With Qingming Zhaji III [Jian Wang III + Onmyoji]

Counting the days, it has been more than three months since Miao Qiu left Wudu.The road traveled from southern Xinjiang to Tibetan Sword, from autumn leaves to winter snow, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

This is Miao Qiu's second year in this world.I spent the last year in Shuding Village, and the bacon and glutinous rice cakes made by sister Fengyao immediately overwhelmed the loss and sadness in Miao Qiu's heart.Miao people are good at dancing. Miao Qiu still remembers that little girl, A Youduo, who forcibly dragged herself up to dance while squatting on the ground eating glutinous rice cakes. Miao Qiu is really not talented in this area. After turning two circles, her left foot tripped over her right foot. The ground fell firmly.

Ayouduo clapped his hands and laughed at him, "Brother Qiu is so stupid!"

Miao Qiu patted his buttocks and got up, aggrieved and said: "It's already said that I have amnesia! How can I remember how to dance!"

There will be lantern festivals in Hangzhou every New Year's festival.Miao Qiu thought that Lan Xin would not celebrate the New Year with Miao Jiang's parents this time, and the children's family might feel a little sad.Miao Qiu himself was like this. Since his parents passed away, although he had a lively New Year's Eve dinner with his uncle's family and set off fireworks with his cousin every year, his heart was always empty and disappointed.He thought about calling Lan Xin to watch the lanterns, children like to be lively, but when he went to the residence of Wanhuagu and his party, he realized that Mrs. Lan Xiaogua called a group of friends to the lantern festival early in the morning.

Miao Qiu was indignant, thinking that sooner or later this group of young and young lolis would be led astray by Lan Xin, and they went back to their small courtyard with snorting and staring eyes.

Tang Xia and Qingming Boya sat around a table, and the three of them were making dumplings in the courtyard.Miao Qiu looked at the gourd feathers and big tails in the yard, and habitually turned a blind eye, walked to the table and sat down.

Seeing him coming back, Tang Xia smiled and said, "Go and wash your hands, let's make dumplings."

Only then did Miao Qiu turn her attention to the dumplings they made. As expected of Master Qingming, the dumplings they made were so neat and beautiful.Looking at the plate in front of Boya again, Miao Qiu looked confused, "Boya, where are your dumpling wrappers?"

As soon as Yuan Boya wiped his face, the flour got on his face, he rubbed the stuffing on the plate with his hands, probably felt that it was not round enough, so he picked it up and rubbed it again, and said: "I don't like to eat dumpling wrappers. "

Miao Qiu was silent for a while, watching him rubbing and torturing the dumpling stuffing, and said, "You will cook this plate alone later."

He looked at Tang Xia again, looking at the rows of dumplings shaped like crossbow-arrows, and almost blurted out, "You are good at rubbing eggs." In the middle of the fight or when the arena is at a critical moment, I find that there are no crossbow-arrows, and because of this, I have developed obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Tang Xia looked up at him, with a smile in her eyes, "Comment?"

Miao Qiu immediately gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Tangjiabao's little pride, very creative."

Tang Xia picked up a dumpling and handed it to his mouth, "That's right, I reward you."

Miao Qiu hurriedly jumped away with her face turned sideways, "It's raw! I'm going to wash my hands."

After eating the dumplings, Xiao Huang dragged Shen Wang over, and before entering the door, he yelled loudly outside the yard, "Go! Go and see the lanterns!"

Rows of red lanterns are hung high, and the snow-covered branches are also covered with gorgeous and delicate lanterns. The sky has not completely darkened, but the lanterns have already been lit, and it looks like a galaxy of ice and snow from a distance.

Miao Qiu glanced back, the mighty group of shikigami who had been following them had disappeared, they must have wandered off on their own, he subconsciously raised his head, and indeed saw a pair of pitch-black wings in the gray sky, and Xiaoniao Yiren is like a classmate Yaohu who is held in the arms of a big tengu.Miao Qiu smacked his lips, he really took you pretending to fly you, this big dog looks serious, unexpectedly it is quite romantic.The sea of ​​fireworks wrapped in silver must be very beautiful and moving when viewed from the sky.

