"This "The Body Training Sutra of the Demonic Monkey" is indeed extraordinary."
Ye Qing opened his eyes, with unconcealable joy on his face. His current strength was at least twice as strong as it was ten days ago.
Opening the window, he found that it was already broad daylight. Ye Qing squinted his eyes and looked at the various people coming and going on the street, with a contented look on his face.
"Brother Chu and Brother Lin should be arriving in the next two days!"
After he left Huntian Peak that day, he first wrote an anonymous letter of divorce and told the local Jing'an Bureau about the red sand villagers' pills, and then went all the way south, detouring through Qinghe and Hejian counties until Tianyong.
With Chen Wuxin by their side, the two of them didn't encounter any danger or rude people along the way, and arrived at Tianyong smoothly.
The place where they are now is Tianyong City, which is a city outside Tianyong City. It is named Xiyong because it is located in the northwest of Tianyong City. It is also very prosperous.
They arrived in Xiyong two days ago. The reason why they did not enter Tianyong City directly was because Chen Wuxin heard that Xiyong had three unique skills and insisted on coming to see it. Ye Qing also planned to wait for Chu here. Nianjiu, Lin Yuhuai and the little Taoist priest.
As for the so-called "Three Wonders of Xiyong", the first is the roasted pigeon at Yonghe Tower, the second is the tea and wine from Qingxin Teahouse, and the third is the colorful and feathered dance at Zhengyan Palace.
He had accompanied Chen Wuxin to taste the roasted squab and tea wine. It was indeed a masterpiece and the taste was endless.
But he didn't go to Nishang Yuyiwu.
Well, it wasn't that he didn't want to go, it was because there were too many people. As the Qianlong Conference slowly approached, a large number of outsiders poured into Tianyong and several cities near Tianyong.
These people include stragglers, elites from various sects, disciples of aristocratic families, strangers with special skills, scholars on study tours, and so on. So many idle people gathered together, apart from eating, drinking and having fun. , playing around, what else can you do?
Therefore, the long queue of Zhengyan Palace has already reached the city gate, and everyone is a rich and powerful person. There is no way to jump in the queue. When it is his turn, the day lily is cold.
Therefore, he did not join in the fun.
On the other hand, Chen Wuxin was very interested and insisted on going to see the colorful feather dance. Well, watching the dance was the second priority, and the main thing was to see the beauties.
I don’t know what kind of life Chen Wuxin lived in Fengdu. After he came to the human world, he went crazy, eating, drinking and having fun everywhere, as if he wanted to repay all the suffering he suffered in Fengdu. It was only in these ten days. , Chen Wuxin spent thousands of taels of snowflake silver, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a prodigal.
Fortunately, he collected a lot of money from Hun Tiankou, otherwise it would not have been enough for Chen Wuxin to eat, drink and have fun along the way.
"Go down and have something to eat!"
After practicing boxing all night, Ye Qing was feeling a little hungry and was going to go downstairs to eat something.
When we came to the lobby, the hall was already full of people, and it was very lively.
Ye Qing took a glance and found that only a few tables were empty, and the rest were full. However, at the tables with empty seats, the people sitting there were not good people at first glance.
In the southeast corner, near the window, sat a fat monk with big ears. He looked quite kind, but the sword lying on the wooden table was stained with blood and smelled of blood. The food on the table, It's not a vegetarian dish, it's all big fish and meat, with no green at all.
Next to the monk, there is a mother and son sitting. The woman is wearing a veil. Her age cannot be seen, but she has a slim figure, like a ripe peach. The child is about seven or eight years old and looks pink and jade. Very cute.
There was a scholar sitting in the north corner, but the scholar seemed to be suffering from a serious disease, his face was sallow, he kept coughing, and his saliva and sneezes splashed all over the table and food, but the scholar didn't seem to care at all and continued to sit there. Eat slowly.
On the empty table in the west corner sits an old Taoist priest who tells fortunes. On the wall next to him is a flag banner with the inscription "The Iron Mouth Cuts Straight". However, what is strange is that on the table where the fortune teller is sitting, there are three sets of bowls and chopsticks placed on the other three unoccupied seats. There are rice and vegetables in the bowls, and the chopsticks are inserted upside down.
As the saying goes, there are four taboos when traveling in the world: monks, Taoist priests, women and children. Avoid them when you encounter them. It is best not to provoke them.
Because these four types of people generally don’t travel around the world, but since they have gone, they have abilities that ordinary people cannot. If you can, don’t mess with them, otherwise they may capsize in the gutter.
Now, among the four empty tables in the lobby, three are occupied by monks, Taoist priests, women and children. The remaining table is occupied by a scholar, but that scholar is seriously ill and coughing constantly, and spittle is splashed all over the table. , let alone eating, just watching is enough.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Qing walked up to the monk, raised his hands and said, "Master, it's full now. Is it convenient for us to share a table with you?"
There was no way, there was really no place for the scholar, there seemed to be no place for the Taoist, and it was not easy for him to join in the fun with the women and children, so after much deliberation, the only option left was the monk.
"This place doesn't belong to the Sa family. You can sit wherever you like."
The monk said without raising his head.
"Thank you very much, Master."
Ye Qing sat down as he was told and said with a smile: "My surname is Ye, haven't you asked the master for my name yet?"
"Just eat when you're eating. Why are you asking so many questions? Haven't you ever heard the saying that right and wrong are caused by talking too much, and all troubles are caused by being too aggressive?" the monk said impatiently.
"Haha, I'm being rude." Ye Qing smiled and didn't care. Anyway, he was just being polite. He came to eat, not to recognize his brother.
