There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

There was an arched bridge on the river in front, Han Shu led Ye Qinghe onto the bridge, and when he got closer, he could see the water flowing under the bridge, and the lotus lantern carrying people's wishes also swayed leisurely on the water.

The arch bridge is very high. Looking down from the top, you can see the light from the windows of the houses in the distance, which is connected with the light of the lanterns on the street.

Hanshu lowered his head slightly, but saw Ye Qinghe Xiaoxiao lying on the railing of the arch bridge, looking into the distance, the thousands of lights falling into his eyes, like a little bit of starlight.

Some of the softest places in Hanshu's heart were poked, he curled his lips slightly, tightly wrapped around Ye Qing and Xiaoshou's hands, and whispered: "Let's go, go and have a look."

On the opposite side of the arch bridge, there is a rather lively street.

Ye Qinghe raised his head ignorantly, glanced at Hanshu, but saw unexpected tenderness.

He was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded fiercely, and smiled: "Okay."

The two walked slowly down the arch bridge. Before they stepped on the street, they saw a small stall selling masks beside them.

There were no neighbors on the left and right sides of the stall, and it looked a little lonely in the middle. Hanshu looked at the masks of different shapes on the stall, and suddenly had an idea, pulled Ye Qinghe to the side of the stall, and said with a smile: "Come on, the other children are all There are masks, and you should have one too, choose the one you like."

Ye Qinghe was very reluctant, he was not considered a child, but he looked at his short figure, as if there was nothing he could refute, he finally lowered his head and gave a muffled answer.

Hanshu could naturally see his little thoughts, and with a smile on his lips, he pretended not to notice, and led Ye Qinghe to the stall.

Seeing a guest coming, an old woman propped up a lantern from behind the shelf, she looked at Hanshu with a smile, then looked at Ye Qinghe who was standing beside her, and said with a smile: "What a handsome young master, The young master brought the young master to choose the mask?"

"Yes." Hanshu smiled slightly and pushed Ye Qinghe forward.

Ye Qinghe didn't know what the masks on the stall meant, anyway, every one of them was gaudy.

Seeing his hesitation, the old lady smiled knowingly: "Young master, it's the first time to participate in the Lantern Festival. How about this mask?"

As he spoke, he handed Ye Qinghe a white mask.

The facial makeup on that mask is the same as other masks, the eyebrows and eyes are very exaggerated, the only advantage is that the color is not so conspicuous, it is just painted in white and gray.

According to the standards that children like, this mask is no different from ordinary masks. Ye Qinghe was a little curious: "Why is it this?"

The old lady was stunned, and smiled: "This is the mask of the mighty general that was released recently."

"The mighty general?" Han Shu also became curious.

"Yes, it is said that a monster appeared on Beiman Mountain thousands of miles away, and it devoured a living person every day, making the people of Beiman town miserable. When everyone was afraid of being buried in the mouth of the monster, an expert appeared to subdue him. After seeing this monster, the people in Beimang Mountain said, this fairy is wearing a white armor and has a burly figure, and he is the reincarnation of a mighty general from the sky!" The old woman paused slightly, and said with a smile: "People thank him for saving Beimang Mountain, so Only then has the mask of this mighty general.”

Ye Qinghe: "..."

The mighty general? !

what the hell? ?

But Hanshu understood, this is probably the "war result" left by Ye Qinghe and others when they went to Beiman Mountain last time, but the story has long been distorted from word of mouth, and the unlucky young man has also been interpreted as a burly man the general.

Hearing the name that made people laugh, Rao Hanshu couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, and couldn't help saying: "Since this is the case, it's appropriate for you to carry it, so just buy it."

When Ye Qinghe heard it, he became anxious immediately, he is not a mighty general, he is so stupid to hear this name!

Busily put down the mask, raised his head and said to Hanshu: "No, I don't like it."

Seeing Ye Qinghe's small face full of stubbornness, Hanshu's smile deepened, he picked up a colorful mask from the side, sent it to Ye Qinghe, and said with a smile: "Do you like this?"

This mask is even scarier than the "mighty general" just now, with red eyes and green mouth, it doesn't look like a human at first glance!

Ye Qinghe immediately grabbed the "Mighty General" and took two steps back, shaking his head again and again: "No, it's still... I don't want it anymore, let's go shopping over there, teacher, I don't want this!"

"Don't want it?" Looking at Ye Qinghe's serious and frightened expression, Hanshu suddenly started teasing, and said, seemingly true or false: "Are you going to reject the teacher's affection for you?"

Ye Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

Isn't it just a mask?How did it become Hanshu's feelings for him?

But Hanshu seemed to like the mask very much, Ye Qinghe hesitated immediately.

At this moment, the old woman who had been silent beside her smiled and said, "Young master, the mask in your hand belongs to Immortal Hanshu in the sky. The size is not suitable for children, if you like it, you should bring it yourself."

Hanshu: "..."

He just wanted to tease Xiao Qinghe on a whim. How did this retribution come so quickly?

How does the world know that there is still a Hanshu Xianjun in the sky?

He obviously hasn't been down to earth since 500 years ago.

Hanshu was helpless, but Ye Qinghe seemed to have found a life-saving straw. After listening to the old woman's words, his eyes lit up, and he pinned the "mighty general" on his head, and grabbed Hanshu's wrist again. She pleaded childishly: "Teacher, Qinghe likes this mask, so you can wear it!"

Hanshu glared at Ye Qinghe even more helplessly, this kid, who just disliked his appearance as a child, now took advantage of his child's appearance as a matter of course.

The eyes of the "mighty general" on Ye Qinghe's face were very big, just exposing Ye Qinghe's big eyes. Under the reflection of the nearby candlelight, Ye Qinghe's eyes seemed to be filled with starlight. Not to mention the expectations there.

The words of refusal stuck in his mouth, but Han Shu couldn't say anything.

After a while, Hanshu had no choice but to compromise and put the mask on his face.

Well, Xiao Qing succeeded in being cute, and he compromised.

So, the old and the young, wearing two exaggerated and funny masks, walked towards the brightly lit place.

Just when Hanshu and Ye Qinghe were getting ready to be watched, they found that half of the people on the street next to them were wearing various masks, and some of them were even more exaggerated than theirs.

Only then did Hanshu heave a sigh of relief. Fortunately, if he was really surrounded by people in the world because of a mask, he would definitely be laughed to death by Wenqu Xingjun when he returned to the sky.