4000-year-old stone statue revived

Half an hour later, Tang Xiaoyu carried the "magic weapon" exchanged by 888 in his arms, looking cautiously as if he was carrying a newborn baby, his eyes were full of anticipation: "God, has the gravitational force changed?"

Ling Guang couldn't bear to lie to him, and he didn't want to lie, so he turned his head silently, pretending to be interested in the Maitreya Buddha mask next to him.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't look into it when he saw this, anyway, he was happy holding his 888.The two started to wander along the shopping street again. The first two rounds of "liar and big cheats" made it almost noon after a short walk. Ling Guang didn't need to eat, but Tang Xiaoyu couldn't.The candied haws had already been digested, and the remaining sweet and sour taste made him even more hungry, his eyes were shining like a hungry wolf looking for food.

Naturally, eating and snacks are indispensable for the lively gathering activities of human beings.They quickly found a food street, shuttled through the steaming white mist, held sausage bean cake croquettes in their hands, and served a cup of hot red bean mochi soup.

At the most lively time at noon, the performance of worshiping the gods began with the fragrance of rice.It is said that it is a sacrifice to the gods, but it is more performative than solemn.After all, this is just a lively gathering, not a grand ceremony in a temple.

Tang Xiaoyu held half a string of meatballs in his left hand, and dragged Ling Guang with his right hand, squeezing to the front of the crowd to watch.On the most spacious shopping street, teams dressed in colorful clothes go from east to west, led by colorful lions, followed by flags and banners, rituals and music, a variety of jugglers, interspersed with various gods and gods, the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, etc. , Taishang Laojun...

"Huh?" Tang Xiaoyu chewed the last ball: "Is that Sixiang?"

Ling Guang looked at the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, several people held up the low-quality figure in the air, showing it in all directions.

"I know, I know!" Beside the two of them, a seven or eight-year-old boy took his mother's hand and said braggingly, "It's Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu!"

"..." Ling Guang silently turned his face away: "It's so ugly."

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "It's too ugly!" Although he had never seen the real bodies of the other three gods, the glamorous appearance of his Suzaku was the same as the reddish-brown unknown paper ball he was holding. , the gap is tens of thousands of times larger than the difference between cloud and mud.

Anyway, it's also a big temple fair for the New Year, so we can't make it a little more beautiful!Let the parties see what they think!

After complaining about the god-worshiping performance, the two walked west for half a street, and officially entered the shopping process.There are dozens of red paper Spring Festival couplets, lanterns and firecrackers are indispensable, and there are so many kinds of pastries and nuts that the dreadful variety is placed on the stalls densely, like locusts overwhelming the city.Ling Guang, who came here as a coolie, quickly hung several plastic bags on his hands, like a tree with luxuriant branches.

"Is it okay?" Tang Xiaoyu realized his conscience after half of the shopping, and whispered to Ling Guang, who had no time left: "No, let's teleport to the toilet first."

This kind of load is not a big deal to Ling Guang, but the appearance of returning home with a full harvest is not suitable for squeezing around in the crowd. He tilted his head and thought about his words: "...how can a man say no?"

Tang Xiaoyu glanced at him messily, and said angrily, "Use my memory again and beat him to death."

All in all, they still teleported back to the museum to clear a wave of goods, and then continued to browse.

Except for lanterns, firecrackers and pastries and nuts, the rest of the New Year's goods are some freshly slaughtered chicken, duck and fish. These things have a strong smell, and they are all sold in a small square at the end of the temple fair.The two happened to have such a short distance to go shopping, so they simply decided to go shopping to the end and go home after shopping.

Near the sales point of fresh food, tourists are gradually replaced by young people to middle-aged and elderly people.Young men like Tang Xiaoyu don't come here often, and it's even rarer to rush up to grab sausages from the aunts.Looking at the noisy crowd, Ling Guang stood behind and did not dare to pass, just waiting to be a coolie to carry things.

Tang Xiaoyu lingered in the crowd for a while, then slipped out two bags of vermilion sausages, ran up to Ling Guang and was about to hand them to him, when he suddenly thought of something, smiled and leaned on him: "The color of these sausages is quite similar to yours." Well done!"

Ling Guang raised his hand and slapped his head lightly: "No matter how poor you are, you can carry it yourself."

"Don't, don't!" Tang Xiaoyu gave in immediately, and offered the heavy burden with a smile.

Just as the two were interacting vigorously, there was a commotion not far away. It is not very strange to have a commotion at a noisy temple fair. The strange thing is that the main body of this commotion is all young girls.The sharp high-decibel scream pierced through the human wall, attracting curious aunts in the distance to stop and look around. For a few seconds, the whole shopping street seemed to be attracted by something, and everyone's eyes were directed there.

Before Tang Xiaoyu could react, a certain MV suddenly started to play on the super-large display there. The punk style resounded through the shopping street, and the vibration was so loud that his heartbeat swayed accordingly.The screams came and went again, he stabilized his mind, looked carefully, and found that the handsome guy with exaggerated movements on the screen was——

"Chongming! Chongming! Chongming!"

