TEMBMBIWB Chapter 18

The next morning, the group from Fangcun Mountain disguised themselves and went down the mountain.

However, the leader did not take them to the demon realm but instead went to the lower realm.

Looking at the changed route, the White Deer Immortal said in a low voice, “Are you playing tricks again?”

Yue Shanglan hurriedly said, “Oh dear, isn’t it just the time for the Hairpin Flower Festival in the lower realm? It’s so lively, a rare sight. It’s interesting to see the mortal girls and their lovers exchanging flowers.”

“Besides, it’s Little Chunsheng’s first time in the lower realm. It’s also a chance for him to have some fun, which will be good for his mood, right?”

The White Deer Immortal glanced at his beloved disciple. The boy was lifting the curtain and looking outside, a smile on his face, appearing joyful.

The White Deer Immortal sighed softly and said, “So be it.”

Yue Shanglan laughed, “You really love Little Chunsheng.”

“Tonight we must drink our fill, so Little Chunsheng can have some fun.”

Lower realm.

The group got out of the carriage wearing veiled hats. The White Deer Immortal transformed Wugen into a fleshly body to avoid scaring the mortals in the lower realm.

But Wugen still seemed unaccustomed to it. His movements were clumsy, and he stayed behind the group, unable to speak human language, only muttering gibberish.

The festival in the mortal realm was indeed very lively. While the upper realm was already in the night, it was still bright daylight in the lower realm.

The group came to a temple. It was said to be a place to pray for marriage and the most crowded place during the Hairpin Flower Festival every year.

Many people were gathered around this Double Flower Temple, waiting to draw a bamboo slip and then use it as an excuse to pin a blooming flower on their beloved.

Yue Shanglan looked around, his eyes falling on the beauties in the crowd.

“Coincidentally, why don’t we buy a flower to pin as well?” Yue Shanglan said, looking at the white-robed young man beside him.

The White Deer Immortal smiled lightly and said, “Do you have a beloved?”

Yue Shanglan: “Who says you can only pin flowers on your beloved? Look, everyone else has flowers on their heads, but we don’t, why not just pin flowers on each other for fun?”

The White Deer Immortal: “You pin it yourself.”

Yue Shanglan pouted and simply pulled the two juniors to buy flowers.

There were many flower vendors on the street. They randomly chose one.

Flowers of all kinds were clustered together, each with its own fragrance.

Yue Shanglan picked some, stuffed one each into the hands of the two juniors, and grabbed a handful for himself. He asked the flower vendor, “How much?”

The flower vendor smiled and said, “Thirty coins.”

Yue Shanglan threw the silver coins to the flower vendor and couldn’t help but grumble, “It’s really not cheap.”

Sui Chunsheng looked down at the flowers in his hand, a magnolia and a hibiscus, their stems tightly pressed together, clutched in the young man’s hand.

“How can these things be associated with love and affection? Their prices can double,” Yue Shanglan continued to mutter. Wugen repeated a few gibberish words after him, fiddling with the sunflower in his hand.

The next second, he couldn’t help but take a bite.

Yue Shanglan was startled, “Little Wood, these flowers are not for eating!”

Sui Chunsheng walked towards the white-robed young man and held out the two flowers for him to see.

“Master, look, they’re blooming so beautifully.”

The White Deer Immortal lowered his eyes, glanced at them, and couldn’t help but touch the hibiscus with his hand. The petals trembled, and the stamen seemed to vibrate as well, the fragrance spreading.

“Yes, the hibiscus smells good.”

His voice was gentle.

Sui Chunsheng’s heart trembled, and his ears turned red.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a girl on the side of the street blushing as she pinned a flower on the young man beside her.

The young man also pinned a flower in the girl’s hair. They looked at each other, then couldn’t help but turn away, their faces completely flushed.

“Hey! They’re pinning flowers! They’re pinning flowers!”

“Look how red their faces are! They’re as red as the camellias on their heads! Hahahaha…”

A burst of cheers rang out from the crowd.

Yue Shanglan muttered, “That’s nice, that’s nice.”

