Righteousness and pure love, yet you ask me to spread demons throughout the world?

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"Are you alright?" Fu Hai asked, looking at the girl in the swaying white auspicious cloud dress.

It's not unusual to embroider auspicious clouds on clothing, as auspicious clouds represent good fortune. If they are embroidered together with a ruyi (a type of scepter), it means "good fortune and happiness." However, it is still quite rare to see a white dress paired with light gray auspicious clouds.

The girl seemed to have just picked out a random piece of clothing to wear, and it didn't fit her well, making one wonder if it was really her clothes.

She walked with a swaying gait, as if she were walking on clouds, as if the ground beneath her feet wasn't real ground but cotton candy. Her complexion was pale, as if she hadn't seen the sun in a long time.

If we say that when I first met Xiaoye, her whole body was made of bones.

The girl gave him the feeling that she had no bones, was limp and weak, and he didn't know how she stood up. He had a feeling that she might collapse at any moment and never wake up again.

In fact, there aren't many people in any era who care about others and worry about the elderly and weak.

In this world, most people wouldn't bother with such strange people unless they were originally from the same village.

Fu Hai, seeing that the girl's condition was really bad, couldn't help but ask what was wrong. "I'm... alright... meow!" The girl in the auspicious cloud skirt slumped over.

Fu Hai reached out and put his hands on her shoulders, but kept a distance: "Girl, where are your relatives and friends? I'll go and inform them for you."

"I...I'm not sick. I'm just a little bit weak!" The girl in the auspicious cloud skirt swayed unsteadily.

"Then it's best if she doesn't die!" Fu Hai said softly. He could tell that this girl might not actually be sick. This girl knew martial arts!

Normally, martial arts practitioners refine their essence into qi and have abundant qi and blood, making them much healthier than ordinary people.

Therefore, girls who practice martial arts often have rosy complexions, better skin elasticity than ordinary women, and a light and powerful physique. In the past, Fu Hai would not have been able to tell that this girl practiced martial arts.

However, Fu Hai now knows that there are a very small number of special martial arts where the essence is not stored in the upper, middle, or lower dantian of the human body. Instead, it is sent to the "spirit body" for storage in a peculiar and mysterious way. Xiao Ye's Bright Moon White Bone Observation is such a miraculous technique.

Fu Hai also knows the Bright Moon White Bone Observation Technique, although he hasn't practiced it much yet. But this girl undoubtedly practices a similar technique.

She looked sickly because the martial arts she practiced did not help the circulation of qi and blood in her body.

Even so, those who practice martial arts still possess a mysterious internal force that supports her soft, cat-like body.

Although this girl, who seemed destined for sudden death, was supported by this mysterious internal energy, she probably wouldn't actually die suddenly. But her sickly appearance was still quite worrying.

Fu Hai took out a candy and placed it in front of the girl: "Girl, you have a bit of low blood sugar. You can see the lantern festival anytime, so you should go home and rest early. Don't push yourself too hard."

The girl in the white auspicious cloud dress raised her hands to catch the candy placed on her, then looked up at the boy beside her with a puzzled expression. The boy smiled, turned, and walked outside.

The girl turned back, watching the boy's retreating figure as he stepped out of the temple gate, and tilted her face, which seemed to have lost too much blood: "...Meow?"

Fu Hai returned to the backyard, and the rest of the float team gradually gathered together. In the middle float, four little girls sat at the four corners, holding small lanterns in their hands.

Two little girls sat on either side of the lotus platform behind the car, each holding a flower basket in their left hand, preparing to scatter flowers along the road.

As darkness fell, the moon shone brightly in the sky. Buildings on all sides were adorned with colorful lights, casting shimmering shadows and creating a dazzling spectacle throughout the city.

"Rise!" came a martial arts master's shout.

The sounds of gongs, drums, and suonas filled the air as the float was pushed around the backyard and headed towards the main gate of the Goddess Temple. Fu Hai, draped in a demon robe, began to dance on the float as it exited the alley.

The area around the Goddess Temple was already packed with people. While they were performing and waiting for the main group, the outer perimeter was bustling with activity.

Fu Hai himself enjoys lively gatherings. He performed his duties diligently, demonstrating the strength of a martial artist who had reached the rank of a certain level, which naturally drew cheers from the crowd.

The "fairy" on the high platform behind the car was dressed in colorful clothes and had her hair styled in a flying fairy bun; she was also extremely beautiful.

And now they've finally calmed down, refraining from ambushing monsters and staging a scene of a fairy being tainted. For some reason, there seem to be a lot of cats around today.

But in such a lively atmosphere, no one took this matter to heart.

