Denghuaxiao

Chapter 218 Flying Birds
The red boat competed for the bid and hit the golden pin. Pei Yunying did not choose the beautiful flowers on the golden plate. Instead, he picked a wild flower from the grass of the water shed. This move was surprising.

But although it is unexpected, it is not unreasonable.

After all, Hong Zhou was competing for the bid today, and he was not among the racing sergeants.

After getting this wild flower, Pei Yunying retreated to the small building. The little disturbance in this game soon passed. The golden boat was hung up again, and the other red boats competed for bids again.

But with Zhu Yu in front of me just now, looking at the competition now, I feel that it is a little less fun and not as exciting as before.

The music officials on the flower boat played in the water, sang and danced, and amid the lively singing, Lu Shun sat with his eyebrows lowered, slightly lost in thought for a while.

Pei Yunying chose a hibiscus.

That night, she thought she and Pei Yunying had made it clear.

Lu Yan raised his hand and brushed his fingertips through his hair. The hibiscus flower hairpin inserted diagonally in the bun was cold.

She retracted her hand and her expression became calm again.

Everyone in the banquet was buzzing with excitement. After all the performances in the Water Palace were completed, all the dozens of tiger-head boats and flying fish boats on the Chang'an Pond were rowed away, leaving only a few of the most gorgeous and exquisite dragon boats for the guests to enjoy.

Then the armies presented hundreds of plays.

Dozens of people were playing drums, and to the music of "Sudden Mountain Stream", lion and leopard dancers entered the stage, fluttering flags, doing somersaults, and forming a moon formation. Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, and the soldiers separated.

There was a burst of "Okay" during the dinner!
Lin Danqing couldn't help clapping: "It's so beautiful!"

Everyone at the Changle Pond was excited. Lu Zhuo was sitting in the banquet, and he was also watching seriously. Faintly, he suddenly felt that there was a line of sight falling on him, so he raised his head and met the eyes of the young man looking over from the Shenbao Tower.

When their eyes met, he paused slightly, quickly turned his head and looked away.

After the duel, the disciples of the princes from various classes presented themselves with horses, riding in the open road, shooting with raised hands, shooting with closed hands, flying immortals and binding horses... it was dazzling.

Then there are the girls in the Miao Court performing arts, and the men in fancy dress performing fencing...

Everyone watched and cheered until the show was over and it was already afternoon.

The auspicious time has arrived and the festival is about to begin.

On the high-rise building, the emperor, who was already looking slightly tired, saw the drummer sergeant playing drums, and accompanied by the ceremonial guards, he came to Tianzhang Terrace.

Lu Zhuo followed hundreds of officials and stood at the foot of the altar.

"Book of Rites and Music" says: "Great music is in harmony with heaven and earth, and great rituals are in harmony with heaven and earth."

When the late emperor was still alive, it was very grand to hold personal sacrifices every three years. After Emperor Liang Ming succeeded to the throne, the personal sacrifices were changed to once every five years.

This year was not supposed to be the Dali Festival. However, due to the military rebellion in Qishui and the locust plague in southern Jiangsu, the people were miserable. The censors came to report one after another, and Emperor Liang Ming opened an altar to pray for the world.

All the legal and ceremonial guards are ready, and the Grand Historic Bureau has inspected and engraved the details. All the officials were wearing formal ceremonial uniforms and holding sceptres, and the guards in full uniform were surrounding them.

The emperor wore imperial robes and a crown on his head and ascended the three-story high altar.

The officials of the ceremony played music, and the dancers beat the bronze cymbals and ring rings. The emperor ascended the altar, bowed to all sides, knelt down, and offered wine.

Descend the gods, rise and fall of the emperor, lay jade coins, offer gifts, drink wine, drink blessings, sub-offering, final offering, send off to the gods...

Offerings, coins and silk were sprinkled on the altar from the unitary steps.

All the sacrificial objects were put into the furnace and burned. After enjoying it, give a salute and then the ceremony is over.

From the beginning to the end of the ceremony, it lasted three hours. When it ended, it was completely dark.

It was the first time for Lu Yan to participate in a palace ceremony. He hadn't noticed anything yet, but the older medical officer beside him couldn't help but look embarrassed. Chang Jin even secretly rubbed his knees when no one was paying attention.

Looking at the officials, except for the princes and princes standing at the front, the ministers hiding behind all looked a little reluctant.

The same was true for Emperor Liang Ming.

