Chapter 836 Holding Your Hand June 6th

The two of them strolled through the temple fair, walking silently in the sea of ​​people.

The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together.

I would like to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth.

The branches and leaves bloom under the blue sky, and the tree roots support each other underground. Regardless of the wind or frost, rain or snow, holding your hand, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a touching love poem, and every moment is worth all the time to reminisce...

At this moment, the unspeakable romance unfolded silently between the two of them. They walked forward together, needless to say, needless to say, everything was in each other's hearts.

The climax of the Jiangyin Temple Fair is the release of dragon boats into the Nulong River. The Nulong River is the largest river in the state. Jiangyin is located on the bank of the Nulong River and is named because of its geographical location.

Legend has it that there was a clan of angry dragons in the Nulong River, which brought disaster to the world and caused countless storms and waves every year during the flood season. The clan of angry dragons cannibalized people everywhere, transforming the country thousands of miles away and killing countless people.

The people were miserable and prayed to God one after another to survive. Finally, heaven and earth were kind. On April 18th of this year, the immortal master came and killed all the angry dragons. From then on, there was no hidden danger. The people thanked the immortal master and worshiped him as the God of the River. On April 18th every year, he commemorates that year. This is the origin of Jiangyin Temple Fair.

Every year on April 18th, when the temple fair reaches its climax, people in Jiangyin will race dragon boats on the Nulong River. The dragon boat racing will begin today.

However, before the dragon boat race, the dragon boats must first walk. The more than ten dragon boats in the race first walked on land, and then went to the Nulong River to race the dragon boats.

These dragon boats are all colorful. Each one is three feet long and not heavy. At the climax of the temple fair, it was carried by rowers and paraded through the temple fair.

In front of the dragon boat, there are special wealthy people leading the way, and drums are playing behind them. The musical instruments are large cowhide drums and large gongs.

They walk in front of the merchants on this street. Every time they arrive at a merchant, Haoke takes the lead in singing. The content of the lyrics is to pray to the dragon god to bless the environment and safety, to praise good luck, and to wish for a good harvest. The melody is warm and lively. It consists of singing a line and beating gongs and drums. It is commonly known as "Shenlong", also known as "Leading the Dragon" and "Singing the Dragon".

Those merchants would set up incense tables in every house, using rice cake powder to make various characters from opera stories, or birds and animals. The high-roller must compose and sing along with the items, and the master will give him a reward after singing. At the same time, he tied the red cloth to the head of the dragon boat he liked.

As the dragon boat goes all the way, tourists watch and follow behind. If they are optimistic that the dragon boat will win, then the wealthy people will throw money into the dragon boat for good luck.

The person who carries the dragon boat is not an ordinary person. Only the children of wealthy families from seven cities around Jiangyin have the right to carry the dragon boat. With each dragon boat in front, the tourists behind will start to comment on these wealthy children. This son of the Li family is really handsome. , that kid from the Huo family is really burly.

It is here that many handsome young men carry dragon boats and travel around, and they are attracted by the girls and will get married in the future.

Yu Zecheng and Luo Jingchu also walked along with the dragon boat, participating in this lively gathering just like ordinary people.

Luo Jingchu's eyebrows were as light as autumn water, her jade skin was accompanied by the breeze, her colorful clothes were flowing all over, and she was full of flamboyance. Slowly drooping the rosy sleeves, hurrying towards the lotus steps, advancing and retreating with a thousand changes of appearance, overwhelming the country and the city, looking back temporarily, thousands of people will be heartbroken.

Countless men's eyes gathered here, pedestrians rolled by, and countless Jiangyin handsome men, scholarly young men, all walked in front of Luo Jingchu intentionally or unintentionally, holding their chests and heads high, or wearing feather fans and scarves, like peacocks showing themselves in court.

But soon they had to stay away, because Yu Zecheng was beside Luo Jingchu, a young man in white, with haircut like a knife, eyebrows like an ink painting, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, although he was motionless, as deep as a mountain. , everyone else was immediately ashamed and left silently. Only such a young man is worthy of such a beautiful girl.

Finally, the dragon boat was carried to the riverside. The wind on the Nulong River began to blow stronger and stronger, and the calm river surface began to fold with dense wrinkles of fish scales. Then the fish scale wrinkles gradually expanded and merged, forming wave crests like mountains and wave troughs like ravines. Then one wave crest pounces on that wave crest, hitting each other, biting each other, roaring, rubbing, stirring up clusters of waves, and water droplets swirling on the river surface like dense rain of broken jade, Tossing around.

When everyone arrived, the ceremony began. The Lord of Jiangyin City began to offer sacrifices, worshiping the River God, reciting poems, and presenting tributes. There were many colorful buildings on the river bank, colorful lanterns were hung high, and flags were waving. It was a joyful scene.

Colorful dragons of various shapes and forms swim on the river, stretching their graceful postures. Some are swaying their heads and tails, looking full of energy; some are breathing fire and water, looking majestic.

Luo Jingchu suddenly pulled Yu Zecheng and pointed at the Jiang God altar in the distance. Yu Zecheng saw at a glance the mark of the enshrined River God, which was the mark of the Xuanyuan Sword.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng knew that the so-called Jiang Shen was the senior of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, here to kill the Furious Dragon clan.

