After the rebirth, the big guy just wants to act like a baby

Jiang Bai was in a bad mood, even though he only glanced at it, he still recognized that the person floating over on the silk belt was undoubtedly the oiran on the high platform.

Admirations came and went, most of them were praising Qingyue, praising him for being as light as a swallow and having an outstanding figure.

Lou Zhefei's face hidden under the ghost mask was terribly gloomy. He didn't get involved in the past, and he didn't feel that the people of the devil world were open. After a few days, he completely changed his mind.

Lou Zhefei hugged Jiang Bai, and calmly touched the numbness of his elbow.

The feather arrow fell to the ground, and together with the Qingyue floating over, it also fell towards the ground.

Lou Zhefei glanced at it, and yelled aggrievedly: "Ah Bai, I seem to have bumped my leg just now, and I can't walk anymore."

Jiang Bai shook his numb arm, and wanted to hug him when he got over it, but when he bent over, he hesitated.

There are a lot of people around, if you hug her, will Ah Fei feel uncomfortable?

This movement caught Lou Zhefei's eyes, and his taste changed instantly. Thinking of what happened just now, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes: "Ah Bai, my leg hurts."

Jiang Bai's heart became ruthless, and he immediately hugged him up. If he is uncomfortable, he will not feel comfortable. Even if Ah Fei annoys him, he can't let Ah Fei hurt him.

Qingyue reacted quickly, adjusted her posture, and landed gracefully on the ground.

He didn't wear shoes, but he walked very steadily and smoothly, with a seductive style, which made the onlookers stare straight at him.

In the custom of the Hundred Ghosts Festival, the oiran will throw a feathered arrow, and the person who catches it will follow him to the high platform and answer one of his questions.

If the answer is correct, you can spend the night with the oiran, if the answer is incorrect, you will be responsible for the expenses of everyone in the moon garden tonight.

Yueyuan is a gold-selling cave, and on the night of the Hundred Ghosts Festival, there are even more endless carnivals. After calculating the expenses, it can reach the sum of half a month's income of all the shops in the city.

The degree of difficulty of the question and the correctness of the answer are all decided by the oiran alone. The uncertainty is too great. Therefore, except for those who are powerful and powerful, and those who have a relationship with the oiran, no one else dares to pick up the oiran. Feather arrows.

As the saying goes, biaozi is ruthless and opera is not righteous, and the oiran of Yueyuan is not someone who will be bound by the love of his children. This Hundred Ghosts Festival has been held for decades, and so far no one has answered the question correctly.

Everyone tacitly agreed that they had to pay for the arrow.

Passers-by don't accept the feather arrows, they are all accepted by the adults in the devil world, so every year people place bets, guess which adult will accept the feather arrows.

For several years, Qi Qianli was the one who picked him up. This year, more than half of his detainees took him into custody. After all, Merry Seeds will not miss any beauties.

Unexpectedly, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. A few days ago, Qi Qianli and Chen Tian were seriously injured in the battle, so they didn't come to participate in the Hundred Ghosts Festival this year.

Now that Jiang Bai has taken the arrow, it can be regarded as a big upset, and those who bet on passers-by for a joke will make a lot of money.

Lou Zhefei recalled this custom of hurting money, and couldn't help but twitch her forehead. Somehow, Jiang Bai caught the broken arrow. With so many people watching, there is a high probability that the money will be wiped out.

The people around spontaneously formed a group, they didn't want to let this money-payer take advantage of it, after all, they were all planning to go to Yueyuan to enjoy it tonight.

Jiang Bai didn't know anything about these customs. He glanced at the road that was tightly surrounded, and then at Qingyue walking towards him, and he also guessed in his heart that the arrows probably couldn't be picked randomly.

Qingyue covered her face with a red gauze, with a slender figure, taller than Jiang Bai and Lou Zhefei. She played with the feathered arrow thrown on the ground with her fingers, and said with a charming smile, "May I ask your lord's name?"

Jiang Bai didn't answer, the ghost mask covered his expression, only revealing a pair of dark eyes, full of vigilance.