After a while, the waiter brought Ye Qing's food, and by the way, Ye Qing also asked for a bottle of wine, which he drank while eating, which was very satisfying.
"What kind of wine do you have? It smells very fragrant. Can you give Sajia a drink?" After taking a few sips, the monk sitting opposite suddenly said.
"Master, do you also drink?" Ye Qing asked.
"You can eat meat, but you can't drink wine." The monk said boldly, "Hurry up and let Sajia have a taste."
"Okay." Ye Qing raised the jug and poured a glass for the monk. The monk picked up the wine, drank it down in one gulp, licked his lips and said, "The wine is strong but not dry, and it is mellow in the mouth. It's a good wine."
"Give Sajia another drink. No, the cup is too small and it tastes boring. Pour Sajia a bowl."
Ye Qing looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and then looked at the opponent's sea bowl that was bigger than his head. He felt that if he poured this bottle of wine into it, he might not even be able to fill half the bowl, so he smiled and said, "Since the master likes this, I’ll give you the wine as a thank you for giving up your seat, Master.”
"Haha...you kid is on your way." The monk shouted, took the wine from Ye Qing's hand without ceremony, and poured it into his mouth.
After a few sips, the whole pot of wine went into the monk's stomach. After finishing the drink, the monk breathed out a breath of wine, his face was not red and he was out of breath and said: "It's a good wine, but the quantity is a little too small."
"Okay, Sajia, I won't bully you little baby. I'll give this to you. Just treat it as Sajia buying your wine."
The monk threw something to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing casually picked up a jade ring, and it was an extremely rare sapphire. It was delicate, smooth, and warm to the touch. It was obvious that someone often played with it.
"This is too valuable, I can't ask for it." Ye Qing declined.
"Take it as long as you are told. Sajia hates it when someone refuses Sajia." The monk stared at his eyes as big as copper bells, bloodshot in his eyes, as if you don't take it, just don't give me face.
"Then... I'd be disrespectful to refuse." Ye Qing smiled bitterly and took it away. He had seen many people snatching things away, but this was the first time he had seen someone force someone to take things away.
"Old Taoist priest, are you a fortune teller?"
Ye Qing put the jade ring into his arms, but did not put it into the Nine Heavens in front of the monk. He walked around the world and his wealth was not revealed in vain.
Just as he put away the jade ring, a sudden sound came into Ye Qing's ears.
Ye Qing looked around and saw that at some point, two slightly tipsy Jianghu people walked up to the old Taoist priest who told fortunes.
"Do you two want to ask me to tell you your fortune?" the fortune teller raised his head and asked.
"Nonsense, I'm not asking you to tell fortunes, but why are I asking you to drink? Hiccup..." A man with a curly beard burped and said: "Come, tell us, can my two brothers be in Qianlong this time?" Make a splash at the conference and become famous?"
"It's okay to ask me to tell fortunes, but do you know that I have a rule for telling fortunes?" the fortune teller said.
"Rules, what nonsense rules?" The big man with a beard swept the three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table to the floor, and said angrily: "Hurry up and get rid of me, or else I'll beat you up all over the floor?"
"Hurry up."
The thin man next to the bearded man also urged.
"There is no way to bring good fortune or misfortune, but one can call it upon himself. Since the guest insists on doing so, I will tell you a fortune." The fortune teller was not angry because of the other party's rude behavior. He looked at the face of the bearded man and said: "The forehead is wide. , is a sign of blessing, but scattered and gathered in the middle is a sign of blessing but no gathering of blessings, indicating that your family was well-off and wealthy in the first half of your life, but in the second half of your life, your family fell into disarray and you were homeless."
"Shut up, I want you to calculate whether I can make a name for myself at the Qianlong Conference this time. Don't give me any trouble?" The bearded man said angrily when the secret in his heart was exposed.
"To be honest, I can't." The fortune teller said: "My guest, you have evil spirits between your eyebrows, which are lying across the atrium. It means that you will be in trouble when you go out."
"Stinky Taoist priest, what did you say?" The thin man grabbed the old Taoist priest by the collar and said fiercely: "I think you are the one who is causing trouble. If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I will kill you?"
"I'm just looking at fortune-telling. Whether you believe it or not is your problem." The fortune teller gave a gentle flick, and the thin man unconsciously let go of his right hand that was holding the old Taoist priest's collar.
"Since I have told your fortune for you, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
"Promise, what did I promise you?" the bearded man asked in confusion.
The fortune teller picked up the flag banner leaning against the wall and showed the back side. On it were clearly written the four words "exchange life for life". Together with the four words on the front, it was: "The iron mouth is broken straight, with Life for life."
"Exchanging life for life, what do you mean?" said the bearded man.
"It means that if I tell your fortune for you, then you have to help me kill someone. This is called exchanging lives for lives." The fortune teller said slowly: "Since I have read your fortune and approved your fortune, then You have to help me kill someone now."
"Killing someone? You're a bastard. If you're not a fortune teller, you're just a lunatic." The bearded man laughed loudly: "It's unlucky to meet a lunatic. If I weren't in a good mood today, would I have to beat you half to death? "
"Si'er, let's go."
The big man with the beard sneered and walked out of the restaurant with the thin man.
"If you don't save yourself, why blame others." The fortune teller smiled and shook his head.
But as soon as the two of them walked to the street outside the door, the thin man seemed to be possessed. He took out a knife from his arms and stabbed it into the body of the bearded man.
Then, pull it out and push it in again, several times in a row.
Red blood splashed all over the thin man's face.
