So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 63: Look at the lights

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Dongfeng night puts flowers and trees.

Dongfang, West Market, at the bottom of the corner eaves, far and near, all kinds of lanterns are hung.

The thin strips are bones, covered with silk yarn or tissue paper, and painted with flowers, birds, fish, insects, and landscape figures.

Some used their brains on the shape of the lantern, and some even put their idea on the candle, covering a hollow metal basket. The candlelight reflected the changeable silhouette on the silk paper. The idea was very clever, and there were pictures of ladies reflecting the grape racks. , There is also the silhouette of the beautiful woman in the moonlight of the lotus pond, which is vivid and robs of heaven.

Prosperity and prosperity, the Lantern Festival every year, is a place to contend for beauty.

Waving shoulders and heels in the street, waving sleeves like clouds.

On the eighth night of the first lunar month, when it is not the busiest time, on the fifteenth day of the fifteenth day, there will be teaching workshops to carry lamps and dances on the high platforms of the West Market. The car was fragrant all over the road, and Shixun’s children were hugged by the family and came to admire the lights.

"There are so many people in the capital?"

Chen He was surprised. Although the inn where he stayed temporarily was lively, it was far from crowded.

Under the shining lights, the streets were overcrowded. They could only lay a circle of spells around them. The gap was so small that it was hard to find if you didn't look closely. It just kept the people around you from getting on your body.

——But by doing this, the clothes cannot be kept!

Chen Hegang's upper body was wrinkled in a soft satin gown with dark pigment. He looked at himself heartbrokenly, and watched Shi Feng change his red clothes for an unprecedented time, and wore a bamboo-blue wide silk dress. , It seems that this bad luck has not been avoided.

Is it true that once I watched the lamp, my senior was worried that the clothes he used to practice the treasure would be squeezed out?

Chen He looked back frequently, and Shi Feng asked: "You don't look at the lights, what do I do?"

"Senior brother, this dress looks very nice." Chen He blinked, "It looks better than a lantern."

"...Look at your lights!"

"Oh."

Chen He turned his head and glanced at it again, thinking in his heart, it turns out that the senior brother wears other colors as well. The faint cyan, which is completely different from blushing, although not as dark as lacquer like red clothes, it can make the skin whiter.

Chen He touched his face, his expression dimmed.

When he was promoted to the Golden Core Stage, his condition was really not very good. Now he is not only thin, but also a little dark! No wonder brother dislikes it!

Chen He absent-mindedly looked at the lamp. How big a Northerner is, his height is a bit unsightly compared to that of his. Except for the high raised lights, the vendors on both sides of the street are selling nothing.

The rest is okay, the aroma of selling food wafts into the crowd for a while, which is really temptation.

Chen He subconsciously touched the storage bag, his face even more depressed.

Body, nothing, points, text!

Shi Feng was behind, watching the younger brother's face change, which was very interesting. He changed the red shirt because the street was too crowded, but he was definitely not afraid of the clothes being broken, but worried that the defensive power of the magic weapon would accidentally hurt passers-by.

This bamboo-blue dress is half old and not new.

If it hadn't been placed in the mustard seed magic weapon, it would have turned yellow long ago, probably like this for mortal silk clothes.

Shi Feng raised his sleeves and looked at the corners of his robe. He felt a little fascinated-this was what he bought when he left Daxue Mountain and traveled through Guanzhong. That year, he was also in the Golden Elixir period and returned home from thousands of miles away. The last look of the elderly parents. As a result, the parents avoided seeing each other first, and then brought a ten-year-old boy with him, saying that it was his cousin, but forced Shi Feng to take it away, and asked the immortal together.

The child is very clever and clever in front of people, but behind him is extremely vicious.

When I was young, I would report to the canthus. I smeared moss and oil stains on the ropes and steps of the well, almost causing a woman who was cleaning the courtyard to fall into the well and die.

Such a disposition, Shi Feng would not agree even if he had blood relatives.

Some people, smart since they were young, have used it on evil ways.

Where is Chen He like——

"Brother!"

Chen He's call made Shi Feng wake up,

"Brother, what is that?" Chen He was referring to a large copper pot that needs to be lifted by two talents. It is very eye-catching. The shopkeeper presses down the spout from time to time and rushes out a bowl of fragrant tea soup.

Chen He saw from a distance that there were not only walnuts, dried fruit, but also thick noodle soup in the bowl, which made him feel very strange when he had only drunk tea and water.

"It's Camellia oleifera, it's good to fill your stomach, are you hungry?" Shi Feng deliberately lowered his head.

Chen Hezhenyan, why are the monks who have not been hungry?

"I'm not hungry, so I want to gain some weight." Shi Feng said slowly, "However, I'm afraid that you can drink seven bowls a day and it won't help. Let's advance to Yuanying stage as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, his expression was faint, but in fact he stretched out his hand narrowly and compared Chen He's head—the junior was shorter than most of the men on the street! It was originally a teenager, so I can't blame it.

Chen He flushed.

Take a deep breath and adjust your breath, finally lowering the heat on your cheeks, Chen Heping turned his head to look at the lantern.

This is the place to guess lantern riddles. There are more than a dozen stalls, and people stop by.

It doesn’t matter whether you guess it right or not. It’s the delicate lanterns. Every time you guess the riddle, you have to pay a full amount of copper. This is not cheap. You can buy a big steamed bun for a penny. Most of the people gathered here are people with some wealth, and there are no lack of Shixun's children. There are family members around, and the crowded flow of people makes it more difficult to move forward.

