C317 The Lamp Mystery the Tragedy

In the bustling market, Mo Yunfei was excitedly pulling Nangong Jue's hand and shaking it. As he looked at the people gathered into a pile, he excitedly pulled Nangong Jue and squeezed inside.

As it was the fifteenth day of the first month, it was rather lively. Especially at night, there were piles of riddles, as well as acrobats, lions and dragons, stilts, and all sorts of food, lanterns