Xianghe

"Xianghe Xianghe! Look at this! Do you like it? I brought change this time, I can give it to you!"

Yuan Qinghui rushed to the front and excitedly picked up a bull head mask in front of a mask booth, like a child visiting a temple fair for the first time, excitedly holding the mask and asked Xianghe if he liked it.

It was a cow-head mask in a fairy tale, with a beautified image. Yuan Qinghui thought it was much better than the rough-made pig-head mask that Xianghe had taken a fancy to earlier.

Reluctantly, Xianghe took a look with a straight face, and then looked away.

"Hey hey hey? Don't you like this? It's so pretty—"

Yuan Qinghui threw down the mask in his hand, and caught up with Xianghe who turned and left.

Xianghe turned her head and said with a cold face: "Childish."

Yuan Qinghui's heart skipped a beat.

Although the lives and deaths of Xiaojinwa and the pointer demon are unknown now, and he knew that Xianghe must be very worried about them before the business was over, but he should not act rashly until a specific countermeasure was discussed for that matter. The real goal of Baihuaxian is them, as an orthodox Immortal, it is not possible to lynch those two people, oh... the little pointer is a bit tricky, but it stands to reason that before they are caught, those two people will not be in danger .

It's not really that there is nothing to do, using the position of Siwu Priest to put pressure on Baihuaxian, and directly forcibly snatching those two people away, are all feasible methods, but they are not completely feasible.

The little pointer was originally a monster, and Baihuaxian had every reason not to hand it over when he was taken away, but directly snatched him by force. Due to the many ancient artifacts of Baihuaxian, it was still a bit of a mystery.

If you really want to do it, you may not be unable to succeed. When you fight to the death, the probability of success is always very high, but the important thing is that Yuan Qinghui has no plans to fight to the death for these two people. In fact, he In his heart, he hoped that the two of them would never come back, and it was fine as long as the pointer demon was not a big threat. He didn't like that little golden baby, who didn't know the details, and walked very close to Xianghe.

Of course, these are Yuan Qinghui's thoughts in his heart, and he definitely dare not show it in front of Xianghe. Now he still chooses to let it go and hand over all the decision-making power to Xianghe.

Xianghe also chose not to act rashly before finding a suitable method.Although they have business, they cannot ignore their daily life.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon in Xizhou Kingdom. They have now moved their position to the capital of the Western Zhou Dynasty. There will be a very grand temple fair here soon. Now they are already warming up for the festival. Now that everyone is here, there is no rush for business. Taking this opportunity to win Xianghe's favor, and also get some good memories with Xianghe by the way, is very good, but it's a pity, Xianghe, whose heart is full of little golden babies and pointer demons, doesn't seem to be in the mood to let him go. Enjoy this temple fair——

Are you really not in the mood?

After only two steps, the person in front stopped.

Yuan Qinghui followed his gaze and saw a new mask stand.

Then follow his eyes that almost made a fuss, yes, it's another pig's head mask.

This pig head mask is a little more delicate than the previous one, because it is close to the temple fair, most of the masks have been beautified, some are images from mythology, some are from operas, not as much like a real pig as the previous mask.

As if unconsciously and uncontrollably, Xianghe walked to the mask booth, and then picked out a pig-head mask that Yuan Qinghui thought was the ugliest...

Obviously there are so many beautified or cute or heroic masks on the stall, even if they are pig-themed masks, there are many, but he chose one of the roughest, most primitive, and most like a real pig mask.

Yuan Qinghui stared blankly at Xianghe holding the pig's head mask. Xianghe, who was extremely unhappy because of the little golden baby and the pointer, finally had a longing smile on his face at this moment, his eyes The starlight was lit up again, and before Yuan Qinghui could react, the man took the lead on the pig's head.

"How is it? Is it cool?" After putting on the mask, Xianghe even put on a fighting posture and looked at Yuan Qinghui, hoping he could give some comments.

Yuan Qinghui's mouth twitched. A face that was so good-looking at first had to be buried under this pig's head mask. The contrast in the moment after putting on the mask almost made Yuan Qinghui lose his temper. How could he be so good-looking? Do people like to ruin their appearance like this?

Although he was so scared, Yuan Qinghui still tried his best to maintain an awkward smile and nodded.

After seeing Yuan Qinghui nodding, Xianghe was even more excited, turned around briskly, and said to the boss, "Boss, I want this!"

Although shocked in his heart, Yuan Qinghui tremblingly stepped forward to pay for Xianghe, and then, Xianghe wore that scary pig's head mask for the whole night that could have been included in the good history.

Fireworks were set off by the river, and the night reached its climax. A playful child bumped into Xianghe on the road. When Xianghe leaned down to help him, the child was startled. After politely apologizing to Xianghe, Facing Xianghe's mask again, "Wow——"

Yuan Qinghui could see it all. Didn't the child think this mask is cool? He thought that the person who dared to wear such an ugly mask must have the guts, but Xianghe just turned the child's " Wow" was understood as an admiration for his mask, and he was still happily wearing that mask and leading Yuan Qinghui to wander around.

The temple fair was very lively, almost the second busiest time of the year. The hard-working people in the past were now releasing their past hardships to their heart's content. In this night, they carnivaled all night.

The sky by the river is filled with bustling fireworks, and below are lotus lanterns floating quietly, which is the way men and women in the world entrust their marriage.

When Yuan Qinghui saw the lotus lantern, he suddenly had an idea, excitedly turned his head to look at Xianghe, and then saw the mask that was ugly to his aesthetics, and was terribly frightened in the flickering night sky , The idea just now is gone again.

It was Xianghe who first proposed it: "That's so interesting, let's put two lamps for fun!"

