After the demon king took the house, he bent [Cultivation]

"Okay." Chu Tianyou agreed.

"Let's go over there and have a look." Ji Wuya felt a little powerless, he felt that his winking eyes were thrown to the blind man.

It seems that no matter what he does, Flux doesn't care. Isn't this xinxing cultivation too high?

There are all kinds of gadgets sold in the market, Ji Wuya lacks interest in these things, it looks the same as it was thousands of years ago.

Tired of watching.

However, he noticed that Yaoguang seemed to look twice more, Ji Wuya stood in front of the sugar figurine booth and asked, "Do you like this?"

"Boss, pinch two for me, just like my wife." Without waiting for anyone to answer, he threw five taels of silver at the stall and laughed.

Not to mention gold and silver, even Lingshi Ji Wuya didn't pay attention to it, if he could ask for a Taoist companion to exchange for a new one, let alone two sugar people, it would be no problem for him to learn it himself.

The boss's hands and feet were very nimble. I don't know if it was because of the ingot of silver, but he quickly handed him two sugar figurines.

Chu Tianyou was a little dazed at the side, and when he came back to stop Mo Changfeng's move, he had already stuffed a sugar figurine into his hand.

The moon-white long skirt is elegant and the crimson cloak is paired with a jade veil covering the temples, isn't it exactly what he looks like now.

"Madam, let's go, there are still many interesting things in this market, we can play them one by one today." Ji Wuya naturally held Yaoguang's hand, and led the man in a trance forward.

Chu Tianyou grew up on the mountain since he was a child, and he didn't know anything about the things down the mountain. Later, as he got older, it was even more impossible for him to abandon his identity and play around.

Although Ji Wuya didn't know this, he still had some guesses. After all, Tiandao Sword Sect was the headquarters of sword cultivators, and most of the sword cultivators there were idiots who love swords.

After walking around half the street, Chu Tianyou went from being restrained at the beginning to a little more relaxed. The things under the mountain were really novel to him, and it was even more interesting when he was surrounded by someone who could play and make trouble.

However, this does not mean that he is going to participate in this kind of activity.

Chu Tianyi's face under the veil was stiff, and his eyes were full of reluctance, absolutely don't go, no matter what Mo Changfeng said, he would never agree.

Ji Wuya looked at him with a smile, "Madam, are you shy?"

"No."

"Okay, okay, if Madam says no, then there will be none." He followed Yaoguang's words, and said sadly, "It's just that Madam doesn't want to, is it because I'm not competent enough for my husband."

It is the custom of Yunjiang City that girls who have not left the pavilion on the Flower God Festival will dress up as flower fairies, while those who have already left the pavilion will go out to play with their husbands. Naturally, there is an event in this play.

Husband makes silk flowers with his own hands and presents them to his newlyweds.

There are many such long stalls on the street, with small low stools, and often the newlyweds sit close together.

The wife instructed her husband how to complete a silk flower.

Chu Tianyi frowned slightly, looked at Mo Changfeng and said, "Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ji Wuya smiled lightly, with a little melancholy, "Take it as fulfilling one of my wishes."

"..." Chu Tianyou still wanted to refuse.

"Tianyou will definitely not reject me, ma'am—" Ji Wuya continued his efforts, looking at her expectantly.

A woman like Yaoguang who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, who seems to be unkind but actually very talkative, must be soft and not hard.

"Okay, don't say any more, I promise you."

"Ugly words are up front, I don't know these things." Chu Tianyou's tone was calm, but a trace of stiffness could still be heard.

It's just that he doesn't know it, it's no problem for him to hold a sword, use a pen to trace flowers, and sew... Jianzong doesn't teach these things.

Ji Wuya only thought for a moment before he came up with a solution. With a smile on his face, he pulled the flutter to sit down on the empty seat, "Then leave it to me."

"...Are you serious?" Chu Tianyou was stunned. Seeing that Mo Changfeng was holding the winning ticket, he couldn't help but wonder if the prince of the family had to learn this all these years.

"Ma'am, don't worry, your husband is naturally intelligent, and he will definitely understand what to do very quickly."

Just kidding, there is nothing he can do, isn't Ji Wuya's job just to be a silk flower.

But Madam is really honest as expected, even a female cultivator of Xianmen would not say so bluntly that she can't knit women's red.

Ji Wuya taught Yinzi with confidence, and decided to show Yaoguang how good he is... Even if he can't, there are many men with scissors and needlework next to him, so he can learn.

Chu Tianyou looked at Mo Changfeng who enthusiastically said that he would make more silk flowers for himself, and when he realized that the other party really didn't want to do it himself, his tense body relaxed slightly.

The seating arrangement is very ingenious, a couple sits together, one of the female family members will only sit with the female family member, and the other female family member will sit with her husband.

As a woman, at least Chu Tianyou is now a woman, of course there is another female family member sitting on the left.

The woman looked only twenty-eight years old, with a veil on her face, looking around with lively eyes, and when she found him, she started talking to him.

"Hi sister, I'm a bit bored by myself, would you mind talking to me?"

When he was Chu Tianyou, no one would talk to him like this. Looking at the enthusiastic girl in front of him, he couldn't refuse.

He didn't speak, and the other party took it as his acquiescence.

"Sister, your husband is so handsome, sister, you must be a great beauty, right?"

"Ah, I don't even let my sister take the needle and thread. My sister and you must have a very good relationship."

"Husband, you did something wrong, it's not like this...Sister, your husband has been watching you..."

Chu Tianyou just listened to the girl chattering, just as if he was listening to a junior talking, when he heard this sentence, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Changfeng.

He keeps looking at himself?

However, Chu Tianyou didn't see Mo Changfeng who was looking at him all the time. He only saw the man with his head down, sewing handkerchief flowers stitch by stitch.

It was a peony flower made of snow-white brocade, with tender yellow and deep red stamens, which gradually took shape under Mo Changfeng's hands.

The lower end of the flower was fixed on the ebony hairpin, and Mo Changfeng was winding the silk thread up little by little, looking very serious as if all his attention was on the silk flower.

"...It's really ingenious." Chu Tianyou said in a low voice.

But in fact, Ji Wuya, who was single-minded, kept paying attention to her side. Hearing this, he cut off the silk thread in his hand and tied it again, raised his head and said with a smile.

"Madam, are you praising me?"

"Well, I'm praising you." Chu Tianyou never lied.

"Madam, come and see how I'm doing." Ji Wuya held the white peony in his hand, raised his hand and inserted it into her temple hair, just covering the jade hairpin.

"Flowers match beauties. I think Madam is more beautiful than flowers." He picked up the mirror on the table and put it in front of the fluctuating light, and said in a soft voice.

"Madam can leave it to me. If I can't, I can learn it for Madam."