Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

[The emperor could not sleep all night, he lit a lamp and performed in front of the palace, the maidens danced behind the curtain, the lamp flowers danced to the side of the shadow, the moonlight was dim during the festival, I could not see it even though I was drunk, so I borrowed a piece of light and shadow to reproduce it, so that I can see the face in my dream]

Players all over the world were awakened by the good morning song that suddenly played on the system.

Xie Fei went to bed late, and when he heard the singing, he was drowsy and snuggled into the arms of the person next to him.

"What song is this?" he muttered under his breath.

"I don't know." Zhou Xing gently stroked the hair on the back of his neck, his expression indifferent but somewhat contented, with his eyes half-lowered, he looked like a lazy cat.

Xie Fei nuzzled his neck and murmured, "Brother, you are so energetic."

Zhou Xing picked him up directly, and Xie Fei wrapped his limbs around him and pecked his pretty face several times.

"What's the OL's plan today?"

When they got to the bathroom, Xie Fei wanted to get off him, but he was slapped hard on the butt and put on the sink.

"No, I still have to go out!"

Zhou Xing pinched his chin, rubbing the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and didn't embarrass him. He whispered, "Bite."

The bath towel was spread on the bathroom floor, and Xie Fei knelt on it, with his soft hair covering his forehead, and the hair on the back of his neck was gathered between Zhou Xing's fingers.

An ambiguous and mixed breath and sound, heat rolling in the chest, the whole body trembling, and the throat rolling up and down several times.

Xie Fei closed his eyes and suppressed the restlessness of his body.

The man clasped his hands on the back of his neck, not giving him a chance to retreat.

Seeing tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, Zhou Xing chuckled, wiped his tears with his fingertips, and licked them on his lips.

"Good boy, you're getting better and better."

Xie Fei licked his lips. He had been kneeling for too long and his legs couldn't help but tremble when he stood up.

Zhou Xing put his arm around his waist and waited for him to calm down before washing up and going downstairs to have breakfast.

……

They each received a ticket to the theatre so they could go in as they pleased.

There was a long queue outside the theater.

Jiang Zhi stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, curiously asking, "How big does this have to be to accommodate so many people?"

Xie Fei looked at the theater ticket in his hand. The zones and positions were marked on it, and there were separate zones for teams or guilds.

After entering the theater, inside and outside are completely two different worlds.

What comes into view is a high circular platform, and then the circular floors surrounding the platform, which looks like the circular structure of a Hakka earth building.

The circle in the middle is the stage, and musical instruments used in opera are placed under the steps.

Chen Xuan was surprised and asked, "Are we really here to watch a show?"

Their private room was on the sixth floor. They originally thought that they would not be able to see the stage below, but they discovered that for some reason, even on the sixth floor, the view was almost the same as on the first and second floors, and did not affect their viewing experience.

"666." Xie Fei actually laughed out loud when he looked at the private room number. This was obviously a deliberate arrangement.

"The emperor could not sleep all night, so he lit a lamp and performed a play in front of the palace. The maidens danced behind the curtain, and the lights danced until their shadows were slanted. During the festival, the moon was only dim, and I could not see it with my drunken eyes. Let me borrow a piece of light and shadow to reproduce it, so that I can see the face in my dream."

The singing started again.

Xie Fei didn't listen to the lyrics carefully in the morning, but now he realized that something was wrong.

Since it is being played in this theater, does that mean today's play is related to this song?

Xie Fei asked: "What is the name of this song?"

Chen Xuan and Jiang Zhi shook their heads. They had never heard of this song.

As for Zhou Xing, I have no idea.

Xie Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and went to ask the OL directly.

【ol: This song is called Lantern Festival. 】

"Yuanxiao..." Xie Fei whispered these two words.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and a pale white beam of light fell on the round platform.

Even colder than the moonlight at night.

A white figure appeared in the beam of light, appearing without any preparation, with loose hair and wearing white clothes, like a female ghost.

"It's the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the Lantern Festival girl brings flowers to visit."

"The bright lanterns dazzled the young man upstairs."

"My dear!"

"Is the Lantern Festival still here?"

The voice of the woman in white was miserable, and she waved her sleeves. A black figure appeared behind her. The figure was a head and a half taller than her, but it did not look like this person. The movements looked stiff and unnatural like a puppet.

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers at night, and blows them down like rain of stars. The road is filled with the fragrance of the BMW and carved carriages. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragons dance all night. The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow, and the smile is full of fragrance. I searched for him among the crowd for a thousand times, and when I turned around suddenly, he was there, in the dim light." (Note: "Qingyu'an Lantern Festival" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty)

……

The man in black behind him seemed to be holding a string in his raised hand, and the woman in front was like his puppet, and every movement seemed to be controlled by him.

But he clearly looks like a puppet.

Many players did not understand the moral of the play.

Until fog appeared on the stage, and the noisy sounds of carriages and pedestrians were heard from the fog.

Along with the scent of plum blossoms, red petals fluttered from the stage and passed in front of them.

Following the petals of the plum blossoms, I discovered that the scene on the stage had changed at some point and turned into a busy street. Everyone was holding a lantern in their hands. The lights were on, but the people holding the lanterns moved stiffly, as if they had lost their minds.

The ground was covered with thick white fog. In the fog, there was a group of people wearing white clothes and holding bright lights in their hands. They looked eerie no matter how you looked at them.

"This is a ghost show!"

Someone noticed the weirdness of this play. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Xie Fei couldn't help but look in the direction where the sound came from.

"Then what are we looking at?" Some people were afraid of ghosts and wanted to leave immediately.

Someone else said, "The show can't stop. It's already started. I'm afraid we have to watch it even if we don't want to."

"My lord, you gave me a poem. I am willing to spend the night with you."

