Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

There is a dark room beneath this solemn and serious altar.

The slightly blasphemous feeling disappeared immediately.

Xie Yunhe walked in with a frown on his face.

Hua Qinglian explained how to use the items in the room.

It turns out that this has been in the Hua family for many years.

During the Goddess Festival, the third part requires the actress who plays the Goddess of Flowers to transform into the Goddess of Flowers. This is the traditional dressing room of the Hua family.

Xie Yunhe has always had a question he wanted to ask.

"Senior Sister Hua, is there really such a thing as the legendary Goddess of Flowers?"

If not, what is the point of the Hua family’s sacrifices every five years?

If so, where did the real goddess go?

"Who knows? If the people of Baihua City think so, then so be it. However, based on the historical records of the Hua family, I am more inclined to believe that the Baihua Goddess is a cultivator, and probably a very powerful one."

Speaking of this, Hua Qinglian became interested.

"I think she might have ascended."

"As for the legend of the Hundred Flowers Goddess and the Goddess Festival, it provides a place for the people of Hundred Flowers City to place their faith."

"For many people without the talent for cultivating immortals, having good weather and ample food and drink is the greatest happiness. This was bestowed upon them by the Hundred Flowers Goddess thousands of years ago. It just so happens that every five years, strange phenomena occur in our Hundred Flowers City. To reduce panic and reassure the people, we should let them believe that it is the Hundred Flowers Goddess appearing in spirit."

"This is the unspoken secret of the Hua family."

Hua Qinglian smiled.

Xie Yunhe understood.

The Hua family is really just acting.

The Goddess Sacrifice was performed to appease the people and take advantage of the strange phenomenon that occurred every five years.

No wonder there’s a sense of both solemnity and casualness.

"So, can your sacrifices and offerings really reach the Goddess of Flowers?"

Xie Yunhe asked curiously.

"This sacrificial ritual process has been passed down from generation to generation. It was created by the earliest Hua family members. We don't know if it is useful or not. We just need to follow the instructions of our ancestors."

"But over the years, the Goddess Festival has evolved from a simple ritual to become one of the Hua family's most prominent events. We will try to incorporate some spectacular performances to delight the guests who come to watch."

Hua Qinglian explained.

After watching in the dark room, the three of them went out again.

"This altar is actually a large spirit gathering array. When the time comes, the spiritual energy in the vicinity will surge over to help the Flower Goddess who is arranging the rain replenish her spiritual energy."

After briefly talking about some precautions, the site inspection was completed. It was not very complicated.

It was a rare opportunity, so Hua Qinglian acted as a tour guide again and took the two of them around Baihua City.

The three of them came to the street again.

Baihua City looks even more beautiful during the day.

We didn’t have time to see the river in Baihua City yesterday, and the three of them just happened to walk to the inner river.

There are more boats on the river during the day, and many young men and women who take advantage of the good weather to go boating are scattered on the river.

There are also various shops selling flowers on the roadside along the river bank.

Many children holding flowers and selling them will stop passers-by to buy flowers.

However, most of the people who were stopped just waved and walked away quickly.

Obviously familiar with their sales tactics.

Only a few people who came to play or kind-hearted people were successfully stopped by the children.

This is not.

Another young man was stopped ahead.

The young man in black clothes just smiled good-naturedly after being stopped by the child holding flowers who rushed out.

"Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers! These are Nine Fragrance Orchids. They smell amazing! A bouquet costs only three spirit stones!"

Three Spirit Stones! This is clearly a rip-off!

Xie Yunhe and the other two were not far away and could just hear it.

He can buy a talisman with three spirit stones. Isn’t it better than this flower?

"Huh? I know him. Let's go over there."

Hua Qinglian originally just took a quick glance, but ended up seeing an acquaintance.

The three of them walked over.

There was a round-faced servant beside the young man in black clothes, who was talking to a child.

"Three Spirit Stones! This is too expensive! You are ripping us off! Sir, let's go."

The round-faced servant rolled his eyes.

"Tangyuan, don't be so rude."

Young Master Xuanyi frowned.

"Master Wen! Long time no see!"

Young Master Xuan Yi turned around upon hearing the voice.

He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a tall figure and handsome appearance.

The most unforgettable thing about him is the elegant and graceful feeling he has.

Gentle and refined, with a natural elegance and nobility.

Xie Yunhe felt that this Mr. Wen must be from a scholarly family.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, there are two more fellow Daoists."

When Master Wen saw Hua Qinglian, he smiled and bowed to the three of them.

"Let me introduce you. This is Master Wen Lingze, the eldest son of Zhaixing Tower. Our Hua family and Zhaixing Tower have a lot of business dealings, so we can be considered friends."

Hua Qinglian introduced this person to Xie Yunhe and Sang Qing.

A few people exchanged greetings and got to know each other.

Xie Yunhe guessed wrong. This was not a young man from a scholarly family, but a young man from Zhaixing Tower.

It's really hard to imagine.

What is the Star-Picking Tower?

Zhaixinglou is the largest trading company in Yunlang Continent, and there is an auction house of Zhaixinglou in almost every large city.

The main business is auction, and they also run various weapons shops.

As mentioned earlier, the Zixiao Sect is the richest family in Yunlang Continent, so the Wen family of Zhaixing Tower is the second richest family in Yunlang Continent.

Hua Qinglian certainly knew the eldest son of the Wen family.

"Are you coming to see the Goddess Festival too?"

Hua Qinglian asked him.

"I originally came here to inspect the branch pavilion, but I happened to encounter the Goddess Festival, so I stayed a few more days."

Wen Lingze answered.

"Sir, do you still want the Nine Fragrant Orchids? The price is now reduced, two spirit stones per bunch!"

The child tugged at the hem of Wen Lingze's clothes.

Staring at this big fat sheep eagerly.

"Hey you kid, go away!"

The round-faced servant wanted to drive the child away.

"sweet dumpling."

Wen Lingze stopped him and squatted down facing the child.

"I want this bouquet of flowers, it's for you."

He took out two spirit stones and handed them to the child.

The child was delighted and handed the Jiuxiang Orchid to the young man in front of him.

"Thank you, sir. I wish you a peaceful life!"

The child seemed to have completed his KPI. He put the spirit stone in his crotch and ran away happily.

"He's clearly trying to rip you off, and you really let him?"

Hua Qinglian crossed her arms, looking somewhat unhappy.

It's shameful for the Wen family. It seems that some rules need to be introduced to restrict these lawless flower vendors.

"It's okay, just two spirit stones."

Wen Lingze smiled.

Flowers should be paired with beauties, and the young man holding the Jiuxianglan looks even more handsome.

But Xie Yunhe just had a strange sense of disharmony.

"This Nine Fragrance Orchid is beautiful, but the fragrance is too strong. It's not suitable for you."

Hua Qinglian told the truth.

Oh, yes, maybe the floral scent is too strong, which somehow doesn’t match the gentle and noble Mr. Wen.

"I don't mind that."

Wen Lingze laughed, but didn't care too much.

"Well, I just came over to say hello. Excuse me, I have guests."

After saying goodbye, Hua Qinglian was about to leave and said something to Wen Lingze.

"Goodbye, fellow Taoists."

Wen Ling said goodbye politely.

The two groups of people passed each other.

Xie Yunhe still felt something was wrong and turned his head to take a look.

Just then, I saw Master Wen looking back at them.

When Master Wen saw Xie Yunhe turning around, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled gently at Xie Yunhe.

He turned around, hugged Jiu Xianglan, and walked away with the servant.