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For the next several months, Jin Shurong, who only planned to stay for a day or two at the beginning, stayed directly, and went to the Xingfang Building to visit Yan Luofan every day, always full of worries and hesitating to speak Appearance, any disturbance will not let go.

For example, this day, Yan Luofan was idle and said that he would go to the waterfall in the back mountain for a couple of laps, but he was directly rejected by stern words, saying that there were too many fierce beasts there and it would be dangerous.

Yin Ciyue didn't stop her, but offered to go there together.

Recently, these two people have behaved too wrongly. It is difficult for Yan Luofan to ignore it. After being blocked, he couldn't bear it anymore. He is now at the Jindan stage, and he is not an unweaned child. After a long sigh of relief, he asked: "Where are you?" Something is hiding from me."

According to the routine of sadomasochism novels, he could not help but doubt, "I am suffering from an incurable disease, so I am dying?"

Jin Shurong froze when blocking people, and couldn't help but let out an "ah". She really couldn't pretend to be thinking in front of those close to her, but she waved her hand immediately, and retorted unconvincingly: "How could it be?"

Indeed, Yan Luofan just mentioned it casually out of ridicule. They are all people with cultivation bases and youthful looks. How could they die due to illness?But Jin Shurong's reaction made the corners of his mouth gradually disappear, and he couldn't believe it: "It can't be true, can it?"

"of course not."

At this time, Yin Ciyue opened his mouth to give the answer, and replied almost like a promise: "You will be fine, Yan."

Yan Luofan couldn't say anything more. He nodded copingly. He always felt that something disturbing had happened. He lost his interest in going to the back mountain to have fun. On the face of Jin Shurong who was not in trouble, "You Yun really don't need to go back to work?"

Jin Shurong shook his head like a rattle, completely ignored the mountain of unprocessed scrolls, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I am very free, so don't worry about Luoluo. After all, it will be the Prayer Festival in a few days. You are going to form a bond, wait It’s not too late for me to leave after that.”

Yan Luofan nodded, turned his head to look at his Taoist couple who had not held the ceremony, and hinted: "I haven't eaten the sugar cake you made for a long time."

Yin Ciyue then got up, he would not refuse his own Yan's request, but before leaving, he glanced at Jin Shurong, who was not strict, and said: "Soon, Ah Yan, don't worry."

In fact, Yan Luofan hoped to eat it slowly. After confirming that the person left, he looked at Jin Shurong beside him with a smile: "You will definitely not hide it from me, right?"

Jin Shurong waited in full force, swallowed silently, and laughed dryly: "Of course, how could I deceive Luoluo?"

Yan Luofan sighed softly, letting his eyelashes half-drape to cover his sparkling eyes, with a sad face, he asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with me?"

Jin Shurong has negotiated countless times with people on the way of constantly engaging in Lingshi, her words are always sharp and straightforward, and she is even more merciless in piercing the opponent's disguise. Of course, Luo Luo's acting skills in front of her are very average, but even so, she is so cute!Is anyone willing to deceive such a Luoluo?

She couldn't do it, and she was even more reluctant to let the person in front of her be in a constant state of panic because of the inexplicable divination, so she stood up after gritting her teeth: "Me!"

"I suddenly remembered that I have a lot of work to do, ah, I'm really overwhelmed, so I won't stay here any longer."

Jin Shurong got up quickly, leaving no time for Yan Luofan to refuse, and left without looking back, even forgetting to close the door, no matter how you looked at her back, she seemed to be running away.She thought that she really couldn't stay any longer, otherwise she would have to tell everything...

Maybe it was just a wrong divination.

After that day, Jin Shurong approached Yin Ciyue to talk about this matter, but it ended without a problem. Before, she couldn't see what Yin Ciyue was thinking, and now, she can't see through it even more. Those who can find a solution are the so-called auspicious people and heavenly signs.

Yan Luofan, who failed miserably, looked at the empty bench in front of him with a look of bewilderment.

Wow, something must be wrong, he can't really die, can he?

Yan Luofan was in a daze when his mouth was touched. After smelling the unique sweetness of the pastry, he lowered his eyes, opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, praised inarticulately: "That's a good time!"

Holding the pastry, Yin Ciyue continued to feed, wiped off the pastry crumbs from her Taoist companion's mouth, and said in a voice almost to himself, "A Yan will always stay by my side."

