It was late April, there was no moonlight in the sky, and even the starlight was very dim.

On a high ground outside Tokyo, Ma Hanqing, the governor of the staff office, personally came to command, and more than a dozen people were busy nervously.

"Quick, try to light it with lamp oil and see if it can levitate."

"Master Ma, this is made by Master Yang himself, what can be the problem?"

"Li Dafeng, you don't have to be verbose, try it quickly, practice it again to avoid you from making mistakes in the next hurry."

"What do we have to keep up with it?" Li Dafeng muttered, but still did as instructed.

On the ground is a piece of yellow paper, the slices inside the paper, the rope on both sides of the rope is pulled, the folding slices inside will prop up the yellow paper, and after igniting the grease inside, the hot air makes the yellow paper bulge, forming a life-size seated statue.

There are some small holes like needle eyes on the sitting statue, and a layer of reflective gold and platinum paper is glued to the inside, and the fire shines on the gold and platinum paper, and then reflects from the small holes, so that the sitting statue is full of golden light.

The bottom of the statue is sealed with black paper, and the air intake is designed on the side, so when the statue is suspended in the air, the fire inside cannot be directly seen from below.

"It's done, don't worry, Master Ma, your subordinates guarantee that nothing goes wrong."

Ma Hanqing said cautiously: "This night is vast, and it is not so easy to operate in the sky, you still have to be careful, remember, when the grease in it is burned out, you must take back this thing, and then fly north, two miles north of the city, I will arrange someone to light a fire on the flat ground for you to guide you to land." ”

"Just do what your lord commands! Meng Er, take your pipa, Zhang Knot, and check your flute, don't make a sound when you arrive, I have to pick your skin. ”

"Rest assured, you're all set!"

"Okay, it's not too late, hurry up and take off."

"Whoa!"

Li Dafeng and several people responded in unison, folded the sitting statue again, and walked towards the glider behind him.

Jingmingfang, Yang Yi took Li Xiangxian and a small girl and Yahuan out of the house, and walked to Fengle Building, Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, the shops along the street are all red lights, and the roadside stalls have also set up lanterns, illuminating the street brightly.

After nightfall, the street is more prosperous than the day, the rich sons who greet friends, as well as those official eunuchs, wealthy ladies, all like to travel at night, BMW incense cars on the road, canopies like clouds, busy officials who have been busy with business for a day, will also go out at night, visit colleagues, go to banquets, or go to the Qinglou to look for flowers and willows.

Shops, tea houses, wine shops, brothels, and market vendors will naturally not let go of such opportunities to make money, with a dazzling array of goods filling the shops and stalls, and all kinds of shouting and selling voices "competing for beauty", each with its own tricks to attract customers.

Li Xiangxian hasn't been able to wander the streets with Yang Yi for a long time, and he has spent a lot of time dressing up carefully tonight. On the delicate falling horse bun, the jade hairpin beads and cui swayed gently with the steps, the narrow-sleeved violet robe, the fine flower eight-fold skirt, the waist wrapped with a light yellow streamer, the slender waist was tied up like a willow light branch, and the front fell jade ring Sui pressed the skirt blessing.

Sakura lips are lightly fat, earrings are double pearls, thin eyebrows are as light as smoke, and bright eyes are a little autumn water, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

She was slightly half a step behind Yang Yi, and she followed suit, never giving up, her face was full of happy smiles, Yang Yi reached out and held her two slender jade fingers, and said with a smile: "Xian'er, if you carry another flower basket, you will become a fairy picking flowers in Yaochi." ”

Li Xiangxian glanced at him, lowered his head slightly, and replied with joy and shame: "Yang Lang doesn't want to make fun of the slaves, the slaves are just worried that if they don't clean up, they will embarrass Yang Lang when they come out." ”

"Yes, Xian'er has a heart, but my Xian'er is a fairy in the sky, that is, she is facing the sky, and she is also a country and a city, no matter how carefully you dress up, I can't help but be a little worried."

"What is Yang Lang worried about?" Li Xiangxian couldn't help but ask worriedly, for fear that Yang Yi would say that she was attracting bees and butterflies or something.

"I didn't bring a guard when I came out today, I'm worried that I won't be able to beat others later, and I will compare my heart to myself, such a beautiful person, I feel pity, and I can't help but rob ...... anyone else."

"Yang Lang, I'm sorry, the slave will go back to remove his makeup......" Worried about becoming a reality, Li Xiangxian was a little panicked.

"Hahaha! Xian'er, I can't beat my husband, isn't there still you! Let's husband and wife have two pairs of swords, kill him, if you can't enjoy it, let's go back at night and kill him...... Uh, Xian'er, I have a little proposal for my husband, or let's go back and kill three hundred rounds now, just warm up, and then it's not too late to go out for a walk. ”

Yang Yi said that the voice was already very small, but Li Xiangxian was still afraid that others would hear it, his face was flushed, his heart was beating sharply, and he couldn't help pinching the back of his hand.

Out of his understanding of Gelang, Li Xiangxian knew that he was talking nonsense like this, which was a way to unravel himself, so he couldn't help but cast a grateful glance, and Yingying Qiubo was full of affection.

Fengle Building is located in Jingmingfang, not far from Yang's house, Yang Yi took Li Xiangxian all the way, and took a lot of effort to Fengle downstairs. Fengle Building is built near the river, higher than the palace, carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, and the lights are brilliant; The height of the building is equipped with beautiful flower stands on all sides, the flowers are colorful, the fragrance strikes people, it is really a flower full of buildings, the wine is full of Ou, and the dream of red face and green shadow is endless.