The small stalls along the road are filled with lanterns, large and small, filled with Kongming lanterns, and the small candle wicks in the lanterns flicker gently, reflecting the lifelike paintings on the colored paper pasted on the lanterns.Miao Qiu was very interested in these things. He stretched his neck and bent over to look at the stalls one by one. Tired of looking, he straightened up, only to find that he was the only one left.Miao Qiu hurriedly looked around, and walked back for a while, and finally saw Tang Xia through the crowd.

Tang Xia sat at a small table along the street and drew something. Miao Qiu took a look and realized that this was a shop for DIY lanterns. He sighed that the owner of this shop was quite good at doing business.Looking again, he saw Qingming Boya, and little Huangji, Shen Wang, buried his head and drew on the blank lantern paper.Miao Qiu immediately became interested. He is not a big hit, but as a dead house, it is more than enough to draw a few Q-version villains.

Tang Xia finished painting early, moved to Miao Qiu's side, and then hid her lantern paper with a complicated expression.

Miao Qiu drew the six of them, the little flute holding herself in the creaking nest, Tang Xia with a broken leg leaning on a cane, Shen Du, the rabbit with lop ears, and Ye Xuechen, who was following Shen Du with a little yellow ji, holding a bat fan. Seimei and Minamoto Boya who held the flute horizontally to his mouth with short hands.They are all Q version with big eyes and chubby faces, short legs and short hands. Miao Qiu is very satisfied with his work after painting. He feels that although he has not painted for a long time, he is still a treasured sword. He tilted his head and asked Tang Xia. , "How is my painting?"

Tang Xia nodded, "Although it's weird, it's pretty pretty."

"Show me yours!" Miao Qiu went to Tang Xia's table, but only saw a stack of blank papers, "Huh?"

Tang Xia said with a little embarrassment, "My drawing didn't look good, so I threw it away."

"Really, show me before throwing it away..." Miao Qiu muttered a few words, and then went to Qingming Boya and Xuechen Shen to show off his masterpiece.Little Huangji objected to him painting himself with a big head and a small body. Miao Qiu rolled his eyes. Stupid ancient people, do you know what cuteness is justice? I didn’t draw you as Jiluo with two ponytails I've already given you a lot of face, okay?

Miao Qiu gave the lantern paper he had drawn to the boss, pasted it on the thin bamboo frame that had already been made, and quickly made a delicate lantern. Miao Qiu carefully lit the wick, and carried his masterpiece with him. Watching Tang Xia cheerfully continue to visit the Lantern Festival.

Miao Qiu couldn't put it down, sighed for a long time about the wisdom of ancient craftsmen, and asked Tang Xia for the ninth time, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Tang Xia couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him on the head, "It looks good!"

Miao Qiu shrank her head and said angrily: "Don't start!" After a pause, he added: "You are domestic violence!"

Tang Xia glanced at him meaningfully, Miao Qiu was stared at him flusteredly, and strode away with her Q version of the small lantern.

There is a temple not far away, the sky has completely darkened, but the street market is brightly lit like daytime, and the snow on an old tree beside the temple has not yet melted, and the tree is densely covered with red ribbons with wishes written on it.The color of the red ribbons varies from dark to light, and some must have been hung for many years. There are many people in the temple, and some even bring their own benches. Miao Qiu thought that these people must come to burn incense for the first day of the new year.

Miao Qiu didn't quite believe this, so he stood outside the temple for a while and then walked away.When he was born, there was a well-known fortune teller in his hometown who said that he was blessed in his life, and that his life should be safe and joyful without storms.Every time Miao Qiu thinks about it, he has to scold the old liar in his heart. What the fortune teller said is like poisonous milk and a huge FLAG to Miao Qiu.A life that can be traversed in a short sleep is called a life without wind and waves?I'm afraid this gentleman came from a fantasy novel about blowing up a planet with one punch.

Seeing that Miao Qiu was engrossed in his thoughts, Tang Xia shook his hand holding the colored lantern, and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Miao Qiu came back to her senses, and was stunned for a moment, "If you want to eat for New Year's Eve dinner, the dumplings we ate at noon don't count."

Tang Xia said as it should: "I'll let Ye Xuechen treat you after shopping around the lantern."

"..."

It's nice and cheeky, which I like.

