Chapter 2020 Demon World Celebration
The fireworks exploded, lighting up the sky. The moment the flames dispersed, the clouds hidden in the darkness suddenly appeared.
Only then did Wen Lanzhi understand. Wu Ciyan's apology to her was not just fireworks that dyed the entire night with colorful lights, but also a rabbit cloud hidden in the darkness that was illuminated for a moment.
When the clouds just appeared, Wen Lanzhi thought she was seeing things. She was looking forward to the fireworks rising into the sky again. Thousands of arrows were fired, and countless fireballs rushed into the sky, turning into burning flowers, lighting up the cloud for her in the last moment of her life.
“Wow wow wow wow!” She pulled Wu Ciyan’s arm and jumped up excitedly, “What a beautiful Rabbit Cloud! I can see her ears, nose, and mouth!”
Wu Ciyan raised his head proudly and said, "I put it there specially."
"So amazing!" Wen Lanzhi's gaze shifted from the sky to look at his face illuminated by fireworks, which was also colorful.
Wu Ciyan looked at her, the smile on his face gradually faded, "Actually, I gave your handkerchief to Shi Ju. She said she wanted the handkerchief to accompany her across the reincarnation bridge, and I told her that Wen Lanzhi would be very willing."
Wen Lanzhi said "Oh", "She's so nice to me, of course I will agree!"
Wu Ciyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you would think that I didn't value your handkerchief and took the initiative to give it to someone else."
"How could it be!" Wen Lanzhi shouted, "Shi Ju is your friend, and also my friend. Besides, if he's clearly lost, it seems even less important, okay?"
Wu Ciyan smiled and said, "I didn't want to tell you at first, and I was afraid that you would be sad when you thought of Shi Ju. But I also felt that since you are friends, you should know."
"But," she paused, "are you doing all this today just because of a handkerchief?"
Wu Ciyan straightened his head and said, "Of course. Do I look like I need help?"
Wen Lanzhi bit her lip and stopped talking.
Wu Ciyan took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Wen Lanzhi, "Here, I've been choosing it for a long time."
Wen Lanzhi took it and stuffed it into her sleeve, "I won't lose it."
"Okay." Wu Ciyan continued.
The last firework shot into the sky and ended with a loud bang. The clouds had been blown into a mess by the wind, and the sky was getting light.
Wen Lanzhi yawned.
Wu Ciyan said, "Let's go to bed. We need to light the demon statue tonight."
Wen Lanzhi was too tired in the past two days, so she slept a lot these two days. As soon as she lay down, she fell asleep.
At dusk, she leaned over and opened her eyes to see two red trays on the table. She was startled, thinking they were plates of blood, but when she looked closely, she saw two sets of clothes.
Turning her head, she saw two sets of gorgeous red dresses hanging on the rack next to them. They were embellished with beautiful pearls and gems, sparkling brightly, and had jade tassels hanging around their waists. She stood up, walked forward, and gently stroked them.
Wu Ciyan walked in and said, "You're awake, change your clothes."
"Do we have to dress like this?" Wen Lanzhi asked.
Wu Ciyan chuckled and said, "What else? Are you going to light a fire in your pajamas?"
The monster outside the door poked its head in and said, "Don't mind, Madam. I didn't have time to make new clothes. Luckily, every year for the Monster World Festival, they make two sets of gorgeous clothes and keep one as a spare. So I altered the spare clothes for Madam. They're men's clothes, so they might be a little big. I'll definitely make you a set next year!"
She could stick her head out very far, like a snake, which scared Wen Lanzhi.
Wen Lanzhi patted her chest, relaxed, and said with a smile: "It's okay! I like it very much!"
Before going on stage to light the candles, there is one very important thing to do - to offer sacrifices to the gods.
Wen Lanzhi didn't understand. "Worship the gods? Don't monsters hate gods? Why do they need to worship them?"
Wu Ciyan said: "This worship, of course, is not to worship the guardian god of the demon world, but to worship Murong."
"Sister Murong!" Wen Lanzhi's ears stood up. Usually she kept her ears tucked up, but the two monsters who had just dressed her up said that today's hairstyle was suitable for showing her ears, which looked good.
Wu Ciyan scratched the tip of her ear, then touched the wreath around it, saying, "Yes, as a deity, it's not appropriate for Murong to attend such a celebration. Her parents also disapprove, not wanting her to make enemies with the deities. But she comes quite often. The first time she came, she carried a cart of peaches for me, and as she flew over, she dropped petals along the way. The monsters loved it, so every time she appeared after that, it rained petals. The monsters were all looking forward to her coming."
"Wow!" Wen Lanzhi really wanted to stay in the Imperial City for the rest of her life. It was indeed much more fun at the feet of the Demon King than where she had lived before. "I will definitely worship devoutly and kowtow to Sister Murong many times."
"That's not necessary." Wu Ciyan took out two stacks of flying books from the drawer. "Mu Rong wrote a lot of blessings before the celebration, hundreds of them, I think. We are responsible for sitting in the back and reading one by one, and then burning them after reading. Most of the blessings will be effective, but the number of places is limited, so everyone is scrambling to get them, and after we finish reading, there will be no more."
Wen Lanzhi asked, "Sister Murong is also a deity. Wouldn't she think our celebration is ridiculous?"
Wu Ciyan handed a stack of flying books to her and said, "Of course not. The Heavenly Palace also has fairy celebrations. Besides, we are not celebrating the death of the gods, but the resurrection of the demon world. As for why the guardian god died so that we can live, this is something the gods need to reflect on."
Two men, dressed in finery and under an invisibility spell, sat behind the statue.
In fact, this invisibility spell is unnecessary. Everyone knows that Wu Ci Yan is sitting behind, but it is used for the sake of realism.
