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It turned out that just as Zhang Shaochen started to look around, when he turned his head occasionally, he happened to see Vice Hall Master Lu who was following a few people, who seemed to be arguing with a street vendor.
It just so happened that the moment Zhang Shaochen turned his head and saw it, Deputy Hall Master Lu made a big move. He accidentally kicked down a vegetable basket on the hawker stall.
All kinds of seasonal vegetables and greens were scattered all over the place.
At this moment, the peddler was immediately annoyed, and opened his mouth to curse.
His voice is not low when he curses.
So although the distance is a bit far away, it is enough for a few key words to float into Zhang Shaochen's ears.
He knew right away that this vegetable vendor was scolding really badly.
Lu Jiashan is also a red-faced man, and he was really angry when he heard the peddler scold him like this.
He immediately kicked the scattered vegetables on the ground a few more times, causing the stalks and leaves to fly all over the ground.
After all, he is the deputy head of the Demon Spirit Sect. Lu Jiashan's kicks, even if he kicked them at will, are like lightning and thunder.
The peddler who was scolding happily, saw this posture, and immediately fell silent.
Without making a sound, he quickly grabbed two green vegetables and handed them to an old lady who was shopping in front of the vegetable stall.
When delivering the food, the hawker also said a few words of apology.
After Zhang Shaochen listened to it, he understood:
It turned out that the cause of the turmoil just now was that the vegetable vendor was bullying the old lady, so she was blatantly short of money.
In the end, he was caught by Lu Jiashan, and the conflict broke out between the two sides.
After clarifying this fact, Zhang Shaochen thought for a while, and felt a little emotional:
"This happened, of course, because Vice-Hall Master Lu has the heart to fight against the strong and help the weak."
"But kicking hard like just now, is it not because the two religions are fighting each other and everyone is nervous?"
"As the deputy head of the Water Spirit Hall, he is under a lot of pressure, right?"
Thinking of this, and thinking about the first few times he went down the mountain with Dugu Yuni, Zhang Shaochen felt the same way, and he admired and felt distressed for this Deputy Hall Master Lu.
At this moment, Dugu Yu Ni, occasionally looking back, saw the young man standing by the side of the street, dazed in a daze.
The girl was thoughtful.
She thought to herself:
"This young man, don't look dumbfounded, his talent is quite amazing."
"However, our holy religion is full of talents, and there is no shortage of people who can fight and kill."
"In my opinion, he is more like a lucky star."
"It seems that since he came, there are always good things in our teaching."
"No, last time I went back to Yangjiao Mountain, I took the Heavenly Demon Slashing Immortal Sword; now in Phoenix Mountain, I found the Red Flame Immortal Cloud that heralds the birth of the 'Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan'."
"That's right, this auspicious cloud was discovered by Zhang Shaochen."
"So he is not a lucky star, what is it?"
"However, he is a lucky star to me, but he himself is a bit unlucky."
"'I have no power to catch cats', it's been spread everywhere, so let's not talk about it, even a rumor was spread by Xianmen, and it was said that he robbed boars by force and bred them to make money¡ª"
"This matter is funny, it's funny, and I often laugh secretly, but for him, it's really too bad luck!"
Thinking of this, she suddenly blushed, and spat in her heart:
"Bah bah bah! Dugu Yu Ni, what are you thinking?"
"It's still a big girl who hasn't left the cabinet, and she's always thinking about boar breeding, is she really ashamed?"
When she blamed herself in her heart, she turned her head and stopped looking at the boy, as if it was the boy's responsibility for her wild thoughts just now.
It was afternoon when Dugu Yu Ni and the others passed by Panwan Town.
Being led by her for such a stroll, before I knew it, dusk was already approaching.
At this moment, the few of them suddenly discovered that paper lanterns were lit up in the market in Panwan Town.
?Different from the lights that are lit up in the homes of residents in ordinary towns at night, as a big town for making paper lanterns, the lights of Panwan Town at night are very distinctive.
Paper lanterns are hung under the eaves of the houses, on the treetops along the street, and placed by the river next to the main street.
This river is not considered famous, and its name is not surprising. It is called "Qingshuichuan".
But at night, on both sides of Qingshui River, paper lanterns with soft light and color are placed along the river bank.
Paper lanterns in Panwan Town are mainly made of silk paper.
These silk papers are gray, white, or yellow in color, with flowers, plants, fish, insects, figures, landscapes painted on them, and some of them are inscribed with short and exquisite poems.
?When night falls, the soft light yellow lights are turned on one by one, so thousands of paper lanterns, along with the market and the river, meander and wind, extending into a long and tortuous road of paper lanterns.
The starlight is faint, and the light path is like a dream.
In the blurred night, looking at the road of paper lanterns from a distance, you will feel in a trance, as if the galaxy in the sky has fallen to the ground and fell in front of your eyes, which is both dreamy and mysterious.
For Dugu Yu Ni, in the past when she went down the mountain to do business, Panwan Town also passed by occasionally, but she had never seen it at night by such a coincidence as today.
So this dreamy and mysterious light immediately attracted her.
At the beginning, she was excited, amazed, and had a feeling of wanting to cheer.
But gradually, her mind also became gloomy and gloomy along with the soft and misty light, as if it also followed the seemingly endless road of paper lanterns, extending to an unknown distance
When she was in a trance, the boy next to her was also looking at her.
Zhang Shaochen paid close attention to her.
His attention to her even surpassed the dreamy lights in front of him.
So he was also guessing, what was the saint of the Devil's Cult thinking in a daze at this moment, lost in thought?
Is it the great cause of magic?
Or daughter feelings?
Or the troubles of getting married that I confided to myself last time?
Or think of her biological parents, whom she has never known so far?
Guessing this, Zhang Shaochen suddenly felt that this high-ranking girl, from a certain point of view, is just like himself, a miserable person
Along the road of paper lanterns, gradually walk outside the town.
While resting for a while on the side of the road, looking at the lights winding like a dream, Leng Tianshuang, who always showed his cold face, suddenly took off the iron and wooden flute from his waist, brought it to his mouth, and played a song whimperingly.
At the beginning, when he saw him playing the flute, Zhang Shaochen thought that he could only hear a cold, low-pitched piece.
Unexpectedly, after the initial somber, the sound of Leng Jianshi's flute turned into an impassioned tone, and there seemed to be metal and iron in the sonorous syllables!
Zhang Shaochen and several others stood still and listened.
The lights are like a dream.
White clothes are better than snow.
A flute sound.
Looking at each other without words.
Hearing the end, the young man felt deeply in his heart:
"This flute is a very good flute."
"This person is an extraordinary person."
At the end of the song, it turned gloomy again.
?It has the meaning of playing elegance, but it is even more memorable.
When the flute sounded, Zhang Shaochen became a little lost in thought.
Erhe blurted out and asked, "Brother Leng, what's the name of this song?"
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