My filial piety has gone bad

Whenever there is a big gathering or festival in Chaos City, there will be a temple fair a few days ago, attracting tourists from the headquarters of the Dao League, the five major forces, and the major scattered forces.

Xiao Ran and Master walked for a while before arriving at the entrance outside Huanhu Road.

Barricades and temples were also set up at the entrance.

You need to pay an entry fee of ten spirit stones per person, then take a bath and burn incense, and get a set of ancient costumes for the fair.

Xiao Ran readily paid twenty spirit stones and entered the hot spring cabin behind the temple.

As soon as the two got off the sword boat, they didn't need to take a bath.

So they burned incense to worship the ancient goddess Xi.

The name seems to be a combination of Nuwa and Fuxi, and the statue also has some meaning. Maybe the real spirit continent and the earth have the same origin.

After burning incense, the two changed into ancient folk costumes, left the temple, and walked into the lively Huanhu Street.

Ancient costumes are similar to Hanfu styles, but they are more gorgeous and ancient. They are different from today's minimalist Taoist robes, and they are full of aura and luxury.

Although it is a civilian style, it looks more beautiful than ordinary fairy robes.

Especially when Shizun wears it on his body, the complex pattern of red and yellow alternates, the sassy sword aura all over his body is gone, and he turns into a classical and graceful lady.

If the drunken blush on her face is regarded as the blush after bathing, it will be lore.

Xiao Ran almost couldn't move his eyes away.

"Master is so beautiful. If you put away the jug, Master will be even more beautiful."

"Then help me hold it, and feed me when I'm thirsty."

Ling Zhouyue stuffed the jug into Xiao Ran's arms.

She stretched her waist for a long time, making the already tight figure look more plump and feminine.

"Alright."

Xiao Ran put away the jug.

His men's clothing is a long gown with purple and gold color, which is also rich and noble, with a long sword on his waist and a wine bamboo tube hanging, which is quite imposing.

Huanhu Street is a one-sided street, not wide, but obviously much more crowded than Peacock Street.

At first glance, it was densely packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, and fireworks flying around.

The temple fair is said to be a sacrifice, but it is mainly to bring goods.

The one-sided street around the lake is full of small wooden houses and roadside stalls, selling all kinds of things.

Mainly snacks, small handicrafts, spirit weapon maintenance, and some games such as hoops and stone gambling.

There is an island in the middle of the lake, surrounded by cruise ships in twos and threes.

There is a huge brightly lit high platform on the island, and some activities will be held regularly.

The lake is not big, and you can clearly see the activities in the center of the lake by standing on the street around the lake.

I heard that there will be a large fireworks display later.

At this moment, there is an acrobatic troupe in the heat, and some singers are preparing in the audience, and there is no activity to promote Dou Youming yet.

Ling Zhouyue was a little disappointed.

Xiao Ran hurriedly explained:

"We came too early, I guess Bai Ye will come over to promote Dou Youming after a while."

Ling Zhouyue curled her lips, grabbed the wine bamboo tube on Xiao Ran's waist, raised her head and took a sip.

"It seems that you are more familiar with Chaos City than I am."

Xiao Ran explained:

"Master is now the creator and spokesperson of Dou Youming. You are here, and it is the temple fair before the Tianjiao Conference. Now is Bai Ye's best promotional opportunity. This is the basic business logic. Bai Ye will not understand."

Regardless of whether Bai Ye understood or not, Ling Zhouyue didn't quite understand anyway, so she pouted and changed the subject.

"What do you want to buy me?"

Xiao Ran smiled and said:

"What does Master want?"

The two were walking on the street when a beggar suddenly stopped Xiao Ran——

"My lord, stay away, I see your seal is black, there is a catastrophe."

Xiao Ran was taken aback.

"I?"

The old beggar nodded.

"It's you."

Xiao Ran stopped to take a look, he was really blind, and he had no cultivation.

My seal is black?

It really is!

The invisibility was too exhausting just now, and he vomited blood after being hugged by the master, so he hasn't fully recovered yet.

Coincidence?

Maybe.

Xiao Ran didn't bother to care about it, and was ready to move on.

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, her cold aura enveloped the beggar slightly.

"What do you want to say, little old man?"

Xiao Ran was startled by Master's sudden stern aura, and hurriedly said:

"Master, you don't believe this kind of charlatan, do you?"

When he heard that he was a charlatan, the beggar looked disdainful, shook his head and smiled, as if he had a plan in mind.