Star Railway: Lumen

When Jing Yuan came back, Fu Xuan was still stroking his chin and studying the chessboard.

"Fu Qing, do you see the mystery?"

Jing Yuan chuckled and sat down opposite Fu Xuan.

"I have seen your next solution."

Fu Xuan nodded: "General, please."

"Okay."

Jing Yuan smiled and supported his face, playing with the chess pieces in his hands, staring at the chessboard, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he smiled gently.

At that moment, the future that Fu Xuan saw in his eyes began to change at a very fast speed, erratic, flickering, and it seemed that there would never be a result.

The man opposite held the chess piece gently, smiling, but even the Dharma Eye could not detect the next move.

"How could it be..."

Fu Xuan frowned and murmured softly, as if he could not believe such a result.

"Fu Qing, although the Dharma Eye can see the future, using the Dharma Eye when playing chess is cheating."

Jing Yuan chuckled: "Besides, I just said that chess itself is uncertain."

He gently put the chess piece in his hand back to its original position, and then picked up another chess piece and pushed it forward.

"Fu Qing, please."

"..."

Fu Xuan took a deep breath.

In the next step, no matter how this man moves, he will be in check.

But she still has to try.

Fu Xuan pushed the horse forward.

"Well... this is a good move."

Jing Yuan clapped his hands: "But look, like this."

He pushed another chess piece: "Checkmate."

"..."

Fu Xuan leaned back: "Why is it like this..."

"Fu Qing, these things are uncertain."

Jing Yuan laughed: "Come on, maybe you can beat me next time."

"..."

Fu Xuan was so angry when he saw Jing Yuan's gloating look.

She took a deep breath, calmed down, looked down at the chessboard, and reviewed the previous game.

If it goes like this... No, he can block it with that move.

Fu Xuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Every move is blocked.

What's the point of playing this.

Fu Xuan stood up: "Checkmate, the Fire Ban Festival is coming soon."

"Well, I know."

Jing Yuan nodded.

He didn't know shit, he had forgotten about it at all.

Jing Yuan, Jing Yuan, you are just thinking about going out to play.

He secretly pinched the back of his hand: "What brilliant ideas does Fu Qing have?"

"... What ideas do I have? I will just live like usual."

Fu Xuan shrugged.

"Come and spend this year with us."

Jing Yuan smiled: "They will welcome it too."

Every year after the Fire Ban Festival, Fu Xuan would go back to Taibusi alone, listening to the laughter outside, guarding the Taibusi where she was alone, flipping through the classics, and observing everything in the Dayan Qiongguan Formation.

It was as if the laughter of the Fire Ban Festival had nothing to do with her, and she would always enjoy the loneliness of the empty Taibusi.

Jing Yuan saw all of this.

"Thank you for the invitation, General, but..."

"No buts, everyone needs a break, you have to learn from Qingque occasionally."

Jing Yuan's tone was unquestionable: "I have to be responsible for hosting, and when the celebration is over, you can just follow me."

"...Yes."

Fu Xuan smiled.

Who doesn't want a group of friends?

But Fu Xuan knew from the beginning that it was difficult for the fortune tellers of Taibusi to have like-minded friends.

If the water is too clear, there will be no fish; if the person is too careful, there will be no followers.

Although this sentence is not accurate, it can describe two or three.

They know too much, and there are no secrets in front of them.

So most fortune tellers will treat themselves as ordinary people and mingle among ordinary people after leaving Taibusi, and no longer use their abilities.

But Taibu is not okay, people's concept of her is already bound there.

It's okay to get together occasionally, Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan raised the corners of his lips.

It's not okay to always indulge in loneliness.

...

"I say, have you all forgotten something?"

"What is it?"

Ying Xing wiped his face with a handkerchief and raised his eyebrows.

"Have you been away from Luofu for too long... Think about it yourself, I won't remind you."

Jing Yuan curled his lips.

"Um...your birthday? No, isn't it over?"

"..."

Jing Yuan gritted his teeth.

"Oh, I remember."

Yuan Ming clapped his hands: "Today

It's the 888th anniversary of my relationship with Ah Liu... I didn't expect you to remember it, I'm really relieved."

"... No matter how I think about it, it can't be this, right?"

Jingliu smiled helplessly: "I think I remembered it."

"What is it?"

Yingxing raised his eyebrows.

"I won't tell you."

Jingliu sneered and grabbed Bai Heng's arm: "I'll tell Bai Heng."

"Jingliu..."

Yingxing gritted his teeth.

Bai Heng's ears stood up and he got close to Jingliu.

"Oh...oh...it turned out to be this."

Bai Heng clapped his hands: "I've been away from Luofu for too long, I really forgot it."

"Is it?"

Jingliu chuckled.

Yingxing blinked: "What is it?"

"The Fire Ban Festival."

Aha held the Qiongshi bird string in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Are you from Xianzhou or am I from Xianzhou?" "

"Ah! The Fire Ban Festival."

Ying Xing patted his head: "I really don't remember it."

