Chapter 10 Celebration This afternoon and evening, just enjoy the celebration...
"I haven't thought about this matter, and I don't intend to think about it in depth." Zhao Qingxun said calmly, without missing the flash of disappointment on Ying Bu Ran's face.
Ying Bu Ran quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Anyway, there is still a long time to go in the future, so there is no need to dwell on this moment. Love is not a necessity."
Zhao Qingxun was silent for a moment before nodding and changing the subject: "By the way, do you want to go to the celebration?"
"Celebration? Is it a place where a lot of people gather together?" Ying Bu Ran was quickly led away from the original topic, and his eyes lit up when he heard something new.
She had heard of it before, but there were too many people in that place, so she didn't dare to get close. She could only watch from afar and listen carefully, but she could hardly hear the laughter.
Zhao Qingxun rubbed her head and explained, "It's not a place, it's a festival? Or an event? During this event, people gather together to celebrate something."
So that's it! "Can I go? Days like this should be very happy days, right? What if something unexpected happens because of me..." Ying Bu Ran wanted to go, but considering her past, she didn't dare.
"Of course, as long as Master agrees, I'll take care of it." Zhao Qingxun looked at Ying Bu Ran and assured her, then added comfortingly, "Even if something does happen, it has nothing to do with you. I've participated in several celebration patrols, and I can say that none of them ended safely."
"Are you saying I'm some kind of disaster?"
Ying Bu Ran shook his head decisively and said seriously, "How is that possible? You are definitely not a disaster star. You are the one who protected them."
"I'm not, and neither are you. It just happened that you were there a few times, so don't think too much about it, okay?" Zhao Qingxun held Ying Bu Ran's face and made her look at him. "You are a very good person."
Ying Bu Ran felt a pang of pain in her nose again. She knew that it was not as Zhao Qingxun said. She had indeed brought disaster upon herself several times.
She was comforting herself that she was really a good person, radiating warmth that made her unable to help but get close to her.
After a moment, Ying Bu Ran regained his composure, and a strong anticipation for the celebration grew in his heart: "Can I really go? Do I need to ask Master for permission? If I can go, is there anything I need to bring?"
"I'll just go talk to Master. You don't need to bring anything, just follow me. The celebration will be in a week, I'll call you in advance. It's getting late today, let's go back and rest."
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In the next few days, neither of them mentioned the matter again and continued living their lives as usual, which made Cheng Banxia anxious but she didn't dare to say anything.
Zhao Qingxun specifically brought her up to warn her not to talk nonsense in front of Ying Bu Ran.
The anticipation for the celebration temporarily diluted Ying Bu Ran's unspeakable thoughts, and he was counting down the days until the celebration.
"Speaking of which, what is this celebration about?" Ying Buyan lay on the table watching Zhao Qingxun flipping through the Taoist texts, feeling a little bored.
After a period of special training, her physical fitness has improved a lot. At least she is no longer in so much pain that she can't get out of bed every day. Her cultivation has also improved a little bit.
Now she can quickly make a seed bloom, and of course she has received high praise from Zhao Qingxun. However, Cheng Banxia is very... horrified by Zhao Qingxun's praise.
The flower was also growing vigorously. Ying Bu Ran placed it by the bed, letting it bask in the sun for a while every day, watering it and giving it some spiritual power, just as a form of cultivation.
Zhao Qingxun turned his gaze away from the text, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's about the two ancestors who opened up the path for the human race to cultivate immortality. They led humanity out of the shadow of demonic beasts, allowing humans to cultivate and escape the fate of slavery. Therefore, every five years, descendants hold a celebration to commemorate this historic day and remember these two ancestors."
Ying Bu Ran exclaimed in amazement and continued, "So what happened to these two ancestors? I read in a book that when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, they will ascend to the legendary immortal realm."
"They're dead."
Ying Bu Ran blinked and was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"One of the ancestors died suddenly of illness, and after this ancestor's death, another ancestor fell into the devil's way and was suppressed and killed by the joint efforts of various sects. However, almost no one knows about this part of history. What is publicized outside is that they ascended to heaven together." Zhao Qingxun said.
This past event was written in a forbidden book that she had accidentally read. Not long after, the forbidden book disappeared.
Ying Bu Ran exclaimed, "Ah!", feeling both regretful and sympathetic. "Is that really the case? Why can't they have a happy ending? They've done such great things. This must be what the book calls great merit, right? Shouldn't people with great merit have a happy ending?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Qingxun also sighed softly: "Yes, why? But that period of history is impossible to research, it has been too long."
Ying Bu Ran didn't say anything else, and continued to lie on her stomach and watch Zhao Qingxun flip through the documents. As she watched, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In a trance, she felt as if someone picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. She seemed to have a dream in the middle, but when she woke up, she remembered nothing.
There was not a single second of regret for the forgotten dream, and what greeted her next was the experience of the first celebration in her life.
Before Zhao Qingxun called her, Ying Bu Ran had already gotten up and washed up. When Zhao Qingxun knocked on the door, she was greeted by a bright and energetic Ying Bu Ran.
Zhao Qingxun was a bit amused and helpless when she saw this. She called Ying Bu Ran half an hour earlier than usual: "There's no need to get up so early. We still have enough time."
Ying Bu Ran felt a little embarrassed, scratched his head and chuckled: "Isn't it that I'm really looking forward to not being able to sleep..."
Zhao Qingxun smiled helplessly and took her hand: "In this case, let's go shopping around first and see if there is anything we want to buy."
