Night Talk Hundred Stories

The story of the osmanthus tree ghost was widely circulated in the city. A storyteller in the restaurant slapped the gavel and told the story of the Taoist priest's capture of the female ghost at night. There was also that Taoist priest who sacrificed swords to eliminate demons. One person and one ghost fought until the sun and the moon were colorless, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Qing He was surprised when he heard this, and secretly thought that these people had never met before, so how could he dare to make such nonsense.He stood downstairs and listened for a while, and gradually became fascinated by it. He clearly knew that the story told by the storyteller was completely different from that night, but he found the story told by that person fascinating. The people who followed the building and listened to the book widened their eyes in fear.

Hei Yao was amused by the sidelines, and felt sorry for his innocent appearance, so he simply dragged him into the restaurant, picked a window on the second floor and listened carefully to the storyteller.

Hei Yao didn't pay much attention to the story, but he listened to it because Qinghe liked it, and felt that the storyteller's story was really wonderful, and he couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard it. Relying on my own imagination to describe a wonderful scene, although it is different from the real situation, it is still amazing.

After a story was told, the storyteller said "Excuse me" to everyone in the building, and went to rest; Qing He was a little bored, so he stood up and looked downstairs, and saw that the nearby pavilions in the city are now connected by five-color ribbons When I got up, there were exquisitely made palace lanterns hanging on it every half a foot, bathed in the warm red afterglow of the setting sun, looking extremely beautiful.

He looked carefully for a while, then looked away, and asked the people beside him: "Hei Yao, what is that?"

Hei Yao turned to look outside the building, and said, "It seems that it was specially hung up for the lantern festival in the city, but it wasn't there the day before yesterday."

The diners on the side saw that the two of them were not locals, so they interrupted with a smile: "The two young masters can be regarded as watching, tonight is the day when the autumn lantern festival starts, after nightfall, these lamps will be lit, and there will be many more at that time." What a beautiful lantern!"

"Today is the Lantern Festival?"

Hei Yao nodded, looked at Qing He and said with a smile, "You found something interesting tonight."

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The moon is in the middle of the sky, and Linzhou City is full of lights and festoons at night, and the streets and alleys are full of people. Qinghe pulls Hei Yao to shuttle through it, and looks up at the night sky from time to time, lingering on the blossoming fireworks.

"Hei Yao!" Qing He squeezed out from the crowd of people at the street stall, bounced back to Hei Yao's side, took out a well-protected snack from his arms, and held it high in front of Hei Yao, "for you!"

Hei Yao took a bite, nodded, "Well, it tastes good."

Qinghe immediately frowned, and replied crisply: "I just said, it must be delicious with so many people around."

Since he entered the mortal world, his favorite things are all kinds of snacks and snacks in the world. Whenever he sees novel and beautiful food, he can't walk. Although Hei Yao can't help laughing at him for being gluttonous, after all it's up to him. Seeing him now He frowned with a smile, couldn't help but smiled, and reached out to wipe away a little residue from the corner of his mouth, "Eat slowly, and no one will snatch it from you."

Qinghe just smiled, and opened his mouth to bite another piece of pastry.

The two of them visited a long street in this way, followed the trend of the lanterns and went around to the river. Compared with the magnificent dragon lanterns on the long street, the lanterns hanging on the trees by the river are more exquisite, especially the ones that were put into the river. The lotus river lantern is even more delicate and lovely, eye-catching.

Most of the river lanterns are girls and children. They carefully put the lanterns in their hands into the water, and then gently push them with the force of the water, and the small and beautiful lanterns will float down with the water and go away leisurely.

Qing He also went to buy one from a peddler, and saw someone daubing on the lamp with a pen and ink. He was a little surprised: "This river lamp is already very beautiful, why do you want to paint it?"

The peddler laughed and said, "Young master, I don't know. They are writing their names or their wishes on the lamp, hoping for the blessing of Lord River God!"

Qinghe became interested, and asked someone to borrow a pen and ink. Hei Yao held a sugar figurine for him and asked him, "What do you want to write?"

"Hmm..." Qing He bit the pen holder and thought for a while, then picked up the pen and wrote the word "Ru Ji" on the river lantern.

Hei Yao showed a look of understanding, and accompanied him to the river, and slowly lowered the lantern into the water.

