Because every spring and autumn, migrating wild geese would stop on the pagoda in Chang'an. Later, the pagoda was renamed Qiyan pagoda.
Except for the star observatory in the imperial palace, this tower is the highest place in Chang'an City.
Li Qiye held his shoulder with one hand, and the other was still pressed against his neck.
"Why did you bring me here?!"
"Don't you want to watch the fireworks?!"
The man's voice came from behind the big-headed doll's mask. It was a little muffled, but it seemed familiar.
In the direction of the North City Gate, another firework exploded in the air.
Through the light flashing from the fireworks, Mo Li could clearly see the pair of eyes behind the other party's mask, which were as bright as blood.
In those blood-stained eyes, her figure wearing a big-headed doll was reflected, with fireworks filling the sky behind her.
Those eyes were no stranger to her.
Because a few days ago, she had looked into such eyes very close to her.
Although she didn't see his face, she still recognized him - the ghost king who had escaped from the temple cage before.
"It's you?!"
"watch fireworks!"
The Ghost King raised his face to look at the night sky, completely ignoring the silver needle she pressed against his neck.
Li Qiye retracted the palm holding the needle, let go of his arms and slid down from his arms, turning to look at the fireworks.
She knew that with her current state, she was no match for him. Since he didn't want to kill her, there was no need for her to cause such a big trouble.
Bang bang bang!
When the two of them turned to look over, the fireworks just started to bloom in mid-air.
A sheet of silver light was like thousands of stars exploding in the sky, and it seemed like a silver snow had fallen.
Fireworks went off one after another, and the masks of the two people flickered on and off.
After a while, the fireworks disappeared, and peace returned to heaven and earth again.
"Have a drink?!" Ghost King said.
"Okay!" Li Li did not refuse.
She entered the palace as soon as it got dark, played the piano and memorized poems with the sword, she just drank a few sips of wine, and didn't eat anything like me, and then faced the monster Ming Yue in the Qinghui Palace. She had been squeezed in the crowd for so long just now.
, indeed a little hungry.
Moreover, she also wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.
The Ghost King turned around and walked forward, seemingly taking a leisurely stroll. In one step, he stepped from the pavilion into the air. Not to be outdone, Mo Li chased after him, never lagging behind.
She was not too defensive against him.
First, you know that the opponent is strong and defense is ineffective.
Secondly, I also understood that he meant no harm, just like that night.
Two people, one is walking in the air as if walking on flat ground, the other is jumping vertically, his body is light.
Soon, he arrived at a quiet street in the west of the city from the Qiyan Pagoda. The Ghost King came to a wine shop with a dilapidated red lantern. He pushed the door in and walked straight to the second floor. He just said faintly from behind the mask.
Three words.
"As usual, add two legs of lamb and a bowl of chicken noodle soup!"
"Okay, please wait!"
The elderly shop owner, who was dozing behind the counter, agreed, turned around and walked to the back kitchen.
After a while, the food and wine were served.
The dish is very simple, just a plate of sweet and sour peanuts, a plate of beef cut as thin as paper, and a plate of golden-fried river fish.
The wine is also not luxurious. There is no pot, but it is put directly in the coarse porcelain jar. There is no cup for drinking, but two porcelain bowls painted with blue and white flowers.
The lamb leg was roasted until it was brown and still steaming.
The chicken noodle soup is rich and tender, and the floating vegetables are tender and green. Just smelling the aroma will whet your appetite.
The old shopkeeper didn't seem too attentive, he just put the things on the table one by one, then turned and went downstairs.
"The noodles are yours!" The Ghost King pushed the noodles in front of Mo Li and glanced sideways at her left hand, "That greedy guy's two legs of mutton should be enough, right?!"