My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

When passing by the central hall, Long Tao was almost frightened.

The central hall was extremely dark, with only one candle lit.

The old man was sitting upright on the armchair inside, his face unclear in the dim light.

I could only see him nodding slightly.

Why does this old man only light one candle?

Long Tao secretly complained, but it was also good this way.

These two people are fools, so the Long Mansion belongs to him, Long Tao.

He couldn't help but chuckle.

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Chapter 110 New Year Festival

A large bunch of fireworks bloomed above Jiang River, shining brightly, and sparks scattered around, then disappeared into the night.

This bunch of fireworks is like a flare.

Immediately afterwards, countless fireworks bloomed in the sky, making the pupils of the girl next to him sparkle like blooming colorful crystals.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, Master. I didn't expect to see fireworks being set off now. In Zezhou, setting off fireworks before Chinese New Year is strictly prohibited."

Bai Minxin paused for a moment, looked at the fireworks in the sky, turned around and spoke to him.

After nightfall, it becomes bustling.

After the fireworks, the bells began to ring, and the streets became even busier than during the day.

Jiang He thought about it, smiled and nodded:

"This is because the spirit boats of Shangqing County usually set sail after the New Year, so the New Year celebrations here are deliberately brought forward so that the immortals can also experience the fireworks of the world. Well, we will take the spirit boat in a few days to look for our senior and junior sisters."

"What about Zezhou? Why is it strictly forbidden to set off fireworks?"

Bai Min felt a little bitter in his mouth and asked as if nothing had happened.

I really want to find my senior and junior sisters back.

But after finding them, Master was no longer alone.

In the past, Master loved Senior Sister and Jiner the most and hugged them every day.

And now the master is very resistant to contacting me. It is obvious that in his mind, my status is completely inferior to theirs.

After all, senior sister relied on him so much at the beginning.

And Jin'er is the youngest one.

How can I make my master like me the most?

Bai Min was thinking in a conflicted way and couldn't help but think of the words of the female cultivator in the garment shop.

"Haha, this has to do with local customs. It is rumored that there is an ancient monster sleeping in Zezhou, and it will only wake up before the New Year, so people are worried that fireworks will disturb the ancient monster. But this does have some basis."

Jiang He suddenly stopped talking. He knew that the ancient monster in the legend was actually the dragon corpse.

That is Bai Minxin’s mother.

Hundreds of years ago in Zezhou, there would often be sudden earthquakes, leaving behind the legend of this ancient monster.

Now that I think about it, it was probably because the dragon corpse still had a lot of spirituality left at that time.

Bai Minxin turned his head back again, looking confused: "Where's the basis?"

"This is based on"

Jiang He frowned slightly, and looked back. The streets were brightly lit and people were coming and going.

At the end of the street, there were mortals dancing with the Qilin, the auspicious beast of this world, flying over to the sound of gongs and drums.

The children cheered and were held in the arms of their adults.

Still as lively as usual.

But among the crowd, there were two wanderers wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats standing there quietly.

It seems like being in two different worlds compared to the people flowing around.

One big and one small, they seem to be two children.

And the smaller one was looking at him, its gaze cold, piercing his back.

The little face under the bamboo hat was wrapped in bandages that spread down along the neck, revealing only a pair of black pupils.

It seemed that the flesh beneath the straw raincoat was all wrapped in bandages.

"Master, Master!"

Bai Minxin shook his arms and stood on tiptoe to look through the crowd. The bustling crowd obscured the dancing Qilin.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the lively scene.

No matter how noble her status is, she is ultimately just a child who has not seen much of the world.

For a moment, I even forgot to ask about the origin of Zezhou customs.

She said angrily:

"It's all blocked. I really want to see it."

Jiang He responded with a doting smile: "(Seven) -% The ball is dirty and the four are flowing. You are so old, and you are still looking at these things."

"But, but"

Bai Minxin bit his fingers, frowned and thought hard, but the next moment his body flew into the air.

Jiang He easily picked up the girl and let her sit steadily on his neck.