Seeing the light river lantern gradually disappearing into the night, Qinghe smiled contentedly, glanced at the people around him, went to get another river lantern, and wrote the word "Hei Yao" stroke by stroke Ready to let go.

"Wait." Hei Yao suddenly said, took the brush from his hand, and then he wrote Qinghe's name in two words, and then smiled slightly: "Okay, let's put it."

Two names are written in different handwriting on the carefully crafted petals, one is elegant and free, the other is sharp, but they are surprisingly harmonious when put together.Qing He looked at it carefully for a while, with a slight reluctance in his eyes, until Hei Yao promised to buy him another one, he bit his lip and let He Deng go.

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Back at the inn, Qinghe was still in high spirits, holding a revolving lantern that Hei Yao later bought for him and looked at it with great interest. The lantern was divided into two layers, and there were figures drawn around it inside. Chasing, changing things and changing scenery, Ming Qinghe couldn't put it down.

Seeing him staring at the lantern, Hei Yao didn't even bother to move. He patted his head and smiled, "Are you going to sleep with it tonight?"

Qing He was a little reluctant to let go, raised his head and said, "Is it really possible?"

"Of course not!" Hei Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, he would not have bought this revolving door if he had known earlier.

He covered his mouth with his hands and coughed, and explained: "Look, this lantern is not very strong, if you don't let go overnight, it will be broken by you."

Qing He stretched out a finger and tapped on the wooden frame of the lantern, "It seems to be right..."

Hei Yao laughed, took out the lantern in his hand and put it on the table beside him, lifted the lampshade and blew out the candle.

"Go to bed."

The last candle in the room was extinguished by Hei Yao with the palm of his hand, and soon fell into silent darkness.

However, on the table in the outer hall, a palace lantern suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, and the mottled figures on the revolving lantern gradually began to move...

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Qinghe knew that he was dreaming, and he couldn't explain why, although the scenery in front of him was within reach, but he just felt unreal for no reason.

Hei Yao is also...

He looked up at the person who was squatting by the river to release the river lantern not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, only in his dream would Hei Yao squeeze in among a group of girls and children to do this.

He carried a palace lantern and walked slowly towards the river, wanting to call him back, even in a dream... just imagining the expression that Hei Yao might show after he was found doing such a thing, Qinghe couldn't bear it anymore I was about to laugh out loud.

Seeing that the person was only a few feet away from him, and suddenly there was darkness in front of his eyes, the cries of hawkers that were still ringing in his ears just now, the dazzling lantern show, and the little lanterns floating far away on the river all disappeared, Qinghe's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but lose his voice Shouted: "Hei Yao!"

"What's the matter?" Hei Yao was not in a deep sleep, but suddenly heard Qinghe screaming from the side, and immediately turned over to look at the young man beside him, stroking his brows and frowning.

Qinghe was also awakened by his own sound, opened his eyes in a daze, saw the young man in front of him, immediately put his arms around his waist, and said, "Hei Yao, I'm scared to death."

His voice was still a little hazy, but it sounded soft and cute, so Hei Yao stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said softly, "But what kind of nightmare did you have?"

"Well, yes..." Qinghe was about to tell him about the scene in the dream, but suddenly realized that he couldn't remember anything, he was at a loss for words, just stared at Hei Yao in a daze, and after a while he said dejectedly: "...forgot gone."

Hei Yao laughed softly, "Since it's a nightmare, if you forget it, forget it, don't worry about it."

Qinghe also felt that the dream must be bad, and it would be a good thing to forget it, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, "It woke you up too... shall we continue to sleep? It's still early."

The author has something to say: ——Little Theater——

Shu Er (frowned): Qinghe, there is obviously more than one bed in this upper room, why don't you sleep separately?

Qinghe (surprised): Yeah?Are you going to sleep separately?Hei Yao never told me about this. (Turning head) Hei Yao...

Hei Yao (cough): ...In the mortal world, people who are close to each other sleep together.

Qinghe (nodding): I see, Shu Er, shall we sleep together too?

Hei Yao (squinting eyes): Huh? !

Shu Er (turning his head): You don't have to look at me, Mr. Wolf, I won't agree, let alone disturb you.

———— PS: The author is going home on National Day, so I won’t update———