After joining Hades

The voice of listening to the truth slowly disappeared, replaced by increasingly noisy human voices.

It's very mixed, there are cries, talking, laughter, everything.

Wen Bai couldn't hear clearly, but he could clearly feel the fireworks inside.

When he opened his eyes again, Wen Bai was firmly shocked by the scene in front of him.

Crowds of people run side by side with carriages and horses, street lights are like daylight, and knee-high children are shaking windmills, humming tunes they have never heard before, and stepping on bluestone slabs to line up.

It's... the streets of the capital in the painting.

A little girl with a bun was biting a pastry and ran past him.

The little girl giggled, and ran a little fast, and within a short while, she was already in front of her eyes.

Wen Bai was still in a daze, and when he was about to bump into him, his hands tightened.

The whole person was gently brought down by a force.

The moment he saw Lu Zheng, Wen Bai had a sense of reality.

It turned out that it was not an illusion before, Lu Zheng really held him.

It's not a dream now, he really entered the painting, the "Night Picture of Zhongyuan Festival".

To be more precise, he came to the world many years ago.

"Look at Baibai, lanterns, jugglers, and river lanterns! I didn't lie to you!" Little Lotus Lantern spun around several times excitedly.

It took Wen Bai a long time to respond: "En."

Only now did he realize what Di Ting meant by "the picture of the morning glory can't be compared with it".

Only the shepherd boy and the scalper in the picture of the morning cow are conscious.

Mr. Polu is not good at backgrounds, and he doesn’t paint backgrounds, but here, not only people, tiles, restaurants, plants and trees all have their own shapes and are different from each other.

Even the intangible is alive.

For example, the wind passing through the alley swayed the welcoming lanterns hanging beside the signboard.

This is not something a painting can do.

But what I heard is that this is a small world, a world of its own.

If you say that when you looked at the paintings before, you were amazed at the high painting skills.

Now, Wen Bai was extremely shocked.

The wind blowing on me thousands of years ago, the real feeling is incomparable to all the well-preserved places of interest and historical sites in modern times, and the old capital city sites.

And it's still a time of fireworks like the Mid-Yuan Festival.

Lu Zheng was standing beside Wen Bai, watching his eyes getting brighter and brighter, he was not in a hurry.

For him, this scene was very common, even a little noisy.

But he didn't have any interest in opening this Night Sacrifice Picture.

If I have to say something, it is the joy of the person in front of me with a light.

"This, here, it's really..." Wen Bai said a sentence intermittently, without beginning or end.

Lu Zheng understood it, and said "Hmm".

Lu Zheng: "There are still a few hours to go shopping, where do you want to go first?"

Wen Bai immediately said: "You can go wherever you want."

After replying, Wen Bai remembered Lu Zheng's last sentence.

There are still a few hours to go shopping, Wen Bai didn't understand the meaning of the words, and asked: "Is there still a time limit?"

Lu Zheng explained briefly: "This is a small world created by Cen Lin. The people and things in it have existed in real life, but the time has not."

Wen Bai frowned.

Lu Zheng asked without answering: "What's the name of this painting?"

Wen Bai replied: "The night picture of the Zhongyuan Festival."

Lu Zheng nodded: "Zhongyuan Festival Night, so when the sun rises, everything here will start again."

Wen Bai was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized.

Although he is not very clear about the concept of this "small world", he also knows that if time continues to extend here, it will become another time and space.

It is not the so-called "Night Picture of Zhongyuan Festival".

The human world in this painting is a real human world, but the time is only one night in Zhongyuan, so short.

Wen Bai nodded.

Since the little lamp entered the painting, it hasn't calmed down, fluttering here and there, and when it almost bumped into the red lantern head-on, Wen Bai hastily shouted: "Yuan Yuan!"

The little lotus lantern floated back, and Wen Bai paused in his footsteps.

In just a few minutes, so much happened that he forgot some things.

Wen Bai looked at the pedestrians passing by, and looked at Lu Zheng: "Can they not see us?"

"En." Lu Zheng responded, turning Wen Bai's wrist.

As soon as Wen Bai lowered his head, he saw a dot of ink on his wrist.

Look carefully, it looks like a leaf?

The little lotus lamp has already landed on Wen Bai's shoulder: "I know this one, it's Ye Yin who is listening!"

"It can cover people's breath, and other people can't see us."

Lu Zheng: "This is the first time I have used this map of offering sacrifices to the night, and the exact location where it landed is still unclear."

Wen Bai nodded.

No wonder it landed directly on the busiest street just now.