"Make way! Make way!" The street leader led the way, clearing the crowd in front of the area. Two more groups of people held hands, preventing anyone from crowding into the middle.

Before long, on the other side of the street, a grand procession of lanterns, accompanied by various musical instruments, moved towards this side.

The streets were getting more and more crowded, and the windows on high places were all open, with heads sticking out. Martial arts practitioners who could leap over walls simply jumped onto the rooftops.

All the alleyways were blocked, and there were many children chasing the lantern procession from other streets. Fu Hai stopped as the lantern procession passed by.

No one around the square was looking at him anymore; everyone had gone to watch the lantern parade.

The lantern teams from various streets, parks, and gangs gradually converged into a lantern dragon on the street in front, with stilt walkers, rope skippers, and all sorts of other performances.

Some gangs went to great lengths to showcase their sect's style, creating floats that exuded a powerful aura.

Fu Hai recalled a poem he had read in another world: "The sound of phoenixes stirs, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night." "That's from our Phoenix Dance Pavilion!" Cen Yao's triumphant voice suddenly came from behind him.

Fu Hai saw that ahead was a colorful stage, where seven brightly dressed girls in theatrical costumes were singing and dancing. He turned to look at Cen Yao and saw that the corners of her mouth were almost turned up to the sky.

Seeing him look over, Cen Yao crossed her arms and asked, "What, don't you have any from your Dragon Claw Inn?" There really wasn't!

So Fu Hai could only let her be smug. Of course, this girl knew perfectly well that it didn't exist, but she asked on purpose. However, what made Cen Yao even more smug was that there was a group dance on the float stage.

But here, she was a fairy specially invited by the Goddess Temple to perform a solo act, standing high up and dancing alone, her bearing far surpassing that of her fellow disciples. The Phoenix Dance Pavilion's float passed by, and following behind was surprisingly the Treasure Book Pavilion's float.

There were many lanterns arranged in the shape of books, which were quite beautiful. However, the largest book at the front had a colorful painting of a young swordsman traveling with two beautiful women, painted by some famous painter.

There are also five large, flamboyant characters: "Young Hero Ventures Through Heaven's Gate".

Then came the recommendation line below: "A masterpiece that you must recommend to your friends and family after reading it." Fu Hai's lips twitched. Bao Shuzhai had actually used the lantern festival as a huge billboard.

He longed to turn back, point to the book title on the huge book lantern, and, like Cen Yao, say with smug satisfaction, "This is what I wrote."

But I dare not. I'll get beaten up!

Chapter 120 Lanterns, Fireworks, and the Bond Between Fish and Water

Cen Yao murmured behind him, "It's this book again. Is it really that good? Several people have recommended it to me these past few days." Fu Hai replied with a straight face, "Actually, it's not that good. It's just so-so." He didn't want anyone mentioning the book in front of him anymore. "Really?" Cen Yao asked doubtfully.

In Cen Yao's mind, Fu Hai wasn't the type of person who would easily belittle someone else's hard work. Even if he thought the book was really bad, in her impression of him, he wouldn't say that.

But since he said that, then that book, "The Young Hero's Adventures," must be so bad that even a kind-hearted person like him can't stand it.

But this contradicts the exaggerated claims made by so many people these past two days. If it's really that bad, why are so many people recommending it?

They were both on a float, in a good position, and the area in front of them had been cleared out. So they were lucky enough to see the entire procession of floats from beginning to end.

This feeling is quite nice. "Rise!" With the sound of a gong.

They also sprang into action, with colorful streamers fluttering behind them, children scattering flowers from above, people pulling carts in front, pushing carts behind, and others beating drums and playing music.

Fu Hai also started dancing with the monsters, joining the end of the float procession, jumping up and down, going from watching the lanterns to being watched by others.

After all, he had practiced so hard for so long, and with his excellent skills, he attracted the attention of many people along the way. Every now and then, he would leap onto the car behind him, performing an "attack on the car behind".

Standing on the golden-red lotus platform, Cen Yao finally had the chance to take revenge after being bullied for many days, and repeatedly "sent him away".

As they passed through street after street, the line behind them grew longer and longer. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "Senior Brother!"

The sound came from a high position, causing people on the ground to turn around and look up. Fu Hai raised the bronze head of the demon and looked in the direction of the sound.

Seeing Yue Lan and Xiao Ye, he ran to the roof of a restaurant. Yue Lan clasped her hands together on the roof and called out to him.

Seeing him look over, Xiaoye stood on the eaves tip that slanted outwards from the roof, and waved to him along with Yuelan.

