On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

The two got up late the next day, and the sun had already been out for a long time.

Chu Qingming looked out the window while having breakfast, and saw that every household was sweeping the road in front of the door with a broom, and many people wrapped red silk around the trees on both sides of the street.

"It's so grand!" Chu Qingming couldn't help sighing, "But why are you wrapping so much red silk?"

"In this city, today is the best day of the year, so many people choose today as their wedding day. But if every family gets married in a grand manner, it will definitely block the road, so the first city lord thought I found a way. Let the family prepare for the marriage in the morning, and at night they will unify on the Luna Bridge to make love. It has been passed down for many years, and it has become a tradition. Red silk will connect all the trees, and golden bells will be hung on them, which means We will be married forever, and I will be happy with my son." Bai Zhaojun explained.

"So it's like this, you know a lot!" Chu Qingming looked forward to the evening even more, he hadn't attended a wedding yet!Although this big wedding has nothing to do with him, it might be good to offer a blessing.

"Bai Zhaojun, you must tell me when you get married in the future, I will definitely come to support you." Chu Qingming said suddenly.

"Sure." Bai Zhaojun lowered his eyelashes, took a sip of the warm tea, I'm married, how can I do without you.

Chu Qingming was quite happy in his heart. He had already sketched Bai Zhaojun's appearance in a wedding dress. It was just the bride... well, he hadn't met anyone yet, so he couldn't imagine it.

If you can see Bai Zhaojun getting married, then he will have no regrets when he returns to the 21st century!

Time always flies by quickly, as soon as Chu Qingming saw that it was getting dark, he immediately went to change into lake blue clothes.When he looked at Bai Zhaojun in a blink of an eye, he was immediately dissatisfied, "How can you wear white today!"

Most of Bai Zhaojun's clothes are black and white, and the clothes with the most colors are probably his disciples' clothes, which are more blue.

"Isn't it pretty?" Bai Zhaojun asked suspiciously.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but today is the day when so many people get married, you can't wear white, I'll find you one." Chu Qingming stretched out his hand, "Give me the storage ring."

Bai Zhaojun obediently gave him the jade ring in his hand.

"Why do your clothes have so few colors? They are either black or white. Are there any brighter colors?" Chu Qingming was dazzled by his pile of clothes.

"No, I don't like choosing clothes." Bai Zhaojun shook his head. He always wears whichever one he gets. Anyway, he will burn it after wearing it once, and he doesn't care about the style and color.

"Ai! I really can't do anything about you." Chu Qingming searched for a long time, and finally chose a black brocade robe, "Finally, there are embroidery patterns, so change to this one."

Bai Zhaojun took the robe and went behind the screen to change it a few times.

The black robe was embroidered with a crane pattern with gold thread, I don't know how it was done, it was only gold, but it always felt like the crane was about to fly away when I walked around.

"Which company made your clothes? I want a set too." Chu Qingming walked around Bai Zhaojun several times, quite envious.

"Forgot." Except for the disciple uniforms issued by the Guixu Sect, Bai Zhaojun sent him other regular uniforms from Changchou, and they had to be destroyed after wearing them, so naturally he didn't care about them.

"If you want, I'll give you a set when I go back."

"Sure!" Chu Qingming nodded, "You look great in this outfit, let's go!"

Bai Zhaojun usually wears no patterns on his clothes, and he relies on his face to prop him up. Now that he suddenly changed his clothes, he immediately exudes a strong protagonist's attractive aura. When he went downstairs, hundreds of eyes fell on him.Even on the street, the rate of turning heads is quite high.

"Look, I have good eyesight!" Chu Qingming patted him on the shoulder, "You are so good-looking, you can't waste this look! Look at those little girls, one or two can't walk gone."

"Let's go! You'll be blocked after a while." Bai Zhaojun rubbed his hair, and squeezed through the gap between the crowd with his arms around him.

"Oh, it seems to be the same." Chu Qingming looked around at the people who were about to surround him again, and suddenly realized that Bai Zhaojun was just a piece of meat among wolves in the eyes of those unmarried girls!

"Well, buy a mask and put it on." Chu Qingming walked to a small stall under the bridge, picked out a golden half-face mask, and paid for it, "If you put it on, no one will see it."

Bai Zhaojun took the mask and put it on, covering the upper half of his face.But even if he only looked at the second half of the picture, he knew that he was an extraordinary person, but now there was no better way.

"Let's go." Chu Qingming pulled people onto the stone bridge covered with red ribbons, "Will the newcomers pass this bridge later?"

"Yes." Bai Zhaojun nodded.

"The first city lord is really smart. This not only solves the problem, but also makes more sense. If you get married on the Luna Bridge, you will definitely be blessed. It will be a good marriage for a hundred years." Chu Qingming walked slowly across the stone bridge, and suddenly saw something different. There was a sugar painting seller in the distance, so he ran over in a few steps, "I'm going to buy a sugar painting, wait for me for a while."

Sitting on the stone pier, Bai Zhaojun suddenly saw a kneading stall under the bridge, and became interested, turned over and got off the bridge.

The peddlers were relieved when they saw that he landed firmly.

The owner of the dough kneading stall is an old woman, wearing a coarse shirt, who is concentrating on kneading dough kneaders.

There were only three children waiting in front of her booth, and Bai Zhaojun stood out when he went.

"Does this young man want to make a doughnut?" The old woman squeezed the last doughnut and handed it to the child, and the three children left happily.

"Can you pinch a sparrow? The fatter one." Bai Zhaojun roughly compared the size.

"Yes, my lord, wait a moment." The old woman nodded, and concentrated on pinching the sparrow.

Chu Qingming just came back from buying sugar paintings, but he didn't see anyone on the bridge, so he panicked immediately.After what happened five years ago, he would panic if he didn't know where Bai Zhaojun was.

He wanted to look for it, but he was afraid that the two of them would be the same as they were five years ago, so he finally decided to sit obediently on the stone pier and wait.

The night wind was a little hot, and the sugar painting had already melted, and it flowed down the bamboo stick to his hands, which was very sticky, but he didn't care about it, he just felt more and more panicked.Chu Qingming stood up, then sat down again, wait, wait.

"The sugar has melted, why don't you eat it?" A familiar voice came, and Chu Qingming immediately looked up at the person in front of him, and his tone was one of happiness that he didn't notice, "Where did you go?"

"I went to buy dough, why are you crying?" Bai Zhaojun reached out and gently wiped away the tears.

cry?Chu Qingming was stunned for a moment, and when he touched it, it was really wet, "I thought I lost you again."

"If you can't find me in the future, just wait for me where I am. I will definitely come and you won't lose it again." Bai Zhaojun raised the dough sparrow on the bamboo stick in front of Chu Qingming, "Look, Does it look like you?"

Chu Qingming glanced at the sparrow, it was very realistic, it was a chubby ball, and it was charmingly naive, "How is this like me?"

"Is it different?" Bai Zhaojun looked at the sparrow seriously, then at Qingming, and finally nodded, "It seems to be a little thinner, it should be bigger."

"How can I be so fat!" If it weren't for being on the street now, Chu Qingming would have to transform back into a sparrow for comparison.

"Okay, no." Bai Zhaojun handed him the bamboo stick, and then took out a white handkerchief to wipe the sugar water on his hands, "My little sparrow is the best."