"There are kongming lanterns over there, do you want to see it?"
The girl's voice interrupted Wang Chen's thoughts. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the girl's finger.
In the sky not far away, the orange-red Kongming lantern is slowly rising.
"Kongming Lantern?"
I don't understand, what kind of lamp is this?
Can you still fly to the sky?
"It's a kind of lamp that can make a wish. It's like a pilgrim praying to the Buddha in front of the Buddha statue."
Hearing Feng Qian's explanation, Wang Chen was stunned for a while, and then he was dragged by the girl and walked over there.
There is a river there, and you can see it clearly when you get close.
The river is fairly spacious, with a few small boats floating on the river, with dim night lights hanging on the sails.
By the river, is a group of young boys and girls. They gathered on the bank of the river and wrote on the Kongming lantern with a brush in hand.
Wangchen saw that their faces were filled with happy smiles when they started writing.
The picture in front of him is indescribably beautiful.
When he was in a daze, the girl beside him didn't know when to leave. When he came back, he was holding two Kongming lanterns and a writing brush in his hand.
"Well, this is for you."
Feng Qian handed one of the Kongming lanterns to Wangchen.
Wang Chen took it with drooping eyes, looked down at it, and was a little stunned.
The girl in front of him stuffed the brush into his palm and smiled: "Xiao Achen, please write down your wish first."
The little monk met the girl's gaze, then retracted like an electric shock, holding the brush with his fingertips, pursed his lips and looked at the Kongming lantern in his hand.
After hesitating for a moment, he silently took a step back, and when he made sure Feng Qian couldn't see it, he took a pen and wrote on the Kongming lantern - May all beings be happy and prosperous.
When he finished writing, Wang Chen took a look, and always felt that there was something missing.
He couldn't help being in a daze.
The girl got closer, and Wang Chen didn't realize it. It wasn't until the other party got too close that he backed away in shock, stuck the Kongming lantern in his chest, and hid it tightly.
"Donor, you..."
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
Well, if you don't show it, don't show it.
She only glanced at it just now, and hadn't read the words written in the fragments.
Feng Qian paused, and spread his palm toward the debris.
Wang Chen lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the girl's Bai Nen palm, and he was stunned.
Then he heard the girl in front of him say, "Give me the pen, little Achen."
The little monk shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed, his beautiful lips pursed into a line, he held the pen and handed it to the girl in front of him.
Feng Qian took the pen from Wang Chen and lowered his head to write on the Kongming lantern.
The girl thought for a while and wrote - one day she will fall down on His Highness.
Well, this thing can't be seen by small fragments.
Therefore, Feng Qian also protected the Kongming lantern in his hand.
"Xiao Achen, come here."
Feng Qian lifted his foot and walked to the river, and the boys and girls who had just put the Kongming lanterns here had dispersed.
Feng Qian slowly unfolded the Kongming lantern, standing on the side with the words on it, blocking it.
Take out the candle and light the wick.
Afterwards, she held up the Kongming lantern, and when the Kongming lantern in her hand continued to expand and was about to detach, Feng Qian released her hand.
The orange-red Kongming lantern drifted slowly into the distance, and the candlelight reflected the black characters on it.
Feng Qian was expressionless and stiff for a moment, then walked over quickly, raising his hand to cover Xiao Shard's eyes.
Wang Chen couldn't help but froze, not knowing what to do.
He hesitated: "Shi...donor..."
Feng Qian's face was tensed, and she didn't withdraw her hand until the Kongming Lantern floated far away and could no longer read the words.
When looking at Little Fragment's stunned gaze, Feng Qian explained in a serious manner: "Just now... um, there is a see-no-evil image."