One of them wore a pomegranate-red dress that reached her chest, and the other wore a beautiful pipa goddess dress that fluttered in the wind. They both looked beautiful. Fu Hai stretched out a hand and waved to them.

The convoy continued forward, with Xia Yuelan still pulling Xiao Ye along, leaping across rooftops and walls, chasing after him for a while.

“Is that Xia Yuelan?” Cen Yao turned around and looked at her, a little surprised. “She’s grown so much?” She then looked down at herself.

Then came another question. Who was the other girl, Wen, beside Xia Yuelan? Wasn't she Song Lingyue? Like Zheng Yi and Zheng Zhi, Cen Yao was quite afraid of Song Lingyue, always feeling that she was sinister and difficult to talk to.

Soon, constables jumped up and stopped Yue Lan and Xiao Ye, telling them not to run around on other people's rooftops.

By this time, the entire float procession stretched along a main street, from one end to the other, a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight as it moved through the city like a long, radiant dragon.

Surrounded by dazzling lights and bustling prosperity, being there truly gave one the magnificent feeling of being in a beautiful land. Fu Hai was dancing with the demon.

At the alleyway to the right, Butterfly Girl rode her brown horse, watching the passing flower carts intently, as if searching for something.

Finally, her gaze shifted to him, and upon seeing him, a joyful smile bloomed on her previously calm face.

As Fu Hai passed in front of her, he added another dance segment, drawing cheers from both sides.

Cen Yao noticed he was showing off again and looked around suspiciously, but with the bright lights and crowds around, she didn't see anything. Although she saw Meng Rongdie on horseback, the female knight-errant with her black and yellow sash clearly belonged to a government official. She figured Fu Hai wouldn't be involved with such an older woman, so she just glanced at her and didn't pay her any attention.

Suddenly, a barrage of firecrackers went off from the side. Smoke billowed everywhere, choking people who scattered in all directions.

The area was already packed with people, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

Fu Hai held the monster's bronze head in one hand and raised the other, fanning the flames in front of him, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

The little girls behind them screamed in fright. "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Fu Hai first put down his demon robe and grabbed the hand of one of the little girls, but the four girls were too scattered for him to attend to them all. Fortunately, Murong Die arrived from behind with several constables, leaping across rooftops to stop the commotion.

"Who set off the firecrackers?" a constable roared. "Firecrackers are prohibited during the Lantern Festival. Don't you know that? Who did it?" After the smoke cleared, the people calmed down under the suppression of the female knight and the constables.

On the lotus platform behind, Cen Yao waved her colorful sleeves, using them to create a breeze and dispel the last bit of dust with her sleeve dance technique.

The firecrackers went off under the vehicles. The back vehicle was the highest, and the two older girls in it weren't too frightened yet. "It's alright!" she said, landing on the middle float to reassure the younger girls.

Although some disturbances occurred, minor disturbances are unavoidable in such situations, and the government had pre-existing measures in place. Therefore, it did not cause any major trouble.

Although they had fallen behind the floats ahead, the Shennv Temple float team picked up their pace slightly and caught up. The floats behind them also caught up quickly.

"Why is it a cat again?" Cen Yao picked up a cat that had jumped onto the car and tossed it out. The cat landed lightly and wobbled into the crowd.

Fu Hai didn't have time to think much. The leading martial arts instructor directed everyone to continue dancing. Cen Yao returned to the Golden Lotus Platform, her colorful sleeves fluttering as she danced gracefully. Gradually, the number of people in front decreased, and county soldiers were stationed on both sides.

The high places were covered with red banners, with various celebratory and peace-themed poems written on them.

"Pay attention! It's our turn!" the martial arts leader shouted again. Instantly, drums sounded in unison, and the girls began to scatter flowers.

The float procession from Shennv Temple moved forward smoothly. On the high platform to the left, the local prefect, along with officials and wealthy families, were watching the lanterns and chatting and laughing. Below them, many ordinary people were also in high spirits, a scene of officials and commoners enjoying themselves together.

Of course, these ordinary people were all carefully selected, and the crowds on the streets outside were far less than those on other streets.

After this part, the tense atmosphere relaxed considerably, and laughter gradually filled the float parade. Cen Yao also temporarily stopped dancing, sat on the lotus platform, and, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, began to fan herself with a small round fan.

She had been quite nervous passing by the prefect, the county officials, and other prominent local figures; now, sitting down, she was sweating profusely.

Fu Hai felt something was off; he didn't feel the same sense of pride he had seen on TV in his previous life, like the phrases "Comrades, you've worked hard" and "Serving the people."

Chapter 121 Arrogance is outdated

Wherever the lantern procession went, it was truly a lively scene.