On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Huo Shiyun's figure completely disappeared, Xu Nian turned around, looked at the world of lively people outside the palace, lifted his foot and left the Xu Palace, the three attendants followed Chao Wu closely, behind them the shadow of Wei Wei Palace of Xu Palace Getting smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing under the night.

The gate of Xuwang Palace is facing Yanbei Street, which is the main road in the center of the capital. It is very lively. Chaowu knew the way, and guessed that it would not be long before the lanterns were put on the Yanhe River, so he said, "Your Highness, let's go straight along Yanbei Street The corner ahead is the West Market, and the center of the West Market is the Yan River."

Xu Nian nodded, the farther they were from Xu Wang's Palace along the way, the more people there were on the road, obviously at night, there were also a lot of hawkers, the last two attendants stepped forward to open the way, Zhao Wu and Xu Nian stood side by side, After the back pad.

When we arrived at West Market, glazed lanterns were hung on the trees on the roadside, on the inns along the way, and on the walls. The whole West Market was brightly lit. There were more street vendors than Yanbei Street. With a family.

Xu Nian was also interested in watching it. It felt like he was shopping at a food stall at night in his previous life. From time to time, he would join in the fun and squeeze into the stall to watch.

But most of them just looked at it, and there was nothing in particular that they wanted. Xu Nian's figure had been stared at by Chaowu and two attendants. Seeing Xu Nian stop, Chaowu looked curiously at the three consecutive It's a stall selling masks.

Today there will be lanterns, and there are so many stalls selling lanterns, Xu Nian is not surprised, but is it a custom to wear a mask today?

Over there, Zhao Wu has already opened his mouth to explain, and it is really a unique custom of Xu Guohua Festival.

However, this mask is for children. It is rumored that there are little ghosts who abduct young children during the Huachao Festival. However, after wearing a mask on a child, the little ghost cannot tell whether it is a human child or a little ghost, so the children wear it on the Huachao Festival. Masks are also one of the customs.

After hearing this, Xu Nian looked around and found that the masks were all young children. He became a little interested and squeezed Chaowu into the mask booth. After looking at it for a while, he pointed to the mask on the upper right corner. The boss happily took off the fox mask for him.

Putting the mask into his hands, the mask is very plain, with a pure white base, a circle of vermillion inside the ears and around the eye sockets, and then there are a few red patterns on the fox's face, the whole mask is neither white nor red. , but it also has a different kind of beauty.

Xu Nian walked out holding the mask, Zhao Wu nodded to the owner of the mask booth, the owner nodded calmly, Chao Wu followed Xu Nian out of the stall, Xu Nian thought that Zhao Wu had paid, But he didn't know that nine of the ten stalls on this road had guards mixed in.

As soon as he left here, the person in front of the mask stall over there said to the young boy next to him: "The kid didn't pay just now, and the boss doesn't care."

Chu Heng kept looking around. After all, he was only 12 years old. No matter how calm and sensible he usually looked, he became interested in the bustle of the West Market, but now he found that something was wrong. The boss doesn't care if the mask is not paid.

"You don't care if people pay or not." Chu Heng said, tugged at Qi Siyuan, and pulled him out of the stall, "These are all for children, can you stand in front of them in a hurry?"

"I want to buy one for you." Qi Siyuan replied.

Chu Heng glanced at him: "I'm not a child anymore."

Qi Siyuan seemed to be amused by his statement, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke his head, and said with a smile, "Baby, you are 12 years old, and your hair hasn't even grown yet. It's not a child, what is it?"

Chu Heng didn't dodge, frowning, angry in his heart, Qi Siyuan touched his head just now, if he felt right, it was like petting a dog again!

Qi Siyuan was waving one hand, and there were people coming and going on the street, Chu Heng saw a portable glazed lamp appear out of thin air in Qi Siyuan's hand, a child saw the process, and dropped the candy in his mouth in surprise.

Chu Heng frowned even more, pulled Qi Siyuan a few steps over and disappeared into the crowd of West Market, the child rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled, when his companion came over, several children continued to run and play in West Market, laughing and singing nursery rhymes .

"The pedestrians on this street, and many of the street vendors are not ordinary people, and they all have a little kung fu."

Walking back to the Yan River, Chu Heng opened his mouth and said to Qi Siyuan.

Qi Siyuan stuffed the glazed lamp in his hand and said with a smile: "I guess there are some nobles visiting in disguise. Their princes and nobles are precious, so they arranged a group of people to guard around him early on."

Chu Heng replied flatly: "That's because the lifespan of ordinary people is too short, so I feel that my life is precious."