At this time, a signal cannon sounded over there, and the dragon boat race began. Dragons of various shapes and colors fly down the river like arrows, trying to compete for the top spot among the dragons. At this time, the sound of music resounded across the river, the leather drums were clanging, the gongs were clanging, and the chants were high-pitched. On each dragon boat, athletes dressed in the same color line up on both sides.

The athletes sang loudly in the waves, rowed hard and sprinted hard; the mountains on both sides of the bank roared and the tsunami roared, and waves of "come on" rolled up.

It is really "a thousand hectares of water with smooth glass, and hundreds of dragon boats competing to be the first".

The last colorful dragon boat won the first place, which was extremely lively.

Yu Zecheng watched silently while the two of them watched. The game was over, the temple fair could be said to be over, and some people began to disperse.

Luo Jingchu looked back and smiled, saying:

"How have you been these days?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Good. How are you?"

Luo Jingchu handed Yu Zecheng an object, which looked like a human heart, but was made of wood. When he held it in his hand, it beat like a heart from time to time.

Luo Jingchu said:

"This is the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the small world. On the sixth day of the sixth month of this year, if you integrate this spirit into your blood, you can prolong your life by three thousand years."

Yu Zecheng took the spirit of the spirit of the spirit and put it into the Pangu world. He looked at Luo Jingchu and said affectionately:

"Thank you."

Under Yu Zecheng's gaze, Luo Jingchu's cheeks flushed and he whispered:

"Can you accompany me to Dali City, Qiangzhou, Mobei? There will be a flower fair there tomorrow, and I want to see those kids."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I am so lucky. I will hold your hand and never let go. The mountains will be gone, the rivers will be dry, the winter thunder will roar, the summer rain and snow will fall, and the sky and the earth will unite."

The two smiled at each other, holding hands and continuing to move forward.

At this time, the dragon boat champion had already landed and accepted the reward. They were originally children of wealthy families. They were happy to get first place today and wanted to celebrate.

Yu Zecheng and his partner passed by them. The dozen or so young men stared at Luo Jingchu, mesmerized by her beauty.

However, this was already commonplace for Yu Zecheng and his partner. The two sides were about to pass by each other. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng found that the most handsome young man among these young men was not staring at Luo Jingchu, but at Yu Zecheng.

He looked at Yu Zecheng with some confusion and clarity in his eyes, as if he saw an old friend from many years ago, and there was also a hint of ambiguous gaze that could not be explained.

He stared at Yu Zecheng like this, as if the beautiful Luo Jingchu did not exist in his eyes.

Yu Zecheng instantly sensed this gaze, and they looked at each other. Yu Zecheng suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if it was so familiar, but this boy was definitely the first time he had seen it.

The two sides passed by each other in an instant, and the boy kept looking back and looking at Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng did not care. There were too many such gazes today, but this one was a little strange.

The two of them traveled far away, holding hands, and stepped into the river. In an instant, thousands of miles away, the city of Dali in Qiangzhou, Mobei, was only a few hours away.

In Dali, Qiangzhou, the mountains are lush and green, and the sea is half-mooned and blue. It is famous for its wind, flowers, snow and moon.

The next day was the Flower City, where Yu Zecheng and his partner spent a day, admiring flowers and drinking tea, climbing the tower to recite poems, going up to Dian Cangshan, watching the clouds and the sun, and the Butterfly Spring, where the colorful and colorful things were shining.

After that, the two of them continued to travel far away, to the top of Mount Tai in the ancient Qin area, to watch the sunrise, to watch the red sun rise in the east.

At the top of Mount Tai, Yu Zecheng silently hugged Luo Jingchu, held her on his legs, and kissed her already flushed delicate face. Luo Jingchu just resisted slightly, and just like that, the two kissed each other in the red sun.

After viewing Mount Tai, they traveled to Beihai, Jieshi, Penglai, and Jiangnan.

The two began to play aimlessly, and they played like this for more than a month.

Every day, Yu Zecheng hugged Luo Jingchu and kissed her gently. This feeling was very warm, and Yu Zecheng liked this feeling.

But the face of the young man from Jiangyin appeared in Yu Zecheng's mind every day. For some reason, he always felt that the young man was calling him. The young man was an old friend of his and he was waiting for him.

On this day, the fifth day of June, Luo Jingchu pulled Yu Zecheng, and the two of them set off for Mobei in an instant.

This time, they came to the Great Snow Mountain in Liangzhou, Mobei. When they entered the Great Snow Mountain, the scorching heat on the Gobi Desert was left far behind, and the cold air of the snow mountain was sent to them.

From a distance, the blue sky was set off by the towering huge snow peaks. Under the sun, a few white clouds cast cloud shadows between the snow peaks, just like a few silver-gray dark flowers embroidered on white satin. The melted snow water flowed down from the high mountain streams and the steep cliffs, like thousands of shining silver chains. The falling snow water converged into a rushing stream at the foot of the mountain, and the waves were thrown up, forming thousands of blooming white lotuses.

The ice peaks stood high in the blue sky, flashing strong ice light. Dragons walked and snakes danced, and the mountain light reflected the snow, just like a solemn ink painting.

The two walked slowly in this ice and snow world, and gradually walked to the top of the snow mountain. Tomorrow is the sixth day of the sixth month, and they can perform longevity rituals for Yu Zecheng.