Chapter 118 Weird
Nuan Yu said discouraged, "We should have come earlier." She said and glared at Zheng Wenting.
Huh, if they hadn't met him, why would they have come so late? They couldn't even enter the Moon Sacrifice Altar.
Zheng Wenting touched his nose and stood two steps away.
Hey, I was shot even while lying down, no wonder women are so difficult to raise.
"Why are you discouraged? If the Moon Goddess is really spiritual, even if we make a wish here, she will hear it." The Yu family said.
"Well, you are right." Nuanyu regained her confidence and took out a red cloth strip from her arms. There were two lines of small words written on the red cloth strip, "Then I will burn my wish to the Moon God. You can always see it.”
Xia Zihan wanted to say, you are worshiping the moon god, not ghosts and gods. If you burn red cloth strips, how can the moon god receive it?
However, seeing Nuanyu's pious face, she still swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
The three of them knelt down and bowed three times to the stone statue of the Moon God. Xia Zihan and the Yu family stood up.
Nuanyu didn't get up, so she turned around and bowed to the wishing tree a few more times, muttering something in her mouth, "God of the Moon, please bless my little master a smooth journey back to Beijing, and bless my little master not to be acclimatized." Come on, I beg you, letter girl Nuanyu, your old man is showing up. I will definitely buy delicious food for you next time.”
Then he lit the red cloth strip in his hand.
After Nuanyu finished, the Yu family said, "Master, there are many people here, we'd better leave early."
Because of what happened before, the Yu family was worried that Xia Zihan would be attacked again, but in front of the old lady, she would risk her life to guarantee that she would take good care of her master.
"Well, let's go and take a walk around the moat behind the Moon Sacrifice Altar." Xia Zihan wanted to take a look at the famous moat in Yi'an City on a rare occasion.
As soon as he heard the word moat, Zheng Wenting, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the interest on Xia Zihan's face, he shut up again.
After a group of people arrived at the moat, Xia Zihan realized that there were not many people here, but they were all pairs of boys and girls, either walking, standing by the river admiring the scenery on the river, or whispering behind small trees. .
Some even hid in the dark, hugging each other and making out. Pairs of men and women, immersed in the beautiful atmosphere, put aside their usual reserve and shyness, and enjoy the deep love and affection with their sweethearts, which lasts forever.
Those girls, under the illumination of the red lanterns hanging on the trees, their cheeks are as red as peach blossoms, and they are as shy as lotuses, waiting to bloom.
"Master, it's so weird here, let's go." Nuanyu whispered with a red face.
Just now, she actually saw a man and woman kissing behind the tree.
God, the people here are so bold, so shameless and shameless.
"Let's go."
Xia Zihan also went through human affairs in his previous life. When he saw that there were all pairs of people here, he guessed that this must be a place where men and women who got engaged or got married on special days would go on a date.
In the capital, there is also such a river of sunshine. Every year during the Lantern Festival and the Weaver Girl Festival on the seventh day of July, unmarried couples who usually blush even if they meet and say a word will put aside their reservations and meet to spend the night together.
When she was fourteen, she and Song Huai had a secret date.
That time, Song Huai held her hand for the first time.
The two held hands and walked on the dim path. She felt extremely happy and happy.
At that time, her heart was sweet and her face was warm.
(End of chapter)