The scene changed again, turning into a boudoir. The girl leaned delicately in the arms of the handsome young man, looking shy and timid, which made people feel lovable.

"Beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. Your skin is so fake." The young man raised his hand and gently stroked the girl's face. The next second, he tore off her entire face, revealing the white bones beneath the skin.

"Ah!" The beautiful girl turned into a ghost with only bones left. "My skin, my skin, give my skin back to me!"

The sharp sound filled the entire space.

The young man made a human skin lamp out of the ghost's face in a few seconds. "Go find another one, and I'll give this one to you."

Everyone was speechless, and for a moment they couldn't tell which of the two was more terrifying.

"Woooooooo..."

The scene turned into a gloomy forest, and from time to time, the sound of a woman crying could be heard, which made people shudder.

A woodcutter passed by and felt sorry for the woman, so he approached her and asked if she was in trouble.

The girl had her back to her, facing the tree trunk, without showing her face.

"My belongings were stolen by the bad guys, and I can't go home."

The woodcutter asked her if he could help her.

The girl slowly turned sideways, her long hair covering the front of her face, and her voice was ethereal and eerie.

"I want to borrow your skin."

……

Chen Xuan shuddered violently and said in frustration: "Who wants to watch such a horrifying opera on the Lantern Festival?"

This was obviously just an appetizer.

The female ghost wanders around just to find her own skin.

During the Lantern Festival, everyone held a lantern in their hands, but none of them were hers.

The white mist on the stage began to spread towards the audience area, as if to cover all of them.

Xie Fei knew that this was the OL's purpose, so he asked Jiang Zhi and Chen Xuan to catch him, and then he held Zhou Xing tightly so that they would not be separated if anything happened later.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place."

[Illusion: Ghost Play]

[Task: Find the human skin lantern]

[Reward: 100 copper coins and a road pass]

[Road guide: When you are lost, it will guide you]

The city is brightly lit. Looking around, you can see silver flowers and bright trees, carriages and horses, crowds of people, and shouts. Children holding lanterns are chasing each other, playing and laughing, their laughter as clear as silver bells.

They automatically changed into ancient robes that were in line with the times, which looked out of place with their short hair. Only Zhou Xing was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and his long hair quietly stuck to his back, as if he had walked out of a painting.

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It seemed as if he was meant to be born in this era.

Even though he was standing right beside him, Xie Fei felt inexplicably nervous. He held Zhou Xing's hand tightly. Perhaps it was because he sensed a hint of panic that the man silently turned his head to look at him with his eyes slightly narrowed, which calmed Xie Fei's heart.

"Brother is so handsome." Xie Fei smiled with his lips curled, his eyes full of amazement.

Zhou Xing looked at Xie Fei.

He was wearing a dark red and black outfit that perfectly outlined his slender waist. His slightly long hair was tied with a red hair tie, which made the boy's unbridled brightness more eye-catching.

Zhou Xing's gaze deepened.

Jiang Zhi and Chen Xuan had long been accustomed to their dog food, so they turned a blind eye and kept looking around.

It was as if they had really returned to a certain dynasty.

Chen Xuan asked in confusion: "So many people are looking for a lantern?"

Jiang Zhi looked at the people around him, paused and said, "It should be divided into areas, otherwise with so many people, I'm afraid there won't be enough space."

Chen Xuan nodded: "Yeah, that makes sense."

Xie Fei did not forget the main business either. He scratched Zhou Xing's palm and asked, "What do you think, brother?"

Zhou Xing's gaze finally shifted away from him. The players who entered the illusion with them had dispersed and began to look for clues.

"The man who peeled the skin was very skilled. It's not the first time he did this. Let's go to the teahouse."

As we all know, places like teahouses are often where gossip is most concentrated.

The four of them found a teahouse that was doing a booming business and discovered that quite a few players were there, and it seemed that they were thinking the same thing as they were.

But they did not go in.

Drinking tea in a teahouse also costs money.

Xie Fei's eyes swept across the wooden board above the counter, on which the prices of tea were written. The cheapest was two copper coins per person.

Just when he took out eight copper coins and was about to give them to the shopkeeper, Zhou Xing grabbed his hand and placed four copper coins in front of the shopkeeper.

"Two people."

Then he said to Chen Xuan and Jiang Zhi, "Go and look at the stalls selling lanterns and get the source of the lanterns from them."

"Okay." Chen Xuan and Jiang Zhi did not express dissatisfaction with this. Instead, they nodded seriously and left the teahouse directly.

For them, they just have to do whatever Brother Xing arranges them to do, as long as he won't harm them.

Xie Fei found a seat by the window. The seats in front, behind and beside him were full of people, all chattering about something.

From the window, he saw Chen Xuan and Jiang Zhi disperse and act separately.

"I thought my brother wanted to get them away on purpose."

The tea had already been served, Zhou Xing poured him a cup and said calmly: "No need, it's just that we need to act separately to be faster."

"Hey, did you hear that?"

There were gossiping noises coming from the table next to them.

Xie Fei turned his eyes slightly and began to listen carefully.

Passerby No. 1: "The old lantern shop in the north of the city is gone."

Passerby No. 2: "Why is it gone?"

Passerby No. 1: "There was a fire, a big one, the whole store was burned down, even the lanterns... Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity."

Passerby No. 3 interrupted: "It's too easy for them to get into trouble when making lanterns. Has anyone been rescued?"

Passerby No. 1: "This is very strange. The old shop owner and his apprentice were burned to death inside, but according to the residents next door, they didn't hear any cries for help."

Passerby No. 2: "Could it be that he was burned to death in his sleep?"

Passerby No. 3: "Isn't this possible?"

Passerby No. 1 lowered his voice and said, "I heard it's haunted!"