Author: Ming Weiwei

Muyun City is also lively at night.

This place is famous in Kyushu for the Thousand Lanterns Festival. When the thousand lanterns are released, Muyun City is brightly lit with people laughing and playing all night long, so it is also known as the city that never sleeps.

Even though the Thousand Lanterns Festival has not yet been held, there are already many admirers waiting here.

A mixed bag of fish and dragons, and hidden dangers arise.

Shu Nong picked up a beautifully crafted fox mask from the shop, and a hand holding a money bag stretched out from beside him.

The vendor smiled and waited for Shu Nong to reach out to take it, but he saw the girl suddenly stretched out a hand from the other side. She grabbed a spiritual stone with her well-jointed fingers and placed it lightly on the table.

Yan Changan's voice was calm: "Four masks."

The vendor's eyes turned around, and he took the spirit stone that Yan Changan put down with a smile: "Okay, Fairy and Immortal Lord, take your time to choose!"

Shu Nong hooked his own fox mask with one hand and made the decision for his brother Shu Yue. He chose a fox mask that was not much different from his own, took two steps back, and gave up his position to Yan Changan and Song Lin.

"You and I wear the same ones."

She put the mask into Shu Yue's hand, and Gu Zi put the fox mask on herself.

Shu Yue pursed his lips slightly.

There were many people on the street, including many immortal monks. If they wanted to interfere in the affairs of the girl Lingling, they should cover their faces.

Not to mention that Shu Nong's portrait has been circulated in Jiuzhou for a long time, and many people know about his and Song Lin's appearance. Looking at Yan Chang'an, who became famous the latest among them, his portrait is the most popular now not long after the banquet is over.

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Although most of the appearances in the portraits are difficult to describe, there is no guarantee that one or two of these paintings are indeed quite similar.

Furthermore, with the gathering of monks in Muyun City, it is inevitable that some of them will know them.

But from the look of his sister, it seemed that she had bought the mask just to join in the fun.

Shu Yue was silent for a moment, expressionlessly pinched the mask in his hand, and put on the exaggerated fox mask with the rope.

Song Lin slightly arched his eyebrows and took back the money bag very naturally: "Young Master Yan has spent money."

Yan Changan lowered his eyes slightly, selected a featureless black mask from among the exquisitely crafted masks, and tilted his head slightly in response to Song Lin's words: "Young Master Song, you are serious."

Qingguang is his sword, and Shu Nong is Qingguang's sword spirit. It is only natural and right that he should spend money on her and her family.

The original Qingguang Sword Spirit seems to think so too.

In addition to the mask that covered her face, she also wanted colorful bracelets, a purse embroidered with lanterns, and a good-quality moiré jade pendant.

All were paid by Yan Changan.

Song Lin and Shu Yue followed behind wearing masks. They had nowhere to spend their money.

Six hundred years ago, one of them was almost a sworn brother, and the other was a biological brother from the same mother. As an outsider, Yan Changan was the least qualified among the three of them to spend money for her.

But this happened to be six hundred years later, and he was ahead of them.

Shu Yue looked indifferent, but he thought aggrievedly in his heart.

"I asked about it this afternoon."

Yan Changan followed Shu Nong with a lantern decorated with flowers and whistles. "The other missing people were either newlyweds or in love. They were all men and women who disappeared at the same time."

Shu Nong said softly: "Then what this person did is very obvious. No wonder Uncle Mu and the others don't believe that Lingling eloped."

That's not right. From the tone of those two people, it seemed that they didn't know what the situation of the missing people was.
Chapter completed!