Even through a pig's head mask, Yuan Qinghui could still see the starry eyes under Xianghe's mask that were more brilliant than the fireworks above his head.

The throbbing that hits the heart.

Yuan Qinghui nodded blankly.

Most of the people made their own lotus lanterns and put them here, but there are also lotus lanterns by the river. Yuan Qinghui bought two and gave one to Xianghe. After getting them, they will put them in the river. He was stopped by Yuan Qinghui.

"Hey~ Didn't you see that other people's lanterns have wishes written on them? Don't you write them?" Yuan Qinghui said while grabbing Xianghe's wrist as he was about to put the lanterns on.

Xianghe froze for a moment, seemingly puzzled.

Yuan Qinghui sighed softly, and said with a helpless smile: "This lantern is a tool for praying to the gods. If you don't write down your wishes, how will God know who is who? What do you want?"

Xianghe's eyes hidden under the mask blinked, then she lowered her head slightly to think for a moment, then raised her head and said: "Since it's asking for God, then I won't ask, and the gods in Tiangong have nothing to ask for. The ups and downs of life come and go, there are naturally destiny arrangements in the dark, I believe that the path I want to take is the right path, and destiny will definitely protect the common people in this world."

Yuan Qinghui looked at Xianghe, his face was blocked by the mask, but Yuan Qinghui knew what kind of compassionate and merciful demeanor the person under the mask should be at this moment.

I couldn't stop laughing, and my eyes were full of tenderness.

Yuan Qinghui smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The lanterns of the two were put into the river, and slowly drifted to the distant river with the current.Yuan Qinghui looked at his little dangling lantern mixed in among the thousands of lanterns. The fireworks that rose into the sky flickered the night light, and Yuan Qinghui's face was also blurred with the light. Hazy, but only a pair of moonlight eyes, full of tenderness.

Put the light on with me, you are mine now.

I have a wish, I have a wish, Xianghe.

I hope you in the future can look at me more every day, I hope you in the future can gradually forget that person, I hope you in the future can show more smiles every day, I hope you in the future can fulfill your long-cherished wish , Go to the highest position, whether people or gods in the world, as long as you think, you can let them live the life of "great harmony" in your heart, you should be the hope of the whole world.

You are responsible for perceiving everything and making choices, and I will push you forward behind you, as long as it is what you think, it must be right.

Because, there is no heart in the world that is purer and more considerate than you. How do you say that word?

——Empathy, you are the most empathetic person I have ever seen. You can see all the sufferings in this world more clearly than anyone else, and you can understand them deeply. That's why you are the official of Shennong, so you are here In that position of pity for the common people.

So, in my opinion, in that position, only you can—

"Ah! It's raining!" Looking at the lanterns slowly drifting away, Yuan Qinghui hadn't finished his monologue when he was interrupted by the little girl behind him.

Sure enough, there was a light rain in the sky, because of the light rain, the fireworks in the sky were gradually less and less, Xianghe grabbed Yuan Qinghui's hand: "Will the lights turn over when it rains?"

Yuan Qinghui looked up at the rain, and said, "It's not like this light rain—"

As soon as the words fell, his lamp sank into the water with a rumbling sound...

Xianghe blinked in a daze, turned her head to look at her own lamp vigilantly, made another grunt, and sank...

"..." Yuan Qinghui said in embarrassment, "Well, God's will tricks people, but luckily we didn't make any wishes—"

Xianghe turned her head, with a trace of resentment on her face, she muttered softly: "I promised..."

Xianghe's voice was extremely small, and it was extremely difficult to hear it among the noisy crowd. Yuan Qinghui's ears were pricked up, as if he heard his hazy voice, but he didn't seem to hear it. Ask Xianghe, what wish did you make, but you dare not confirm whether what you just heard is true.

It was just a little shower, and it stopped after a while. When I turned my head, I found that only their lamps seemed to be sinking in the river, and none of the lamps placed by the people around me were sinking...

Had to start to suspect something mysterious and mysterious, Yuan Qinghui looked up at the sky, did he really have to say goodbye?

There was a sudden commotion behind him, which attracted Yuan and Xianghe's attention.

It was the direction where they bought the lanterns just now, and there was already a circle of people surrounded there.

"Boss, what kind of lantern are you talking about? The quality is so poor! It will sink when it touches water, how can you do business!"

"That's it, that's it. Your broken lantern made such an unlucky day, how do you think you have to compensate us?"

It turned out that it was a problem with the lanterns I bought.

Yuan Qinghui felt a scorching gaze staring at him, but he didn't dare to lower his head to look. He braced his neck and followed the crowd to the old man selling lanterns, and followed the crowd to attack the old man: " How can the quality of your lamp be so poor, old man—"

When the crowd dissipated, the lantern seller was also unlucky, and he might lose all his money if he came out. Yuan Qinghui insisted on scolding that person enough to wait until everyone dispersed before he dared to go back.

"Xianghe, it's all right. Now these businessmen don't have a long memory every day. You have to let them suffer a bit and show some color to know what a businessman's conscience is."

Xianghe still looked at him very strangely, even through the mask, Yuan Qinghui's eyes were still burning, and Yuan Qinghui's face was burning.

Yuan Qinghui led Xianghe into the temple fair in embarrassment: "It's okay, it's okay. There will be more good things to play with later, let's not argue with a heartless businessman~"

And this night ended very quickly, at least this is the only thing that Yuan Qinghui can remember. After that, every time I looked down, I saw the unkind pig's head mask and the same unkind eyes, which made Yuan Qinghui feel ashamed. Qinghui stared flusteredly.

While playing around, they discussed the countermeasures to save lives. Later, they discussed it in the tea house...