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Chapter 26 Pear Blossom Illusion

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    The adults in the yard had a good chat. The raccoon on the sofa hadn¡¯t woken up yet. Huainan suddenly felt a little dozed off. It was only after seven o¡¯clock in the evening, thinking in his heart. Maybe he was tired from hiking today, so he lay on the sofa  Take a nap.

    In a daze, I don't know how long I slept. When I opened my eyes, there was still noise outside.  But Mom and Dad hadn't come back yet, and Lili didn't know where he had gone, so Huainan opened the door in a daze and went outside.

    In the corridor in front of the door, red lanterns were hung at some time, and many red candles were lit in the courtyard. There were even girls dancing with pipas. They were wearing skirts covered with tassels, dazzling people's eyes.  Even the guests coming and going under the stage are all dressed in the same ancient clothes.

    Huainan didn't wake up, he rubbed his eyes in a daze, and saw a man in a brown coat walking past the door with a fruit in his hand, yelling like a dialect, Huainan didn't understand what he said, but  The drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, and he looked at the courtyard in front of him in surprise. This courtyard was no different from the previous courtyard buildings, but the red lanterns hanging around and the burning red candles seemed more unexpected.

    In the yard, I didn't see my parents who were drinking. Huainan hurriedly went downstairs and walked through the crowd, and the conversations he heard were all in an unintelligible language.

    Outside the yard, the pear tree is still there.

    Huainan was anxious, but didn't want to turn around, and bumped into a person, with a clang sound, the cup in the person's hand fell to the ground, and the person almost fell down.

    Huainan hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, smelling of alcohol, let go again, went to pick up the wine cup that fell on the ground and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

    Look at this boy, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a clean face, and a light-colored birthmark between his eyebrows that looks like a flame.  He held the jug in one hand and the dropped wine cup in the other, squinting his eyes in a daze as if he was drunk, ignored Huainan's apology, took the wine cup in a daze, and wandered into the yard.

    Huainan didn't care about him, walked a few steps, but suddenly thought of where the birthmark on the young man's eyebrows seemed to have been seen before.  When I went back to look for the young man, the crowd had already been submerged.

    On the street outside the yard, the buildings are almost the same as the ones I saw when I came here. There are also painted boats passing by in the lake in front of the gate.

    The top of the alley is covered with strings of lanterns, and there are people shouting and setting up stalls on both sides, children playing and running happily with windmills, and many adults passing by on the road are carrying lanterns and wearing masks.

    As the fireflies flowed and the lights came on, Huainan looked around in surprise.

    What kind of festival should it be today, the road looks very festive.  When Huainan passed by a stall selling lanterns, the shopkeeper held up a lantern to greet Huainan.  Although Huainan couldn't understand, the gesture was clearly intended to sell the lantern.

    Huainan touched the lantern, it didn't look like a fake, he pinched his face, felt it, and didn't understand what was going on.  Looking up at the distance, there seems to be a palace on the top of the mountain, with bright lights, which I didn't see when I came here, so I followed the crowd up the mountain.

    When approaching the top of the mountain, small pagodas made of stones began to appear on both sides of the road. Every other step, there was a small pagoda, like a guide.

    At the end of the steps, there is a mountain gate. In the center of the huge field behind the mountain gate, a fire frame made of logs more than ten meters high is burning, and the crowd is surrounded by circles.

    In the center, three people with feathers on their heads and masks on their faces are holding a crow-like scepter in their hands, whimpering and dancing around the fire frame.  Next to it, there are people with painted patterns on their faces holding clean water and branches and swaying them around, which seems to be some kind of sacrificial scene.

    After the field, there is a shrine for worship, and the shelves in front of the temple are full of various livestock and fruits.

    The door of the hall is wide open, and the hall is full of red candles. There are no sculptures dedicated to gods, but murals everywhere. In the murals, there are undulating mountains, lush vegetation, and countless animals and birds, not just crows.

    Huainan circled around the temple, but couldn't see why. Just as he was about to reach out to touch the mural next to him, a voice said coldly above his head: "Take your hand back."

    Huainan was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hands, only to see a person sitting on the beam of the temple, wearing a black robe, with half a strangely carved mask on his face, with one hand behind his head and a small lantern hooked in the other.

    Huainan hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that murals can't be touched."

    The man smiled coldly: "Student Li Huainan, you are really destined to enter this Pear Blossom Illusion."

    Huainan looked at him strangely: "Who are you?"

    The man flicked the lantern in his hand, held it in his hand, then turned over and landed in front of Huainan lightly, saying: "But I haven't seen you for a month, and I don't even know me."

    Huainan looked at the face behind the mask for a moment, then suddenly said, "You youyou are thatDad said hello and ran out of the courtyard.

    The alley outside is not as brightly lit as in the dream, only the snack shops on both sides are still open, and few customers walk past here and there.  Huainan looked at it in surprise, and looked at the top of the mountain, it was pitch black, but there was not even a shadow of a lamp.

    Huainan walked around the pear tree again, but found nothing unusual.

    Just as he was puzzled, a person behind him asked, "Are the pear blossoms all over the tree beautiful?"

    Huainan hummed: "Pretty." Looking back, it was Su Mo, the painter whom he had seen during the day, walking out of the courtyard.

    Su Mo looked up at the pear blossoms in this tree, then looked at Huainan and said, "It's really beautiful. It's rare that someone can see the same scenery when they are side by side."

    Huainan didn't understand, so Su Mo squatted down, picked up the petals on the ground, scattered them again, stood up, and said slowly: "This pear tree, most people can't see it." (Remember this website website.  : www.hlnovel.com
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