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On Saturday afternoon, people came and went in Qingjia Plaza.

Meng Huo stood by a pillar on the west side of the square. He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already the time to meet the fans.

"Aren't you coming?"

Meng Huo thought optimistically that he didn't have the phone number of the other party, and he couldn't contact him if he didn't come.

This was a good thing, Meng Huo didn't want to reveal his identity, anyway, he had already come by appointment, and it would be easier if the other party didn't come. Meng Huo waited for ten minutes, but the fans still didn't come, so he turned to leave.

"Are you Teacher He Xi?"

Just then, a slightly hoarse voice came.

Meng Huo followed the voice and saw a woman wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a white mask that almost completely covered her face. Even her voice was unclear.

"I am, you are Xihe?"

"right."

The woman walked up to Meng Huo, and she fell silent for a moment. It turned out that Meng Huo also had a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, and he was dressed exactly like the woman.

Under the strange gazes of passers-by, both of them felt a little unhappy.

This woman——He Qian thought to herself what kind of cartoonist she was, and when fans invited him out to meet her, he actually dressed up in makeup! And Meng Huo also thought about what kind of fan this was, and he didn't even show his face when he asked someone to come out.

But on the surface, neither of them had any abnormalities.

"Mr. He Xi, don't you feel hot in this outfit?"

He Qian broke the silence.

"Is it hot? It's so cool today. If you think it's hot, you can take off your mask!" Meng Huo said with a smile. His dressing is to deal with the situation that fans are reporters or other caring people, and He Qian's dressing makes him more vigilant up.

Ordinary fans don't need to dress up so strictly.

"I was being followed, and he could easily find me if I took off my mask." He Qian explained, but of course Meng Huo didn't believe this reason at all.

The same is true for He Qian. She is very curious about Meng Huo's appearance, but obviously normal means cannot make him take off his mask, and she would not be happy if it was an exchange. Who knows what kind of person this cartoonist is? That mach teacher stalked her after seeing her, she didn't want to repeat the tragedy.

So He Qian changed the subject. She first took out a pen and paper from her bag and asked Meng Huo to draw, to confirm that he was the real He Xi.

This confirmation surprised He Qian very much. It turned out that Teacher He Xi was really a young man. Although he couldn't tell the exact age, he was definitely under eighteen. After confirming that he was a teenager, she became more interested in He Xi, and called him 'brother He Xi' enthusiastically after talking for a long time.

Meng Huo didn't object. This woman gave him a familiar feeling. Although her voice was hoarse through the mask, her tone and timbre made him feel more and more familiar, much like the He Qian he was looking for.

Meng Huo was not familiar with Ninghai, and it was He Qian who led the tour.

"What's your sister's last name?"

Meng Huo walked forward behind her, thinking about it, and quietly tested it. He didn't ask the name directly, if he only asked the surname, most people would not doubt it at all.

"My surname is Liu."

However, He Qian was very vigilant, she opened her mouth and asked, "What is He Xi's brother's last name?"

Meng Huo smiled slightly: "My surname is Liu too."

He was a little disappointed,

But he didn't give up his doubts, and continued to test on the road.

While coping with him, He Qian led him away from the crowded square and walked up a mountain path.

"There is a temple here for praying for rain. In summer, there are witches dancing on it to pray for rain. There are many tourists." She introduced on the way: "It is already summer now, and there should be few tourists."

Meng Huo felt strange: "How can there be witches in China? Aren't they Japanese... oh no, aren't they from the Far East?"

"What are you talking about, of course there are witches in Huaxia, haven't you learned "Zhou Rituals"?"

He Qian looked back at Meng Huo, a little surprised: "Although I don't remember it very clearly, there were witches in the Zhou Dynasty. They are one of the official positions in charge of rituals and ceremonies. They are usually responsible for exorcising evil spirits, cleaning, praying for rain, and praying for good weather. .”

The duties of the witches in her mouth are very similar to those of Japanese priestesses. Meng Huo recalled that the history books he had read did indeed say these things. However, there is a big difference between the witches of the Zhou Dynasty and the Japanese maidens. Their image is more like a mysterious witch, and they don't wear white and beautiful clothes.

Although he thought so, Meng Huo was stunned when he arrived at the destination. He saw a group of girls in blue ancient costumes dancing on the bluestone slabs...

"Lucky! It seems that we are very lucky, these witches are practicing dance!"

He Qian was a little happy, and Meng Huo was surprised for a long time. After observing, he found that the clothes worn by these witches were very similar to those worn by Japanese witches. However, although they looked similar, the clothes were based on Hanfu, a more elegant and refined ancient costume...

A witch with Chinese characteristics?

Meng Huo was very curious. He asked someone to ask, and only then did he know that this was a custom passed down from the Han Dynasty. Maidens in the Han Dynasty begged for rain and wore Hanfu of different colors according to their directions. Maidens who prayed for rain to Gonggong, the god of the east, "dance in green clothes"; maidens who prayed for rain to Chiyou, the god of the south, "dance in red clothes"; Priestesses praying for rain from Houji, the central god, "dance in yellow clothes"; maidens praying for rain in the west "dance in white clothes"; dance".

Ninghai is located in the east, and the witches here wear green clothes.

Meng Huo was convinced that the integrity of Chinese culture in this world exceeded his expectations. Qin Shihuang did not burn books and bury Confucianism, and the changes of dynasties never cut off cultural inheritance. Shintoism in the Far East is still at its peak, but the Huaxia witches have also survived.

There are hundreds of Chinese local sects centered on Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and people's beliefs are very free...

Of course, these are not important. The important thing is that Meng Huo already knows what to draw in the next girl's manga. He can integrate a manga with a very Japanese mythological style into the current Huaxia system.

This meeting with fans is so worth it!

Meng Huo was happy, and he expressed his gratitude to He Qian, which baffled her.

"In two weeks, you will know the reason why I thank you." Meng Huo smiled. He saw a small shop next to him, and walked over with bright eyes: "To express my gratitude, I will buy you a drink."

He bought a box of milk tea and a bottle of orange juice, and handed the orange juice to He Qian.

"Drink, you're welcome."

Meng Huo inserted the straw into the milk tea and said with a smile.

He Qian looked at his boxed milk tea with some confusion, because Meng Huo had a straw, so he could drink it without removing the mask. But the bottled orange juice was troublesome. To drink it, the mask had to be lifted, so that He Qian was exposed to Meng Huo's eyes.

She thought for a while, then walked into the small shop.

"Boss, give me a long straw."