The emperor was not in good health, so it was not easy for him to hold on for three hours to complete the ceremony. After the ceremony, he went to the Changle Pond to board the dragon boat to rest for a while. The Nuo Ceremony would begin around Haishi, and fireworks would be set off in the imperial city.

During the period between the end of the ceremony and the beginning of the Nuo ceremony, officials can also take a short break at the long banquet.

Everyone then went back to the Changle Pond to have a banquet.

Pei Yunying followed Emperor Liang Ming to board the dragon boat. The queen and the queen mother were resting in the boat. When they saw him boarding the boat, they explained the next Nuo ceremony before Pei Yunying left.

He first went to the imperial guards and walked around, then returned to the Changle Pool. The atmosphere was lively at the table. Lin Danqing was talking to Chang Jin with his head tilted, and there was no shadow of Lu Zhu next to him.

He glanced around and didn't see Lu Zhuo anywhere.

However, Lin Danqing saw him coming and greeted him: "Why is Commander Pei here?"

Pei Yunying glanced at the table and asked, "Isn't Lu Chen here?"

Lin Danqing was startled for a moment, "Hey, were you still here just now?"

"Maybe she was called away by someone else." Lin Danqing turned around, "I told her that the Nuo ceremony will start in an hour, and she will probably be back soon."

Pei Yunying frowned.

"Dianshuai Pei has something to do with her?"

He shook his head and was about to speak when the other princes called him, so he turned and left without saying anything.

……

The hustle and bustle of the crowd gradually faded away, and further away in the Changle Pond, several palace servants came out of the courtyard, and the warehouse became quiet.

The warehouse is filled with large and small piles of masks and hair, wolf fangs, fireworks, and skeleton puppets. In the middle is a huge puppet with golden eyes and white face, wearing a brocade apron, which is as tall as a person. It is extremely heavy and is packed together. It looks very impressive on the wooden board with wheels.

This is the tool that Nuo Yi will use later.

Because the tools are complicated and large and small are piled up in one place, it looks a bit messy. At a glance, it is not easy to find people.

There has been no large-scale Nuo ceremony in the palace for several years, and the tools are all temporarily prepared by the Ministry of Rites. The craftsmen responsible for the Nuo ceremony are not in-house musicians, and the guard here is even looser.

But in the gloomy silence, human voices suddenly sounded.

"Where are the things?" In the warehouse, Qi Yutai stretched out a hand towards Lu Ye.

He had been looking forward to today since last night. Unfortunately, today was first the military drama and then the Tianzhang Altar Ceremony. In full view of everyone, he could not find a chance to come to Lu Yun at all. Although his father was far away from him, he secretly asked Qi Huaying to keep an eye on him in case something unexpected happened to him. Even when he came out to see Lu Yan at this moment, it was just under the pretense of going to the toilet.

Lu Chen was silent and took out a paper bag from his sleeve.

Qi Yutai couldn't wait to take it and was about to open it when he suddenly remembered something and quickly looked around. There was no sound in the warehouse. The palace maid just went out to move things.

Only then did he feel relieved and looked at Lu Chen with praise: "You are good at choosing a place."

There were people everywhere around the Changle Pond, and palace people were passing by everywhere. He was still thinking about how to avoid people's attention. After all, the people in the palace were all human beings. If something was wrong, they might cause trouble, especially the third prince's people.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of someone outside. Qi Yutai was startled. In front of him was the "evil god of plague" with golden eyes and white face. Lu Zhuo, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed him and buried him. The figure of the tall puppet covered the two of them. The two young eunuchs were talking about something outside the door. After a while, their voices gradually became fainter.

Qi Yutai breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, my heart became anxious again.

People pass by from time to time, which is really unsettling, but once you reach the Changle Pond, it is difficult to find another place that is more suitable for submission. If you go further, you will encounter the Royal Guards.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Tong groped for the belly of the puppet in front of him, pulled it hard, and then, a small door popped open.

The middle of the puppet is actually hollow.

Lu Yan said: "You go in."

Qi Yutai frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Someone can come in at any time outside the door, and it's not safe to hide here. It's better to hide in the belly of the puppet."

She said: "The Nuo Ceremony begins in Haishi, and about an hour later, a ritual officer will come here. If Mr. Qi takes all the medicine in a tea room, and the effect of the medicine disappears, even if he is discovered by others, he can pretend that he went astray. When you reach this point, no one will notice you.”

This is just a place to store Nuo ritual tools. Your Majesty hates Nuo rituals now. If it weren't for the locust plague in southern Jiangsu, he would not have specially arranged a gift. Naturally, he would not take it seriously if he ignored it. Therefore, it is not heavily guarded. Even if someone notices it, he can leave. Being sidetracked is not a big mistake.

