Papa Paladin

  The silver glow silently sprinkled in the courtyard, and the river wind blew through the camphor trees, bringing the murmur of autumn insects in the distance.

  Removing leftovers and cold roasted dishes and chopsticks, Shang Yulin and Zhang Jingyao put out fruit plate snacks and moon cakes together.

  Moon cakes are freshly made, big and fresh, with the most classic five-nut filling, Shang Yulin evenly cut them into small pieces with a dining knife and distributed them to everyone. The first piece was given to Baoer first.

   "Thank you sister."

   Bao\'er thanked sweetly, and then worried about the mooncake in her hand: "But what should I do if I\'m full?"

  Her tangled cute expression of wanting to eat but unable to eat made everyone laugh.

  Wow!

  Tek next to him jumped up: Wang wants to eat, give Wang to eat, Wang is not full!

  It is no matter how much you eat, you will never be full!

  Zuo Yi brought a teapot and teacups, brewed a cup of ancient life tea for everyone, and he was still Dahongpao.

"smell good."

  Zhang Jingyao showed an intoxicated expression when she smelled the fragrance of tea.

  She couldn\'t wait to pick up the teacup and take a sip, her eyes lit up immediately: "Good tea!"

  She is also a tea lover. She has drunk many good teas, including the top Longjing, Puer, etc., but compared with the cup of tea in her hand, she feels that the ones she drank in the past are scum!

   After taking a sip of hot tea, I feel warm and comfortable all over my body. The pores all over my body are relaxed, and I let out a silent cheer.

  If she wasn\'t sitting and admiring the moon, Zhang Jingyao really wanted to lie down immediately, close her eyes and savor this beautiful feeling.

  Shang Yulin, who was sitting next to Zhang Jingyao, smiled and said nothing.

  She understands Zhang Jingyao\'s feelings at the moment, because when she drank this tea for the first time, she looked the same!

   After drinking a cup of tea, Zhang Jingyao was radiant and said, "Let me sing a song for everyone."

   It feels so good, she wants to sing, and at the same time, pays off for this great cup of tea!

"Yeah!"

   Bao\'er immediately clapped her little hands and applauded, she is Zhang Jingyao\'s little fan girl!

  Zuo Yi, Shang Yulin and Liang Xuemei applauded.

  Liang Xuemei was the only one who didn\'t know the truth among all the people present, but she also had a good impression of Zhang Jingyao.

  Zhang Jingyao stood up, holding an empty teacup in her hand, and a little light shone in her eyes, as if the stars were shining brightly.

  The moonlight fell on this natural singer, as if she had been covered with a veil.

   "When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don\'t know the palace in the sky, what year is it?"

   "I want to go back by the wind, but I\'m afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, so it seems to be in the world."

   "Turn to Zhuge, a low-key household, and a sleepless night. There should be no hatred, so what\'s the long-term goodbye?"

  The ethereal singing corresponds to the bright moon hanging in the night sky, making people sink into the artistic conception expressed in the lyrics unconsciously, as if they are no longer in the world at this moment, drifting away and forgetting their worries.

  Both Shang Yulin and Liang Xuemei showed fascinated looks, and their minds were completely attracted by Zhang Jingyao\'s song "When Will the Moon Come?"

  Bao\'er hugged Taike, snuggled up head to head with it, two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

  Although the little girl did not understand the meaning of the song, this did not prevent her from enjoying the song.

   Zhang Jingyao\'s song!

  At this moment, even the gargoyle monster squatting on the treetop opened its eyes. It looked up at the full moon, and there was a strange light in its indifferent eyes.

  The only one who can not be affected by anything is probably Zuo Yi, but he did not use his indestructible iron wall consciousness to block the influence of singing on his own soul.

  Keep absolute calm in battle and be able to exert 100% of your strength, but if you do the same in life, you will never be able to deeply appreciate the beauty of life, and let yourself become a cold and ruthless existence like a machine.

  He looked up at the moon in the night sky just like Ah Guai.

   There is no Mid-Autumn Festival in the world of Sadya, but there are two moons, the blood moon and the white moon, which alternately dominate the night.

   Every seven years, two moons will appear in the night sky at the same time, which is a spectacle!

   It is said that when the two moons are shining, the souls of the deceased will temporarily leave the endless river of Styx and return to the world to reunite with their relatives and friends.

   But Zuo Yi knew that it was just a beautiful legend.

  He has seen three times the two moons conjoined, and three times he walked alone and stood alone.

  At that time, Zuo Yi missed the moonlight in his hometown.

  Now he sees the bright moon in his hometown again, and he is no longer alone. Unknowingly, a feeling called happiness slowly grows in his heart.

  The moon is the hometown bright!

   "People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times."

"Nung, moon and new moon…"

   Fireflies came slowly one by one, gathered in the yard, and danced around Zhang Jingyao, drawing beautiful streamers of light in the air, as if they were competing with the bright moon.

   Until Zhang Jingyao\'s singing faded away.

  However, the lingering sound persisted for a long time, lingering in everyone\'s ears.

  The yard became very quiet, no one spoke, and they were unwilling to break such a beautiful atmosphere.

"thanks."

   After a long time, Zhang Jingyao finally thanked her.

  She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled.

   Clap clap!

   There was applause, although there were only three or five people, but the enthusiasm was no less.

   Zuo Yi was also applauding.

  The song just now proves that Zhang Jingyao has truly broken through herself, and her singing skills have reached a new level.

   Bravo!

  For those with outstanding talents, the biggest obstacle to the top is often themselves. Only those who challenge themselves to win are eligible to have the last laugh.

   "Sings so well."

  Liang Xuemei wiped her tears and said to Shang Yulin: "It\'s a pity not to become a singer."

  Shang Yulin wanted to laugh, but held back.

  It\'s almost time, and tonight\'s Mid-Autumn Festival reunion is coming to an end. Zuo Yi asked Zhang Jingyao to accompany Bao\'er in the old house, and sent Liang Xuemei and Shang Yulin home by himself.

  After sending the two of them back, Zhang Jingyao returned to her new home to rest through the teleportation array.

   After Bao\'er fell asleep, Zuo Yi quietly returned to the living room downstairs.

  He brought three plates, put moon cakes and fruits on them, placed them in front of his mother\'s portrait, and lit three sticks of incense.

  Mom, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

   After worshiping his mother, Zuo Yi suddenly felt something strange.

  He put the incense stick on the incense burner, strode out of the living room, and returned to the yard.

  At this moment on the camphor tree, the gargoyle Aguai spread its wings, raised its head and let out a low neigh.

  The voice was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

   Zuo Yi looked up and saw that the moon in the night sky had turned blood red!

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