There is a starving ghost in Qingyun Temple

"Sister, is it delicious?"

"You're a greedy person, but it's really delicious!" She had to admit that it tasted really good.

Huikong smiled brightly, turned around and saw marshmallows being roasted at a stall not far away, and ran forward in a flash.

Shen Huihe deliberately slowed down and waited for the person behind him.

The clothes touched each other, and warmth came over them.

Li Yun walked outside of her at some point, blocking her slightly from the crowds of people running and noisy on the street.

"How is the wound on Boss Li's hand?"

Unfortunately, the person next to him did not respond.

"Huh?! Boss Li——"

Shen Huihe was a little confused, and then the wrist under her sleeves felt warm, and his rough, calloused index finger intentionally or unintentionally crossed her cold palm.

She raised her eyes and stared at him in disbelief: "Li, Li Yun!"

Under the wide sleeves, Li Yun's left hand suddenly pressed against her right wrist, tightly hugging the skin of her wrist, which was cold and soft.

"I feel that if Madam Shen wants to know the condition of my wound, it would be better for Madam Shen to confirm it herself."

"You, you, Li Yun!"

There was an undercurrent surging under their overlapping pleated sleeves, and he pulled her wrist to the other side.

Her fingers were forcibly restrained by the rough fingertips, and passed along his veined inner wrist, his hot palm, his calloused index finger and middle finger, and finally touched the slightly cold back of his hand. .

She trembled because she touched the two scabbed scars on the back of the man's hand.

Shen Huihe pressed on the wound, and seeing the relaxed look on his face, he raised his index finger by mistake and made shallow circles along the edge of the scar.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Yun was startled, his throat tightened, and he responded in a deep voice: "It doesn't hurt now."

It doesn't hurt now, so it still hurt then.

"Li Yun, thank you."

Shen Huihe stopped what he was doing and turned her wrist along the back of his hand. Her five fingers reached his palm. She wrote the word "thank you" on his palm with her index finger.

"Then how should Mrs. Shen repay me?"

Shen Huihe paused, feeling that he was extremely weird tonight but couldn't explain what was weird about him. She raised her eyebrows and wanted to throw his hand away, but the man beside her grabbed her wrist again.

"Ms. Shen hasn't answered yet."

"Boss Li will be repaying me well if he stops causing trouble for me."

"that's it?!"

Shen Huihe frowned, his eyes full of confusion: "Huh? Why did Boss Li tonight——"

Huikong trotted towards the direction of the two of them. If he were closer, he could clearly see the strange movement of their sleeves overlapping each other.

She suddenly panicked: "The wound on the back of my hand is scabbed, I guess it's okay."

"Well, thank you for your concern, Mrs. Shen." He let go of her wrist as if nothing had happened. Shen Huihe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister, Boss Li, come on, come on, there's a lantern tower ahead."

A group of three people walked forward, and at the intersection of East Street and West Street, a tall lighthouse stood.

The lighthouse is in the shape of a hexagonal cage. Each corner of the tower is decorated with a pentagonal silk lantern, and there are tassel ribbons under the lanterns. The autumn wind blows, swaying the colorful tassel ribbons, the candlelight flickers, and the shadows are swaying. Sure enough, the trees and silver flowers are blooming, and the star bridge is unlocked.

"Ms. Shen likes Flying Eagle?" Li Yun asked suddenly and abruptly.

Shen Huihe was startled, and raised the lantern in the shape of a flying eagle in his hand, with a trace of envy in his eyes: "Has Boss Li ever seen a flying eagle with his own eyes? I once heard my master mention that flying eagles in the desert are always free and careless. Carefree."

"Of course I've seen it before. But don't just take everything at face value."

"What do you mean by this?" She was very curious.

"Although the flying eagle is free, the desert is remote and desolate, and the flying eagle also has its own difficulties. I feel that as long as my state of mind is free, I will be free no matter where I am."

Shen Huihe raised his eyes to look at him. In the blink of an eye, some candlelight and fireworks seemed to pour into his eyes, making them sparkle.

As we walked towards the bank of Pingjiang River, the crowds became more dense and lively. In the blink of an eye, Huikong was pushed behind several people. Fortunately, Li Yun quickly grabbed his back collar and pulled him back.

"Thank you, Boss Li." Huikong exhaled loudly and quickly raised her eyes to look at him. Huikong was startled and followed his gaze, fearing that he was dazzled.

Many people have gathered on the edge of Pingjiang River. Married women, young men, and young children gathered in groups one after another, all coming to the river to put out lanterns.

The full moon was in the sky, thin clouds were drifting by, and it was as bright as the eye-catching big moon that I had just seen in front of the food shop on the road.

The cool breeze is blowing, comfortable and comfortable, and red and green lanterns, large and small, are already floating on the Pingjiang River, swaying as far as the eye can see. The tranquil river surface seems to be filled with twinkling stars evenly falling down from the sky, and it also looks like the walls are covered with red lights and green candles. The stars are bright and the trees and flowers are sparkling.

"Sister, let's go put out lanterns and make a wish too!"

The two came to the lantern stall and each chose a lantern. Unexpectedly, Li Yun also picked a lantern.

"Boss Li, why did you choose the lanterns?!" Shen Huihe and Huikong said in unison, but their confusion was exactly the same.

Li Yun paid the money calmly and said nonchalantly: "I just think this lantern is a bit pretty."

The three of them came to the riverside together and found a corner with relatively few people.

Huikong took the lead in setting off the lanterns, repeatedly saying that he must become a real person with great fame and powerful magic in the future.

Shen Huihe looked at him with furrowed brows, bowing his hands with great piety, and kept muttering seriously in his mouth. He was so cute that he couldn't help but chuckle.

Shen Huihe lit the candles in the lantern, clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and made a pious wish silently in his heart. After a while, she opened her eyes again, and her shining pupils were full of expectation.

She carefully put the lantern into the water and kept watching it go away. It wasn't until he submerged into the boundless river with twinkling stars that he finally withdrew his nostalgic gaze.

Finally it was Li Yun's turn. Li Yun lit the lanterns skillfully and put them directly into the river. The lanterns swayed and disappeared.

"Boss Li, don't you make a wish?" Huikong asked confused.

Li Yun patted his shoulder and smiled noncommittally. His deep and gentle eyes moved to the face of the woman beside him who had been looking at the river.

Huikong finally looked carefully this time. He bit his lip, feeling a little confused and a little happy in his heart, as if he had mastered some shocking secret.

Shen Huihe turned around, a little confused: "Shi, Boss Li?"