Yan Luofan's mouth was busy eating pastry, so he could only say "hmm" twice to express his agreement, his eyes crooked.

As for the worrisome concealment, Yin Ciyue didn't take it to heart. He didn't need to worry about it, right?

However, the next day, Yan Luofan, who had this thought of escaping, was summoned to Lanxing Peak by Venerable Xingxi, and his senior brother described him as extremely urgent——

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw Venerable Xingxi's nervous face.

"Luoluo, you have no fate."

Yan Luofan probably understood the meaning of these words, subconsciously asked: "Will I die?"

Venerable Xingxi shook his head and looked at his stupid apprentice: "Even if you die immediately now, you will be destined."

That is the meaning of not dying, Yan Luofan took it easy, thinking that Jin Shurong was so worried a few days ago because of this matter, anyway, he didn't feel any discomfort because of the lack of fate, so he simply comforted him: "I After all, it doesn't belong here, so there's nothing strange about it, maybe it's just that it doesn't belong to heaven?"

It may be that the time is too long, Yan Luofan even forgot that he had been read palmistry by Venerable Wuqian, which is different from the lack of it now.

"Zhu Yu said that the astrolabe calculated that you would die in 300 years, but now it has been changed. It is a mess and a cloud."

Yan Luofan calculated silently, and found that this should be the time when the "original owner" was stabbed to death in the novel, so did he change his fate because he was out of control of the plot?If you don't understand it, just don't think about it, he shifted the focus: "Why did Venerable Zhu Yu take the initiative to mention this matter to Master?"

Venerable Xingxi shook his head, she didn't know, "Who knows what that old man is thinking, obviously he always talked about secrets that should not be revealed."

After Yan Luofan nodded, he wanted to talk to Venerable Zhuyu face to face, but Venerable Xingxi saw his thoughts.

"He went out to roam, and you are one step behind now."

Yan Luofan has no choice but to accept the reality.

This worry was suppressed in the bottom of my heart until the day of the Prayer Festival, when the entire cultivation world was bustling with lights and festoons, few people would put on bad faces on this day, and even Lingu Valley, which was always deserted, was full of drums and gongs along the way. Ming, so happy.

Yin Ciyue and Yan Luofan's bonding ceremony was arranged at night, so they had a lot of time during the day, simply went out of the mountain gate to the mortal world to experience the temple fair, their mouths were never idle, and they ate all kinds of delicacies.

Completely different from the temple fairs at the foot of Linguyu Mountain, which are mixed with the characteristics of monks, the traditional temple fairs in the mortal world in Wangcheng have a heavier atmosphere of fireworks, but children with tall calves play together, and follow an older child with candied haws in their hands. People passed by, jokingly said that they were going to set off river lanterns.

Yan Luofan, who had just finished guessing the riddle, took the rabbit lantern as a reward, shifted his attention in an instant, and happily grabbed the wrist of the Taoist beside him, "Let's join in the fun too."

Before Yin Ciyue could get the candied haws he just bought, he was dragged away. Of course, he didn't try to resist.

According to the words of the grandmother who sells river lanterns, lovers who release river lanterns together on the day of praying for gods can realize their wish of being together forever.But this kind of talk is still casual. After all, they hadn't walked three steps away with the river lantern when they heard the old lady change her words to the young master who came alone, "Why does the young master have such an ugly face? Let's put the river lantern on." , will surely get what you want, and let He Deng float along the river with troubles."

The crying boy really bought a river lantern, and couldn't help complaining: "It's all the fault of the little thief at the temple fair, who took my jade pendant away! It's, it's a token of love between me and Xiaoqiu! "

He sighed, looking at the rough river lantern in his hand, "How should I explain this?"

With this distance, even if Yan Luofan is not a monk, he can still hear clearly. As for the token of love, he and Yin Ciyue have also counted it, which is Venerable Xingxi's Weeping Lingjue as a teacher's ceremony. But got lost...

"I lied before that," he decided to confess leniently, "my spirit is gone."

Yin Ciyue was stunned, seeing the guilt of his family Ah Yan, he unconsciously touched Yu Jue at his waist, and his eyes drifted to the side: "Actually..."

Yan Luofan said "Huh?", tilting his head in a daze.

