"Fight poison with poison?" She blinked, recalling Xiao He's description of the plan.
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“In ancient times, violence was used to suppress violence; now, falsehood is used to suppress falsehood…?” Wang Xuefeng couldn’t help but chuckle.
Looking at the chaotic yet comically festive atmosphere before him, even the usually thoughtful man couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Of course! Even the Bluebird must be dumbfounded!" Xiao He chuckled as he put a bright red hair clip on himself.
The hair clip has an upside-down "福" (fortune) character attached, a Chinese knot tassel below, and two small red bells.
To be honest, this hair clip...
It has no aesthetic appeal.
Wang Xuefeng held back and didn't say anything, after all, it was the first handmade trinket that Xiao He made himself.
"No rush, aesthetic sense can be cultivated gradually..." he thought to himself.
But perhaps it was Xiao He's "street fashion show" that prompted handicraft shops everywhere to start mass-producing these "hot-selling" items.
Jewelry, clothing, shoes, hats, bags...
Feature 1: Red!
No explanation needed, it's red, as red as fire!
Feature Two: Noisy!
Whether it's "clanging" or "chirping," it has to be the loudest and most annoying noise!
Feature 3: It has text!
Whether it's a prayer or a blessing, the point is to write down some good words!
The better it is written, the more it will sell!
In just one day, a fierce "storm" swept across the entire Luzhong region.
—The Nian Beast Storm!
Following the steps in the "legend," people pasted red couplets on their doors, laid red carpets on the ground, hung red lanterns at the entrance, and pasted red paper on the windows...
Some people, not wanting to be left behind, even started to express themselves in their own way.
Some had their roofs painted red, and some even painted their walls red. If you were invited into one of their homes, you would find that all their furniture was bright red.
"Wow? Are these people just bored out of their minds?" Xiao He looked at the city again after an afternoon, and it looked like the whole city was on fire.
Seeing such a spectacular display of flames, everyone beamed with joy...
"Hey! You guys think this way, the Nian beast won't come out, right?"
"That's it!!"
"Absolutely!! With all this fame, how could I dare to come out?!"
"Hahahaha..."
Laughter filled the streets and alleys with a joyful atmosphere.
Wang Xuefeng still held Xiao He's hand, and looking at the scene that was "out of control," he couldn't help but laugh until he cried.
"Qingniao doesn't have a countermeasure yet. Could it be planning to fight head-on on the last day?" Xiao He couldn't help but wonder.
"For example, forcibly inciting some people to jump down as a sacrifice?"
"Then what do you think we should do?" Wang Xuefeng asked with a smile.
Xiao He's eyes darted around: "How about we organize a lion dance and dragon dance competition? After all, when people get excited, they naturally forget about time! What do you think?!"
"Hmm?" Wang Xuefeng stroked his chin and nodded emphatically: "Great idea!!"
...
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Great news! Great news! A new competition! Generous rewards! Everyone who participates wins a prize!"
"Grand Prize—"
"One hundred bags of rice!"
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