The temple door opened, and Wen Lanzhi stood on tiptoe to look out. There was a long queue outside, which extended to the bottom of the steps.
The first person to come in was a male demon with dog ears. He knelt down and kowtowed three times. He raised his head, his eyes swollen and red. He said, "Goddess Murong, please save my mother. She's seriously ill at home. I lined up here three nights in advance just to have her healed. I'm really at my wit's end! Please, please!"
Wu Ci Yan picked up some flying books from the pile and read, "All diseases will be cured, and there will be no disasters or troubles." After that, he lit the flying books on the candle next to them. The flying books flashed golden light and turned into ashes.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Goddess Murong! Thank you, Master Wu!" The monster kowtowed three more times excitedly, and left after being urged by the people behind him.
Wen Lanzhi recognized the next person who came in. Wasn't this Parrot Twelve? He had also come to pray to the gods.
Wen Lanzhi was really curious about what he would ask for. She saw Murong so often, so why didn't he ask for it in person?
He did not come in, but waved to the monster behind him. The pregnant woman walked in with a happy look on her face. She picked up the incense and bowed three times to Murong's statue. She looked skilled and had standard movements, as if she had practiced it many times.
The one in Wen Lanzhi's hand was just right for her. Her clear voice echoed in the temple: "May the birth be smooth, and both mother and child are safe!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed and said thank you several times.
The monsters behind were in an uproar, and their discussions reached Wen Lanzhi's ears without missing a word.
“Why are there still female vocals this year?”
"Oh, Madam entered the Imperial City with such a grand ceremony the day before yesterday. Didn't you see it?"
"I'm at home every day, how would I know what the Madam is like?"
"It's so beautiful! I went to the palace gate yesterday to see it, but was chased away by the young master."
"Madam, young master, they sound like a good match."
Wu Ci Yan patted Wen Lanzhi's shoulder and pointed at the girl below.
"Oh!" Wen Lanzhi came back to her senses, "Soaring high and rising step by step."
There were a few laughs from the crowd, and someone said, "Haha, the lady is shy."
"So shy!"
Wen Lanzhi pursed her lips and began to read Feishu carefully.
After all the blessings were burned, it was already evening and the parade was about to begin. Two people sat on a float all the way from the temple to the lighting platform.
During this time, Wen Lanzhi kept the carriage window open and looked out. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and there were clusters of colorful flowers. She asked, "Why are there so many flower sellers on the street?"
Wu Ciyan said, "It's a tradition in the demon world that men and women who are in love should give each other flowers. Today is a good time to express your feelings. Of course, some people are taking advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune."
"Wow! That's..." Wen Lanzhi saw Lord Bai Xu holding up the coins of the demon world and squeezing into the crowd. Just as she was about to say hello, Lord Bai Xu also saw her and quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.
Wen Lanzhi turned her head, covered her mouth, and whispered, "I saw the God Bai Xu!"
Wu Ciyan folded his arms and said, "On the day of the Monster Realm Festival, all kinds of rare and precious plants can be seen on the streets. Many monsters find precious flowers and plants and save them, waiting for this day to sell them at a high price. A deity like Bai Xu who loves flowers and plants so much would certainly not miss it. But he dare not let other deities know. If you shout it out, his image as a good deity in heaven will be shattered."
Wen Lanzhi asked, "Then why doesn't he transform?"
Wu Ciyan said, "Of course, immortals are not allowed to use magic in my territory. Except for Murong, all immortals who come here will have their magic power restricted."
"It seems that the flowers and plants of Lord Bai Xu are much more important than their image." Wen Lanzhi laughed.
Two people stood on the high platform. A carriage carrying the demon statue of Wu Ci Yan was slowly approaching. The carriage stopped and turned in a different direction. The demon statue was very tall, much taller than Wu Ci Yan.
Wen Lanzhi stared at it for a while. It was true that even though the monsters were fooling around, they hadn't been careless in carving Wu Ciyan. It was almost exactly the same, so lifelike that it felt like it was coming alive. She lowered her eyes and saw the rabbit licking its ears in Wu Ciyan's arms. Her face suddenly flushed.
The little monster next to her explained, "Madam came in a hurry this year and really didn't have time to carve a statue. I could only carve a rabbit. I will definitely carve two for you next year to make up for this year's! Hehehe..."
Wen Lanzhi also chuckled twice and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It looks very nice."
The monster handed over the torch, and Wu Ciyan took it. He glanced at Wen Lanzhi, who was dazed and only knew how to smile foolishly, and said, "Take it, madam, and stop laughing."
"Oh oh oh." Wen Lanzhi hurried forward and took it with him.
The two of them lit candles. Although it was pitch black at night, the street lights along the way were not dim at all. The light of a candle was insignificant, but it caused the group of monsters to burst into cheers again and again, like waves, pushing back layer by layer, stretching endlessly.
Wen Lanzhi looked at the candle and smiled. She whispered, "Why a candle? Why not a beautiful lantern?"
Wu Ciyan also answered her in a low voice: "I asked this question too. The monsters said that expensive and exquisite lanterns are not affordable for all monsters, but all monsters need candles. I saved all the monsters, so it's candles, not lanterns."
The two men murmured for a while before a monster stepped forward and handed over a scroll, "Sir, we have a gift for you!"
"What?" Wu Ci Yan took it and unfolded it.
There was a strange-looking object painted on the scroll, but Wu Ciyan recognized it at a glance, "Qin Qing Fruit!"
The thing he had been looking for for three hundred years, the thing that allowed Murong to be included in the immortal class again.
It is also something that can help Wen Lanzhi regain consciousness.
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