Di Ting was very thoughtful, if he didn't hold back his breath and appeared out of thin air with strange clothes, to these people, it would be no different from a real bump into a ghost.

Lu Zheng looked at the ink mark on Wen Bai's wrist: "You can play if you want, just wipe off that leaf mark."

Wen Bai shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's very good."

Listening to this leaf seal probably really only sealed their breath, but did not seal other sensory experiences.

It sounds similar to a ghost state, but it is actually very different.

The hand can touch the real object, and it doesn't matter if it's warm or cold. When walking, you even have to pay attention to the road and avoid it-this is what Wen Bai just found out, because when he called Xiaoliandeng to stop, he was a little anxious. Accidentally ran into someone.

Although it only touched the shoulder, the man probably noticed it and turned his head to glance.

Fortunately, there were many people on the street, and the blow was not very heavy, so the hostage touched his shoulder and didn't take it seriously.

In this way, it may be more comfortable.

Lu Zheng still looked at him and frowned.

With just one glance, Wen Bai could guess what Lu Zheng was thinking.

He may feel that his "this is very good" is casual.

The boss may not really take these concerns to heart, and what he said is "play", and you can play if you want.

Wen Bai had no choice but to seriously say: "This is really good, and it doesn't affect our playing."

"And even if they can see the two of us but can't see Yuan Yuan, then we have to pay attention to the people around us when we talk to Yuan Yuan, and now we don't have to."

"You can say whatever you want, and it's convenient."

Xiao Lian Deng happily agreed: "Yes!"

Only then did Lu Zheng respond.

Wen Bai looked around and felt that everything was new and strange, so he asked brightly, "Then where should we go first?"

Lu Zheng was suddenly asked: "..."

It is true that he brought a lotus lantern to the world, but it has been many years ago.

At that time, it wasn't that I was interested, it was just that I couldn't help it.

Not long after he entered the human world, he threw the lotus lantern to others and chose a quiet place to sleep.

So now Wen Bai asked him where he was going first, or what new gadgets, he really didn't know.

Lu Zheng was silent for a while, and said: "City God's Temple."

Xiao Lian Deng was quite happy: "Go and find Grandpa Chenghuang!"

Wen Bai looked at it and smiled: "You know it?"

Xiao Lian Deng: "I don't know if it's the Grandpa City God I know."

"The last time Lu Zheng brought me to the world, it was Grandpa Chenghuang who played with me."

Wen Bai subconsciously asked, "What about Lu Zheng?"

Xiao Lian Deng: "I don't know, Grandpa City God said he is very busy."

"But I also had a lot of fun."

Wen Bai felt that there was something tricky in it, so he took a look at Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng paused and turned his head away.

Wen Bai: "..."

Sure enough, look at this guilty look.

I don't know if they are lucky, the Town God's Temple is on their street.

The further you go in, the louder the voices become.

The moment Wen Bai saw the carved beams and painted buildings of the Town God's Temple, he realized for the first time what Lu Zheng meant by "declining".

The abundant incense almost covered the statue of the city god, but only from the outline that appeared from time to time, one can see the exquisite body sculpting of the city god.

The eyes are full of red gold, and the outermost plaque is written with three big characters "Temple of the City God".

This is only the outermost one.

Looking inside, there are several plaques of "Benevolence Widespread" and "Weize Prominence", all of which are all pieces of pure gold without exception.

It is more vivid under the setting off of joss sticks.

Not to mention the flowing pilgrims.

The loads of joss sticks that Zhou Wei just lamented in the morning might not be able to fill the wall of the outermost courtyard here.

If it weren't for the conditions, Wen Bai even wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone and show it to Zhou Xiaochenghuang.

Wen Bai looked at the black head and asked, "How do I get in here?"

Lu Zheng glanced at it, maybe he also felt that the crowd was a bit troublesome, so he simply said: "If you can't get in, let him out."

Wen Bai had a bad premonition: "Come out?"

Over there, Lu Zheng has already waved his hand.

Then... There was one more person in front of Wen Bai's eyes.

Long beard, brocade clothes, heavy crown.

It is an enlarged version of the Chenghuang body sculpting standing at the highest position inside.

The moment Chenghuang saw Lu Zheng, he immediately bowed and called out "My lord".

The golden crown, which was as long as three of his heads, made Wen Bai tremble with fear.

Lu Zheng responded lightly.

After Chenghuang got up, he noticed Wen Bai beside Lu Zheng, smiled and bowed.

Ignoring those cumbersome attire, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes like the grandfather next door, Wen Bai hastily returned a salute.

Lu Zheng didn't know what he said to him, in just a moment, Cheng Huang had already changed into casual clothes.