Qingyue glanced at the person in his arms, and smiled slightly: "Since you have taken my arrow, you will go with me to the high platform."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Jiang Bai pursed his lips, "I don't want your arrow, you can keep it for yourself."

The crowd in the audience yelled dissatisfiedly, Qingyue raised her hand slightly, and pointed at Jiang Bai with a feather arrow: "This is the custom of the Hundred Ghosts Festival. You may not be clear when you are new here. I can explain it to you, but you must not break the rules." .”

There was a threat in his words, Jiang Bai frowned: "You say."

Qingyue talked about the custom of feather arrows, and Jiang Bai's face changed instantly: "What custom, you guys are clearly cheating money!"

It is indeed a waste of money.

Who doesn't scold them behind their backs, but as long as they can't be tricked and benefit from it, what does it matter?

In the past, it was the adults in the devil world who were cheated. They were in charge of various cities and various mines in the devil world.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this can be regarded as a reward from adults.

Qingyue smiled: "Young master, what are you talking about, don't you have the confidence to answer my question correctly?"

Jiang Bai is simple, but not stupid. He understands the question by looking around, and knows that the answer to this question is probably wrong.

Qingyue raised her hand as an invitation: "My lord, please."

Jiang Bai couldn't move, Lou Zhefei hugged his neck and whispered "If you don't try it, don't try it" before he followed.

On the high platform, which attracted the attention of all the people, a chair had already been set up for the person who received the feather arrow.

Jiang Bai hugged Lou Zhefei and sat on it. The two moved intimately, which caused an uproar.

The oiran of Yueyuan is recognized as a beauty by everyone, even the flirtatious Qi Qianli has never embraced anyone on stage.

Isn't this slapping Yueyuan and Hua Kui in the face?

Everyone couldn't help but start to guess their identities. These two probably have some connections.

Since both Jiang Bai and Lou Zhefei are wearing ghost masks, this guess adds a little mystery.

After taking the stage, instead of answering questions immediately, you can watch the oiran's dance up close. This is also a special treatment for those who receive the feather arrow.

Jiang Bai was not interested in Qingyue's dance, not only did he not want to watch it, but he also didn't want Lou Zhefei to watch it, so he hugged him and turned sideways, with his back to Qingyue.

Their every move was exposed to the eyes of the public. For a while, everyone was attracted to the attention, and they didn't have much time to watch Qingyue's dance.

The demon world is not like the righteous way and the human world. Demon cultivators like to make troubles, and the more they see weird behaviors, the more excited they are, looking forward to something big happening again.

The sudden and abnormal behavior of Jiang Bai and Lou Zhefei, whose origins are unknown, is full of mystery.

Lou Zhefei knew that many people were looking at them, he had long been used to all kinds of scrutiny, he didn't take it to heart, and leaned lazily in Jiang Bai's arms: "Be gentle, it hurts."

Jiang Bai withdrew a little bit of strength, and rubbed his leg carefully: "Where did you hit, is it serious, what kind of pain is it?"

There was obvious anxiety in his tone, if he hadn't been in front of so many people, he would have lifted Lou Zhefei's clothes to check.

Seeing that he was really anxious, Lou Zhefei said Shi Shiran: "It's not serious, but it hurts a little, just rub it for me."

Jiang Bai held his waist with one hand, rubbed his knees with the other, and kept thinking: "Don't lie to me, your body is weak, unlike my rough skin and thick flesh. If you bump into something, you have to deal with it quickly. Let me rub it for you first, and if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

It used to be annoying, but now the more you listen to it, the more comfortable it becomes, Lou Zhefei responded: "This song is too loud, just say a few more words and clear my ears."

Jiang Bai was overjoyed, and felt that his coquettishness was pouring into his heart: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you what Ah Fei wants to hear, can I tell you a story? Once upon a time there was a little phoenix, Falling in love with a person, that person is the most beautiful person in the world..."

Lou Zhefei didn't expect that one day he would appear in a story fabricated by others. The most important thing is that he in this story is as good as Zunyu Bodhisattva, and he is not perfect in any way.

The gap is too big. You must know that in the past, he was a vicious monster who killed people without batting an eyelid.

