A beautiful lady dressed as a devil

The small stage in the village was finally set up, and curious people came one after another.

Jiuhua's disciples took the opportunity to stand by the stage, distributed evil spirit charms to the villagers, and told them to drink water into their stomachs after burning it, so as to completely eliminate the hidden dangers caused by bone yin.

After waiting for another cup of tea, Yin Sui saw a group of people approaching from afar. He seemed to have never seen such a group before, so he couldn't help frowning.

The ones wearing masks, those playing with fire, and those playing grotesque pipas... a group of people walked crookedly, which made Yin Sui very puzzled.

"What's a good day today?" A villager beside him opened his eyes wide and smacked his lips and said, "I haven't seen this scene for many years!"

Another person interjected, "I heard it's the birthday of some little fairy in Jiuhua."

The rest of the villagers were surprised: "Xianjun is celebrating his birthday, will he still come to our small place?"

After listening for a long time, Yin Sui finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to interrupt their gossip, and asked, "Who are these people?"

A villager saw that he looked familiar, and replied casually: "That's the famous juggling troupe 'Lanzhu' in a hundred miles around."

Yin Sui pondered for a while, and felt that the juggling troupe that could be called "Lazy Pigs" was really extraordinary.

The people in the vicinity gathered more and more, and even people from two small nearby villages rushed over after hearing the news.Everyone moved their own benches, placed them on the ground in a haphazard manner, sat down like this, and talked excitedly and loudly at the same time.

"The last time I saw the juggling troupe, it was my uncle's little daughter-in-law's elder brother's third cub's birthday. That scene, tsk tsk..."

"What are you looking at? I heard that the person who came here today is Lan Lan... Lan what!"

"Lan what?" The younger villager scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "I have little knowledge, so is it hard to hire this juggling troupe?"

"It's not just difficult to invite..." The older man stroked his beard and shared his few insights: "Three or four years ago, when I went to the city to buy cloth, I met them at the entrance of the tavern. It is said That time was for Liu Yuanwai’s granddaughter’s [-]th birthday.”

Yin Sui listened with gusto, and was about to go up to ask again, when someone pulled his arm lightly.

Turning around, Jiang Shuo stood beside him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he lowered his voice, "Go to the front first, you won't be able to get a good seat later."

Sure enough, the seats in front were almost full, but the people all knew Jiang Shuo, and when they saw him leading Yin Sui over, they enthusiastically gave way to him.

"I just saw that Wang Dadao came home, and he said that he would stir-fry all the secret tofu made at home to cheer everyone up..."

Yin Sui sat down on the wooden bench with a slight buttocks, and heard chattering with a strong local accent next to him. After a while, a bowl of steaming clear noodles was stuffed in his hand.

Yin Sui was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is this for?"

Jiang Shuo also took a bowl, and said with a smile, "Since it's in your hands, it's for you to eat."

"But..." Yin Sui held the bowl at a loss, turned around, and found that everyone had something more or less in their hands, some of which were simple pastries, melons and fruits, and even pickled radishes.

"You don't have to worry about it, Little Immortal," someone on Yin Sui's right said kindly, seeing that he was at a loss, "This is all for our pleasure, we brought something from our home, just eat as you please... It's time for fun—— hurry up Look!"

As soon as Yin Sui turned his face back from the side, a large ball of flames rose up in front of him, which startled him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block Jiang Shuo.

There was enthusiastic cheers behind him, and when Yin Sui came back to his senses, he realized that the fire was on the stage. After a short period of burning, the first figure stepped out from the flames. It was a boy wearing a rabbit mask. .

He bowed comically, and said in a crisp voice: "Guests, please be careful!"

As soon as the boy raised his head, the mask on his face had changed into a cow mask, and with a flick of his hand, it turned into a fox mask again.

Where has Yin Sui seen such an interesting thing, for a moment he even forgot the face in his hand, and stared intently at the juggling performance on the stage, his black eyes were round and big, and even his soul seemed to be hooked.

Faces change, people turn into birds, pipa floats in the air, puppies walk on strings... the audience shouted again and again, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic. Yin Sui poured the cold noodle soup into his mouth, and talked with ginger vaguely with his mouth puffed out. Shuo said, "They didn't even use spells..."

Jiang Shuo was also sitting on the wooden stool, in a somewhat casual posture, leaning slightly with one hand propped on his right side, and said, "These are mortals."

Hearing this, the young man wrinkled his nose in disbelief, and asked with a puzzled look on Junxiu's face, "Can you see what method they used to make that puppy walk on a thin rope in the air?"

Jiang Shuo shook his head and said with a smile, "I can't see it."

Yin Sui wanted to ask again, but a new program came on the stage, and his attention was once again attracted, so he didn't have time to worry about another question.

It was an hour and a half after the performance of the juggling troupe, whether it was Yin Sui, the rest of the people, or the few disciples of Jiuhua, they were all still unsatisfied.

By this time, most of the people had already learned that it was for Jiuhua's Yu Xiaoxianjun to celebrate his birthday, and before parting, they crowded over to celebrate Yin Sui's birthday.

Yin Sui hadn't dealt with this kind of situation for a long time, and a lot of "birthday gifts" were stuffed into his arms by villagers who joined in the fun, so he couldn't help but look at Jiang Shuo for help.

Jiang Shuo saw his panic, and comforted him softly: "You are a birthday star today, these are normal things."

