The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 80 Red Makeup
At the foot of Huashan Mountain.

The small town where Yang Chan released Ding Lin.

Qingyi descended from the clouds and glanced at Mount Huashan not far away. Complex emotions flashed in her eyes, seeming to be joy, expectation, and a little bit of uneasiness.

I was worried that my expectations would be dashed and my joy would be in vain.

This is not the festival season.

The city is quite plain.

A man in blue clothes was walking in the streets.

Suddenly, she paused and looked towards a young girl who was dressed in a cheerful and charming manner in front of a rouge shop not far away.

The girl has curly eyelashes and is using her bare hands to pick up some lip balm, playfully touching her lips.

After thinking for a while, Qingyi walked towards the shop. As she thought about it, her body shape changed silently with her steps. Her chest bulged, and in just a few steps, she changed from a male to a female.

A heroic woman with beautiful features.

"Girl, I..."

Qingyi stopped in front of the shop, his eyes fell on the rouge in front of the girl, and he opened his mouth, somewhat speechless.

"Sister, do you want to buy rouge?"

The girl's smile was as bright as the morning sun, and her two rows of teeth were dazzlingly white.

As if infected, Qingyi's expression softened a little.

"Sister, you are so pretty," the girl exclaimed, looking at Qing Yi with envy, "Ah! You haven't dressed up yet, if you do you will be so charming."

"I... am not very good at dressing up." Qing Yi said awkwardly. As she spoke, she took out a silver bean from her sleeve and said, "Miss, can you help me..."

"It doesn't take that much," the girl smiled, her eyebrows curved, "and I don't know how to do it either, but my mother knows how to dress up. Look, sister, my mother did this makeup for me. Isn't it beautiful? Sister, let me tell you, when my mother was young, she did makeup for the young ladies in the city lord's mansion."

"Mom!" the girl turned her head and shouted towards the house, "A guest is coming!"

"I heard you, I'm coming right over. Why are you yelling so loudly?"

The sound of laughter and scolding was heard.

Then, the curtain was drawn aside, and a woman in her forties walked out in a ruched skirt.

It can be seen that she must have been very beautiful when she was young, with a good foundation, but time has left its marks on her body. She has gained weight, her complexion has faded, and wrinkles have appeared on her face.

"Mother, this sister wants to try on some makeup." said the girl.

"trouble……"

Qingyi opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to address the woman.

"Please come in first, guest."

The woman smiled gently, without any of the harshness she showed to her daughter. As she spoke, the curtain at the door was rolled up.

In the most conspicuous place in the room, there is a somewhat old dressing table. The bronze mirror embedded in the front is already a little mottled. Rouge, lip balm, eyebrow pencil are placed on the table, all of which are new. There is also an equally old chair.

Old but clean.

Qingyi walked over and sat down on the chair.

The woman picked up the eyebrow pencil and lightly drew her eyebrows.

"Guest, let me tell you, women need to dress up. Ugly ones need to dress up. If they are ugly, they can turn their original 23 points of color into 56 points, so that they can go out. Pretty ones need to dress up even more. If they are 78 points of color, they can turn into 10 points after makeup. A pretty girl like you already has 12 points... Well, it doesn't matter whether you dress up or not. However, as a girl, there is no girl who doesn't like to dress up. I will put on some light makeup for you. Your eyes are too sharp. You can make them softer..."

As the woman chattered, she drew eyeliner and eye shadow for Qingyi, and then applied rouge and lip balm.

Qingyi let the woman fiddle with her makeup without saying a word, feeling a little confused. Wasn't it just light makeup? Why did she have to do it so complicatedly?

"Like this... like this again... oh, that's it!"

The woman drew the final stroke on the end of her eyebrow, then looked at Qingyi carefully and nodded with satisfaction.

"Girl, take a look. Are you satisfied?"

The woman smiled. Qingyi looked at the bronze mirror in front of her. In the mirror was a very familiar face, roughly the same as before, but with the facial features slightly adjusted in subtle places, looking a little softer.

Makeup, it's magical.

Qingyi nodded, somewhat satisfied.

"This is the most popular rouge makeup in recent years. It will look even better if paired with a red dress."

The woman said.

Red clothes?
Qingyi turned her head and looked next door. She remembered that there seemed to be a clothing store next door.

"Miss, do you want to change your clothes as well? It just so happens that the shop next door is owned by me."

The woman said softly.

The man in blue did not answer. He took out the silver bean, thought for a moment, took out another one, and handed them to the woman.

"How can I use so many?" The woman smiled happily and took the small one. "This one is enough to buy the best dress in my shop. You naughty girl, you are cheating again. Hurry up and bring me the embroidered lotus dress I made yesterday."

"I know, mother."

The little girl who was secretly eating snacks licked her lips and ran quickly to the next room.

After a while.

Qingyi changed into the pink palace dress. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was as pretty as a peach and her makeup was gorgeous. She seemed to be more beautiful than before.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she seemed to be in a very good mood, her eyebrows curved, revealing a gentle smile.

"Thank you."

Qing Yi said as she walked out of the shop and looked into the distance.

At the end of the road, there was a young mortal couple, who must have just gotten married. The wife snuggled in her husband's arms. Although they were dressed in plain clothes, they were smiling happily.

Qingyi's gaze paused, and then she walked forward. With every step she took, her figure became fainter. When she took three steps, her figure had disappeared from the spot.

The people coming and going around him didn't notice it at all.

……

Huashan.

In the small courtyard, the sun shines down from above.

Yang Chan was wearing plain clothes and sitting alone in the pavilion. The shadow from the corner of the pavilion covered half of her face, and the light and dark were uncertain. There was not a single wind in the yard.

The pond is full of lotus leaves standing, with a lotus flower blooming in the middle.

Yang Chan looked at the lotus pond in front of her with her eyelids drooped, her face expressionless, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Suddenly, in the pond, the lotus trembled gently, emitting a faint light.

somebody is coming.

Yang Chan stood up, and without any movement on her part, the lotus flower flew out from the pond and hung in the air above the courtyard, spinning slightly. The lotus leaves in the pond flew around and broke apart, transforming into countless emerald green spots of light that quickly gathered on the lotus flower.

A precious lotus lantern slowly took shape.

Yang Chan raised her hand and held the Precious Lotus Lantern in her palm. Then she took a step forward. A white cloud appeared under her feet. She picked up the cloud and flew towards the mountain gate.

A plaque with the words "Huashan" hangs high above the mountain gate.

There are three thousand steps down.

The starting position of the stairs.

A woman in red palace dress stood quietly.

look up.

Eyes facing each other.

(End of this chapter)