Chapter Eighty-Seven: The noisy Fireweaving Festival, the big tengu on stilts

The Courtyard of the Dead, on the east side, three kilometers away from the main teaching area, in the middle of the world.

Three kilometers is really not far away, but the greening of the courtyard has always been a conscience, so from the main road to both sides, there is no way to see the aboriginal settlement of the courtyard hidden in the jungle.

Maybe you can barely see a little in winter...

In the Garden of the Dead, a place inhabited by a large number of youkai, goblins, demons, prehistoric creatures, and heroes of all races who have reached the realm of immortality, ordinary short-lived species (humans, orcs, goblins, etc.) are too vulnerable. And the cruel truth is that there are still powerful creatures in the Garden of the Dead who are hostile to other creatures or have pure appetites. Therefore, under the effect of the huddle mentality, the short-lived breeds spontaneously gathered and accepted the protection of the strong people who had good intentions towards them.

Although the establishment of the human world is essentially to resist the invasion of youkai, in fact, in addition to the short-lived species, there are still a large number of long-lived species that are kind to life or simply have good intentions for life. There are even quite a few shops that are run by youkai.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to walk on the streets of the world and see monsters who come out to shop, shop, and run errands.

And the probability of encountering this kind of thing, during the New Year's holidays, will be increased tenfold and hundredfold.

The Fire Weaving Festival is a grand festival alongside the New Year and the Harvest Festival.

Lan took Xiao Chu Feiyue to the head of the village in the human world, spread his tail, and let Xiao Chu Feiyue get down from his tail.

Standing in the middle of the main road, Xiao Chu Feiyue looked at the crowd of people in front of her, just like a train station during the Spring Festival, her eyes were like a little wildebeest.

This... This... This... There are too many people!

"During the Weaving Fire Festival, most of the students of the three colleges will come to the human world to participate in the celebration, which is not the case with ordinary people."

Lan put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the world in front of him indifferently.

"Twenty-four thousand five hundred and forty-three, three hundred and seventy-two fewer than last year..."

Scare!

Xiao Chu Feiyue looked at Lan in surprise, such an accurate number, it shouldn't be what Lan said blindly, right? How did Lan count so many people?

"If you look at people like this, they will be embarrassed... Don't forget that our talent is calculation, and it's a trivial matter like counting the number of people, it's nothing. ”

Lan suddenly took out a hollow folding fan from his sleeve, unfolded it to block the lower half of his face, and turned his head to look at Xiao Chu Feiyue with a smile.

Eh, for Mao, I feel that Lan Ma, your temperament suddenly changed to the same as a certain forever seventeen-year-old aunt? Is it a resentment that doesn't appear?

However, Xiao Chu Feiyue also understood what kind of concept Lan's so-called "calculation" was. I thought she was just mastering some special ♀ calculation method, but she didn't expect that she could calculate the specific number of tens of thousands of heads in her field of vision in a few seconds, this kind of computing power is already comparable to a computer, right?

Xiao Chu Feiyue suddenly stopped feeling frustrated that the time it took to make spell cards was much higher than that of Blue, which was basically two levels...

Comparing the human brain with the computer, isn't it looking for death?

With a flick of her hand, the folding fan disappeared into her hand as if by magic. She lowered her head and grabbed Xiao Chu Feiyue's little hand.

"Dream-sama, who are you looking for?"

[How does Lan know that I am looking for someone? Xiao Chu asked with the hand that came out of the empty hand holding a sign.

"Because Dream Lord is not a person who likes to be lively, if it weren't for the reason for looking for someone, Dream Master wouldn't have come to such a crowded place."

That seems to be the case...

Xiao Chu Feiyue smiled at Lan and pulled Lan into the crowd.

Then half a second later, he was squeezed out by the constantly sensationalizing crowd, turning his head and looking at Lan with a sad face.

[Can't squeeze in%>_