As long as no one notices while taking the medicine, it's fine.

Qi Yutai knew how dangerous this move was, but for some reason, he felt a little nervous and excited.

He stared at Lu Yan. The fragrant and fragrant fragrance of the woman's body made him feel uneasy for a moment. Before he could take it away, he felt faintly warm.

Qi Yutai stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Huo's chin: "You are indeed very brave. I wonder if you are equally brave in other places?"

The frivolous and suggestive words fell on the woman's ears. Lu Zhuo's expression did not change and he only reminded: "Young Master Qi had better hurry up."

There were faint voices outside the door. Qi Yutai retracted his hand reluctantly, opened the puppet door, and got into his belly.

As soon as I got in, I found that the belly of this doll was quite spacious, just enough for a general to sit in it. Qi Yutai took out a silver pot in his arms, which he had just taken from the table. He drank it with wine and became a hundred times happier.

He sat curled up inside, cramped on all sides. There was a slight crack just below his line of sight, just enough to let in a little light from the outside. He didn't know what the crack was for. After looking at it for a while, he still felt uneasy, so he turned to ask Lu Zhuo : "Is it really safe here?"

Lu Zhuo nodded: "As long as Mr. Qi stays here before the medicine wears off, it should be safe for an hour."

Qi Yutai thought for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of the medicine powder. He had refused to take the medicine powder for several days. At this moment, even though he knew there was a pit of fire ahead, he still wanted to enjoy it first.

"I'm sorry you don't dare either." He snorted softly.

"May your son be happy."

After Lu Yan finished speaking, he stood up.

The door was closed, and everything was quiet. Only the light coming from the crack shone into the belly of the puppet. Without further ado, Qi Yutai couldn't wait to open the paper package, took a deep sniff, and his expression was suddenly intoxicated.

He was so immersed in the long-lost happiness that he never noticed the sight behind him.

"Click——"

There was a very slight sound in the warehouse.

Qi Yutai didn't notice.

……

When Lu Chen returned to the Changlechi banquet, Lin Danqing was looking for her everywhere.

"Where have you been?" she asked, "I looked around and couldn't find you."

"I got lost when I came back from going to the cleansing room. I asked the palace maid before walking back."

Lin Danqing suddenly realized: "You don't often enter the palace, so it's normal for you not to know the way." He added, "Dian Shuai Pei came to see you just now."

Lu Tong was startled: "What do you want from me?"

"I don't know." Lin Danqing shook his head, "He left when he saw you weren't here."

Lu Yan was silent.

Just as he was talking, the sound of music gradually came from further away in the Chang Orchestra Pond.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Lin Danqing turned his head and looked over, "The Nuo ceremony is about to begin. Speaking of which, I was really worried that you would delay the time and miss the start of the Nuo ceremony. Doctor Chang would turn around and punish you again."

Lu Chen smiled: "No."

"Didn't you tell me that this year's Nuo ceremony will be advanced an hour and will start at Xu Shi?"

She smiled slightly: "I calculated the time."

In the imperial city of Shengjing, there has been no Nuo sacrifice ceremony for many years.

This year, due to the locust plague, the National Nuo Festival was held again, and the imperial city's marriage officials and religious leaders felt in a hurry. Lin Danqing has a wide network of contacts, and when he was on duty at the Medical Officer's Hospital, he heard from people in the Jiaofang that this year's Nuo ceremony would start an hour earlier.

The most important thing about the Tianzhangtai Festival is the festival. You cannot make a wrong step. All the kings enjoyed the show together, but as for the Nuo ceremony, the officials paid little attention to it.

After all, this is the last part of today, so I won’t remember this moment specially.

Lin Danqing got the advance news and turned around to tell Lu Chen about the matter. He also discussed with Lu Chen: "Since it has to be brought forward, is there a new way to perform Nuo sacrifices?"

Lu Zhuo shook his head and said he didn't know.

She sighed: "There's no point in coming up with new tricks. If you're interested in doing this, it would be more practical to dispatch medical officers to southern Jiangsu for disaster relief."

The sound of the salute outside disrupted Lu Yan's thoughts. On the other side, not far from the long table, Qi Huaying looked at the empty seat next to him, a trace of anxiety flashed across his brows.

"You haven't found your brother yet?" She lowered her voice and asked the servant next to her.

The servant shook his head.

"Oops."

Qi Huaying was secretly worried.

