Rebirth is back for you

The clear water pats gently, and the flowers and trees fly upside down.

Jing Ran jumped up and sat on the mast on the second floor of the cabin, with his hands on his sides, crossed the brightly lit drunken city ahead, and quietly stared in the direction of Wuli capital.

After passing through this drunken city, it will be Wuli's territory. What is waiting for her in this place that will eventually come, what will the person who tried to lure her here do, where is the disappeared Queen Feng, and the Eight Great Aristocratic Families It is possible to find her parents, these are like the thick dark night around me, which cannot be separated.

"looking at what?"

Hearing the soft voice, just as Jing Ran lowered her head, a garment swirled in the thin mist, and fell to her side in a moment, and then a warm and fragrant breath came up from behind.

Jing Ran relaxed, leaned back, looked in the direction of Zuicheng and said softly: "I'm thinking that Zuicheng really lives up to its reputation. It is surrounded by water on three sides, with mountains on one side. The city walls are so high that they are as strong as fortresses. If you talk about breaking through, even if you want to destroy it, it will be difficult to get in."

"It can stand alone for thousands of years without being affected by the change of dynasties. It should be unique." The eldest grandson Qimu also looked at the direction of Drunken City through layers of night, and suddenly smiled lightly, "But There is one thing, no matter how indestructible it is, it cannot be stopped, you may have guessed it?"

Jing Ran raised her eyebrows, smelling the faint aroma of wine mixed in the warm air, smiled and stretched out her hand to pinch her cheek, "I guessed it, you little alcoholic."

"You actually said I was a drunkard." Changsun Qimu leaned over suddenly, bit Jing Ran's lips with a low smile, then suddenly wrapped her around her waist, and floated straight down from the mast.

Drunk City Drunk City, the city lives up to its name.

According to ancient records, this mysterious and ancient city has been famous for its unique wine-making techniques. Every spring, when the flowers bloom, the unsealed wine is fragrant for thousands of miles. People, horses, livestock, flowers, plants and trees within a thousand miles are all smoked I want to be dyed, and I want to be drunk.

But what surprises the world is that everyone in the city is drunk alone, and everyone can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Moreover, although the Drunk City is mysterious, it never rejects outsiders. The gates of the six cities are always wide open, and there are restaurants, teahouses, and markets in it. The capital is nothing.As long as unintentional troublemakers appear, Drunken City is almost the same as other cities.

Before Changsun Qimu set off, the boat had already landed, and most of the people on board had already gathered at the bow of the boat, their faces full of excitement and anticipation. Firstly, the half-month journey by water was finally coming to an end, and secondly, after disembarking, it was Directly set foot on the rumored mysterious Drunken City boundary.

Just when the boat stabilized, the first person who couldn't wait to rush down from the boat was Yunying.

Jing Ran was amused, raised his sleeve and pointed at Yun Ying.Changsun Qimu took her in his arms and turned straight, and landed firmly on the back of Yunying, who was galloping. He didn't hold the rein of the horse, and didn't give orders, just letting it run wildly.

Luo Yi, who quickly followed behind the two of them, was so anxious that he kept tapping on the cornices all over the city, for fear that he would lose him in the blink of an eye.

More than half an hour passed by, and when Yun Ling finally ran around the city and slowed down from boredom, Luo Yi was already so tired that he was about to vomit blood.

Luo Nuo, who appeared from a dense fog, gave him a sympathetic look, and jumped up, "Go down, I'll follow."

"Mian'er, have you seen that stinky girl Jiang Baixi?" As Yunying kicked and slowed down, Jing Ran withdrew her searching gaze and turned her head to ask the eldest grandson Qimu behind her.

Changsun Qimu shook his head, "Never."

"Recently, it's the annual Hundred Flowers Festival in Drunken City. That stinky girl might have gone somewhere to join in the fun." Jing Ran slightly raised her voice amidst the din.

The Hundred Flowers Festival in Drunken City is the most bustling and lively festival of the year in this city. During this festival, the whole city enjoys wine and flowers, and there is an endless flow of people. festival.

"The center of the city should be offering sacrifices to the Flower God. That place is the busiest place. Let's go and have a look." Jing Ran looked at the brightly lit sycamore lanterns along the street and said again. It is also shining brightly, illuminating the entire Drunken City like a starry day, no wonder the lights were brightly lit just now when I was still watching from a distance on the boat.

"Okay." Changsun Qimu raised his voice slightly, reached out and patted Yunying's head, "Go to the city."

Yunying raised her head when she heard the order, as if responding, then she raised her hooves and rushed out very quickly, her long tail rustling behind her.

Although its appearance is eye-catching enough, in a place like Drunken City, most people just look at it a few more times and then naturally look away, which is enough to see that this place already has everything.

When he was about to reach the city, Jing Ran told Yunying, "Go and play by yourself," and then floated up with his eldest grandson Qimu. The high altar in the distance was very conspicuous, but the altar was surrounded by people. The water was blocked, and Yunying obviously couldn't squeeze in.

Jing Ran floated into the crowd very quickly, and because most of the people around him were in the stands with their heads up, they didn't notice that there were two more people beside them out of thin air.She stretched out her hand to protect her eldest grandson Qimu in her arms, isolated herself from the flow of people around her, tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Are you used to it?"

