After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 275 Zhongyuan Tours the Streets, Announcing the Great National Teacher of the World (This chapter is almost useless~)
It used to be the fire at the bridge at the night market, and the capital city of the boats outside the Chunfeng Temple, but it was very quiet tonight
As the evening approached, white lanterns were hung in the streets and alleys of every household in the capital, and teahouses, wine shops, boot shops, butcher shops, temples, etc. were closed early.

All the people gathered on Chongyang Road, the largest street, holding various offerings and lanterns in their hands.

Standing rigorously on both sides of the road, the children stopped fighting in the past, the old man straightened his back, and no one whispered.

The uniforms they wore were relatively plain, and the woman did not have heavy makeup on her face.

The rattle drum sounded from the highest place.

dong dong dong.

First, the imperial dragon chariot slowly stepped onto the street, and the people on both sides kowtowed and saluted.

The dragon chariot is wide enough to accommodate four or five people. It has a square shape and is ventilated on all sides. The hanging curtains are light-colored, and tassels are hung on the four hooks.

The old emperor was wearing a black dragon robe, with a serious face and a look of calm and prestige in his eyes. His hands were on the handle of the dragon chariot.

Standing up slowly, the crown on her head swayed slightly.

Taking the three sticks of incense from Eunuch Fu, he raised his hands and bowed to the sky.

The people kowtow three times and bow nine times.

The drums are beating.

The old emperor gradually moved towards the end of the street in a dragon chariot.

The most important round of street tour has begun.

The people suppressed their excitement and looked into the distance.

Before the long street.

A spacious chariot slowly moved out, in which sat a girl in a moon-white priest robe with purple and gold trim and flowing gauze.

There was no expression on her cold little face.

All the people looked at this great country's national teacher with sincerity and sincerity, and their hearts were turbulent and dumbfounded.

What's more, the children who couldn't hold the sacrificial offerings foolishly let the things fall to the ground, causing noises. The adults seemed to be distracted and didn't notice the children's actions at all.

It seems that because of her arrival, a white mist slowly rose around, setting it off like a fairy descending from the nine heavens, like a bright spark drawing down the sky, bestowing the most sacred blessings on the people of the great country.

They even forgot the most basic kneeling, and stared blankly at this scene.

As everyone knows, it's not just the people of the big country, the envoys from all over the world even sighed when they saw such a magnificent picture: "Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September."

So far, the true meaning of the Ghost Festival has been understood from Daguo.

Afterwards, the girl slowly stood up from the chariot with extremely smooth movements.

There were three green grass roots in her hand.

At this time, there was no sound.

The light and mist dissipated, and the long hair fluttering in the sea like a huge curtain slowly fell down, hanging down like the Milky Way for nine days.

Light smoke curls up, the glazed white clothes on her body flutter with the wind, necklaces and tassels, and jingle bells around her rings.

The girl's red lips parted slightly, and she murmured an incomprehensible old saying, as if she was inviting the gods above, and as if she was offering sacrifices to all spirits in the world.

Appease all resentful and angry undead, calm down all anger.

Three green branches brushed past her face, she raised her three fingers and put them flat in front of her face, swipe across, and sank into her sleeves.

The girl's amber eyes were filled with a faint light, and her body was surrounded by a soft white light.

All of this seems to be in a landscape painting.

"This is the national teacher of a great country..."

"My God, this big country can't invite real gods, right? Gods, what did I see, gods, gods..."

The envoy from the distant country of Ana was stunned, mumbling to himself, and making exaggerated movements with his hands.

(End of this chapter)