The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

The scent of wine with a floral aroma filled Qin Yuan's entire nasal cavity. As she got closer and closer to the location, she felt that her throat was dry and she was eager to drink something.

The wheelchair stopped and they came to a small house. The aunt smiled at the newly placed large wine jars and knocked on the door gently.

"Hua Wazi, open the door, the aunt is here."

As she spoke, there was no response from the room, but the door was accidentally knocked open.

"Eh? Are you out?" The aunt looked at the empty house and scratched her head. What did Qin Yuan see in his confusion?

a pot of flower?

The aunt noticed the flowerpot on the table, which was a bright red hibiscus flower.

"Is this the flower festival for Huawazi? It's okay." She lowered her head and smelled it, then picked up the flowerpot, wrote something on the table, and pushed Qin Yuan away.

The two of them walked like this for a long time, the smell of alcohol was gone, and Qin Yuan also recovered from the hangover.

She looked at the flowers in the aunt's hand, and wondered if she was thinking of her most unreliable Master Nan, so she asked more:

"Mom, can we take the flowers privately?"

"Ah?" The aunt glanced at her and realized that she was overthinking it. She said with a smile: "Hua Wazi's parents and I are old acquaintances. They are not at home. I left a message and wanted to help send the flowers first. Don’t miss the auspicious moment.”

"so……"

Qin Yuan nodded, and the two of them had arrived at the flower ceremony.

"Hey, what did you mention just now? Aren't Huawazi's parents here?" The aunt put the flowers in her hands on the stand and pushed Baimao towards the two of them: "Brother Nan, Sister Liu."

She called out to the couple who were looking at something at a certain stall. The man turned around and smiled when he saw her: "Sister Xu, you are back from delivering goods."

"Well, I went to your house just now and brought the flowers to your display stand."

"Flowers? What flowers?" The couple was stunned for a moment, looked at the hibiscus flowers placed by the aunt just now, and looked at each other:

"Did...our kid prepare it?"

"It must be true. For such a big event as the flower festival, whoever dares not to prepare flowers will make God angry."

The aunt said with a smile, and the couple also smiled happily, but when they met Qin Yuan's probing eyes, they were confused for a moment: "Mei Xu, who is this?"

"Oh, you poor child, you came to participate in our flower festival." The aunt said, whispering the conversation between Qin Yuan and herself on the carriage, behind the owner's back.

The woman called Sister Liu probably thought of her child, and was overflowing with motherly love, so she touched Qin Yuan's head tenderly.

"It's okay, kids, it's all over. Have fun with the flower festival."

After speaking, she chose two longevity locks at the stall and handed one to Qin Yuan.

"???"

Bai Mao looked confused, and the aunt asked in surprise: "Sister Liu, are you going to make up for Hua Wazi?"

"Well..." The woman nodded, looking a little lonely: "It should have been fixed for Nannan a long time ago. We are really the worst parents..."

"What are you talking about? Are you having a hard time now?" The aunt patted Sister Liu on the shoulder comfortingly: "If you are really uncomfortable, buy a few more for Huawazi and hang them around your neck, wrists, and ankles, for a long life. in the end."

"What's that like?" The corners of the couple's mouths raised, and their loneliness was washed away.

Qin Yuan looked at them and asked with some confusion: "Nan Nan...is it called Nan Xin?"

The couple's facial features were very similar to Nan Xin's, so she asked tentatively.

"Huh? Little girl, do you know my Nannan?"

It really is!

"I know, I know." Qin Yuan smiled. No matter it was an illusion formation or something else, she seemed to know Nan Xin's gender!

"Liu...Aunt Liu, can I ask Nan Xin's gender? She and I know each other from drawing books. We are pen pals. I am here to find her."

Mastering the art of deception, he blurted out lies. The couple looked at each other in confusion, as if asking: Nannan, are you reading the picture book?

"Aunt Liu, can't you say this?"

Qin Yuan Maomao looked disappointed and aggrieved. Most people really couldn't bear it. The woman immediately opened her mouth and said: "Nannan is..."

"The flower festival has begun!"

There was a burst of noisy cheers from all around, and the man's words were crushed in it. Qin Yuan was confused, what was it?I didn't hear it!

She wanted to ask again, but the aunt pushed her forward excitedly: "Little girl, let's go, I will take you to see something fun."

I do not want to look!I want to know Nan Xin’s gender!

Qin Yuan resisted stretching his neck, but the crowd swamped the couple, and they could no longer be found. Only the longevity lock in his hand proved that everything had existed.

"Forget it, let's wait until the flower festival is over and ask again."

She sighed and let her aunt push her to drill left and right. Bai Mao seriously suspected that she was using herself as a tool to open the way!

The two of them squeezed for a long time and finally moved to the front of the flower festival. It was obvious that it was a stage decorated with countless flowers.

Standing on the stage were women with veils and garlands on their faces. They were barefoot and exposed their unbearable waists, gently stroking the pipa in their hands and dancing.

"Ding." The sound of the bell came not from the stage, but from Qin Yuan's hand.

"Huh?" She looked down at the longevity lock given by Nan Xin's mother. The thing changed from brand new to shabby without making any sound.

"what happened?"

Qin Yuan became alert, and the masked women on the stage changed their formation, formed a circle, leaned back, and raised the pipa high to play the last syllable.

"Den..."

The wind blows and the flowers dance to the sky.

Countless petals were rolled up to the sky, flowing quietly like a long river.

The scene is beautiful, everyone is cheering and joyful, but Qin Yuan feels sad for no reason?

She looked away, but faced the booth in front of her, where the hibiscus flower stood alone.

"Master Nan..."

Qin Yuan's tears suddenly came down. She didn't know why, but she suddenly missed him so much?

"Little girl, you are crying because of the beautiful flowers. Hahaha, okay, that's about it. Let's go to the back and I'll take you to play with Shengjing's gadgets."

Auntie was about to push her away again, but Qin Yuan suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Auntie, where are Huawazi, Nannan, and Nanxin?"

"Ah?" The aunt scanned the flower festival site and did not see the little guy: "I don't know? Maybe it's somewhere else?"

Hearing this, Qin Yuan took a long breath, and she seemed to understand.

She unleashed her power of deception, and the world gave her the most familiar response.

This is not an illusion array, not a secret realm, but a deceitful world in the heart of the south - Changle Shengjing!

A beautiful world with everything you need, but without him!

Qin Yuan squeezed the longevity lock in his hand. I don't know whether it was Nan Xin's plan or something else. She had to leave here now.

Thinking about communicating with the deceitful power of the world again, everything around her was blurring and getting further and further away from her.

When she regained her sight, she returned to the desert.

It's just...she was buried in the sand?

Bai Mao controlled the spiritual water in her body and pushed herself up from the sand. The wheelchair was missing and she could only sit on the ground.

Wait a minute, the one stuck upside down in the sand...is it Jiang Qiongmeng?