Before burning the incense, Qi Yutai said that he needed to go to the toilet, stood up and left the table. He disappeared after that and has not come back until now.

There are guards everywhere around Changle Pond, so there is no danger. But Qi Huaying always felt uneasy.

Before leaving, his father repeatedly warned Qi Yutai that his epilepsy might relapse at any time and that he should not leave her.

If epilepsy occurs suddenly somewhere...

"Did you tell your father about this?" Qi Huaying asked.

The servant is in trouble: "The Nuo sacrifice is about to begin, and the Grand Master has already gone to the marriage officer..."

The crowd was noisy in the distance, and Qi Huaying's heart sank.

It seems that the only hope is that Qi Yutai just left the meeting temporarily and did not return.

If you do get sick, hopefully no one will notice.

……

In the warehouse, the oil lamp was dimly visible.

The puppets stand quietly amid the masks, incense and candles all over the floor.

Qi Yutai hid among the puppets, like a rat hiding in the dark, gnawing at the remains of food in the darkness. No, not a rat.

It should be a bird.

A fluttering bird facing the blue clouds.

He didn't know whether it was because he hadn't taken the powder for a few days, or because the wine in the silver pot at the banquet was too sweet. As soon as he took the powder and wine into his mouth, he felt a long-lost pleasure. Different from the medicine powder that Lu Zhen brought to him before when he came to visit, this one is just like the real cold food powder, hot, scorching, and ecstatic. But there is no desperate and suffocating stagflation.

There is only joy.

The darkness and narrowness around him did not make him feel cramped. The place seemed to have become a safe birdcage, a birdcage made of gold and silver, filled with food and water.

Although this birdcage makes the bird lose its freedom, the gorgeous cage also provides comfort that wild birds in the forest will never experience.

He feels safe.

It's really safe here.

It started during the Nuo ceremony. He was not interested in the Nuo ceremony in the past, and his father only mentioned that there should be no mistakes in the ceremony. Only today did he realize that the Nuo ceremony turned out to be such a good thing.

He thought happily in the carnival and disgrace, if only there would be more locust plagues, floods, droughts or other disasters like this in Daliang.

In this way, Your Majesty can get rid of Nuo every year, and he can be ecstatic again and again.

Qi Yu showed a satisfied smile on the table, and felt that her whole body became light and airy. The bird flapped its wings and flew unsteadily into the sky among the clouds. He closed his eyes comfortably, and the silver pot in his hand slipped and hit the puppet. It made a very slight sound, which was quickly drowned out by the voices outside.

"This thing is quite heavy." said the instrument officer dragging the puppet.

The puppet with a white face and golden eyes has horns on its head and fangs sticking out of its mouth, giving it a terrifying appearance. The wheels under the wooden board were rolling, but even so, it was not easy to pull.

"Why don't you get in and take a look?" another person asked.

"I don't want to be unlucky."

The speaking official turned his eyes away in disgust, fearing that the puppet would get half of his robes stained, so he said: "Bad luck!"

Craftsmen in twos and threes filed in and carried away a bunch of mask oil paper from the warehouse.

The leading ceremonial officer urged the people dragging the puppets: "The Nuo ceremony is about to begin. Send the things up quickly."

……

Beside the Changle Pond, flames suddenly burst into flames.

In the clouds of green smoke, a group of people wearing masks gradually appeared.

This group of people wore embroidered colorful clothes, held golden spears and dragon flags, and drums were playing. Hundreds of children wrapped their heads in red scarves, holding waving drums and singing:
"The armor is a bad food. The stomach is a tiger.

Xiongbo eats magic. Teng Jianshi is unlucky.

Take all the blame for food. Birch eats dreams.

Qiang Liang and Zu Ming both died and became parasitic by eating.

Follow the food concept. Wrong fasting.

Qiongqi and Tenggen eat Gu together.

Wherever the twelve gods chase evil spirits.

Held your body, pulled your stems, cut off your flesh, pulled out your lungs and intestines.

Don't go in a hurry, the latter is food. "

This is a Nuo song.

Twelve ghost-faced priests danced the Nuo dance, surrounded by a puppet as tall as one person.

The puppet is extremely ugly, with a white face, golden eyes, and sharp fangs.

Lin Danqing stared: "This is..."

"God of Plague." Lu Yan said.

Lin Danqing was surprised: "I have never seen this thing before in Nuo Li. This is the first time I have seen it." She asked Lu Shu curiously: "But sister Lu, isn't this your first time attending a grand ceremony? How do you recognize this thing?"

