his father is also a mortal, and he will not hate mortals if he hates anyone.

"But next time, if you come out again, remember to tell me what the three-pointed and two-edged sword looks like. I'm still very curious." Yang Jian said this, Baolian Deng tilted his head and looked at the three-pointed sword sitting on Yang Jian's shoulder. The pointed double-edged sword and the three-pointed double-edged sword tilted their heads and looked at him, speechless.

What is the spirit like?The Baolian Lantern looks at the men and women at the foot of the mountain immersed in the joy of the festival. Children run on the street, cheering and laughing with their companions holding candied haws. The street is full of stalls with all kinds of things. Sitting next to Yang Jian, staring at a sihasiha who was buying snacks and drooling, Yang Jian patted his dog's head, watched Xiaotian dog shrinking his neck unconsciously, and said, "Let's go down and have a look."

"It is said that every weapon spirit is transformed by a dead soul." The three-pointed double-edged knife seemed to be answering the lotus lamp, "and each soul has a deep connection with its master."

Baolian Lantern froze for a moment, but did not speak again.Yang Jian changed into normal clothes and walked among the crowd. Only then did he seem to see Yang Jian stretching his brows.I don't know if it was because of the Lotus Lantern that Yang Jian's surroundings were sealed and guarded, making Yang Jian's Guanjiangkou the only place in the Three Realms that was not affected by this battle between saints.

The noisy environment actually does not match Yang Jian a little bit, but Roaring Dog likes it very much, but ordinary people are not cold about this majestic war dog and the cold owner next to him, and are even a little scared, especially when they see Such a cool man is also holding a very exquisite but super mismatched lotus lantern.Seeing the people around them consciously making way for Yang Jian, Baolian Deng laughed and fell down, and the three-pointed double-edged sword also shook her head helplessly.

Perhaps aware of the discomfort of the people around him, Yang Jian consciously took Xiao Tiangou to buy delicious food and left. He just bought some mung bean cakes on the way. Looking at these delicate pastries, Yang Jian felt a little strange, after all, he never liked them. Those who ate these sweet things did not know that Baolian Lantern's eyes lit up, and even jumped into the pastry box, murmuring, "I really want to eat it."

"But I can't eat it." The three-pointed and two-edged knife inserted the knife calmly.

Baolian Deng raised his head and looked at him angrily. The three-pointed double-edged knife shrugged. Arriving at a place where it was quite secluded, Yang Jian just sat down on the spot, took out snacks for Xiao Tianquan to eat next to him, and opened the pastry box by himself, frowned, picked up a piece of mung bean cake, took a bite and swallowed silently Going on, just refused to take a second bite, it seemed that this was definitely not for myself.

"This seems to be for you." Yang Jian said to Baolian Lantern with some hesitation, "Do you like this kind of sweet pastry? Forget it, you can't eat it anyway, there will be fireworks here later, mortals Always able to fiddle with such novelties, so, mortals, there is always something to redeem."

Baolian Lantern looked aggrieved at the box of mung bean cakes that Yang Jian had only bitten into. He didn't want to watch any fireworks. He wanted to eat snacks. He hadn't eaten anything since he became a Qiling for so long. Something, I really want to try it.

The fireworks show started in a short while, and all the wandering people stopped, but the fireworks exploded in the sky, and the beautiful star spots left a trace in their eyes. Even the children forgot to play and concentrate on Looking at the fireworks, he exclaimed from time to time. Yang Jian looked at the colorful fireworks not far away, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, what a beautiful scenery.Baolian Lantern didn't care about those mung bean cakes any more, but watched quietly, his lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

The burning sky and the miserable cries are such a beautiful scene, red coloring most of the sky, there is a sudden and obvious laughter, the lotus lamp carefully distinguishes, it is his own laughter, he is laughing miserably Then, the voice was full of sorrow.

"What is the need for the existence of this Heavenly Court? Why do you treat him like this?"

The lotus lamp was immersed in the memory, looking at the lights in a daze, suddenly, he shook his head, and seemed to wake up again, the lotus lamp frowned, and continued to look at the fireworks with some doubts, but this time But no memory appeared anymore, and Baolian Deng wondered if he had done something that smashed and burned the heaven, it was all fire.

After the fireworks, people left in pairs again. There is a curfew here, but it is only because the curfew is postponed for the Qiqiao Festival, but it is not allowed to stay out all night. Most of the girls have already left, and only some young men are still playing. , Yang Jian patted the non-existent dirt on his body, stood up, "There are fewer people now, let's go down and have a look."

Yang Jian was walking on the road that was quite empty for just now. The Baolian Lantern tilted his head and looked at the yawning stall owners around him. The novel gadgets were much better than what Liu Yanchang brought Yang Chan back then. The Baolian Lantern followed Yang Jian was walking, and suddenly saw a pendant, emerald green, with exquisite lotus carvings on it, and the eyes of the lotus lamp lit up, Yang Jian stopped, as if he knew what the lotus lamp was thinking, and walked over, "You want this ?”

The three-pointed double-edged knife shouted suspiciously, "That's not right! Why would the master know what you think?"

Regardless of the doubts about the three-pointed double-edged sword, Yang Jian bought the pendant, and the Baolian Lantern jumped into Yang Jian's hand. Looking at the pendant in Yang Jian's hand, he nodded with satisfaction. Yang Jian looked at the palm of his hand suspiciously, "You want me Dai? Why?"

The three-pointed double-edged sword no longer asked why Yang Jian knew the idea of ​​Baolian Lantern.

When he finally returned to Guanjiangkou, Baolian Lantern looked at the mung bean cake box that Yang Jian placed next to him, pursed his mouth, but still didn’t eat it, Yang Jian changed back into his clothes, looked at the inexplicably quiet Baolian Lantern and smiled. , "I will always keep pastries in the future. Whenever you can come out, you can eat them anytime."

Yang Jian tied the pendant around his waist, and the emerald lotus flower swayed, "Does it look good?"

Baolian Lantern nodded, inexplicably excited, ah, this is something I picked, of course it looks good.

Yang Jian, who went back to his room to deal with things, left both the Baolian Lantern and the three-pointed double-edged knife in the room. I watched it."

"Who said, maybe you can eat it." Baolian Lantern retorted.

The three-pointed double-edged knife thought about it for a while, and found that it was really possible. After all, this is the lotus lantern, which is simply a strange existence, so I watched the lotus lantern, like a little hamster, using its own spiritual power to open the box, hugging it. I took a piece of pastry, took a hard bite, and then lay on the ground happily, I could really eat it.

The next day, Yang Jian looked at the empty pastry box and the pastry crumbs on the table, and sighed, "Lotus Lantern, it's not good to eat too many sweet things."

Baolian Deng wrinkled his nose, he is a weapon spirit, so he won't get sick.

The author has something to say: Well... I feel more and more biased, forget it, and happily run to the unknown distance