Half of July.

It is the folk festival of the Zhongyuan Festival. Whether superstitious or not, people will go to the river to put water lamps to comfort the spirits of the deceased. Yangzhou is the main city, so it is no exception. But Niantong doesn’t remember much about any relatives he needs to remember, so she chose to lie by the window and look at the moon. Today’s moon is very round.

But she was a little absent-minded and didn't know what she was thinking. Sometimes she felt that it was nothing bad to waste her time like this. Now, except for someone who was with her for dinner, she basically stayed alone in the house or went out to practice swords. Occasionally, Yi Yang would come in and chat with her for a while. She had no requirements for herself, and she was really relaxed and comfortable.

The door was opened with a "creak" sound, and she was startled because of the sayings of ghosts and gods today. It seemed that the person was Tang Xi, who had not spoken to her for many days. She was a little panicked and called "Master" timidly.

Tang Xi smiled, but that smile was not as romantic as before. Instead, it was a little deliberate and deliberate. He didn't know what was going on, but he was even worse than when he met Ziqingting.

"I have something for you." He handed the cloth bag in his hand, "After the master is gone, you can find some time to play on your own."

Niantong stretched out her hand but didn't open it: "Master, what is it?"

"It's nothing... It's useless for me to keep it, I'll give it to you." Seeing that she was still confused, he paused and said, "It's a name for a firework if you don't change this life."

How could she not know that if she never changed her life, many lovers went to Huashan to burn such expensive fireworks. The yellow flames quickly formed a huge heart shape, which was particularly beautiful against the white snow in Huashan. She loved the appearance of the fireworks very much at that time, as golden as a dream.

"But this is very expensive, master..." She suddenly thought of the scene where Tang Xi went to Phoenix Island to dig red-patterned ore. Could it be that he was saving money for buying this? So he saw her and Yi Yang that day...

"No..." Tang Xi seemed to know what she was thinking, and blurted out and interrupted Niantong. He was a little embarrassed for a moment. He didn't want her to know that he was so dedicated to her. "It's just something that someone else gave me. I see you like it, so I will give it to you."

"Oh." Niantong lowered her head, she was thinking too much.

Tang Xi pretended to be relaxed and shrugged: "I am in a bad mood that day, your master, don't mind... In two days, the master will return to Jianshun, you and A Chen support each other, and, with Yi Yang... Get along well with him, don't make any trouble for me, I can't come to save you." He smiled. If he doesn't laugh, he might not be able to hold back his tears? A man is a real man, he has lost blood and flesh but not tears. He has never shed tears, but why does he feel so sad at this moment?

"Okay..." Niantong nodded.

"You have to take a break soon." Tang Xi didn't say anything more. In fact, he really wanted to accompany her. I wonder if she would be afraid of the legend of ghosts and monsters in the Zhongyuan Festival. But in the end, he just brought the door and buried thousands of words in silence.

Yi Yang walked out with some displeasure. After passing through Tang Xi and Nian Tong's room, he found that the lights had been turned off. In the middle of the night of the Zhongyuan Festival, he chose this time to go out, and he was convinced by Shen Yanyi. Yi Yang kept pinching the note in his hand tightly and threw it into the candle placed at the inn stairs to facilitate people to walk.

The cicadas were crying endlessly, and he was already a little irritated, which made him even more a little more. Yi Yang quickly walked through the street with only one or two pedestrians late at night and turned into an alley.

"You're coming a little late?" The woman pretended to yawn with a slight complaining voice. Seeing him with a dark face and didn't say anything, she laughed, "I heard that you gave her a stream of clouds?"

"She likes it, so I bought it." Yi Yang tried his best to say to her calmly, "What's the matter with me?"

"When do you plan to delay the Three Life Dan land? I asked you to get close to her, not to let you talk about love," Shen Yanyi raised her eyebrows, "Then tell me, what other discoveries have you made."

Yi Yang paused and said, "Tang Xi is leaving. Tang Xi... likes her."

"Oh? This is very interesting. She, a little Taoist nun, actually has such great charm? Then, does she also like Tang Xi? Are you... sad?"

"I don't know. When Tang Xi leaves, I will find a suitable opportunity to let her take the Three Life Pill." His topic suddenly changed, "Is the island in the middle of Cuizhu Lake that day the plan was yours?"

"Me? I don't have that great ability. Hongxiu Villa just gave her a warning. Who knows that she doesn't know her identity at all. If she really wants to kill her, why send those people? Any master, even Tang Xi is here, can't beat them together, right?"

Yi Yang murmured for a while, and then said, "When will you use me, and how can you let my sister go?"

"Look at your anxious look, the dignified Young Master Yang has fallen to this point..."

Yi Yang looked at her coldly: "I am controlled by you, not that I cannot defeat you."

Shen Yanyi seemed to be really scared, and smiled and said, "When the little Taoist nun understands her identity and surrenders to Hongxiu Villa, I will let your sister go, how about it?"

"really?"
Chapter completed!