"It looks like in the book."

Lin Danqing did not doubt that he was there, nodded and continued to watch the Nuo dance in the distance.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes indifferently.

She has seen the plague god.

In the year of the great epidemic in Changwu County, neighbors fell ill one after another, and the whole Changwu County was filled with lifelessness. The county magistrate was ill and went to the doctor urgently. He asked his aunt from the mountain to cure him of the plague. At that time, her parents, brothers and sisters were all too sick to get out of bed. She walked a long way and saw her great-aunt's ritual to get rid of the plague.

My great-aunt from a poor small county didn't know any "nuo rituals" and she didn't have a band wizard. A stage was hastily set up, and one person wore a mask with a white face and golden eyes. One person holding a stick can dispel the plague.

When she was young, she looked at the long and weird singing voice from her aunt's mouth and asked the aunt next door: "What's that with the mask?"

The aunt told her: "That is the god of plague. If my aunt drives it away, the disease will be gone."

God of Plague.

Lu Zhuo nodded as if he didn't understand, and said silently in his heart:
I need to drive him away.

Must be driven away.

Drive away, parents, brothers and sisters, and they will be fine.

The crowd suddenly let out another exclamation. Lu Yan raised his eyes and surrounded the Nuo dance in the middle. The dancer blew out fireworks from his mouth.

Lu Zhen looked calm.

Where Lin Danqing was on duty, there were people from the Imperial City Jiaofang.

A few days ago, she went back to the medical hospital to pack things and delivered medicine to Lin Danqing once. She happened to see the music officials delivering the "God of Plague" at the entrance of the classroom.

"Be careful, don't break it! This is the protagonist of this year's exorcism!"

After the leading music officer scolded his servants, he turned around and took the medicine list from Lu Zhuo's hand.

Lu Chen smiled.

It must be the heavenly blessing of my family.

That will make everything go incredibly smoothly.

Gradually, while singing, another person slowly walked from back to front.

Xuan Yi Zhu Shang, wearing a bear skin, holding a spear and a shield. The thick bear skin pressed against this man's body, making his thin and withered body look even more lonely, eerie and eerie in the long scented mist.

The music of Nuo dance suddenly became sharp.

The "protagonist" of exorcizing ghosts, Fang Xiangzi, was originally played by the master of the Jiaofang, but now he is played by Grand Master Qi Qing.

Grand Master is already very old, and his reputation as Deren is widely known. This year, when the locust plague occurred in southern Jiangsu, he took the initiative to donate family funds to help the victims, which attracted praise from the people.

Over the years, he also built bridges and roads. The poor people who benefited from his kindness were grateful for this. He pretended to be the "Fang Xiangzi" to cure the plague. This was his majesty's high regard for him.

When Lu Yun came to treat Qi Yutai, Qi Yutai often talked about it. He only said that this year, his father would pretend to be Fang Xiang, and he was very proud of his words.

Beside the Changle Pond, the fireworks were burning and the lights were as bright as day. In the curling green smoke, the Grand Master smiled gently. He was not like a general exorcising ghosts, but more like an immortal above Qingming, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, aloof.

He raised his sword.

Lin Danqing exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chen smiled slightly.

"Kill the Plague God."

Of course, the God of Plague, which everyone avoids and can bring disasters and plagues, must hit with one strike, and the murderous sword will drive away the plague ghost. The tall, solid puppet was hollow in the middle not to hide anything, but for the moment of blood when Fang Xiangzi's "sword" penetrated it.

The cheers of the crowd mixed with the ghostly chants, and the bumps finally awakened the person hiding in the belly of the puppet.

Qi Yutai had a sweet dream.

He dreamed that when he was still a child, it was his father's birthday.

My father has always loved birds. He caught a beautiful bird, cut off its wings, put it in a birdcage, and gave it to his father.

The father was very happy, picked him up lovingly, and praised him seriously.

Qi Yutai was so excited that he wanted to catch another bird and give it to his father, but he was shaken from behind.

Qi Yutai opened his eyes suddenly.

The surroundings were dark, and only a ray of light leaked into his eyes through the gap. There was noisy drum music in his ears, and with the strange music in his eyes, he was at a loss for a moment.

This is where?

But soon, he recalled that he secretly took the medicine powder in the warehouse where the masks were stored in Jiaofang Nuo Ceremony tonight.

He had a splitting headache and couldn't remember how long he had slept. He could only subconsciously put his eyes against the narrow slit of the doll and look towards the bright light outside.