Ying Bu Ran was led by Zhao Qingxun to the town. She was a little worried that someone would rush out and ask her to leave, but this did not happen until she was taken to the first stall.
Someone pinched his hand, and Ying Bu Ran turned around and met Zhao Qingxun's smiling gaze. He gradually calmed down under her firm gaze.
"Come and see if there is anything you want?" Zhao Qingxun said. She had specially exchanged a lot of silver dollars just for this day.
Ying Bu Ran couldn't help but cast his eyes on some children's toys, picked up a ball and shook it gently.
There was a noise, and there seemed to be a small ball inside. Interesting.
Seeing that she was interested in this, Zhao Qingxun bought the pottery ball directly, and then asked softly: "Is there anything else you want?"
Ying Bu Ran didn't expect Zhao Qingxun to act so quickly. He lowered his head slightly and nodded embarrassedly.
Would she be criticized for playing this at her age? But it was really fun.
Forget it, as long as she thinks it's fun, she can play it as long as she can buy it.
Afterwards, they went to a small stall selling accessories. Ying Bu Ran noticed a falling star flower hairpin and picked it up and compared it to Zhao Qingxun.
Zhao Qingxun was wearing a white fairy robe with a small blue flower pinned to his temples, which seemed a bit out of place yet inexplicably appropriate.
It was as if... it was marked with her mark.
"Does it look good?" Seeing Ying Bu Ran stunned, Zhao Qingxun asked with a smile. This smile made the relationship seem even more harmonious.
Ying Bu Ran came back to his senses and nodded: "Yeah, I think it's suitable."
Zhao Qingxun took out a silver dollar and handed it to the stall owner: "Then I'll buy it. Thank you for choosing the hair accessories for me."
"Shall we continue shopping? The celebration will start in a while." Zhao Qingxun stretched out his hand towards Ying Bu Ran. There were more and more people here, and they might get separated if they were not careful.
Ying Bu Ran nodded and took her hand: "Let's go."
They wandered around here for a while, as the celebration was about to begin and more people gathered here.
Seeing that there were too many people and they could hardly walk, Zhao Qingxun took Ying Bu Ran to the teahouse, chose a private room to rest, and sorted out the gains of this trip.
Ying Bu Ran looked at the table full of things and felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he had bought so much in the blink of an eye.
"Don't think too much. These things don't cost much. I brought a lot of silver dollars before I came here, and it doesn't even cost one tenth of it to buy these." Zhao Qingxun skillfully opened the oil bag, took out a piece of dessert and fed it to Ying Bu Ran.
Ying Bu Ran subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite. It was sweet and delicious!
She looked at Zhao Qingxun, who opened the oil bag in his hand, revealing a variety of desserts inside.
When was it bought? She has no idea.
Zhao Qingxun put away all the things with a wave of his hand and placed desserts and tea on the table: "Eat slowly, we'll wait for Cheng Banxia to come."
Ying Bu Ran took another bite of dessert and chewed it hard, like a little hamster, taking some time to swallow it. "Is Senior Sister Cheng coming too?"
"Well, after all, the celebration is on a large scale, and the sect needs to send some people to take charge of security." Zhao Qingxun said, opening another oil bag, which was a new style of dessert.
They kept eating and drinking, and Cheng Banxia didn't come until almost evening.
"Wow, that's a lot! So what are we going to do next?"
Cheng Banxia quickly took the dessert handed to her by Ying Bu Ran, stared at the pressure from Zhao Qingxun, and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "Oh, it's all because of Xu Yaowo's help, isn't it?"
The corners of Zhao Qingxun's mouth twitched, and he rubbed his brows and sighed, "You finish eating first. I have an hour of patrol time next. During this time, I would like to ask you to protect her, okay?"
Cheng Banxia's eyes flashed. This was a good opportunity. "That's easy!" She patted her chest and said, "I can just help you patrol!"
"Anyway, patrolling isn't a fight, so my cultivation is more than enough. I asked Senior Sister to come just in case. Besides, if anything happens, I can hold off until Senior Sister arrives."
Seeing that Zhao Qingxun was about to say something, Cheng Banxia pressed the issue, "Besides, Senior Sister asked Junior Sister to come out just to show her the outside world, so it would definitely be more appropriate for Senior Sister to accompany Junior Sister."
"It's settled. I'll contact them now. If you have anything, please contact Tianlingjing. Bye~" Seeing that Zhao Qingxun had no objection, Cheng Banxia left happily after having worked for the first time.
After Cheng Banxia left, Ying Bu Ran looked at Zhao Qingxun with an apologetic look.
It seems like she has delayed Zhao Qingxun's affairs again?
Zhao Qingxun knew at a glance that Ying Bu Ran was overthinking it again, and explained, "This kind of shift change is very common among the disciples on patrol, so there's no need to blame yourself. The disciples can handle small matters, and if they can't handle big ones, they'll ask the elders for help. Patrols for celebrations like this are always accompanied by elders."
After saying that, Zhao Qingxun handed Ying Bu Ran a mask and put one on himself. He smiled and said, "Let's go. This afternoon and evening, we just need to enjoy the celebration. If you think it's too much trouble for Cheng Banxia, we can just cook her a meal when the time comes."
"Shall we go now?"
Ying Bu Ran looked at the mask in his hand, nodded, and put it on himself. He moved closer to Zhao Qingxun, mustered up the courage to take her hand and said, "Let's go."
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