Jiang Bai's ability to make up stories is limited, and it is similar to reality in many places, so he finished talking in a short while.

Lou Zhefei was not bothered, and asked him, "Why don't you make up a story about a male ghost and a ranger this time?"

"The ending is not made up, Ah Fei just listen to Tiantian's story, anyway we two will be sweet."

Jiang Bai smiled brightly, completely forgetting that he read the story of "Zhou Lou Zhe Fei" from a book.

Lou Zhefei didn't dismantle it, such a good handle can't be wasted, it has to be used wisely.

Maybe someday it will be a surprise.

The music stopped abruptly, and Qingyue's dance also stopped. It took a long time for the applause and cheers to stop slowly.

Several girls in pink gauze skirts came onto the stage, holding pens, ink, paper and inkstones in their hands, and lined up in front of Jiang Bai.

Qingyue picked up the pen and handed it to him: "Master, after I ask the question, you have to write the answer on the paper, and then I will answer whether your answer is correct or not."

Jiang Bai curled his lips, but didn't answer: "Aren't you free to say whether this is right or not? In my opinion, you should write down the correct answer first, and then compare our answers."

This is a hypocritical posture, no one knows what the oiran will ask, and the chance of getting the right answer is almost zero.

Writing down the answer first can prevent the oiran from judging right or wrong, but it also prevents the oiran from saying right for personal reasons.

Qingyue frowned slightly, glanced at the two hugging each other, and returned to normal in a moment: "Since the young master has spoken, then I will make a fool of myself."

The people who came out of Yueyuan are both talented and beautiful, and they can also write well. Qingyue quickly wrote the answer and put down the pen.

"May I ask you, what is my name?"

The surrounding area was eerily quiet. Two seconds later, there was a sudden uproar. Many people who were waiting to go to Yueyuan cursed angrily, wishing he could swallow back what he just said.

Jiang Bai froze for a moment: "Are you sure this is the problem?"

Qingyue smiled lightly: "My lord, please write."

Jiang Bai didn't move, he subconsciously looked at Lou Zhefei, not sure whether he wanted to write or not.

Lou Zhefei jumped down from his arms, and said in a calm voice without any emotion, "Write."

The name of the oiran had been mentioned by others in the teahouse. Jiang Bai knew the answer, so he picked up a pen and wrote down two words.

This is a question that can never be answered wrongly. Although they don't know why Qingyue released the water, for them, it is better to have an answer than no answer.

Lou Zhefei looked at Qingyue, who gave him an ambiguous smile.

Two pieces of paper written "Qingyue" were put together to prove that the answer was correct.

This was the first time in history that someone answered the question correctly. Anyone with a brain could tell that the oiran did it on purpose.

Is it possible that he really fell in love with others?

No one knows the answer, Jiang Bai and Lou Zhefei were both brought to Yueyuan by Qingyue.

It was the first time that I brought two people back.

The room had already been prepared, and Jiang Bai wanted to run away with Lou Zhefei many times, but was stopped: "He can't overpower the king, so it doesn't hurt to see what he wants to do."

Lou Zhefei took a sip of tea, Qingyue gave him the feeling that something was wrong, this person has the courage to do such a thing in front of everyone, he is definitely not a simple oiran.

Jiang Bai thought about it, but Qingyue couldn't force him to do anything.

There were a lot of melon and fruit cakes on the table, and he simply ate them one by one.

Qingyue came over after changing her clothes. He took off her veil, and her every frown and smile was full of flair: "My lord has been waiting for a long time."

Jiang Bai was so tired of the mellow voice that he couldn't eat any more. He put down the pastry, stood up, and said seriously, "Master Oiran, I already have a lover. I won't marry unless he is the only one. I offended you today. Please forgive me."

Lou Zhefei laughed with a "puchi" and tugged at Jiang Bai's hand: "Sit down and talk, aren't you tired from standing?"

Jiang Bai sat down obediently.

Qingyue looked at the two of them, and turned her eyes: "Young master misunderstood, I also have my own heart, and that person is not you."

Jiang Bai was taken aback: "Huh?"

Qingyue walked slowly to Lou Zhefei's side: "It's this young master."

Jiang Bai: "..."

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