"There is no such a lively atmosphere in Jiuhuamen. Every disciple celebrates his birthday with a bowl of longevity noodles. But I was thinking, you should like to be more noisy."

A monk's lifespan can be as short as a few hundred years, and as long as a thousand years. If he cultivates the true fruit, he can live as long as the sky, so he naturally doesn't care about the annual birthday.

Jiang Shuo looked at the people carrying wooden benches on their shoulders and walking home one after another after saying hello, and said in a soft voice, "I heard you mentioned before that if you want to go to a place with many people, I just want to take you down the mountain Stay here."

Yin Sui paused, he didn't even remember saying this.

But when he saw the jugglers packing up their things on the stage, and the happy children chasing and playing in the audience, Yin Sui was in a trance for a moment.

It seemed a long, long time ago...he had seen such a lively and festive scene.

Or when he was still at home in the lower realm, or when he attended a certain banquet... Yin Sui had a headache thinking about it, and the only thing he could remember clearly was that the excitement was not for himself.

But today is different.

Yin Sui hugged the pile of worthless "birthday gifts" silently, and raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

These are all...given to myself.Yin Sui hugged the melons, fruits and vegetables given to him by the villagers tightly.

"However, something happened..." At this point, Jiang Shuo's eyes were a bit puzzled: "That cunning looks like it has been around for a while, and there has been no trouble, and now suddenly..."

"That's all." Jiang Shuo stopped talking, and said: "The disciples have been asked to bring the bones back to Jiuhua first, and the punishment hall should have a conclusion."

Yin Sui asked: "Then what about us?"

"Your birthday hasn't passed yet," Jiang Shuo said, "I haven't eaten longevity noodles yet."

The two returned to the small courtyard where Yin Sui borrowed a room to take a bath. The host was a square-faced dark man who was about to enter the bedroom to sleep. Take it easy, I'll take a break first."

"Thank you." Jiang Shuo said, "For bothering you all night, we will return tomorrow."

The man waved his hand and said bluntly, "What are you talking about? You often come to take care of our village, but it's just a spare room to sleep for a night. It's not a big deal."

Yin Sui stared at his exposed white teeth, and suddenly remembered that he was defeated in Jiuhua's entry competition a few months ago, and was rejected by such mortals like a bereaved dog.

Why... is this person willing to let him spend the night?

"Little Xianjun, you are one year older." The man looked at Yin Sui with a smile again, and boasted: "Look at this handsome appearance, after the coming-of-age ceremony, there may be many girls chasing after him."

Yin Sui blushed slightly, pursed his lips, and glanced at Jiang Shuo again.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Shuo noticed his gaze, and said helplessly, "Is it just so proud to hear two compliments?"

Where are you proud of yourself?Yin Sui retorted inwardly.

"Go and stay in the guest room." Jiang Shuo patted the little apprentice's head and said in a low voice, "Standing in the yard and talking will disturb them."

Yin Sui: "Then you..."

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you." Jiang Shuo smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Our little birthday star can't miss this bowl of longevity noodles."

Yin Sui entered the guest room, sat down on the couch covered with simple straw mats, and looked around the room.

He reached out to touch the quilt that was hard from the cold, and felt that the bed and quilt were the same as the environment he lived in when he was practicing in a small sect in his previous life.

But at that time, I was full of loneliness and depression, but now I feel relaxed and looking forward to it.

Yin Sui unconsciously moved to the window, stretched his neck to look out, and thought impatiently——Why hasn't Jiang Shuo come back yet?

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Shuo returned with a blue and white bowl.

In the quiet late night, the taste of the ordinary boiled noodles is particularly attractive.Yin Sui moved his nose and found that Jiang Shuo had put two eggs in it.

It was bright yellow, round egg yolk, surrounded by white jade rings, Yin Sui took a piece of noodles with chopsticks, and tasted it first, regardless of the heat.

The noodles are slightly soft, but the saltiness is suitable, and it is warm in the stomach.

"I'm not very familiar with the stove..." Jiang Shuo frowned: "I didn't control the heat well."

"Delicious." Yin Sui said suddenly.

The young man's black eyes were moistened by the mist on his face, and he looked at Jiang Shuo without blinking. After a long time, or only for a moment, Yin Sui's eyelashes trembled, and his lowered eyes covered the faintness in his eye circles. red.

A large bowl of noodle soup was full, and even chopped green onions fell into Yin Sui's stomach.

When he put the bowl down, Jiang Shuo stretched out his hand, handed it to Yin Sui, and said, "Look?"

In the white palm lay a small sandalwood rabbit.

It is hand-carved, with pointed ears. The rabbit has a round and short body, and its tail is barely visible. It looks like it is lying on the ground eating carrots.

Yin Sui was holding the bowl, but before he could react, he said blankly: "What is this?"

"Thousands of miles transmission talisman." Jiang Shuo said: "I made this birthday present for you. I will carry it with me in the future and read the formula silently. No matter where I am, you can talk to me directly."

"I have one here too." Jiang Shuo searched in his sleeve and took out another sound transmission talisman.This is an ordinary ring, also made of sandalwood, which can be tied with a rope and hung around the waist.

Yin Sui took the wooden rabbit, and asked with some uncertainty: "Why is it only..."

Jiang Shuo coughed lightly, and said embarrassedly: "I often go back to Qutai from outside, and I see you playing with those rabbits in the peach blossom forest... Don't you like rabbits?"

Yin Sui gathered his palms together, held the wooden rabbit in his hands, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I really like it."

From today on, he likes... rabbits the most.