Other places will look very deserted at night, with no people around.
But Shuicheng is just the opposite. The night in Shuicheng is more lively than during the day.
This Linjiang City, full of rouge and gouache, may be more appropriately called Night City.
The shore is covered with hibiscus trees and hibiscus flowers are in bloom. The large and beautiful flowers make the already beautiful riverside scenery even more colorful.
Because the moonlit night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, not only are lanterns hung outside the houses near the river, but also small lanterns are hung on the trees.[
The evening breeze blew gently, bringing with it a moist breath, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and even the fragrance of flowers became moist.
"Sir, look, the scenery along the river is so beautiful."
Hong'er ran excitedly by the river and reached out to take down the small lantern on the tree.
At this time, there were many people on the riverside, men and women, in an endless stream.
Especially the bridge over the river was full of people.
From the boat on the river, waves of melodious piano, flute, and various musical instruments sounded one after another, as beautiful as a symphony.
Mo Xuanyu had no intention of going out to play, but the scenery in front of him was indeed so beautiful that he couldn't help but look around.
Such excitement has never been seen in the fox world.
Demons are different from humans.
Mortals have many various festivals every year, but in the demon world, there are no festivals at all.
Life in the demon world is much more monotonous and boring than life in the mortal world.
Because, for monsters, the most important thing is always practice. Being able to ascend to immortality is their biggest dream and goal.
If possible, he wished that he was not a demon but a human being.
Even if it only has a lifespan of a hundred years, it is better than boring practice every day for thousands of years.
"What is the Mid-Autumn Festival night like in the mortal world?"
Mu Lingyue walked side by side with him, and the two of them never spoke.
Mo Xuanyu never likes to talk. When you are with him, if you can't find anything to talk about, you will seem very embarrassed.
Mu Lingyue was thinking about what she should say to him. She heard his soft voice, like a piece of feather fluttering past her ear. Among the lively voices, if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to hear clearly.
What is he saying.
"you do not know?"[
Mu Lingyue glanced at him, but wherever he walked, he would always attract a lot of attention.
His face wearing a silver mask looks particularly mysterious at night, with an invisible attraction that attracts people to pay attention to him.
Mo Xuanyu chuckled and said, "Well, I have never celebrated such a festival in the mortal world, but I heard it will be very lively."
"Um."
Mu Lingyue nodded. Although it was not the Mid-Autumn Festival night yet, the past two days were already very lively.
The festive atmosphere in this world is much stronger than in the 21st century, and people also attach great importance to such festivals.
"The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion. On that day, relatives will gather together."
"Yeah?"
There was a hint of yearning in Mo Xuanyu's eyes, "It's such a good day to be reunited with your loved ones."
He couldn't hide the look of loss in his eyes, which suddenly turned sad. Mu Lingyue remembered that Mo Xuanyu's mother-in-law died a long time ago, and bringing up such a topic now must have touched his sadness.
Although he is a demon, he still has seven emotions and six desires, and he also has feelings for his mother and concubine.