He was dressed in common clothes, a cane, and the golden crown on his head was replaced by a wooden stick.

Seeing that Wen Bai was watching seriously, Lu Zheng just happened to come to the Town God's Temple, so he said, "The jade gourd in your hand has the seal of the Yin Division."

"It can be used when necessary, and it can call out the local city god."

Wen Bai was startled: "Can you call out the City God?"

Lu Zheng: "Yes."

It was the first time Wen Bai knew that jade gourds had this kind of effect, but he was afraid that there would be some taboos in using these things, so he was worried, so he added: "Then when is it necessary?"

Lu Zheng: "There is no one around, and there are troubles."

Wen Bai lowered his head slowly, and said to himself: "It's when you're not around."

That probably won't work.

In reality, it is useless to find Chenghuang for "events in the world".

As for matters related to the Yin Division... He knew how much he was, so he would definitely discuss it with Lu Zheng and the others before acting.

Wen Bai thought so, but he didn't know that what he said unintentionally fell into Lu Zheng's ears, but the meaning changed abruptly.

Lu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and the look in Wen Bai's eyes became complicated.

He never knew that when Wen Bai saw "trouble" in his eyes, it was when he was not by his side.

Lu Zheng coughed lightly and said, "Got it."

Wen Bai raised his head: "Huh?"

What do you know?

Lu Zheng has already turned around and walked back: "Let you follow."

Wen Bai had no choice but to follow the little lotus lamp in his arms.

Cheng Huang looked around at Lu Zheng and Wen Bai, smiled and shook his head.

This little boy seems to be very popular with adults.

Wen Bai quickly forgot Lu Zheng's inexplicable "Got it", because his attention was completely occupied by the drumming streets.

I also quickly realized the role of Chenghuang as a tour guide.

In the entire capital city, there is probably no one who understands people's livelihood better than the City God.

"That's called Magu Ke'er," said the city god, pointing to the hemp seedlings tied on the table legs of the stalls, "it's to tell the family ancestors that this year will be a good harvest."

"Tell Qiucheng, the people will tie some seedlings on the table legs, pillars or gates at home."

Xiao Lian Deng couldn't help being curious, and picked up a millet seedling that had fallen on the ground. The millet seedling drooped lightly, swept over it, and hooked the petals.

There are tiny fluffs on the top, which makes the little lotus lamp laugh.

Wen Bai stretched out his hand to pick it off, and then turned the millet seedling in his hand: "I saw it in a book before, so it looks like this."

Cheng Huang didn't care about Wen Bai's strange attire at all: "It's much more than that, there are many rules."

"If the young master came one day earlier, besides these Magu nests, you would also see many sellers of neem leaves."

"When you go to the people's homes, you will be conspicuous. Every family arranges millet and makes rich cakes and pastries. It is very lively."

When Xiaoliandeng heard "Dim Sum", the petals all unfolded: "Is it delicious?"

City God pointed with his walking stick: "It's just ahead, young master, do you want to try it?"

Wen Bai: "Can I still taste it?"

Although Lu Zheng said before that the things in the painting are real, but Wen Baiqu didn't know that he could still eat them.

Cheng Huang laughed: "Of course I can."

As he spoke, he took it out of his sleeve.

When he stretched out his palm again, there was already a bright yellow cloth bag in his palm, signaling Wen Bai to stretch out his hand.

Wen Bai thought it was something, took it and opened it to see a bag full of small copper coins.

"Whatever you want to eat, what you want to buy, just enjoy yourself, young master." Afraid that Wen Bai would be worried, he said again, "It's okay to hold your breath, although you can't see us, it's just a matter of saving a little effort, money Just give it."

"We often do this when we want to relieve our hunger. There are so many people on the street today that we don't pay attention to it."

And Wen Bai held the heavy little purse: "!"

He really couldn't treat this bag of small copper coins with a normal heart.

Because of these copper coins, he has seen them in the National Museum.

Only a few.

At that time, Professor Li had an elective subject that was dedicated to explaining ancient coins. During the final exam, he had read all the books on ancient coins and ancient coins in the library, and he would not admit his mistakes.

At that time, I thought, if only I could find one and have a look.

But now, he has a whole bag.

Wen Bai was taken aback.

Before, because everything around here, from the big wine shops and play stalls to the small bunch of hemp seedlings, was so full of life that he somewhat ignored the fact that no matter how smoky it was, this place was a thousand years ago.

Everything here, no matter which one is moved to the real world, is something that must enter the National Museum.

Wen Bai held the money bag, and under Chenghuang's sight, nodded solemnly.

Then hold the little antique in your hand tightly.