The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 694 Sick disciples don’t blacken (98)

  "The wish on the Xiangsi Bridge is good, and the scenery during the lantern festival is also beautiful. It's better to go and take a look at the two immortals. I'm sure you won't be disappointed!"

The hawker's expression was simple and sincere, and then he handed the two faces towards Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou with some care.

  Su Qinghuan was taken aback when he heard the words.

   Yuanxi Festival?

  That's the Lantern Festival, right?

  In fact, she has participated in some Lantern Festivals in modern times, but compared to the ancient times, the modern festival atmosphere is much weaker.

  ……

   Before the White Clothes Immortal Venerable had time to take a closer look at the two lifelike faces, he saw that Yan Hanzhou had taken the lead.

   "Thank you, Master and I will go to the bridge to have a look."

"okay."

  The hawker selling groceries was even more excited when he saw that Yan Hanzhou was so friendly to his ordinary son.

  Su Qinghuan didn’t know that Yan Hanzhou was so happy because the hawker said that she and Yan Hanzhou were a good match. She glanced at Yan Hanzhou approvingly, and then walked towards the crowd with the teenager.

   White-clothed Immortal Venerable took a face-faced man, looked down, and found that the two face-faced men were a man and a woman, with a woman in his hands and a man in Yan Hanzhou's hands.

  The clothes worn by the two faceless men are simple white styles, which are a bit similar to Dao robes, and are simply tied with a blue belt.

  It’s no wonder that the hawker said that the two face men are a bit like her and Yan Hanzhou. Indeed, depending on their appearance and temperament, they still look a little bit like.

  ……

   Just as Su Qinghuan was thinking this way, the voice of a teenager with a little expectation rang in her ears.

   "Master, we have nothing to do anyway. Why don't we go to the Acacia bridge that the hawker said?"

   Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan with scorching eyes.

   White-clothed Xianzun heard the words, and immediately laughed and teased Yan Hanzhou.

   "Han Zhou, I never thought you would want to do something to pray to God and worship Buddha one day. Are you not the least believer in this?"

  You should know, this boy is a master whose fate is my fault!

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou squeezed the face of the face tightly.

  He concealed the deep light in his eyes without a trace.

   "It's just a casual look. If the master doesn't want to go, then throw these two faceless people away."

  Su Qinghuan was startled when he heard the words, and saw the boy's look suddenly cold, not knowing where he annoyed Yan Hanzhou.

  Young heart, needle on the bottom of the sea.

  She thought that it was all coming anyway, and it was easy to go to this mortal Yuanxi Lantern Festival, and there was no need to sweep away the happiness of her little apprentice.

   "What did someone kindly give you the face person, throw it away properly?"

  Su Qinghuan gave Yan Hanzhou a helpless look.

   "Since you want to go, go and see."

  ……

  The two walked slowly, and the deeper the town, as the night fell, the surroundings became more lively.

   The hawkers’ cries were endless, and many women in undergarments walked past them with lanterns.

  It happened to be that the moonlight today was also good. Su Qinghuan and Yan Hanzhou walked up the Xiangsi Bridge and looked at the sparkling waves under the bridge. Indeed, as the hawker said, the scenery was extremely beautiful.

  Su Qinghuan stretched out her hand and, together with Yan Hanzhou, placed the faceless man in his hand in the hole of Xiangsi Bridge at will.

It is obviously a reunion and festive festival. When the breeze blows, she looks at the boudoir girls who are happy and walking hand in hand, as well as the young parents who are smiling and buying shortbread for their children. There is an inexplicable sadness in her heart. .

  ……

  Baiyi Xianzun's thin lips pressed tightly, and he sighed lightly.

  "Everyone in the world wants to ask the gods for blessings. I don’t know who should the gods and gods seek refuge when they encounter problems?"

  She was born in the Qingqiu royal family, she was born with immortal bones, her admirers do not know wherever she is, and there are not a few immortal followers among them.

   However, when she jumped off the Slaughter Cliff, Su Qinghuan really didn't know who she should go to.

  Actually, most of these mortals in the lower realm really envy the cultivators, thinking that they can live forever and live freely without being restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, birth, aging, sickness and death.

  But in fact, the world is like a melting pot, and sentient beings are like ants. Who is not suffering in this boundless cauldron?

  Just like those cultivators who want to ascend the Tao, in fact, even if they ascend to the immortal world, there are all kinds of intrigues, but the people in the immortal world, relatively speaking, have a longer life span, and there are more immortals of the Buddha style.

  ……

  The little vendor who gave them the hats before can see it thoroughly.

  Because of his son’s poor roots, he simply asked him to study hard. Perhaps in this mortal world, marrying a wife and having children, living in a dull life, is better than facing the daily suffering of advanced levels in the world of cultivating immortals.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan’s voice was very calm, but for some reason, Yan Hanzhou heard a trace of sorrow from Su Qinghuan’s mouth.

   "Master, do you have any worries that you can't think of?"

  Yan Hanzhou's thoughts are like waves, and he looks at Su Qinghuan in a daze.

   And the white clothes Xianzun smiled faintly at him.

   "At its root, being a teacher is just a mortal, why can't we have troubles?"

  "Master, if you like, you can tell your disciples all those troubles. Even if there are many difficulties and dangers in fulfilling Master's wish, the disciples will go all out."

  The young man looked at Su Qinghuan with enthusiasm in his eyes.

  His eyes are as bright as stars.

  It just so happened that the sky didn’t know which store set off the fireworks, and there were gorgeous fireworks blooming in the eyes of the two of them, and Xu Xu moistened the eyes of the white-clothed Immortal Zun and Yan Hanzhou.

  Because of the falling fireworks, Yan Hanzhou knew that Su Qinghuan was the venerable Yuan Ying and would not be hurt by this mortal thing, but he stood up subconsciously and used his sleeve to shield Su Qinghuan from the debris that fell when the fireworks fell.

  "Master, be careful—"

  The young boy’s eyes are dark, but his voice is warm and ironed.

   Reflected the bright fireworks, but the light in the young man's eyes seemed to be more dazzling.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was moved by Yan Hanzhou's behavior for a moment.

  And a young couple passing by saw how they both looked, especially when the little lady saw Yan Hanzhou's handsome face, she couldn't help complaining enviously towards her husband.

   "Look at other people who are husbands. Not only are they so good-looking, they are also so considerate. It's like you. If I was hit by the shards of fireworks, wouldn't you worry about their disfigurement?"

   "Well, it's the husband's fault."

  ……

  The young couple smiled apologetically at Su Qing and wanted to pass.

   And Su Qinghuan's expression was suddenly embarrassed.

   "The two got it wrong, we are not..."

Before Su Qinghuan's words were finished, the young woman holding the woman's hair bun covered her face and smiled.

   "Oh, the girl hasn't been out of the pavilion yet? Seeing that the little man loves you so much, two good things must be near, so the family will let you come out and watch the lanterns with this young man on the night of the new year, right?"

"no……"

  "Little girl, you don’t need to be shy, your future husband and son-in-law are so handsome. When the day of the wedding, the girls in the town envy you are too late..."

  (End of this chapter)