She couldn't help but scream, and her two slender legs tightly clamped Jiang He's neck.

She held his head tightly with both hands, and Jiang He's eyes were covered by her arms.

Jiang He was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe, and he smiled bitterly and teased: "Stinky girl, are you planning to strangle the master to death?

"Damn Master, you scared me!"

Bai Minxin tentatively let go of his hand, but his heart was still beating loudly.

It was clear that he had never felt panicked at such a high altitude above Aoki Castle before.

Why am I sitting on Master's neck now? I feel panic in my heart.

"How about it, can you see it clearly now?"

Jiang He held her ankles. Min Xin was wearing white socks today.

Why do they look a bit like the socks Feng Susu wore before?

Jiang He was shocked. Feng Susu's socks were left in the carriage. He wondered if Min Xin had found them.

But even if she found out, Minxin wouldn't understand it.

"Yeah! I can see it clearly, I'm just embarrassed."

She said somewhat embarrassedly as she took in the bustling scene in the distance.

I just wanted to be held by my master, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"It's okay. Look over there, isn't there a child sitting on his father's neck?"

The cool and smooth leg meat feels very comfortable against my neck, and there is a faint fragrance at the tip of my nose.

It has been a long time since Jiang He had such close contact with Min Xin, and his heart was a little itchy.

He held her ankle without hesitation and walked with the crowd.

The two children in the bamboo hats in the distance have disappeared.

Could he be a spy from the same force that lured him before?

But how could it be so amateur? He saw it at a glance.

"Shame on you, sister, you are so old, and you are still sitting on daddy's shoulders."

There was a little child sitting on the middle-aged man's neck, making faces at Bai Minxin.

When the middle-aged man heard what his child said, he turned around and saw the master and disciple, who were well-dressed and had extraordinary temperament.

For fear of disturbing the important person, he hurriedly scolded his child.

Then he apologized cautiously:

"Sir, the child is still young, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang He smiled and nodded. The white-haired girl was so embarrassed that she buried her head in Jiang He's hair.

Even my cold legs felt a little warm.

"what"

Bai Minxin leaned close to Jiang He's ear and whispered softly:

"Master, I'm really sorry, please relax."

A warm breath hit Jiang He's ears, and he immediately recalled the cleaning that Xiao Minxin had done for him.

His lips were a little dry, he licked them and asked in confusion:

"Didn't you say you couldn't see clearly? Master just wanted you to see more clearly."

"I"

She originally just wanted to be held in a hug, but who would have thought that the Master would put her directly on his neck.

And the master is much taller than ordinary people, and has eye-catching white hair.

It has directly become a conspicuous bag in Shangjun City.

"Minxin, look, there are people performing acrobatics over there!"

Jiang He noticed someone performing in the distance and gently pinched her leg.

"Hmm? Master, can mortals breathe fire?"

Bai Minxin buried her little face in Jiang He's hair, but finally couldn't help but secretly lift it up.

It’s so lively. In the past, this time was the time when Laojiang River celebrated its festival.

It should have been a time for a happy reunion, but they were tortured by Lao Jianghe all night long.

"Just go and take a look and you'll know."

The lingering tenderness on his hands made Jiang He reluctant to leave, and he suddenly discovered another place of acrobatics.

"Minxin, there's also that place."

Jiang He gently pinched her soft and elastic thigh meat and reminded her that it felt very good.

It was just to remind Minxin, she probably didn't notice my actions.

"Master, I haven't finished reading it yet!"

Bai Minxin didn't care about being shy and leaned forward to look around.

Jiang He just tightened his grip on her ankle and sighed:

"Minxin, stay with Master for a while. He will be closing up soon. We will come back later."

The texture of the white socks is very good. After all, with Feng Susu's identity, she has worn the same socks before.

It just always gives people a feeling of scratching an itch.

Jiang He's fingers unconsciously reached into the embroidered shoes, vaguely holding the back of her feet.

"Um"

Minxin's voice became low and she seemed unhappy.

Jiang He let out a long sigh. He actually ignored Min Xin's thoughts in order to watch the circus.