After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

Ling Yuxuan lay down and rested after going upstairs. Although monks don't need to sleep, as a social animal, he still thinks this is a good way to restore his spirit. In his dream, he feels something knocking on his door again and again, quickly and slowly.

Waking up in a daze, it turned out that someone was not knocking on his door, but someone was hitting his wall. The sound insulation effect was too poor, and there were regular knocking sounds, mixed with faint sobs and begging for mercy.

Ling Yuxuan rubbed his eyes, and almost forgot what novel it was. If he guessed correctly, it should be a two-person exercise. He opened the window, and the candles were brightly lit outside, and the crowd was surging.

It seems to be a folk festival, everyone is wearing a mask, and the sound of playing and playing is endless, and it looks quite festive.

Ling Yuxuan opened the door, but saw that the opposite door was also opened at the same time. The person who came seemed to be stunned for a moment. The two looked at each other, and suddenly there was a high-pitched scream with a familiar male voice, making the atmosphere subtle.

When Ling Yuxuan looked at Rong Yuan, he always felt that he was looking at a huge green hat. I don't know if it was his illusion. He just saw this senior brother who was always calm and calm, and his face was distorted for a moment.

"Are you going to investigate the situation too?" Ling Yuxuan glanced at him sideways, crossing his arms.

Rong Yuan glanced at him, his face was extremely indifferent, and he nodded his head in a moderate manner: "Yeah."

Ling Yuxuan actually sympathizes with Rong Yuan, obviously hating him so much, but because he is the only son who respects and loves his master the most, he has to take care of his despair.

"Then let's go together." He left first, and the old man selling masks at the door happened to have two masks left, and Ling Yuxuan paid for them.

Looking at the two masks, a fox mask and a tiger mask, the fox mask visible to the naked eye is more delicate and beautiful, with a few red strings hanging down, and he handed the fox mask to Rong Yuan by accident, maybe he thought it was more appropriate.

Rong Yuan paused for a moment, then took the mask and put it on, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

But in fact, there is not a lot of thanks, just a habit.

"The two sons are going to go out?" The second boy at the door, sitting on the bench eating melon seeds, watched the two come out, and hurriedly greeted them.

Ling Yuxuan was wearing a mask, which covered more than half of his face, and the tiger mask had a beard, which was very similar to the one that children like. He curled his lips and asked, "Yeah, what's special about today? I can see that everyone is very happy."

"It's a long story. Our Yanshui Town, Shenshui Town, etc. are all built along the mother river. They have been irrigated by the mother river for so many years. Today is defined as its birthday, which represents happiness and happiness. Lighting lanterns, guessing lantern riddles, and a lot of other activities like 'Acquaintances for the First Time'." Xiaoer pointed out the place while talking.

After hearing this, Ling Yuxuan nodded, thanked her, and followed Rong Yuan into the crowd. There were many different styles of lanterns, which were made lifelike. The craftsmanship of the working people has been superb throughout the ages.

"Did you find anything wrong?" His eyes were too busy to keep up, so he had no time to ask.

Rong Yuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't talk much after following him. When he heard what he said, he came back and said: "Nothing unusual for now, I'll go to Muhe to have a look."

"Oh, then I'll go there too, so I can go to put the lanterns on." Ling Yuxuan raised the lotus lantern in his hand, which was marked with the words of expressing blessings. With bluish white light.

The two were almost the same height, standing extremely conspicuous in the crowd, surrounded by girls peeking at them, one girl even stopped the two of them and gave Rong Yuan the sachet in her hand.

Ling Yuxuan watched as the man tried to stop the girl in red's hand, but she just put the sachet into her hand.

The little girl took a step back, wearing a mask made of gold, and saluted gracefully, with a sweet voice: "Young master, don't be afraid, the little girl is just expressing her admiration for your handsome demeanor, there is no other meaning."

After speaking, she blushed and smiled, two pear dimples were looming, and the light yellow clothes looked lively and cute.

Ling Yuxuan looked at this scene of confession, as if his brother had been confessed, he immediately booed and blew a loud whistle, and then realized that something was wrong, both of them looked at him, and immediately pretended nothing happened and fiddled with the lanterns.

Rong Yuan turned his eyes to the little girl, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled gently, with kindness and tenderness that Ling Yuxuan had never seen before flowing in his eyes: "Thank you for your love."

The little girl's ears were red, and she trotted to find a companion not far away, but Ling Yuxuan suddenly discovered that this person had fox eyes, the head of the eyes was relatively low and slightly rounded, but the tails of the eyes were turned up, which looked special She is charming, but her eyes are clear and cold, not coquettish at all.

It matches the fox mask very well, and the smiling appearance is exactly a fox.

Seeing the man next to him staring at him, the corners of Rong Yuan's lips disappeared, forming a straight line, his expression turned cold, he put the sachet in his sleeve, raised his eyelids and said, "Let's go."

Ling Yuxuan rubbed his nose and felt a deep difference in treatment, but after thinking about the previous work of the former leader, he figured it out. Although Rong Yuan hated him to death, he couldn't be killed, and he had to be protected. It's actually pretty cool when you think about it.

Walking to a bridge, many lanterns had already floated in the river, illuminating the surface of the river like a Milky Way, drifting with the current, the crowd was noisy, and some men and women sat facing each other wearing masks.

Ling Yuxuan put her lotus lantern on the river by herself, paddled the water, watched it drift far away, and then stood up. Seeing that Rong Yuan didn't respond, she just stared at the water seriously.

Ling Yuxuan followed suit, but found nothing, so she asked, "Did you find anything?"

Rong Yuan's face was solemn, his nose moved slightly, he took a close breath, moved his mouth and said, "I smell a fishy smell."

"From the river?" Ling Yuxuan's mind flashed all the cases of mutilating corpses and throwing them into the river.

"Yes, but the smell is very weak." He nodded, and then walked closer to the river.

The two of them took a closer look around the two sides of the bank, and found that the further downstream the smell became weaker, and the place of origin was not here.

As the crowd gathered towards the bridge, the distance between the two became closer and closer. Their shoulders touched each other, and the two immediately bounced away as if they had accidentally bumped into something that shouldn't be touched, but because there were crowds all around Can't escape.

Ling Yuxuan didn't care, but Rong Yuan's reaction made him very embarrassed, as if he was taking advantage.

"Why don't we go first." He felt that the crowd was a little noisy, so he couldn't help but approach him to talk, and a fresh fragrance came in from the tip of his nose. It was not strong, but it smelled good.

Rong Yuan felt a little itchy on the side of his neck, and tilted his head slightly uncomfortably. The distance between the two faces was long, and the masks rubbed lightly. The eyes were a little bright, and they were staring at him with a concentrated expression.

Just as he was about to speak,

"Bang!" "Bang!"...

The sound was covered, and the fireworks exploded in the sky, shining brightly and illuminating the entire sky. Rong Yuan saw colorful fireworks in Ling Yuxuan's eyes.

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