Zanxing

At night, all kinds of lights are lit up in Blackrock City.

Skull lanterns now have several more colors, not only cyan and blue, but also white and red. At first glance, the flickering changes, it is more lively than the lamp market in the world, and there is a bit of strangeness in the splendor.

Gu Baiying walked slowly down the street.

The night in Black Rock City is always more lively than the daytime. He has a good appearance and a first-class temperament. After walking a few steps, a bold demon woman came to hook his arm. He glanced at each other coldly, and the embroidered bone gun blocked the approaching person. The woman let go angrily and left without fun.

A demon woman walked by holding a large expanse of snow-white skeletons in her hands. From time to time, she lowered her head to sniff and said with a smile, It's so fragrant.

Gu Baiying was shocked to realize that today is Qixi Festival.

Not far away, someone was selling a small silver lock. The owner of the shop was a beautiful red-haired woman who was shouting loudly with her hands on her hips: Acacia concentric lock! Her Royal Highness the Queen is the same type of acacia concentric lock! Lock your lover, lock your affection, just use a pen to put the two locks together. Write the name of the person and hang it on the tree, then lock the lock with the key, and the two will be inseparable forever!

One set is only two hundred Magic Beads, ten sets are on sale, buy ten get one free, buy fifty get ten free, it's a good deal!

It even went up in price.

Gu Baiying looked at the small silver locks hanging on the branches. When the stall owner saw this, he warmly solicited: Young master, do you want to buy locks? Buy ten and take them home!

He glanced at the silver locks and said, No need. He walked forward.

The stall owner was not annoyed, but looked at his back with some hesitation: Why do you feel familiar?

The next moment, when a guest asked, she put the short-term doubts behind her and greeted her with all her might.

Gu Baiying continued to walk forward.

The streets of Blackrock City are both familiar and unfamiliar. He walked forward along the location in his memory and saw a familiar stall at the corner of the street.

The peddler was a middle-aged man in a silver robe, with his hair in tufts of pigtails, and was bored watching the ants on the ground in a daze. Seeing someone coming, the man was refreshed, stood up and greeted: Take a look, there is only the last batch of rhododendron peony powder ghost snowflake mica bracelets! If a man with a bad relationship buys it and wears it, don't worry. Three days after leaving, there must be peach blossoms coming to the door, very spiritual!

Gu Baiying's footsteps stopped, and the man stepped forward and said with a smile: Do you want to buy one, sir, and wear it?

He didn't recognize Gu Baiying, but Gu Baiying thought it was a little funny, so he said calmly: You said a few years ago that this is the last batch.

Huh? The man was stunned for a moment, looked at the person in front of him carefully for a moment, slapped his thigh and said, It turns out to be the son! I remember that you signed one from me, and my stall was stopped the next day. Now, he said kindly, Why didn't you say that you were the lover of our little highness at the time! If I knew, I wouldn't let you draw that signature.

When he mentioned Little Highness, there was no sadness between his brows, and the demons were open-minded. This one demon king is gone, and there will naturally be a next one in the future. The red dust comes and goes, always like this.

Your signature is very accurate. Gu Baiying said indifferently.

What's the matter, it's all fake. The man waved his hand indifferently, I'm not afraid to tell you that there was no good lottery in the lottery back then. It's natural to feel uncomfortable when I sign a contract, I'm good at 'prescribe the right medicine', sell him something to overcome the disaster, and make some magic beads. Who knows that I ran into the little highness patrolling the city and stopped my stall.

Gu Baiying was stunned.

Is it fake?

Later, he had repeatedly thought about the signature, and always wondered if he had missed something, but now that he is here, he just realized that everything was just a coincidence.

But by mistake, it is a prophecy.

The peddler was still babbling: But after the people from the Chaos Hall came to warn me, I washed my hands in a golden basin to change my mind, but now I don't dare. Today is the Qixi Festival, come, son, the man took out a jar from under the stall. Let’s draw lots, I promise, there are all good lots here, and it’s a good sign!”

He wanted to refuse, but when it came to an end, he changed his mind, put the embroidered bones aside, and shook a lot from the jar.

The wooden sign fell to the ground, and Gu Baiying bent down to pick it up. It was a red wooden sign with the words on it: the wind makes the bamboo sound, only the golden pendant rings; the moon moves the flower shadow, and it is suspected that the jade person is coming.

The man came over to take a look and laughed loudly: Oh, this is only on the sign, congratulations, sir, it seems that your good news is coming!

He froze for a moment, lowered his head and smiled, returned the wooden sign to the man, and said, Thank you.

The surrounding music is staggered, and the voices are like boiling. The lights are like stars, illuminating a city at night.

Further ahead, someone is playing a shadow play.

When I came back last time, there were many people watching the shadow puppet show, and the place was wrapped in three layers and three layers outside. But later in Blackrock City, it was not allowed to be too explicit in the movie, and the show became less common, and there were many fewer demons listening to the show. The demons are bold and enthusiastic, and they always lack interest in such lingering, subtle, sad and tragic dramas. Now, in front of the theater, there are only a few elderly demons standing here and there.

Gu Baiying stopped before the shadow play.

This play sings the story of a scholar falling in love with Miss Xiangguo.

The voices of the performers are long and the lyrics are beautiful. The singing scholar fell in love with the young lady at first sight, and paid all her love. Miss Sing and the scholar are destined to be a concubine.

The moonlight melts into the night, and the shade of flowers is silent in the spring. How can I look at the soul and not see the person in the moon.

.Langui is deeply lonely and has no plans to save Fangchun. It is expected that those who perform chanting should feel pity and sigh.

The traitor wanted to rob the young lady, and the scholar made a plan to solve the problem. At this time, Mrs. Xiangguo wanted to regret the marriage.

The Mozu changed the lyrics at the back, and it was not as beautiful as before. The audience found it tacky and uninspiring, and the figures in front of the booth gradually became sparse. I don't know when, only the young man was left.

He was standing in front of the shadow puppet show and listened carefully to this not so new show.

The joys and sorrows, the ups and downs of love and hate, but shortened in a few lyrics. The people in Blackrock City have a strong desire for love, and they can't listen to such a tawdry and vulgar drama, and there are very few listeners.

Gu Baiying didn't listen to dramas before, and always felt that these romantic and lingering separations had nothing to do with him. Now, he stands quietly in front of this shadow play, listening to this unstoppable reunion.

The scholar was the top scholar in high school, returned to his hometown in fine clothes, became a married couple, and wished to be fulfilled in his life.

The people in the play are singing: Eternal and old are inseparable, and the ages are always together. May all sentient beings in the world become dependents.

May there be lovers all over the world, and they will eventually become married.

A cheesy and happy ending.

He watched the ending alone.

There was a hustle and bustle all around, and the surrounding lights dimmed a little bit. An elderly man walked out from behind the shadow puppet, looked at the young man in front of him, and said to him slowly, Guest, this play is over.

His eyelashes were drooping, and a lonely black shadow fell from his outline in the light. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, Yeah.