I, Jingliu, the Fatui Executor

"Wake up, wake up."

In the morning, Paimeng shook Ying who was still sleeping to wake her up.

Watching Ying slowly open her eyes, Paimeng said excitedly:

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, today is the Flower God's Birthday Festival!"

"Hmm~ Flower God's Birthday Festival..." Ying slowly sat up from the bed and rubbed her slightly sleepy eyes.

"I remember we have to go to Dazaba to sing in the evening. Shouldn't we seize the time to practice now?"

"Oh, why practice? I think you sing very well, just like the sound of nature."

"So there is no need to practice. Let's have a good time during the Flower God Festival!" Paimon flattered Ying first, and then told her purpose.

"Yes, yes, after all, it's not you who sings, so you can have so much fun, right?" Ying rolled her eyes at Paimon.

"Hehe." Paimon touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

"But..." Looking at Paimon's appearance, Ying paused and smiled:

"I think you are right. After all, it is also the annual Flower God Festival. Of course, we have to have a good time."

After that, Ying touched Paimon's head.

"Great." Paimon shouted happily, and then he couldn't wait.

"Then let's wash up quickly and get ready to go out."

"Okay." Ying nodded, without saying much, got out of bed and walked towards the sink.

Ying looked at herself reflected in the mirror in front of the sink, and felt a sense of déjà vu in her heart, as if she had experienced such scenes countless times.

But how could it be possible? She just checked into this hotel last night, how could she feel familiar?

But there was an intuition in her heart that kept reminding herself that if she continued like this, it seemed that something very terrible would happen.

Ying almost trusted her intuition very much. After all, this intuition helped her a lot during the adventure.

But for this time... Ying could only think that she thought too much. After all, there were no signs, and she was still in Xumi City, and Jingliu was also here.

With Jingliu here, how could Xumi City have any problems?

"Huh? Why is there a sticker here?"

There was a fruit sticker on the lower left side of the mirror in front of the sink.

"I don't know, maybe it was left by a child of a resident."

"That's right." Ying nodded, without thinking much. After all, it is normal for naughty children to stick stickers everywhere.

However, this also proves that the service of this hotel is not very good. I don’t know if the things left by the previous guests are still here.

It seems that I have to change a hotel tonight. Ying thought to herself.

"Let's go."

After washing, Ying tore off the fruit stickers and threw them into the trash can beside her.

"Okay, hurry up, I can't wait to try the limited delicacies during the Flower God Festival!" Paimon pulled Ying, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Be careful not to eat too much, or you won't be able to fly." Ying looked at Paimon unhappily.

"Oh, no. Anyway, the Flower God Festival only lasts [one day], just [one day], nothing will happen." Paimon patted his belly, looking indifferent.

"Hmm... But I do feel that flying is a bit strenuous... Hmm... It seems that I can only eat less..."

Paimon said after flying around Ying.

"You also know to eat less." Ying snorted coldly and walked towards the door, ready to leave.

Looking at Ying's back, Paimon's eyes slowly turned golden. Then he picked up the fruit stickers in the trash can and pasted them in the middle of the mirror, and seemed to mutter something:

"Failed again... What kind of plane is Jingliu making..."

Fortunately, it did not cause any harm to Ying, but there was just some confusion in her memory...

...

"This, this, this, this, and that, I want them all!" Paimon looked at the dazzling array of delicacies on the street, his eyes shining, touched the saliva left by the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ying with expectation.

"Didn't you say to eat less?" Ying looked at Paimon helplessly, but still went to pay the bill obediently.

"Two."

"Hey, let's save this sentence for tomorrow." Paimon touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly. He reached out to take the food and smelled the

The aroma, can't wait to take a bite.

But...

The next second, Paimeng spit it out.

"Ahem, what is that?"

"What do you mean?" Seeing Paimeng's appearance, the stall owner's expression instantly turned cold, thinking that the two were here to make trouble.

During the Flower God Festival, no stall owner would make trouble, and everything was made of the best ingredients. Although everyone has different tastes, how could it be possible to spit it out as soon as it enters the mouth?

Isn't it obvious that they are here to make trouble?

"Isn't it right? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Looking at the stall owner's appearance, Ying hurriedly pulled Paimeng to apologize, and then hurried away.

...

"Paimeng! What are you doing?" After getting rid of the murderous eyes of the stall owner, Ying looked at Paimeng a little angrily.

"I... I... I don't know, it smells very delicious, but after entering the mouth, I instantly feel nauseous..." Paimeng pointed his fingers, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Oh, forget it." Ying looked at Paimeng's appearance and couldn't bear to scold her.

"Don't do this next time. Even if you want to vomit, you can't vomit in front of the stall owner. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah."

"Oh." Ying looked at Paimeng's appearance and sighed helplessly. Then he looked at the food in his hand and took a bite.

Then...

"Ugh..." Ying vomited the food in an instant.

"No... what the hell is this..." Ying looked at the delicious food in his hand, and felt a little nauseous in his heart...

"It smells good, and it tastes good when it's eaten, but I just feel nauseous in my heart..."

"It's like... it's like..."

"It's like eating hundreds of them in one breath..." Paimeng said what he thought.

"Yes..." Ying nodded, but her heart was full of doubts...

The food is a limited edition of the Flower God's Birthday Festival, and it is only sold on the day of the Flower God's Birthday Festival every year. It is impossible for me to have eaten it...

"Ying... Why do I feel that this Flower God's Birthday Festival... is full of weirdness..." Paimon thought about it and hid in Ying's arms with some fear.

Ying heard it and recalled the experience from getting up to now, with a solemn expression.

Whether it is the mirror on the washstand, stickers, or food, or even every corner of the streets in Xumi City, it is full of a familiar feeling...

It's as if... it's not the [first time] to participate in the Flower God's Birthday Festival...

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