Chen He casually took a look at these delicate palace lanterns to satisfy his curiosity.

He quickly found a stall selling ordinary lotus lanterns in the corner. The business was good, but the people who came to buy it were too weird. Dressed in strong clothes with weapons wrapped in coarse cloth behind, they are completely unlike ordinary people.

Chen He stopped for a while and found that there was a monk who came to buy the lamp.

The monk has to be smarter. For some reason, he has used the blindfold method, just like Shi Feng Chen He, not wearing cotton-padded coats and robes in winter is really eye-catching.

"That is the business of Dabaoguo Temple." Shi Feng saw Chen He staring at the stall in a daze, and explained briefly.

"The monk still sells lamps?"

"No, this is—the entrance fee for enshrinement. Only those who bring lanterns can enter the ring."

The ring! Chen He's eyes lit up.

Fancy lanterns or something, just look at it. He doesn't like the exquisite and extravagant things much. The jugglers and performers on the street are even more dull, and of course the ring is more attractive!

"Brother, can we go and see?"

"Also."

Shi Feng nodded, and led the younger brother to the stall selling lanterns.

From close distance, Chen He can see clearly that the man wearing a hat and raising the collar of his thick robe is actually a monk in the period of nourishment. He is boringly collecting money. There are bamboo poles in the cart behind him, hanging at least three hundred. Only lantern.

Chen He thought there was a threshold, and finally found out that he only needed money, and didn't even look at the person who bought the lantern.

"Let let!"

There was a strong force next to him, and Chen He frowned without a trace. He raised his eyes to see a sturdy man with a face like the bottom of a pot, wearing a single coat in the cold winter, with his arms open.

The big man did not squeeze Chen He, but after he froze, he showed awe:

"It turns out that you are a master in the family, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"..."

Chen He's blindfolded eyes made him look like an ordinary middle-aged man. Before he could speak, he heard the big man mutter: "How so short, like a woman."

Chen He's face turned dark.

Shu Feng suddenly took away the younger brother.

Walking down the street, the lights change from light to dark, reflecting on Chen He's unpleasant face.

"Why are you so careful, it's not like you." Shi Feng's heart moved and he was not willing to let go of Chen He's hand.

"Not careful."

Chen He said boredly, it's not because the brother also thinks he is short!

"With brother, I don't have to hold back my temper or think too much." Chen He said solemnly.

This is the truth. Forty years of endless killing is like a string that is constantly tightening. A slight mistake will leave a scar on his body. After the fierce beast retreats, he still has to learn archery and practice martial arts.

How can there be such a time of relaxation, anger when you want to be angry, and joy when you see your heart.

"Besides, what do I care about with him as a mortal..."

Chen He's voice stopped abruptly. Looking back at the crowd, he saw the tower-like man carrying a lotus lamp and walking towards this side with a very ridiculous appearance—Dabaoguo Temple was walking in this direction.

"Dabaoguo Temple invites worship, why did they sell the lights to mortals?" Chen He was puzzled.

"Will monks be defeated by mortals?"

"Naturally not."

Shi Feng said casually: "Then, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, and it can also cover people's eyes."

Suddenly, Chen He, the Buddhist cultivator in Dabaoguo Temple, in the eyes of the emperor, is a monk who knows how to chant sutras, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a master of martial arts. He is the kind of monk who can play spells like martial arts.

This way, no matter whether you lie to the emperor, or conflict with Baishan Academy, magic repairs, it can come in handy!

As for the people in the arena who don’t know the truth, they come to the arena seriously, just to contribute to the entrance fee. By the way, they can add new legends to the "Wulin" and blend into the world without a trace.

Who would think that he is inferior?

If you lose, you won’t think that the opponent is a cultivator!

Chen He couldn't help but glance at the big man with sympathetic eyes, and sighed as he walked, "Those monks will make money!"

"Dabaoguo Temple can gain a foothold in the capital, of course, it is not the kind of people who practise the Dharma asceticism. Temples in the world, as long as there is incense, no one lacks money." After Shi Feng finished speaking, his eyes suddenly fixed on Chenhe storage bag. On, he immediately realized, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

In this way, he watched Chen He silently struggled with no money, and his smile grew thicker.

Dabaoguo Temple was built in the capital. The raised cornices and yellow high walls look very solemn. The premise is to ignore the stalls selling melon seeds and dried fruits and selling incense, candles and ingots.

One by one, the tall arenas walk hundreds of steps along the temple walls.

Here is crowded with people watching the excitement. The ring is full of lotus lanterns. You come and go, fists and kicks together. It is very lively and cheers. Because there are too many people, the children are riding on the necks of their parents. There are people crowded around the windows of the restaurants on both sides.

Chen He suddenly stopped and asked seriously: "Brother, what about the monthly life of Dabaoguo Temple? Is there much money?"

"Not as high as Baishan Academy."

A sound came out of his head.

Chen He looked up and suddenly found an old man in black squatting on the tree, holding raisins in his hand, and eating while eating: "Daoist Shi Feng, I thought you weren't watching the show anymore."

I didn’t finish my word, I saw a thin, yellow-faced woman in Jingchai’s sarong squeezing out from the crowd in front of her, slipping under the tree and just about to lift up a beautifully embroidered money bag, she saw Shi Feng Chenhe , Instantly stiff.

"..."

"..."

The woman put the money bag into her cuffs and calmly said to Venerable Huanjian on the tree: "Master, you have something to do, then talk. I will buy you walnut seeds and a bowl of camellia."