Anyway, the two are going to form a bond today, so there is no need to keep concealing it. After a short hesitation, Yin Ciyue handed over the jade, and said after pursing her thin lips, "A Yan, this is your piece of jade."

Yan Luofan received it in his hand, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state, as if he suddenly couldn't understand human language. He moved like a stuck mechanism, and opened his mouth softly to say, "Huh?"

Yin Ciyue felt a guilty conscience belatedly, and her always cold and moonlike eyes showed panic, "A Yan asked me to organize the storage bag before, and I just found Yu Jue, so..." There is no need to add the rest of the words .

"Wow!"

Yan Luofan uttered the onomatopoeia again, and didn't know whether he should pursue it or not. Looking back at the timeline, he just knew the meaning of Yu Jue's transparency at that time.

He was also guilty, flustered, and unconsciously folded the corner of the river lantern, "So you knew the meaning of Yujue turning red, didn't you?"

Yin Ciyue bowed her head and acquiesced.

Sure enough, the suspicion at that time was not without reason, Yan Luofan was thinking this way, rubbing the Lingjue in his hand, suddenly lowered his head, and suddenly realized that this is not just a display of affection?He saw Yu Jue, who was completely red, and the roots of his ears quickly burned red and quickly spread to his face. Doesn't this mean that every heartbeat of any mood has been recorded?ah! !shame!

He turned around in a daze, and casually threw the river lantern into the river. He even forgot to make his wish, and used it as a tool to change the subject.

Yin Ciyue put the river lantern in seriously, and even put her hands together and closed her eyes with a very solemn attitude.

Yan Luofan coughed twice, "Do you still believe this?"

Cultivation is against the sky, and ordinary monks don't care about the various gods believed in in the mortal world. Yin Ciyue has always behaved the same way, but he looked at the river lantern leaving with the flowing water, "I believe it." As long as he can Make your wish come true.

Yin Ciyue's eyes fell on her own Yan's face, and saw that pair of beautiful eyes reflecting the light of the river lamp, like dancing candlelight.

He remembered the day when he left the secret realm of Yancheng, Ah Yan's eyes were always so clear and bright, and there was a unique tenderness in it, "Ah Yan, won't you ask me what wish I made?"

Yan Luofan followed down and asked, "What?"

The corner of Yin Ciyue's mouth curled up slightly: "It will come true tonight."

This kind of super ambiguous statement is really misleading. If the two of them hadn't done this kind of thing long ago, Yan Luofan would have understood it as another aspect, so he could only smile back.

The time passed almost and it was time for them to go back and complete the marriage contract. It was also a coincidence that just as the two turned around and were about to leave, Xiao Qiu, the sweetheart of the young man who lost the jade pendant, came over, angrily shouting: "Lost it? Why don't you Just throw yourself away?"

The young man apologized in a low voice.

Xiao Qiu was not aggressive, and after losing her temper, she crossed her arms: "Forget it, put the river lantern on—" She turned her head and froze, because she found the thief who was stealing things showing off with others, and took Looking at the jade pendant she personally sent out!

"stop!"

The little thief ran away, Yan Luofan made a little trip silently, and the next moment the little thief fell into the mud.

Xiao Qiu caught him straight, and immediately sneered: "You dare to do such a thing on the Prayer Festival, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

……

Yan Luofan and Yin Ciyue were not interested in the follow-up development, and silently left the chaotic Huadenghetu.

Qishen Festival.

"I don't seem to have heard of any allusions to this festival."

The storyteller in the teahouse they passed by was answering this question: "Thousands of years ago, King Yu was rampant and cruel. He killed his mother and father to ascend to the throne, and destroyed Taoist temples and temples, making people miserable. , when all the people fell into despair, Qi Shenri came and took away the honored king."

Someone threw a few silver ingots casually, "I've heard enough, can I change the story?"

The storyteller who received the silver ingots was happy, but he didn’t do anything with the money. After all, he had to talk about this on the Qishen Festival. He cleared his throat: “It’s our great honor to be able to catch the Qishen Day every eight years in 580. We will get Blessing and well-being, but, another way of saying it, apart from cleaning up the filth, there will also be existences that do not belong to this world—”

"eliminate."

Yan Luofan, who had already left Yu Jian, had no chance to hear it.

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