There is a square-like open area in front of the building, where most of the merchants gathered to trade alum, so Fengle Building is also called Alum Building.

Every night, there will be a lot of stalls on the square, all kinds of food, beaded flowers, needles and threads, clothes, hats, shoes and socks, rouge and incense, too many people gather here, everywhere is crowded, shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Yi took Li Xiangxian's hand and stood under an ancient willow next to Fengle Building, like a pair of lovers who met after dusk on the night of Shangyuan. People in the past couldn't help but look at this pair of golden boys and girls a few more times.

Although Yang Yi is famous all over the world, there is no video to spread these years, and there are not many people who really recognize his face.

Yang Yicai just mocked Li Xiangxian, how did he know that it was him who "attracted bees and butterflies" first, a gorgeous incense car slowly passed by the two of them, and a silk scarf suddenly floated out of the window, which coincidentally floated to Yang Yi's face.

Yang Yi thought that the woman in the car was unintentionally left behind, so he hurriedly looked over, but saw a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old lady sitting on the incense car, with picturesque eyebrows, delicate and moving, and the seductive eye waves were looking at him, and the meaning of wanting to say goodbye was hidden in the Ying Ying eye waves.

Yang Yi couldn't help but be stunned, he had seen a lot of women, as bewitching as Liu Qingjing, as pure as a Qing Niang, how could he not understand what was contained in the eyes of the lady in the car?

It was precisely in this way that he was greatly surprised, this was the Great Song Dynasty, not a nightclub in later generations.

Yang Yi had also heard of someone pretending to be the handsome appearance of Erlang God, Mrs. Han of the Taiwei Mansion was fascinated by the man's abundance, and was willing to hook up with him.

Li Xiangxian, who was standing beside Yang Yi, looked very strange, his cheeks bulged, and he was gently pushed by Yang Yi with his fingers, "Poof! I couldn't help but laugh.

"Yang Lang has this affair, so the slave will go back first, don't disturb Yang Lang's good deeds, Yang Lang is not fast to chase ...... Hee-hee......"

The incense car has gone away, and if someone else has changed, it has indeed chased after it, of course, if there is nothing to do tonight, Yang Yi is probably interested in catching up, that lady is really beautiful...... It's beautiful...... At least it would be a pleasure to know whose wife it was.

Yang Yi didn't know what to say for a while. Li Xiangxian then said coquettishly: "Yang Lang, it seems that you should dress up when you go out in the future, your handsome and elegant appearance, I don't know how many boudoir ladies will attract admiration...... Hee-hee! ”

Yang Yi showed a look of dissatisfaction, and said resentfully: "How do you dress up, is it difficult for me to draw a pockmarked face when I go out?" ”

"That's a good idea, and I'll talk to my lady when I get back.......!"

Li Xiangxian didn't expect that Yang Yi would dare to come up to her buttocks on the street, and couldn't help but blush and whisper.

Yang Yi smiled and said: "The big sleeves are blocked, no one can see it, but if you dare to flirt with your husband again, you won't be able to cover it up when the time comes." ”

Li Xiangxian stepped back two feet lightly, and then he glanced at him with disgust and said, "Yang Lang is really, okay, the slave doesn't say that you are, this hour is almost here, why don't you come yet?" ”

Yang Yi listened to her words, and also looked up at the night sky, there was nothing in the sky except a few stars, and it was dark and gloomy.

The two of them waited for two more teas, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, only to see a golden light suddenly appear in the dark night sky.

Yang Yi immediately jumped out, pointing to the sky while shouting, "Everyone, look! Look! What is in the sky? Look! ”

Under his shouting, tens of thousands of people in the square looked up one after another, only to see a golden light floating in the dark night sky, and as the golden light slowly descended, it slowly ...... Finally, it was vaguely visible that it was a person sitting cross-legged in the air, as if the Buddha had come to the world, but the image was a little different from the Buddha.

The whole square was originally full of people, the sound was like a tide, but at this moment it suddenly quieted down, and in this silence, you can hear the faint fairy music from the sky, like the pipa and Xiao sound together, with the sound of the wind melodiously spreading.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, but soon, a huge sound was heard in the crowd; "What's that? Oh, my God! What is that?

"Look, look, there are gods in the sky! There are immortals! ”

"O gods! I see the gods! ”

"Don't get down on your knees yet! On your knees! ”

"Amitabha!"

"Amitayus!"

“……”

People can be suspended in the air, and their bodies still emit golden light, and there is fairy music floating down, what is that not a fairy?

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the square, and the buzzing sound shook people's ears numb, and those who believed in Buddhism began to chant Buddha, and those who believed in the Tao began to chant the Tao, and many people couldn't help but kneel on the ground and began to worship.

Under Yang Yi's signal, the little maids who brought it were crazy, shouting non-stop: "That's the God of Light, that's the God of Light!" The God of Light has been born, the God of Light has been born! ”

They shouted and knelt down, threw themselves to the ground, and bowed and worshipped.

The square was in chaos, some exclaimed, some knelt down, some dodged, all kinds of performances were endless, and at this time something fell from the golden light in the sky.

Not long after, the golden light emitted from the immortal in the sky dimmed and disappeared, and the sky was pitch black again, and it even felt darker than just now.

The falling object fell into the square, and it turned out to be a piece of gold paper, with a statue of a god at the top of the paper, and a few lines of red letters underneath:

The world competes for luxury, and bankrupts the family for marriage.

The darkness is shrouded in bitterness, and the light does not shine on the vanity.

(To be continued)