Changsun Qimu smiled, and took her hand back, "It's okay."

Jing Ran nodded, and heard the sudden burst of extremely enthusiastic cheers around her. She turned to look at the stage, and saw two teams of women in skirts clapping their waists tightly coming out from behind the curtain one after another. One team was wearing pink shirts, Clothes fluttered; a team wore green skirts with long sleeves.

The girls from the two groups quickly surrounded the stage with hugs, and then there was the faint sound of silk and bamboo, and the people on the stage began to sing and dance, with enchanting postures, and even more enthusiastic cheers and good cheers sounded from the audience.

Jing Ran didn't look at those girls, but fixed his eyes on the two sycamore lanterns on the cantilever, leaning against his eldest grandson Qimu and said: "Mian'er, look at the pair of lanterns, they are not only made of glazed jade, but also the The ornamentation should only be outlined by someone with extreme internal strength."

"It is rumored that the pair of lanterns used by Zuicheng to sacrifice to the flower god every year are all made by the city lord himself, but the city lord himself has never shown up." The eldest grandson Qimu also looked at the pair of lanterns, and asked, "How are you?" want to?"

Jing Ran shook his head, thinking: "Since no one has seen the city owner, how did this pair of lanterns come out? Where will they be sent after offering sacrifices to the Flower God?"

The eldest grandson Qimu didn't speak, and looked at the stage for a moment before saying: "The lanterns used for sacrifices in Zuicheng every year will be placed there after the sacrifices are over, and those with high skills can grab them by themselves, just like grabbing a hydrangea ball. You can take it away when you arrive, in order to win a good fortune."

"There is still such a rule." Jing Ran groaned, and looked at the pair of lamps again. The familiarity in Ren Xin's heart became more and more serious, and he said casually: "The decoration on this lamp is unusual, we will grab it later." come and see."

Changsun Qimu was suspiciously silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I have snatched such a lantern before."

"..." Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, "Have you been to Drunken City? When?"

"Eight years ago."

"What about the lantern?"

"It was destroyed by me and Jin Yang alone."

"..."

Jing Ran looked away expressionlessly, and searched the crowd one by one. When he looked around for half a circle and didn't see any familiar faces, the originally noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

At the same time, the petals all over the sky fell down like snowflakes, Jing Ran's mouth twitched, and he avoided these petals with his spiritual power calmly.

"Mian'er, don't breathe in." She held Changsun Qimu's palm tightly, and whispered in her ear.

Changsun Qimu gently shook Xia Jingran's palm, indicating that he knew, but stared at the stage with an unchanging expression.Jing Ran quickly looked around, and found that the expressions of the ordinary people were all natural and had not been affected in the slightest, so she squinted her eyes immediately.

At this moment, the sound of the drum suddenly rang out, and the light of the fire dimmed suddenly. Accompanied by the swirling petals, a luxurious and flamboyant figure descended from the sky, and the long-sleeved clothes of Huoshaoyun burned through half of the sky almost instantly.

Jing Ran looked at the face with a thin piece of white jade, and suddenly rolled his eyes angrily, relaxed his body and pillowed on the shoulder of the eldest grandson Qimu, and cursed: "This dead girl, you are pretending to be a flower god, no wonder I couldn't find anyone for half a day."

The eldest grandson Qimu was still looking at the stage motionless, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

The woman in Chinese clothes on the stage waved her long-sleeved fan immediately after she fell down, controlling the thick petals that had already fallen on the stage to float up again, and suddenly condensed into a colorful flower dragon in the air, with a biting breath. Qi rushed straight in the direction of Jing Ran and Changsun Qimu.

Suddenly, the crowd burst into an uproar. At the same time, Changsun Qimu flew up with Jingran in his arms, approaching against the direction of Hualong without retreating.

Just in an instant, the flower dragon that had been gathering quickly quickly separated again. After touching the invisible barrier around Jing Ran and Changsun Qimu, it disappeared very quickly, and the two also followed the flower dragon all the way straight to the stage. On the ground, the woman in Huayi watched the two fall in front of her, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

Just as Jing Ran was about to scold angrily, the two lanterns on top of his head were taken off by two people at the same time, and they were handed over to the masked woman opposite, and the woman smiled and handed it to Jing Ran and grandson Qimu .

"The rules of Drunken City are like this every year. Since the two of you have annihilated the hundred flowers this year and sacrificed to the flower god, this lantern should also be given to you." A little girl dressed as a maid beside the masked woman said at this time. Explained: "Master Flower God is inconvenient to speak during the ceremony, please forgive me."

After the audience had been quiet for a while, there was an uproar again, faintly accompanied by exclamations of "Aren't those two Qingyue's Prince Jing and His Royal Highness the Ninth Princess?" one after another.

Jing Ran rolled her eyes at the person opposite, and reached out to pick it up.

"Yu Meiren!" At this moment, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind, and at the same time, Jiang Boxi's figure quickly swept over from the crowd.

Changsun Qimu and Jing Ran frowned suddenly, and shot at the same time in an instant, grabbing the arm of the masked woman opposite them as quickly as lightning.

The author has something to say: emmm, although I have been a tifu for two days since I just came home, it’s better to go home?.??

This is the first watch, and the second watch is at six o'clock in the afternoon.