The White Deer Immortal glanced at him, “Didn’t you say love affairs are the most troublesome?”

Yue Shanglan: “That’s what I said, but I’m also envious. Only a heartless immortal like you doesn’t care about such things.”

“Ah Zhui, help me pin a flower, I’m jealous.”

The White Deer Immortal seemed to twitch his eyelids and looked at him.

Yue Shanglan quickly caught it and immediately said, “What was that look of disdain just now? Good grief, what happened to our being the best of friends?”

The White Deer Immortal remained calm, “You should have a young lady pin a flower for you, what does it mean if I do it?”

Sui Chunsheng hesitated for a moment, the stems of the flowers in his hand were almost crushed.

“Master, can you help me pin a flower?”

The White Deer Immortal’s eyelashes trembled slightly, clearly surprised.

Yue Shanglan immediately said, “Little Chunsheng, why are you joining in the fun? Your master is a cold and heartless immortal, he won’t care about people like us…”

The White Deer Immortal: “Okay, I will help you pin it.”

Yue Shanglan: “?”

“No, Ah Zhui, that’s not fair!”

The White Deer Immortal completely ignored him, looking at the two flowers in the young man’s hand. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the hibiscus.

Sui Chunsheng’s eyes trembled. He noticed the white magnolia pattern on his master’s robe and said softly, “Master, this disciple likes this white magnolia.”

The White Deer Immortal was stunned for a moment and then changed to the white magnolia.

Sui Chunsheng immediately bent over, the distance between them very close, making it easier for the other to pin the flower on him.

The White Deer Immortal folded the twig and slowly pinned the white magnolia on the young man’s head.

Then, the young man quickly pinned the hibiscus in his hand on his head as well.

The White Deer Immortal’s body trembled, and he lowered his eyes.

“Look! That young master pinned a flower on the other young master!”

“Oh my! Really!”

When the White Deer Immortal heard that, he quickly turned to the side. For some reason, his heart started beating faster with the surrounding cheers.

He realized his lapse in composure, he must be blushing.

Fortunately, he was wearing a veiled hat, so no one could see his expression.

And no one could hear his heartbeat.

Yue Shanglan, who had been ignored, widened his eyes and nudged the white-robed young man with his shoulder.

The White Deer Immortal glared at him, “Let’s go inside and offer incense.”

Sui Chunsheng’s whole face was red, he muttered an “okay”.

The two of them consciously glossed over the awkwardness and walked side by side into the Double Flower Temple in front of them.

Yue Shanglan whispered, “If you offer incense, the marriage god of this Double Flower Temple will surely get a nosebleed.”

The White Deer Immortal: “It doesn’t matter, it’s just a disguise, not my true form.”

The White Deer Immortal lit incense and bowed three times, using his left hand to insert the incense into the incense burner.

A stream of immortal energy overflowed from it, enveloping the surroundings.

Two figures walked over from the side, dressed in monk’s robes, and bowed slightly to the two of them.

The old monk bent over, his eyes pure.

“Benefactor, it’s fate.”

The White Deer Immortal nodded slightly.

The young novice monk behind the old monk poked his head out and carefully examined the two of them.

“You two have a deep bond, are you also here to ask for marriage tokens?” The young novice’s voice was tender and light.

The White Deer Immortal was stunned for a moment. The old monk patted the young novice’s head and said in a low voice, “Nonsense.”

“Benefactor, you don’t need to take the child’s words to heart.” The old monk looked at the White Deer Immortal. He couldn’t see clearly through the veil, but he just said, “May I ask the benefactor to speak aside for a moment?”

The White Deer Immortal glanced at the young man beside him and softly said, “Ah Sheng, wait here for me.”

Sui Chunsheng nodded quickly.

The White Deer Immortal walked away with the old monk, leaving the young man with the young novice.

The young novice’s big eyes were fixed on him as he said, “You keep looking at that young master, do you like him?”

Sui Chunsheng was startled by these words, but also found it amusing and said, “Little imp, do you even know what it means to like someone?”

