The Mid-Autumn Festival had finally arrived under the anticipation of the entire Blossom Town.
The final act had also begun. This morning was the last half day that Blossom Town would be open to the outside world. After noon, Blossom Town would become a private courtyard that truly belonged to the Prince Jing Palace. Those who were not members of Blossom Town were not allowed to enter as they pleased.
This was the rule that Lin Siyao had set recently.
It was an unwritten rule, but no one dared to disobey it.
And no one dared to disobey it.
This was because he had set up a Maze Formation that was several feet wide at the two entrances of Blossom Town, as well as the outer fields where outsiders could easily break in.
It looked like the peach blossom forest had been planted very simply and neatly. Outsiders who did not understand the Seven Stars Eight Trigrams Formation and other profound formations would not be able to find the entrance to Blossom Town in the charming peach blossom forest.
As for the villagers in the town, after Situ Yun and a dozen of his fellow disciples went door to door to explain, they completely understood the method to enter the town.
It was simple to say. Once they entered the forest, they would close their eyes and walk straight. After twenty steps, they would already be at the archway at the entrance of the village.
Fortunately, after half a month of open hospitality, the villagers of Flower Town were tired of the visitors. They looked at the originally clean and tidy courtyard. Despite being reminded and comforted again and again, it was still damaged and dirty.
They looked at the originally fruit-filled walls of each household. Even though they were discovered twice and were about to be thrown out of Blossom Town, they were still completely plucked. As long as it was within reach, there was nothing left between the branches and the trees.
Thus, Lin Siyao's suggestion was exactly what they wanted.
There was not a single person who did not clap and praise.
As a result, Blossom Town could be considered to have an impenetrable defense.
"Finally, I can have some peace and quiet," Sirou raised his head and drank a mouthful of two year old osmanthus wine that assailed his nostrils. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
"Yeah, who came up with this rotten idea?
A big show for half a month?
And it's even open to the outside world.
Tsk … It's not like this is a temple. Why would they provide free tea … "Si Chong also took a sip of the wine and said.
"With the village chief's suggestion and Steward Xiao's cooperation, that's it.
But that's also good. If we don't cause a ruckus like this, perhaps some stubborn villagers won't be able to accept the effects of the maze formation for a while. "Lin Siyao leaned against the pavilion's pillar and raised his cup, gazing at the beautiful mountains in the distance.
It was early autumn, and the setting sun hung between the mountains, casting a beautiful reflection on the lotus pond in full bloom.
"This wine is very good.
Do you have any more? "Sirou shook the wine jug that didn't have much capacity. He smiled and looked at Lin Siyao.
"There's no more. This is the only one that Shuigong brewed.
If you show up and they don't, it'll still be just the four of us. Perhaps we'll still be able to brew a lot of good wine. "Lin Siyao replied without turning his head.
The smile that flashed through his eyes didn't affect his calm statement. Sirou and Si Chong couldn't help but look at each other. Was he finding them annoying?
A man who only cared about the opposite sex but not his humanity!
The two of them muttered in their hearts at the same time.
Si Chong looked up at the sky and rolled his eyes before loudly muttering, "You're so heartless. For the Flourishing Flower Courtyard to be so enchanting and comfortable right now, at the very least, we have a share of hard work."
Lin Siyao raised his head and drank the wine in his cup. He turned around and glanced at the two of them before indifferently asking, "Can people who don't work hard live here so comfortably?"
Sirou clapped his hands together and narrowed his somewhat drunken eyes as he concluded, "Yes, we must have earned the right to live here through our hard work."
Among the four of them, his alcohol tolerance was the worst. After drinking half a jar of two year old osmanthus wine, his eyes began to blur.
"Well said."
Lin Siyao nodded his head in agreement. He glanced at the drunk Sirou and muttered to himself for a moment before kindly reminding him, "Don't get so drunk that you can't recognize people."
As a brother, he didn't point out too much.
If something happened, don't blame him for not reminding you.
"Huh?" Sirou stared at Lin Siyao for a long time, "What people?"
"He said you should find a wife to settle down with," Si Chong smiled and stopped Lin Siyao from explaining further.
"Ah.
I, Sirou, have decided to be single for the rest of my life.
In any case, Si Ling has a lot of children. When the time comes, I can just adopt one of them … uh … "
After hearing Sirou's drunken words, Lin Siyao narrowed his eyes and snorted in his heart, "Very good, you actually dare to have ideas about my baby.
You deserve to be raped tonight. "
Si Chong speechlessly held his forehead and sighed as he helped the drunk Sirou up. "Go, go, go, don't make a fool of yourself here.
I'll help you back to your room to sleep first. We'll get up later to admire the moon. "
Before they walked out of the octagonal pavilion, Si Chong thought of Louis Stu, who hadn't sent any messages for a long time, and turned to ask, "Si Ling, is Louis Stu not coming back this year?"
"He didn't say.
But he should be here. "It was a matter of time.
Maybe he'll come in the middle of the night to admire the moon.
"Okay, then I'll see you tonight.
I'll help him back first.
This guy, he hasn't been cultivating for a while and his waist has become much fatter. He's so heavy … "
Lin Siyao could not help but laugh as he watched the two of them leave hand in hand. He then cleaned up the empty wine jars and cups on the stone table, intending to return to the main courtyard to accompany Shui Yong and prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival sacrifice later.
Just as he was about to step out of the octagonal pavilion, Lin Siyao's body paused. He looked up at the depths of the lotus pond and smiled. "Since you're here, why don't you come out?"
"Tsk tsk … You've improved again?"
A black figure teleported out from behind the lotus flowers. It was Louis Stu, who had rushed from the Fengyao Pavilion thousands of miles away to celebrate the Reunion Festival.
"When did you arrive?
Did you finish all the wine? "Lin Siyao waved the empty wine jar in his left hand.
"I just arrived."
Louis Stu lifted his robe and sat on the stone bench beside the pavilion. He leaned against the pavilion pillar with his hands behind his head. "It's a pity that I didn't make it."
"What's wrong?
Are you hurt? "Lin Siyao frowned and glanced at him when he saw his unusual resting posture.
"You found out." Si Tuo simply slid down his upper body and lay down on the stone bench to replenish his lost physical strength.
"Who can hurt you now?" Lin Siyao frowned and asked in a low voice.
With Louis Stu's skills, it wasn't a problem for him to squeeze into the top ten in the Jianghu.
Moreover, the Fengyao Pavilion no longer accepted assassination missions, so there was no reason for him to get hurt.
He wasn't worried about Louis Stu's injuries. After all, he wouldn't be Louis Stu if he didn't get hurt a few times a year.
He was only worried about the trouble he might bring to Blossom Town.
"Don't worry.
That person only wants to spar with me. "
Louis Stu rolled his eyes helplessly when he saw Lin Siyao's expression. "Hey, I'm also an injured person. It's fine if you don't comfort me, but at least give me some food.
I haven't eaten anything for a day. "
That was why he had come to the lotus pond to pick a few lotus seeds the moment he arrived at the courtyard.
Who would have thought that he would be caught red-handed by the owner?
"Wait."
Lin Siyao turned around and disappeared after a few leaps, leaving Si Tuo, who was lying on the stone bench to rest and recuperate from his injuries, muttering speechlessly, "Actually, he could have sent me to Pine Garden. I could have taken a hot bath and eaten a hot meal …"
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