Andaoyuan felt that the account in his arms was slightly hot. He did not agree immediately, but asked with a smile:

"Miss Qing Running Light is right? Can you let me listen to your commission or your story?"

Xue jumped out and ran to the green running light. The silver light on her body seemed to be leaping flames:

"Dian, don't think about Andaoyuan's idea. You invited us to attend the Starry Night Festival, but you didn't say anything about the commission."

Andao is not a mentally retarded person who will unconditionally trust others. He naturally understands that Xue is worried about him, and the Qing Running Lamp itself is not an absolutely kind monster in the rumors.

The green running light was not shaken by the words of snow. She waved the green light in her hand, and the glass-like lampshade opened and flew out countless light spots. The light spots hovered around and connected into lines, as if fireflies were covered with dreams of a midsummer night.

"These are the remaining thoughts of the elves, and they can no longer form souls, so they are attracted by the lamps in my hand. Andaoyuan, can you help them return to where they should go?"

The figure of the green running lamp slowly floated in the air. She gently touched the glimmer of longing floating in the air. These lights reflected the lush branches outside the southern mountains. Perhaps they were still intoxicated in summer and did not want to wake up.

When Andaoyuan thought of the wind chime from Hyacinth that he had in his backpack, he also understood the meaning of the Starry Night Sacrifice, which is both a sacrifice and a celebration.

"I accepted this commission."

He already knew how to help these thoughts return, and the contract had been reached, so he didn't have to worry about not fulfilling his promise and giving rewards.

However, all this has to be waiting for the Starry Night Festival to truly come. When the meteors sprinkle like raindrops, the celebration will be completed.

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Xue and Qing Running Lamp are actually aware of her, but her life level is much stronger than that of Lan, so she doesn't worry about what Lan does to Andaoyuan.

The moment of praying for the stars is coming, and Miss Qingxinglantern has pulled away the light around her. The environment instantly dimmed, and then became brighter. It was a pure and flawless sky, full of stars representing the glory of far-reaching lights outside the year.

The monsters that had agreed to come to Torii where the green running lantern was all here. Two chinchillas were carrying a huge mat, and the ukiyo-e picture of the night-traveling legend of the Hundred Ghosts was drawn on the mat.

The birds in the sky brought fruits and melons from Takao Mountain, the mountain boy sat on Toris playing the flute, and the lamp held a pot of sake next to the mat.

Tonight is a festival to watch the starry sky, so it is naturally impossible to ignite a bonfire. Only a purely quiet night can reflect a sufficiently distant starry sky. After all, the starry sky that Andaoyuan sees now may be more than 100,000 light-years away, even further away than ever before, and the stars ignite the light emitted by the stars.

The time when the moonlight reaches the earth is delayed by 0:7 seconds, while the sun is about 8:13 seconds. The light in the starry sky is not the light of this moment, but the reflection of the distant past.

If there is really a time machine in this world, Andoyuan believes that it should be the light roaming in the corner of the world.

The snow girl with silver hair and cat ears calls herself a big monster, but this cute girl is indeed not good at drinking.

After just drinking a glass of sake, a light blush appeared on her fair face, and then she held up the glass and pulled Andaoyuan and the lamp to compete for the amount of alcohol.

Japan stipulates that minors cannot drink alcohol, but Andaoyuan is a Chinese and has no such concerns. He touched the cat girl's head:

"Dian, please pour me a glass too. I have been to Tokyo for so long, and I haven't tasted the sake here."

Miss Qingxing Deng smiled and poured a glass for Andaoyuan and herself: "If you drink this glass, you may not be able to drink other people's wine in the future."

Andaoyuan is a free and easy person. He has never cared about future events since the past. After all, he may lose himself one day, so it is in line with his nature to drink and drink.

"If this is true, then I might come here often to ask you for a glass of wine to satisfy your cravings. Are you right? Miss Deng."

Andaoyuan raised his cup, first respecting the bright moon flowing in the distance, and then clinked a cup with Miss Qingxinglantern.

Miss Qingxingdeng seemed to be a lady from the Meiji period, and her behavior was very appropriate. She also raised her cup: "If Anjun is willing to visit here, Qingxia will naturally welcome you."

Although the kitten was a little drunk, she also picked up the cup: "I still want to drink, I'm not drunk yet."

The three of them clinked a cup under the moon, and Torii went up to the mountain boy silently. He watched the first ray of starlight falling in the distance and stopped the flute playing in his hand.

The chinchillas sat down against the room and looked into the distance. They were in a peaceful and happy mood now.

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The first ray of starlight fell into the sky, and then countless lights scattered. On the deep blue sky, stars were like diamonds, pouring out tens of silver ash, and then layers of star dust were constantly rendered.

At this moment, whether it was the three people drinking together on Takao Mountain or the monsters looking up at the sky in the forest; whether it was the Meteorological Bureau in Tokyo, or the astronomical enthusiasts who found a secluded place to watch the star, they all held their breath.

How bright a shining star can bring is one meter, two meter, and how many meters it will be... No matter how bright it is, it will never illuminate the entire earth.

But if it is a group of stars falling like rain, it would be different. At this moment, the sonata belonging to the night sky and the meteor shower has more vivid symbols than Chopin's serenade.

Andaoyuan drank this glass of sake. The sake was cool and brought some of the spicyness of sake itself, but it was not too high and it also had a sweet fragrance. The aftertaste continued for a while, endless.

No wonder Qing Xingdeng said that if she drank this glass of wine, she would probably miss it in the future.

Xue sat on the mat and leaned against him, and then lay down to the ground in a short while.

Andaoyuan took off his coat and put it on her, knowing that she was a "big monster" and would not catch a cold.

But now he is warm all over after drinking, so he doesn't need a coat anymore, so he puts it on the kitten.

"Miss Deng, call out all your thoughts. This is the grandest moment of the Starry Night Festival and the most appropriate time."

Qing Running Ding clasped his hands and placed the porcelain cup on the ground.

Then the lights lit up, and the light as light as a candlelight echoed the distant starlight.

The stars are falling, but longing is moving upstream into a hanging galaxy.

Andaoyuan sent his spiritual power to the wind chime in his hand bit by bit, then shook it gently, and the lamps held up their thoughts and flowed along the wind to the place where the stars fell.

Going to where they should go.
Chapter completed!