The Jiangnan Festival organized by Cangjian Villa has invited many people, and every day in the arena of Cangjian, there are experts from various factions competing.The Five Poisons Sect has no interest in the Falling Star Sword. As the only representative of the Five Poisons, Miao Qiu is well versed in his ability to fight against the Five Scums. In the first two days, he went for a walk outside the arena twice with his little insect flute in his hands. After that, I kept the attitude of "whoever loves this sword will take it" and never went there again.

At the Lantern Festival, there were also disciples from various sects of people from all walks of life, just like a school uniform exhibition, from starter suits to suits that Miao Qiu couldn't name.The little loli licking the candied haws, the graceful and charming women of various factions, Miao Qiu glanced at them one by one, and even the small lanterns that he couldn't put it down could not attract his eyes again, and felt that he was worthwhile to feast his eyes on this trip.

Tang Xia straightened the head of a poisonous guy who was turning his head to look at Jun Niang's handsome back, "The eyeballs are about to fall out."

Miao Qiu lowered her head and rubbed her nose in embarrassment, blaming him, she is the control of the dead house lolita Yujie, if she can't touch it, why don't you let the young master take a look?

When he lowered his head like this, he happened to see the lantern paper that Tang Xia had just hidden in his breast pocket. Miao Qiu had sharp eyes, and before Tang Xia could react, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the painting, and ran away.

Before taking two steps, Tang Xia grabbed her back with her claws.

Miao Qiu didn't let go of the painting, and said furiously, "It's a foul for you to do this!"

Tang Xia reached out to grab his painting, "Don't look at it."

Miao Qiu dodged left and right, and promised: "Uncle Tang, don't worry, no matter how ugly the painting is, I will not laugh at you."

Tang Xia simply stopped grabbing, her dark blue eyes were bright in the sea of ​​lights, and she walked slowly forward.Miao Qiu followed him and unfolded the folded painting, and fireworks bloomed in the sky, pushing the atmosphere of New Year's Eve to a climax.

Reflecting the colorful sky, Miao Qiu could clearly see a purple bamboo forest in front of him, and in the vast purple bamboo forest, a leaf-shaped mask and a purple butterfly resting on the mask.

Miao Qiu felt a little complacent, but still laughed and boasted: "The painting is not bad, very creative."

"I can't draw people, I can only draw these flowers and plants." Tang Xia said and wanted to take the painting back.

Miao Qiu clenched his hands tightly, and slapped his hand away, "I like it, it's confiscated." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Tang Xia's consent, he folded the painting and put it in his pocket.

The fireworks exploded in the sky one after another, and the children in the market ran excitedly to the place where the fireworks rose, covering their ears and raising their heads.Miao Qiu always felt that this kind of scene was a bit weird and romantic. He turned his head to look at Tang Xia, and only saw his handsome profile and thin lips.

Miao Qiu accidentally dragged Tang Xia into a side alley, and before Tang Xia could say anything, Miao Qiu pressed him against the wall and kissed him.He was very satisfied with this coherent movement of his own, and even more satisfied with the domineering posture of Bidong. He finally seemed to be attacking a little bit. Miao Qiu was proud in his heart. Lost a seat.

No no no!Can't lose!Miao Qiu pressed Tang Xia's shoulder to try to push him away, but Tang Xia only pressed a few times on his hand, Miao Qiu immediately lost all strength and felt her arms go limp.While kissing him passionately, Tang Xia clasped his arms behind his back, so that their posture changed from the initial wall-dong to a tight hug.Actually using martial arts, Miao Qiu was annoyed, and struggled to squeeze out a few words: "You are foul!" However, Tang Xia blocked his words, and Miao Qiu's voice seemed to turn into a soft hum.Miao Qiu was ashamed to speak again, and simply enjoyed the kiss and the brilliant fireworks in the sky.

The author has something to say:

Indulging in new pits and unable to extricate themselves! !

There is no outline or manuscript for this article, but the author has already thought about the next plot and ending. It will be finished in about ten to thirty chapters. Try to finish it during the Chinese New Year. It will fall!

This chapter writes about making dumplings because the author ate dumplings for dinner haha

There should be two more during the day.

Thank you for seeing the little friends here, bow!