"Chongming! Ahhh Chongming!"

How popular is Chongming?A question mark popped up in Tang Xiaoyu's mind, and he was about to find out, but he found that the crowd behind him was crazy, and the group of aunts also rushed forward like crazy, squeezing straight towards the stage under the display screen.He was like a rootless duckweed in the crowd, with nothing to do but to be involved.He struggled and dived a few times, found half of Ling Guang's sleeve, and quickly grabbed it, and the two duckweeds drifted into the main channel of the river with a trace of helplessness.

A few minutes later, Tang Xiaoyu found himself "floating" not far from the stage, crowded with people shoulder to shoulder, surrounded by girls with excited expressions, and many people were holding support cards.He let out a long breath, turned to Ling Guang and asked, "Is my sausage okay?"

Ling Guang gave an ambiguous answer: "Maybe."

What is maybe!Tang Xiaoyu opened a little distance in anger, looking down for his sausage.This action aroused the dissatisfaction of the girls around, and several of them turned their heads to stare at him at the same time, as if he was an apprentice who took the opportunity to take advantage of the girls.

The next second, those girls gasped and screamed, "Ahhh Chongming!"

Ling Guang: "..."

Tang Xiaoyu's reaction was half a beat slow: "Eh? He doesn't..."

The words of refutation were submerged in more exaggerated screams, and the whole scene spread like radiation. Hundreds of people turned their heads and looked around.

Tang Xiaoyu quickly grabbed Ling Guang, and tried to stop the fans from all directions: "He is not!!! Calm down!!!"

However, his personal voice has no effect in it, and the two are quickly overwhelmed and are about to face the risk of drowning.Tang Xiaoyu almost lost Ling Guang's arm several times. In desperation, he shouted loudly: "Chongming is not that short!!!"

His voice is the most conspicuous difference between Ling Guang and Chong Ming. Ling Guang is only three or two centimeters taller than him, while Chong Ming is half a head taller than him. His height is close to 1.9 meters five. Standing among ordinary people, he is absolutely outstanding. .

I don't know if this voice happened to be on the spot, and the voice drifted into the ears of the few fans who got closer. These fans were probably old fans. They quickly figured out that this was indeed the case, and finally slowed down. Stand still slowly.

Tang Xiaoyu was so tossed that he just wanted to kneel down and call his mother, begging fans to let him go.

Several old fans who wanted to understand looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of embarrassment in each other's eyes, but they were not to blame, the two were indeed alike, especially in this day and age, men with waist-length hair were really rare.

Someone looked at Ling Guang straight away, and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it because of plastic surgery to imitate Chong Ming..."

Your sister, who is imitating who?Tang Xiaoyu couldn't complain.

At this moment, there was finally movement on the stage. The tall handsome punk guy with an electric guitar on his back jumped out smartly, and strummed a few chords. pain.

The fans didn't care about it at all, and rushed forward in the face of the breaking gong that came immediately.

Tang Xiaoyu leaned against Ling Guang silently, stepped back to the open space step by step, turned his head, and saw Ling Guang's gloomy pot-bottomed face.

"Heavy, bright, no, then, what, short?"

Shenjun, who was slandered for his height, was very angry.

"Ahahahahahaha..." Tang Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly, his eyes rolled cunningly, and he stuck out his salty pig's mouth for the second time: "The height is about the same, so it's convenient for kissing!"

Shenjun's big and beautiful hand thumped on his head.

The duo who returned with a full load of goods for the New Year finally embarked on their return journey.The New Year's goods were almost spread out on the floor of the attic, and a small part of Tang Xiaoyu planned to stay here to let Lingguang and the others have a lively New Year's Eve. Most of the things had to be moved home and turned over to his mother.While tidying up, they obstructed Xiezhi's ubiquitous stealing food, and they were so busy until sunset that they finally finished the distribution.

Feng Shisan happened to push the door back and came back with a bag in her hand. The bag was opaque black, and it was impossible to tell what was inside from the outside.He saw the New Year's goods piled up like a mound, and said pleasantly: "Hey, Mr. Tang bought it for you?"

"Well, yes." Tang Xiaoyu turned to the smaller pile and said, "This pile belongs to you, happy new year!"

"Okay, okay, happy new year." Feng Shisan went over to check with great interest, suddenly remembered something, stood up again, and hid the bag of things in the storage cabinet with cunning movements.

Tang Xiaoyu looked at him curiously, and seeing that he didn't intend to explain, he didn't ask any questions.

Ling Guang was also looking around, with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he had guessed something.But he also didn't make a sound, just glanced at the storage cabinet, turned around and picked up the rest of the New Year's goods: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Oh good!" Tang Xiaoyu grabbed his small bag and climbed up to Lingguang's arms. A white light flashed, and the two of them appeared in the hiding place they usually used for teleportation, only [-] meters away from the corridor of Tang Xiaoyu's house.

It is good to have divine power!Tang Xiaoyu was so happy that his face blossomed into a smile, and symbolically helped Ling Guang carry a bag of dried fruit, softly and coquettishly: "My God, please be merciful and send me upstairs?"