"Girl, please wait." Zhiqiu followed Ling Yue, fearing that he would be separated from his girl in the vast crowd without following her.

Although the Zhongyuan Festival has always been regarded as a day with great yin energy. However, when night falls, most of the visitors have the purpose of praying and praying, and the street market is not as deserted as any festival.

Even the Flower Festival, which is highly praised by Tiansheng, seems less important than the Zhongyuan Festival, which can bring peace and joy to the people.

There were crowds of people on the street, and the two completely different directions of advancing and retreating were shoulder to shoulder.

"Girl, girl!" Zhiqiu tried his best to get out of the crowd, reached out and grabbed it, and finally touched the corner of Ling Yue's clothes.

"I've been looking for you all the time." Ling Yue grabbed Zhiqiu's wrist with both hands: "Don't get lost."

It turned out that both of them were squeezed into dizziness, especially Ling Yue, who completely exposed her own nature as a roadblock.

"Over there, let's go there first." Ling Yue pointed to the direction where a small group of people were gathering.

He was a Taoist priest who looked divine and magical. He built a small altar. Look at his posture, he should be celebrating a ceremony to seek blessings.

"This talisman will help you to relieve disasters and problems for your wife." The Taoist priest held the silver he had just obtained in one hand and picked up the top piece of the thick stack of yellow talisman paper on the table with the other hand.

With a puff, some mist sprayed out of his mouth, and he was muttering something.

The woman looked happy and kept saying thank you. It seemed that 80% of the time had happened to her family recently. Otherwise, how could she be so grateful after the Taoist priest pinched the talisman paper and turned it around for a few times?

"Let's go." Ling Yue came with the intention of joining in the fun, but after seeing the Taoist priest's actions, his curiosity soon stopped.

Zhiqiu followed Ling Yue out of the wall again and asked in a low voice: "Girl, why are we leaving? That Taoist priest's approach is quite interesting!"

"He is not a serious Taoist priest." Ling Yue was not nostalgic at all: "Where is a serious Taoist priest holding money in one hand and putting talismans in the other?"

Zhiqiu nodded, the girl was right, but she still wondered: "Why are there so many people watching?"

Ling Yue was just about to answer her, maybe everyone just wanted to seek psychological comfort! After all, she often had this idea, and now, this kind of thinking is even more serious.

But she hadn't had time to say it.

A sudden explosion came from behind them, and the dark night was illuminated by light spots, and for a moment, it was full of light and shadows.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yue turned around, and the direction of the movement was still the Taoist priest of the Shinto.

And the so-called miracle that accompanied him was the repeated cheers of everyone present.

What's more, they applauded and cheered: "One more, another one."

"Bored." Ling Yue couldn't help but mutter, and pulled Zhiqiu away.

"Girl!" Zhiqiu was not very happy this time because she was the one who witnessed the Taoist miracle with her own eyes: "Girl, you probably have watched it too late and didn't see it. That Taoist's mouth actually spits fire! Spits fire!"

Ling Yue pointed and looked at the bustling streets ahead. The Zhongyuan Festival was very lively, and it was obviously not a wise decision to let her hang her on a tree.

So she joked Zhiqiu: "When you say what you mean, do you also want to learn how to spit out the fire? Well, in the future, if you sell it to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, I will definitely cheer you up."

"Girl!" Zhiqiu flattened his mouth, "I just thought this Taoist priest might have a few tricks."

Ling Yue nodded perfunctorily, "How many times are there?" If she were still the same as before, she might have been deeply impressed by the Taoist miracles.

However, this is the norm for people. Zhiqiu has never seen any world. Isn’t the biggest miracle now that is not the series of strange things that happened to him?

Compared with Funing's things like this in her body, what kind of Taoist priests are spitting fire, what kind of Taoist priests burning paper, or Taoist priests use their eyes to trick them into the sky, and she can't even lift her eyelids.

Ling Yue walked away without looking back: "You, hurry up and follow us. Don't forget that we came out to set up river lanterns."

After walking for about a hundred steps, the people who belonged to the Taoist priest were finally completely separated behind him.

"Let's go over there." Ling Yue quickly discovered a new target.

A big tree has a thick trunk, and it is estimated that it takes two or three people to hug each other.

The branches above are crisscrossing. Although it is autumn now, the large areas of leaves have almost withered. But looking at the dense branches, you can see that in spring, it must have accumulated a lot of vitality and vitality.

"Miss, should I have a blessing card?" The vendor grabbed the wooden card on the table and handed it to Ling Yue.

Ling Yue glanced over the various wooden signs on the table, and they were divided into three categories: marriage, peace, and wealth.

Hawkers do business, and ordinary people pray for blessings is nothing more than that.

Ling Yue looked at the words on the wooden sign handed over by the vendor and shook her hands: "I don't want this, I want that, let's have that one over there."

She pointed to the few wooden signs on the farthest side of her: "That's, that one over there."

The prayer card handed over by the vendor is responsible for marriage. In fact, he guessed well. At her age, which girl doesn’t yearn for a marriage that suits her heart!

Although Ling Yue was embarrassed to admit it, she often said this matter in a hurry.

But, it was not surprising that she didn't think about it secretly in her heart. But this was something that happened a while ago.

Later, after she went to the ancestral temple, she was entangled by Funing. She didn't dare to tell others, even her closest brother, she never revealed a word.

It is because no one will believe such a ridiculous thing.

Therefore, for Ling Yue, marriage has long become something that goes with fate.

"I want the brand of Ping'an, I'm in trouble." Ling Yue took the wooden sign with both hands. Peace and smoothness are the most important thing, right?

After Zhiqiu paid the money to the vendor, he also bought a wooden sign himself. The wooden sign bought by Zhiqiu was the marriage sign that Ling Yue had not wanted just now.

"What? Are you Sichun?" Ling Yue can't let go of herself in front of outsiders, but when facing Zhiqiu, some of them can say whatever she wants.

Zhiqiu covered the wooden sign with both hands and chuckled softly: "If you don't tell the girl, you'll take a look at it anyway."

After saying that, Zhiqiu silently recited it in his heart: God bless you, you must succeed in one go.

She threw the wooden sign in her hand hard, and she was really lucky. Between the heavy tree forks, the red rope on the wooden sign was hung up.

"Girl, how about it?" Zhiqiu said proudly with his chest raised: "Is it accurate for me to throw it away?"

"Accurate, accurate, you are the most accurate." Ling Yue protected her wooden sign with both hands, but her heart began to feel uneasy.
Chapter completed!