The young novice smiled, “Of course I know.”

As he spoke, he held up the marriage jade token in his hand and pondered, “Why don’t you ask for a pair? This is the last pair of marriage tokens, they’re very accurate in guaranteeing marriage.”

“When the time comes, you can give one to that young master, and you keep the other, and the old man under the moon will tie a red thread between you two!”

Looking at the precocious young novice in front of him, Sui Chunsheng was amused by him. He lowered his head to look at the pair of jade tokens. They were ordinary blue jade, but fortunately, they didn’t have any rough stone skin. They were polished smooth, and the crimson beans dotted on the bamboo resembled the Xiangfei bamboo. When the two pieces were placed together, they formed a conjoined branch.

They were quite exquisite.

The young novice observed his expression and held the jade token up a bit more, “This is the last pair! Only our temple has them, my master carved them himself!”

Seeing that he didn’t speak, the young novice turned his eyes, took back the jade tokens, and said with lowered eyes, “If the benefactor doesn’t like them, then it’s fate, it is not suitable to disturb any longer.”

He was about to take the jade token away, when he indeed heard the young man say, “Hey”.

The young novice’s eyes curved into a smile, “I knew it, Benefactor likes them.”

Sui Chunsheng scoffed, “How much?”

The young novice: “We monks don’t talk about money, three hundred in fate.”

Sui Chunsheng helplessly placed three hundred coins in his palm.

…

Under the big banyan tree, two figures stood opposite each other.

The White Deer Immortal looked at the sky and said softly, “Monk, do you have something to say?”

The old monk nodded, “Benefactor, I watched from afar just now. I sense that there is an extraordinary bond between the two of you, but it is also a changeable and karmic relationship.”

“I see that the benefactor is a person of pure heart and few desires, but this young man is your destroyer, making your spirit waver, and your mind wander. It is truly an omen of red-light affliction.”

The White Deer Immortal’s eyes trembled slightly. He smiled soundlessly, “Oh? Is that so.”

He didn’t seem to take it to heart.

The old monk saw his open-mindedness and said again, “I have to say this, benefactor, whether you listen to it or not is up to you.”

“But, I can’t help but remind you that if the two of you continue like this, one of you will be affected, a minor issue is bad luck, a big issue is physical depletion.”

The White Deer Immortal smiled slightly and just said, “Thank you, monk.”

It was already late, a cold wind blew past.

“Mas… Young Master!” Sui Chunsheng called out.

The White Deer Immortal slowly turned his head. Even through the veiled hat, he could see the young man’s smile.

“Ah Sheng.”

Sui Chunsheng greeted him, smiling brightly, “Are you done talking?”

The White Deer Immortal nodded, bowed slightly to the old monk, and led the young man towards the temple gate.

Yue Shanglan had drunk some fruit wine and eaten some snacks outside. Only when he had enough to eat and drink did he see the two of them come out.

“Did you take so long to offer incense? Did they ask for your birthdates to match you or something?” Yue Shanglan’s voice was filled with resentment.

The White Deer Immortal glanced at him, “It’s already late, let’s find a place to rest first, and head to the demon clan early tomorrow morning.”

Yue Shanglan said, “Coincidentally, there is a restaurant on this street, with singing and dancing and suitable rooms upstairs.”

The group walked to the restaurant, but found that it was already full.

They walked around and eventually found empty rooms at a remote inn.

Yue Shanglan asked if there were any drinks and planned to just settle for the night together.

The White Deer Immortal pursed his lips, “You were the one who booked the rooms, and you only booked two.”

A pair of gray-blue eyes slowly looked up.

“Are you perhaps suggesting that I share a room with you?”

Yue Shanglan wrapped his arm around Wugen’s shoulders, and said helplessly, “There’s no choice, it’s the Hairpin Flower Festival, these restaurants and inns are all full, there are only these two rooms left. I know you look down on me, so Little Wood and I will just make do, and you and Little Chunsheng can make do together.”

Sui Chunsheng’s heart tightened, his eyes widening, seemingly sparkling.

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