Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 962 - 958: Parading Through the Streets

At the other end of Hui Min Street, it’s even more bustling than the barbecue stall area where Xiao Yue and the others stopped before.

Ruan Hongzhuang, wearing flat shoes, was carrying two freshly bought crispy beef pancakes in her hand.

As she walked, she reminded Taozi behind her, "Keep an eye on Tang Tang and Xiao Ya, don’t let them run off, there are too many people on this street."

Taozi nodded quickly and reached out to grasp Xiao Ya’s hand.

As soon as Xiao Ya entered Hui Min Street, her eyes were overwhelmed, sometimes glued to a noodle vendor’s stall, sometimes drawn to a sugar-blowing craftsman.

However, she’s very timid, not only daring not to run around but actually holding Taozi’s hand tighter, almost sticking to her side.

Mao Sanmei was trailing behind holding Tang Tang’s hand, while the little one’s head was constantly turning, her round eyes full of curiosity.

Unlike Xiao Ya, who was attracted to toys, Tang Tang was instead particularly sensitive to the mixed scents in the air.

The mutton’s gamey aroma, the cumin from the skewers, the sweet scent of glutinous rice cakes, and... a scent she was particularly familiar with...

This scent was very faint, yet like a fine needle, gently pricking Tang Tang’s senses.

She suddenly stopped, forcefully pulled away from Mao Sanmei’s hand, took a couple of steps forward with her short legs, pointed her chubby finger towards the depths of the street, and kept exclaiming "Oh~ Oh~" excitedly, her little body shaking with excitement.

"What’s wrong with Tang Tang?"

Ruan Hongzhuang quickly stepped forward to steady her, fearing she might fall.

Following the direction of Tang Tang’s finger, there was nothing special in sight, just a bustling crowd and lined stalls.

Taozi came over too, teasing her with a smile, "Did Tang Tang see something delicious? Want skewers or glutinous rice cake?" As she spoke, she pointed to the nearby skewers stall.

But Tang Tang shook her head vigorously, her finger stubbornly pointing in the same direction, shouting "Oh~ Oh~" even louder, tugging at Ruan Hongzhuang’s clothes as if urging her to go that way.

Mao Sanmei seemed to understand her daughter’s intention and gestured, but this time, no one understood her.

Luckily, Mao Sanmei was able to write, pulling out her phone to write in the memo, "Tang Tang means that Dou Dou and the others are ahead."

"Dou Dou?"

Ruan Hongzhuang looked in the direction Tang Tang just pointed, her face full of surprise.

"Didn’t Si Yuan say they went to handle something?" Taozi was equally surprised.

"Just like you, slacking off at work," Ruan Hongzhuang said.

At her words, Taozi seemed unconcerned, couldn’t help but smile, and even remarked with a hint of pride, "That’s kind of like me."

"Let’s go, shall we?"

Ruan Hongzhuang took Tang Tang’s little hand and headed in the direction she had pointed.

At that moment, at the other end of Hui Min Street, Dou Dou finished her skewers and suddenly sneezed, rubbed her nose, and wondered aloud, "Is someone thinking of me?"

Xiao Yue gave her a sidelong glance, "Who else would it be, it’s definitely because it’s too spicy, let’s go before your brother worries."

Duoduo agreed, clutching the leftover change from the glutinous rice cake, whispering, "We’ll come again next time, with Tang Tang and Xiao Ya."

Dou Dou’s eyes lit up, "Right! It would be great if we could have skewers with them!"

The trio chatted as they slipped into a secluded corner, transformed into Yin Wind, and flew towards the hotel.

They didn’t know, just moments ago, Tang Tang had already sensed their presence, only missing a tiny encounter due to the crowd and their hurried departure.

"Too many people, it might be hard to find them," Ruan Hongzhuang said as she surveyed the bustling crowd.

As time passed, there were even more people on the street; finding Dou Dou and the others wouldn’t be easy.

"Forget it, let’s not worry about them now, let’s shop," Taozi suggested.

"Indeed, they’ll return soon, maybe call Si Yuan later to check," Ruan Hongzhuang said.

While they talked, they arrived at a persimmon cake stall.

Tang Tang was very interested in the golden persimmon cakes, drooling even more.

"Han~"

The vendor saw and handed her a small piece of the cut persimmon cake.

"Have a taste, it’s just freshly baked."

Tang Tang didn’t hold back, grabbing it directly, then giving the vendor a silly smile.

Seeing this, the vendor felt a swell of joy inside.

"What a cheerful child," he remarked wistfully.

The freshly baked persimmon cake had a golden crust coated with a layer of white sugar, still steaming hot.

Ruan Hongzhuang used a toothpick to pierce a small piece, offering it to Xiao Ya, "You try too, it’s very sweet."

Taking the persimmon cake, Tang Tang took a small bite, the sweet and sticky taste spreading in her mouth, though her mind was still occupied with the familiar scent from before, her eyes glancing from time to time into the depths of the street.

But soon, she seemed to sense something, looking up towards the sky.

"Oh~"

She pointed her hand at the sky, because she "saw" Xiao Yue and the others.

Seeing this, Ruan Hongzhuang and the others looked up as well, but the sky was a plain blue with nothing visible.

This was not surprising, after all, Xiao Yue and the three were now in ghost form, invisibly soaring through the sky on Yin Wind.

Yet Tang Tang had seen the familiar colors streaking across the sky, leading her to notice them.

Realizing communication was futile, Tang Tang hummed in dissatisfaction, then continued eating her persimmon cake.

Seeing the two youngsters enjoying the cakes, Taozi bought some from the vendor.

They continued to walk forward, soon passing a shadow puppet theater’s entrance.

Ruan Hongzhuang took an interest, buying tickets to enter; inside, there was no one else, they were the first.

"Just us? Are we waiting for others to come?"

Taozi, seeing the rows of empty seats, worried they would wait long.

"No need, it starts soon."

The ticket seller, who was also the usher, entered, stated this, then headed backstage.

Remarkably, for such a large shadow puppet theater, she performed all roles.

Not only selling and checking tickets, but also the shadow puppet show.

The theater’s curtain gradually rose, the warm yellow light illuminated the white backdrop, instantly infusing the small theater with a vintage glow.

The staff member slipped into the backstage operating area, as the crisp sound of drums rang out, followed by the agile appearance of a shadow puppet Sun Wukong wielding a Jingu Bang and wearing Chain Armor.

With the slightly raspy yet melodic singing, the story of "Sun Wukong’s Three Battles with the White Bone Spirit" formally began.

"Wow! It’s Sun Wukong!" Xiao Ya’s eyes instantly lit up, releasing Taozi’s tightly held hand, leaning forward slightly, attentively staring at the curtain.

Sun Wukong’s shadow puppet was exceptionally nimble in the operator’s hand; with a cloud-riding maneuver, Jingu Bang traced an arc in the air, prompting Xiao Ya’s soft cheers.

Tang Tang was equally absorbed, still clutching the half-eaten persimmon cake, yet forgot to raise it to her mouth.

Seeing Sun Wukong’s cloud-riding scene, she seemed to understand something, cracking a silly grin.

"Han~"

Her eyes gleaming, full of excitement...​