Qi Siyuan pursed his lips, and he said, "I said, although we are cultivators, we are also human beings. Maybe there are mortals in our ancestors—"

Before Qi Siyuan could finish his sentence, the Yanhe River, which was already full of people, suddenly became more noisy. People around suddenly gathered towards the Yanhe River. He and Chu Heng were walking by the Yanhe River, and they were suddenly dispersed. .

As a cultivator, Chu Heng didn't panic, he took a few steps away from the crowd around him, and when he stopped, he had already reached the bank of Yan River.

He looked up at Yanhe, there were people all around Yanhe, bending over to set off lanterns, he wasn't interested, turned sideways to look for Qi Siyuan, he felt bad, he seemed to bump into a child.

Chu Heng quickly stretched out his hand to grab——

Just a moment ago, Xu Nian was standing by the Yan River, Zhao Wu and the two guards were dispersed by the crowd, he didn't dare to run around, and obediently waited in place wearing a fox mask.

Seeing the words on the lantern placed in front of him, he couldn't help leaning forward to read it, and he whispered: "I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai, and I send the geese to pass the book—"

When he just read the word "book", he was knocked forward by someone, Xu Nian's heart "thumped", thinking that it was over, and he was going to fall into the Yan River to drink water.

The next moment, the person who bumped into him reacted very quickly, and someone grabbed him by the collar, and that person also used his strength unexpectedly, and Xu Nian was pulled directly into the person's arms.

Chu Heng waited until he pulled him into his arms before he calmed down. He was a 12-year-old boy, taller than other children of the same age, but not much taller, but he lowered his head, and the person in his arms was He didn't even reach his shoulders, he was really a child.

Xu Nian knew that he would not fall into the Yan River to taste the water, so he turned around and looked up.

The straps of the fox mask on his face were also loose, sliding down slowly from his face.

But he seemed heartless, he didn't care, and slowly spit out the last three words: "...Thank you, no."

Chu Heng was stunned. At first he didn't understand what the child was talking about, but then he saw the fox mask with a plain white background and scarlet patterns falling down, revealing the child's white skin and delicate eyebrows little by little. When he came out, a pair of eyes that were larger than ordinary people looked at him under the delicate eyebrows.

And behind him, all the lanterns on the Ten Mile Yanhe River have been put on, and the entire Yanhe River's pitch-black water reflects the glistening candlelight, as if the dark night sky is filled with golden rays of light, and bits of broken gold meander and flow.

Chu Heng was in a trance for a moment, thinking how beautiful it is, like a big dream...

It's like this ten-foot soft red, a big dream that people can immerse themselves in if they don't pay attention, and never wake up again.

Xu Nian looked at the young boy who was not too big in front of him, with clear eyes and a glazed lamp in his hand, but his eyes were frozen. He grinned and lowered his head to find the mask. The mask has already rolled into the water of Yanhe River, drifting away with the lantern.

"You knocked my mask into the river." Xu Nian said.

Chu Heng was brought back to his mind by the immature child's voice, he suddenly reached out to touch the child's face, his hands were warm, the child was startled by his action, and frowned at him: "Why are you touching my face. "

Chu Heng has regained his composure, and smiled gently: "I thought it was the little fox fairy from the mountain who ran out, but it turned out to be a beautiful child."

Xu Nian didn't want to say more, and took a step back warily, but Chu Heng stepped forward and handed him the glazed lamp in his hand: "I'll pay you for this, the mask is also wet when you get it back."

Xu Nian didn't answer, Chu Heng saw that he was dressed luxuriously but there was no one around, so he kindly reminded: "What about your family, the night market is very chaotic, there may be kidnappers."

After a pause, Chu Heng threatened him with a more serious tone: "You are so beautiful, you will be targeted easily, and you will be abducted if you are spotted."

Xu Nianxin was wondering where the chatter was coming from, when he heard Chaowu's voice calling him, he turned his head and saw Chaowu waving at him through a few people: "Young Master, I saw you, don't move!"

Xu Nian heaved a sigh of relief, then turned his head, his hand sank, and a glazed lamp was stuffed into his hand.

He raised his head, and a gentle voice echoed in his ear: "The last two lines of the poem are 'a glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a lamp in ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes', which is not something you can understand at your age."

Holding the lamp, Xu Nian backed away slightly, and there was a faint voice in his ears, but the speaker had disappeared.

He thought it was a little funny, that young man was only twelve or thirteen years old, could he understand it?

The author has something to say: Chu Heng: What a beautiful little fox fairy :)

Xu Nian: I refuse this kind of first meeting, don't you think you look like a disciple?

Twelve: What I want is Susu Susu, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~