He saw his father.

His father was wrapped in a bear skin, wearing black clothes and red clothes. In the blue smoke, he looked as tall as in his childhood dreams, with an expression that was both strange and familiar.

This is... Nuo ceremony?
But the Nuo ceremony didn't start at Chen's time. He took the powder until the medicine had lost all its effect, which was no more than a stick of incense. Why had the Nuo ceremony already started?
People wearing Nuo masks gathered around his father and prayed. Qi Yutai looked at it. His eyes passed over the shining silver sword in his father's hand, and his eyes suddenly widened!
He remembered what his father was going to do.

The last part of the Nuo ritual is to kill the God of Plague.

Fang Xiangshi will kill the god of plague with his sword and completely drive away the evil spirits.

Now, he has become the "God of Plague" and his father has become "Fang Xiangshi".

The father would kill him.

He can't stay here, he will die!

At this moment, regardless of what impact it would have, Qi Yutai subconsciously wanted to shout. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice had become extremely thin, making it difficult for people to detect it through the puppet.

Qi Yutai turned around and groped again, but his narrow belly suddenly became very large. He couldn't find the crack in the door, as if someone had closed it from the outside.

Somehow, he became a caged bird that could not escape or fly.

Qi Yutai had no way to escape, and was trembling all over. In fear, he beat all sides from the inside out, but the solid belly of the puppet seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness, and he could not see the end no matter what. The rapid drum beat drowned out everything, drowning out his desperate cries.

"Help--"

"Help--"

"Help--"

No one answered.

Qi Yutai put his eyes close to the gap. His father's face was very close. He tried his best to call his father's name and slapped him like crazy. His father looked at him with an indifferent smile, as if he were looking at a disgusting and disgusting epidemic ghost, looking at him. He came closer.

"Puch -" a sound.

The dancers wearing Nuo masks shouted, and they followed closely and pierced the long swords in their hands——

"Boom——"

A cluster of fireworks shot up into the night sky, red and white, and the salute rang out.

Above the head, colorful smoke suddenly exploded, and countless bright light spots dragged their long tails across the night sky, just like countless luminous birds, spreading their wings and falling from the sky.

The crowd burst into cheers.

"It's time to get rid of the plague ghost!"

"The plague god is gone!"

In the imperial city, the night sky was suddenly obscured by smoke and flames, and bright birds flew across everything. This joyful music was like New Year's Eve and New Year, attracting everyone in Shengjing to look around.

An old farmer in the tea garden of Mangming Township took a break from his farm work and looked towards the imperial city from a distance. The vendors on West Street were sitting under their tents, listening to the faint sound of salutes. In the southern medicine prescription, the medical workers who were sorting the herbs walked out of the medicine garden and looked up at the colorful flames falling above their heads.

The hawker pushing his stall downstairs begging for help was driven away, the young girl who had just been beaten in the brothel, the impoverished scholar who had lost his reputation and was immersed in books. He Xiu, Yan Erniang, Shen Fengying, Wu Youcai...

Everyone is watching the gorgeous fireworks in the imperial city.

The sound of firecrackers, cheers, and drums were mixed together. In the wild flames, there was a trace of red blood slowly flowing down the puppet's belly.

The musician who was the first to discover it shouted: "Ghosts! There are demons making trouble——"

The crowd suddenly became noisy.

The people behind didn’t know what was happening in front of them, but they were still looking up at the fireworks above their heads. The noise was mixed with screams, and chaos gradually formed beside the long orchestra pit.

The imperial guards were quick to rush to the dragon boat and escorted the emperor off the boat back to the palace. Pei Yunying drew his sword to protect Emperor Liang Ming and shouted sternly: "Protect your majesty, and those who offend will be punished!"

In the Happy Festival, blood flowed like a river. The red guards quickly covered the retreat of the royal people, and there was chaos around the Changle Pond. Pei Yunying ran among the crowd, his eyes passing over countless confused or panicked people, searching wildly.

Clusters of fireworks surged into the night sky like a tide, and he saw Lu Tong.

Lu Yan stood in the crowd.

There were figures running around in a hurry, but she was standing by the pool, looking up at the fireworks above her head.

The lights flickered and changed, and the flowing light and shadow fell on her face. The bright crimson color seemed to be splashed with blood. The woman stood in the warm and noisy place, watching seriously and fascinated, with a soft smile on her lips.

She smiled broadly.

Laughing and laughing, I burst into tears.

"The Ceremony of Nuo Rituals" - "Tokyo Dreams"