I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

The top floor box has a great view, with a large river view in sight. Qin Shimeng is a very quiet type who doesn't talk much. She does whatever Ye Yong does, and the two sit together by the window.

When the shopkeeper took them upstairs just now, he had already explained the origin of the Wandeng Festival.

More than a thousand years ago, the governor of Ninghai City held an event to realize the wishes of the people on the first day of the Lunar New Year, which gradually evolved into the Wandeng Festival.

The people threw the prepared light boats into the river. As long as the light boats can pass through the surging river water and successfully reach the governor's boat, the governor can realize the wishes written on the light boats, a total of three places. Of course, the wishes cannot be too outrageous, and murder and arson will definitely not work. Like the desire to obtain cultivation resources, money, real estate, etc., there is no problem.

Although the chance of selecting three lucky people from a large number of people is pitifully small, the people are still very grateful.

Compared with ordinary people who simply want good luck to come, realize the wish of getting rich, and live a happy life, the cultivators see it more thoroughly.

The governor did this not because he was rich and stupid. It is said that doing good things accumulates merits. The amount of merit varies depending on the size of the good deeds.

The way of heaven is silently watching everything. Good deeds cannot be forced, and those that are forced will not accumulate merit. As for the use of merit, in addition to assisting in cultivation, merit can also reduce the power of thunder when facing a heavenly tribulation.

How many monks cannot resist the heavenly tribulation? Die under the heavenly tribulation? The power of merit can increase the possibility of surviving, who doesn't want it?

However, as I said just now, the way of heaven is watching everything. Doing good deeds with a purpose does not accumulate merit, otherwise there would be no poor people in the world, and all the monks would rush to help the poor. Everything is ultimately about fate.

Although the Wandenghui has a bit of a taste of forcing good deeds, it does not interfere with the process. The people's chance to realize their wishes depends entirely on luck and fate.

Anyway, this activity can be carried out for more than a thousand years, which is enough to prove that it is useful. Maybe it can only increase a little merit, but it is better than nothing, and others want it but can't get it.

In short, the Wandenghui can be regarded as a Spring Festival activity that kills three birds with one stone. It can satisfy the desires of the people; it can increase the merits of the prefectural government; it can bring viewing pleasure to foreign tourists.

With a brilliant firework rising from the most gorgeous boat in the center of Qianlong River, the Wandeng Festival has officially begun.

Some people rushed to launch their boats, while others were slow and wanted to wait until the last moment to launch.

A large number of paper lantern boats spread out in the river, lighting up the Qianlong River, which was beautiful.

They did not flow along the river, but were all attracted by an invisible force and flowed to the prefect's boat.

The originally calm river surface began to surge, and many lantern boats were overturned in the water or pushed back to the shore, but there were always new ones launched by the people, and the number did not decrease sharply.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yong inexplicably thought of cultivating immortals. One thousand years is an era. In the same era, few people can become saints. The rest either die on the way or stagnate. The immortal cultivators are like the lantern boats in the river, eager to cross the turbulent water and become the small number of successful and admired existences.

Ye Yong is definitely not the only one who has such feelings. Many cultivators who watch the Wandeng Festival for the first time will have similar thoughts.

Qin Shimeng is the same. She can't help but glance at Ye Yong next to her. There is no doubt that in her heart, Ye Yong is the one who can ride the wind and waves and reach the end.

In this situation, it is very suitable to recite poems to show off, but Ye Yong flipped through the poems in his mind and there was no similar scene. If he really wants to write a poem, he doesn't have much ink in his stomach, so he still doesn't embarrass himself, so as not to lower his image in Qin Shimeng's heart.

Taking out the desserts made by the system, Ye Yong and Qin Shimeng didn't say anything and watched the birth of the lucky one silently.

After one stick of incense, three paper boats arrived successfully. Although they were wet by the river water and were shaky, and even the lights inside were extinguished, success was success, and no one would care how they survived.

Soon, someone picked up the paper boats, disassembled them, and wrote down the names of the people, their home addresses, and the wishes they wanted to realize.

The first two were mortals who were eager to get so much money, and the last one was a casual cultivator who said that he wanted to join the prefectural governor's mansion and become a cultivator there.

All the paper boats will be checked to ensure that no special materials are used and no spiritual power is applied to them. This is very fair and just. The wishes are also in line with the rules, so the prefectural governor's mansion immediately announced the end of the Ten Thousand Lanterns Festival, and someone will notify the lucky ones to collect the wish rewards tomorrow.

After that, there was a brilliant fireworks appreciation session, with explosions in the air one after another, and the night was as bright as day.

Ninghai City usually dares not set off fireworks one after another, and must greet the Dragon King and get the Dragon King's consent.

After all, sound travels far underwater, and sounds much louder than on land. If you do this without telling the Dragon King, he will definitely be unhappy. When the river water splashes on the shore, the people will be the ones who suffer.

As a governor, a high-ranking official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he must consider the people.

The fireworks lasted for nearly 20 minutes, and the Wandeng Festival officially ended. However, this does not mean the end of the festive mood of the Spring Festival. The Wandeng Festival is just one of the many activities of the Spring Festival in Ninghai City. There are also many activities held by the rich and the common people, such as writing couplets on the pleasure boat, reciting poems, guessing lantern riddles in the shopping street, etc., which are also fun.

Ye Yong took Qin Shimeng out of the restaurant. Many people who had gathered by the river had dispersed, but the streets were still very lively. As he walked, Ye Yong suddenly saw a very familiar face that he didn't want to see.

The protagonist Long Tian.

Damn it, how could this guy appear here?

Ye Yong's mind was full of doubts. He clearly remembered that in the novel, Long Tian spent his first Spring Festival in the Tianluo Sect after joining the sect, and on New Year's Eve, the village where Liu Bo lived was razed to the ground by an evil sect that controlled monsters. Bu Liu Village became a dead village, with no one alive.

Liu Bo, like other villagers, was buried in the mouth of the monster, and his body was completely gone. A few days later, Long Tian, ​​who was far away in Tianluo Sect, heard the news and rushed back, but the village he once knew had become a ruin. Long Tian was upset for a long time. When he erected a monument for Liu Bo and the villagers, he found clues to the evil sect from the ruins. After becoming stronger, he wiped out the evil sect and avenged the villagers of Bu Liu Village. This incident came to an end.

As for why the author wrote Liu Bo to death, it is easy to understand. With Long Tian's talent for troublemaking, his enemies will investigate and find out that there is an old man who raised him. OK, let's go and tie him up. When Liu Bo is taken hostage, Long Tian will be very passive, especially in the early stage when he is still very weak and can't deal with it at all. So by writing Liu Bo to death, Long Tian can let go of himself and be free.

Now he appears on the streets of Ninghai City, which confuses Ye Yong.

What went wrong? What did I do to trigger the butterfly effect?