Host, You're Targeted

There are large white clouds floating in the blue sky. Flocks of birds pass under the clouds. The black wings are stained with white clouds and draw a line in the sky.

Yanhuai took the sleeve of Tingyuan's robe and went from his front to his back, finishing the collar of the robe for him.

The sleeves of the robe were very wide. Yan Huai smoothed the folds of the cuffs for Tingyuan, and then put them into the sleeves and held his hands.

There are no buildings near the square. The wind makes Tingyuan's hands cold.

Yanhuai pinches Tingyuan's hand and clasps his ten fingers under the cover of his wide cuff.

A little bit of heat spread from Yan Huai's skin to Tingyuan's hand. He lowered his head and asked Tingyuan, "do you know why I brought you here?"

Tingyuan shook his head. Of course, he didn't know.

What are you going to do next?

It's not a ceremony, is it?

TingYang on one side walked away with a sword in his arms. He automatically stepped back a few steps and walked around with wide eyes.

Yanhuai leaned forward and bowed his head against the forehead of Tingyuan.

This month, Tingyuan's height has risen a lot.

Yan Huai watched him change little by little and grow tall little by little. It was like raising a child foster husband.

"It's a rite of passage."

Yan Huai looked down at him. The cunning and indifference hidden in the corner of his eyes slipped down and was filtered by the eyelashes like a fan, and only tenderness was given to Tingyuan.

"Rite of passage?" Tingyuan asked.

Yan Huai explained in a low voice: "when you are 100 years old, you will completely change from a child to a teenager. After a teenager, your body will become more and more mature until you become an adult. We have the custom of holding adult rituals in Qingqiu, but for various reasons in the main town, the custom of gathering people for large-scale adult ceremonies has been cancelled, and only the border side still remains. "

Even if Tingyuan was a fool, he also knew that Yan Huai had brought him here to give him a rite of passage!

"You are my little schoolboy. You are tied up at home. You can't hold a ceremony for you in a big way, so I just brought you here." Yan Huai bumped his forehead once, soft voice asks, "not angry?"

It's too late for Tingyuan to be happy! How can you be angry?

"No, no!" Tingyuan opened his hand and hugged Yan Huai and patted him on the back, "thank you, young master! Young master, I'm very happy that you can bring me here for the rite of passage

Yanhuai bent down to put his arm around his shoulder and gently held him back.

A white bearded old man in blue and white totem plain clothes came out of the square. TingYang knew him. He was the elder who presided over a large ceremony on the border of Qingqiu.

With a cane in his hand, the elder walked slowly to the center of the square.

The man behind the elder carried a large round basin of sapphire blue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is our adult etiquette." The elder clubbed a crutch, "the adult fox clan all got the ribbon and the splendid clothing, now, carries on the adult ceremony the last item, the bundle hair."

To pull up 3000 green silk means to fade childishness and move towards maturity.

Tingyuan saw that some people had already begun to queue up and were ready to go.

"Wait a minute."

Yanhuai took Tingyuan and tied the rope with high horse tail on his head. Next, he inserted his five fingers into his hair and combed his head with his fingers.

After finishing this, Yanhuai took the sword from TingYang's hand and cut a small part of his hair from Tingyuan's chest and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

"Mine."