"Get out."

Jing Yuan's mouth twitched: "Don't come on."

"That won't work. This is the first Fire Ban Festival that we don't need to attend."

Ying Xing stretched: "I think we can relax and find a good place."

"When Jing Liuliu told me, I already thought of a good place."

Bai Heng raised a thumb: "I'll take you there directly when the time comes."

"Where?"

Dan Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Secret."

Bai Heng shrugged: "It won't be mysterious if you say it out."

"Still mysterious..."

Jing Yuan scratched his head: "Well... I invited Fu Qing to participate. When the time comes, please take her with you. She doesn't have much in common with you."

"Topics can be found. "

Aha chuckled: "If you are not reserved, you will have something to talk about. People say that they have no topics to talk about because they are too reserved. Look at these guys."

Jingyuan looked in the direction Aha pointed.

"Yuanming!"

Yingxing went over and grabbed Yuanming's neck with his arm and shook him vigorously.

Yuanming smiled and let Yingxing shake him.

"What happened when I was not watching?"

Jingyuan blinked.

"Didn't you take a picture of Yingxing yesterday?"

Bai Heng chuckled: "Yuanming and Jingliu also took pictures, but the angle may not be so... uh... satisfying to Yingxing."

"Oh... so that's it."

Jingyuan sneered: "Yingxing, you are actually quite good-looking."

"Get lost! "

Ying Xing roared.

Ying Xing didn't want to recall the silly look yesterday in his life.

Two silly characters were drawn on his face...

Ying Xing took a deep breath.

One day he must find a chance to draw something on their faces.

...

Fire Forbidden Festival.

It seems that they have been away from the Immortal Boat for too long, and they really forgot about the Fire Forbidden Festival.

After more than 800 years in the universe, they didn't pay much attention to the days, so they forgot about the festival.

"It's so lively."

Aha supported his face: "I really want to ask two masked fools to come and see."

"It will be lively if your masked fools come."

"Stop your prejudice against me and my masked fools, Yuanming."

"Hehe."

Yuanming sneered twice and looked down at the crowds below.

On the day of the Fire Forbidden Festival, all the caves in Luofu will open space perspective, and you can see the venue for the Fire Forbidden Festival celebration in the center of Luofu.

"...I haven't drunk in such an environment for a long time. "

Bai Heng chuckled and raised his glass: "Family, happy Fire Ban Festival... Hey, you can't drink."

She pushed Ying Shuangtai's head down from behind.

Ying Shuangtai curled his lips: "Mom, others have said that if you want your children not to do something, parents should set a good example."

"Because we are adults and you are a child, adults can drink."

Bai Heng blinked at Ying Shuangtai.

"Then can I drink when I grow up?"

"Of course."

Bai Heng nodded: "When you grow up, your mother can't control you."

"That can't be done."

Ying Shuangtai sat between Ying Xing and Bai Heng with a smile: "No matter how old I am, I miss my mother and father."

"Go away."

Ying Xing picked up Ying Shuangtai and threw him aside: "Don't delay our two-person world."

"Mom! Look at him! "

Ying Shuangtai complained to Bai Heng, and his aggrieved look was quite similar to Ying Xing's childhood.

"You kid..."

Ying Xing sneered: "Your mother is on my side. If you don't agree, go find a wife."

"I'm still young."

Ying Shuangtai stood up, without throwing a tantrum, and walked behind Ying Xing and pressed on his shoulders.

Ying Xing was a little helpless and had to bear with him.

Just as he was saying

Then, a melodious bell sounded.

"Hey... Yaoqing is the first one every year."

"Yeah."

Jingliu nodded: "Responsible."

The bell of Yaoqing Xianzhou sounded melodious, steady, and powerful.

Then came Yuque, Xuling, Zhuming, and finally Fanghu.

"Is Fanghu the last one this year?"

"Because Fanghu suffered before, he is now recuperating, so he is a little late in handing over various news."

Aha shook his head: "Look at you guys, I know these things better than you."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, and finally did not say anything to refute.

The celebration will be held until late at night, and then it will be replayed continuously.

Everyone drank and chatted, waiting for the arrival of the two people behind.

"Hey... Hey!"

Jing Yuan's voice came from behind, with some fake panting: "You guys really unloaded the burden, choosing such a high place?"

"Yeah, the view here is good."

Bai Heng chuckled, looked at Fu Xuan who was a little restrained behind Jing Yuan, and waved his hand: "Little Fu Xuan! Come and sit."

"Senior Bai Heng."

Fu Xuan nodded, walked to Bai Heng and sat down.

The atmosphere is always much happier with Bai Heng.

"Jing Yuanyuan, did you give a speech this year?"

"Yeah, I said some congratulatory words."

Jing Yuan shrugged: "General Shen Ce, I have a responsibility, there is nothing I can do."

"Look at him."

Bai Heng poked Fu Xuan, pointing at Jing Yuan whose nose was almost upturned: "Pig nose with green onion, pretending."

Fu Xuan burst out laughing: "That's true."