Suya

Li Xiruo smiled and said: "Aren't there good and bad things in this world, and evil when there is good? Just like there is light, there must be shadow. People and things are like this, and so are gods."

Feng Chen tilted his head and looked at him: "Do you have bad gods?"

"Among the twelve main gods we enshrine, there is one who is in charge of destruction, one who is in charge of the abyss, and one who is in charge of all ghosts, also known as the king of ghosts. These three are the most evil and surly gods in the world. People from the country dare not disturb them."

Feng Chen was a little surprised: "Even if they are so evil, you still want to worship?"

"Of course, good and bad have been with each other since ancient times. If you only choose the good and refuse to face the bad, the bad will only expand and become worse, and you will suffer in the end."

"Hmm... makes sense."

Li Xiruo smiled, and turned to look at the stage in front of her. The candles on the stage had been relit, and the warm light shone on the road and pedestrians, creating a moving warmth.

Li Xiruo blinked, and the candlelight reflected in his dark pupils, illuminating his white face: "There will be a regular play later, see?" The corners of his mouth slightly raised following the movement of his lips, and the candlelight It seems to have turned into sweet honey, winding and flowing in that small arc.

Feng Chen looked at him, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

It's as light as a butterfly fluttering its wings.

Li Xiruo was stunned.

When the girls around saw this scene, they couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

Li Xiruo turned her face to the side in embarrassment, avoiding Feng Chen's sight, and at the same time punched him in the chest.

Feng Chen rubbed his chest and smiled like a rascal: "As expected, there are good things and bad things."

Li Xiruo glared at him, then walked out, not talking to him anymore.

Feng Chen followed behind him, flicking the wolf's tail on his buttocks.

The customs and customs of Liguo and Fengguo are quite different, and Feng Chen has never had a good time in Liguo before, when he saw the stalls on both sides of the street and the clothes of the people in Liguo, he couldn't help being curious, and couldn't help but wonder. Look around.

Walking and walking, Feng Chen saw a lot of stalls hanging a lantern, the lanterns were big or small, with different colors, but all of them looked like fish.

Feng Chen grabbed Li Xi Ruo's arm: "Xi Ruo, what is this?"

Li Xiruo stopped and looked in the direction he was pointing.

The cool wind blows gently, the candlelight flickers, and the shadow of the lamp falls on the ground, turning into a small black fish and wandering quietly.

"Oh, that's a fish lantern, it's for blessing."

Feng Chen stretched his neck and looked around: "Every stall seems to have it, why? And I never saw it when I was in Qiang City."

"It is said that the real body of the sea god is a fish." Li Xiruo paused, and pursed his lips in distress: "Well, let me tell you this. Although there are twelve main gods in Li Kingdom, except Ni Ling Palace, or I want to enshrine all of them, and other places choose two or three of them as patron saints to enshrine."

"Most towns facing the sea like Huancheng choose the god of the sea as their patron saint, and the god of the sea is a fish. And fish is no different from wealth to fishermen, so gradually, fish has become a symbol of auspiciousness and wealth. Many Fishermen will catch a fish during the festival, keep it at home for a period of time, and then release it.”

Li Xiruo pointed to a fish lantern: "People in Huancheng like to make fish lanterns. Business people bring fish lanterns with them, and they will be protected by the sea god, and then they can go in and out safely and their business will prosper. This kind of fish lanterns Only in Huancheng, you can't find it in other places."

Feng Chen stared at the exquisitely crafted fish lantern, and nodded slowly.

"Hahaha, look, this is you, it seems!!"

"Go, obviously like you!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the side.

Li Xiruo and Feng Chen looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a lot of people standing beside a small stall, a little girl and a boy were standing beside them laughing and joking.

The stall owner is a white-haired old man, who is sitting on a small chair with a smile, holding his hands in front of his eyes, as if he is pinching something.

Li Xiruo looked at the things on his front, his eyes lit up.

Feng Chen's curiosity was aroused immediately, and he moved his face closer: "What is he selling?"

"Mianmen."

"Flour man?" A person covered in flour appeared in Feng Chen's mind: "Selling people on the street? And they still need to be sprinkled with flour? People from Liguo are so strange."

Li Xiruo said speechlessly: "Dough man refers to a dummy made of glutinous rice flour."

"Oh."

"It can be shaped like a real person." After speaking, Li Xiruo raised his head.

Feng Chen looked down at him.

Li Xiruo blinked: "Do you want it?"

"You want it?"

"Hmm..." Li Xiruo seemed a little embarrassed, and after a moment of silence, said, "I have a little thought..."

Feng Chen grabbed his shoulder and patted him: "If you want it, buy it."

"Is it too childish..."

Feng Chen said with certainty: "No."

Looking at Feng Chen, Li Xiruo always felt that he would always be a child in his eyes, not to mention buying a doughnut, even if he wanted to buy candied haws and bamboo dragonflies, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

Li Xiruo was a little upset, but couldn't resist the temptation of the noodle man, and finally decided not to make things difficult for him, and took a decisive step towards the noodle seller's stall.

Most of the people around the stall were teenagers and girls in their teens, as well as some parents with children. Feng Chen and Li Xiruo standing in the crowd were really eye-catching.

The old man, the stall owner, squinted his eyes, and slowly kneaded the doughnuts. There was only a fish lantern on the stall for lighting. Even though the lights nearby were bright, his stall was still a bit dark. The old man was sitting in the dark, so logically speaking, it should not be possible. He could clearly see the details of the person he was kneading, but he was very skilled in the movements of his hands. He kneaded a hat in two or three strokes, and in a blink of an eye, another piece of clothing appeared in his hands.

While kneading, the stall owner chatted with the people around him, as if he didn't need to carefully stare at the dough in his hands, as his skillful hands could already do what he needed to do.

The people around were secretly amazed, watching his movements without blinking.

After a while, a majestic general stood on the bamboo stick in the old man's hand.

A child clapped his hands excitedly. The old man smiled and handed the general to him. The child quickly took it and looked carefully under the lamp. He liked it very much.

Li Xi Ruo stared at the military commander for a while, then bumped Feng Chen with his elbow, and said, "It's kind of like you."

Feng Chen glanced at the person in front of him: "Am I that ugly?" After speaking, he looked at the old man again, pointed at himself, then pointed at Li Xiruo, and said, "Old man, pinch one like us."

The old man laughed, twisted some flour balls from the box, kneaded them in his hands, and then carved on them with plastic sheets made of horn knives.

In the blink of an eye, a delicate little face was formed, which looked somewhat similar to Li Xiruo.

While kneading glutinous rice noodles dyed with black paint into hair, the old man asked, "Girl, how about the old man make you a fairy dress?"

Daughter?Li Xiruo looked at him and was stunned.