Mu Sheng and his party spent the whole morning shopping and really experienced the blooming flowers in Suidu City. The three of them simply found one of the most famous restaurants in Suidu City, booked a private room and went upstairs to dine.
When it came to eating, Hong Ze was the most excited. He stared at the menu and ordered more than 20 dishes. Zhang Lin and Mu Sheng both believed in this guy's ability to evaluate food, so they simply let him take charge of ordering. .
When the waiter saw that the three of us were ordering more than twenty dishes, he kindly reminded us: "Dear guests, if you order so many dishes, you may not be able to finish them all, right?"
Zhang Lin waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Just go ahead and eat it. We have our own discretion as to whether or not we can finish it."
Hong Ze said: "That's not enough. We'll order it later."
The waiter couldn't say anything else. These few people were obviously not short of money, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Monks cultivate their spirits as well as their bodies. Due to their cultivation, their appetite for food is different from that of ordinary people. One meal can support the food intake of several people. They are all big eaters. It is really easy to eliminate this small amount of food.
Later, more than ten dishes were served in the private room. When several people saw this, they immediately took off their chopsticks and started eating. Zhang Lin and Hong Ze ate with gusto.
Mu Sheng was used to eating delicacies from the palace's imperial chefs. Although the quality of the food here could reach the level of the imperial chefs, it was just a new taste for him.
After several people had eaten and drank enough, Hong Ze suddenly suggested: "Brother, let's go and watch a show?"
Mu Sheng became interested upon hearing this and happily agreed: "That's fine, I haven't seen it for a long time!"
The so-called "Baixi" includes various forms of entertainment of this era, including juggling, singing and dancing, illusions, etc. The performances are usually performed in the east and west cities of the city. It is difficult to describe how exciting it is without personal experience. The palace only performs performances every festival. Only when the atmosphere is lively will special people come to perform hundreds of operas. Normally, these folk entertainments will never be allowed to enter the elegant hall.
The three of them walked all the way to Dongdong Market in Suidu City. Although the weather was cold, as it was the slack farming season, a large number of people from outside the city still poured into the city's Dongdong Market to do business. Naturally, many artists who relied on a variety of operas to make a living gathered here to perform and make money.
In the East Market, there was a huge crowd, small vendors of all kinds gathered here, and the sounds of hawking came and went.
At this time, Hong Ze's face was filled with excitement. He pointed to the gathering place in front of the crowd and said, "Brother, senior sister, come here for a variety show."
The three people squeezed into the crowd and saw a young man in the field holding a high pole. An old man at the bottom of the pole put on a mask and took two steps at a time. He climbed onto the high pole and volleyed, turned over and crossed his right leg on the high pole. The old man took out the wine bottle behind him and drank heavily. With one mouthful, he actually held the wooden pole and rotated it at the top.
The old man shouted: "Come here!"
The young man who was his partner threw a torch at him. The old man caught the torch in the air and spit out the wine in his mouth. A fire dragon actually flew out of the old man's mouth. The old man flew to the top of the pole. The fire dragon circled the pillar and chased the old man. After all, the fire dragon was still more skilled. It flew fiercely and enveloped the old man's body before exploding, startling the audience and screaming in surprise.
After the fire dragon exploded, the old man disappeared on the spot. Everyone was stunned again. When everyone was looking for the old man, the old man suddenly appeared in the attic not far behind him and waved to the audience downstairs.
Seeing such a miraculous skill, everyone burst into cheers and praised the old man.
After the performance, the old man flew down to the attic in a few leaps. Seeing his body skills, it was obvious that he was still an expert.
The old man stepped forward with his hat in hand and said, "Everyone in the audience, congratulations on getting rich. If you enjoy watching, the rich will support you, and the poor will support you..."
The onlookers threw copper coins at him one after another to express their support. Zhang Lin also enjoyed watching and took out a large handful of copper coins and gave them all to the old man. Seeing Zhang Lin's heroic spirit, the old man was naturally very grateful.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng sighed: "What a powerful illusion. This person really has two brushes..."
Zhang Lin said: "Well, if it weren't for the fact that the monks like us couldn't hide it from our spiritual consciousness, just looking at it with the naked eye, we really couldn't see his flaws for a while. It's really wonderful. If we weren't afraid of getting into trouble, I would really want to reward him. A few gold leaves.”
Mu Sheng asked in confusion: "Causing trouble? What does this mean?"
Hong Ze curled his lips and said, "Senior brother, you don't know, our Miss Zhang has always been generous. Last time we sneaked out to watch a play, senior sister was so excited that she directly rewarded her with a gold leaf. As a result, after leaving the city, The members of the troupe were all assassinated by gangsters, and all their money was robbed. Alas! What a sin..."
Mu Sheng lamented: "The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade."
Zhang Lin said: "What my senior brother said is that from now on, I don't dare to give these charlatan artists too much money, for fear of killing them for no reason."
Mu Sheng said: "Junior sister is really compassionate."
When Zhang Lin heard the praise from his sweetheart, he felt as if he had touched honey. He hugged Mu Sheng's arm and leaned close to him.
Hong Ze said with a tone that he had come from before, "The world is dangerous! There is no guarantee that someone will target this big fat sheep like Senior Sister."
Mu Sheng asked: "It seems that you have had trouble in the past?"
Hong Ze nodded and said: "No, of course something happened. Senior sister is so rich, and sometimes I even want to seek wealth and death..."
Zhang Lin, who had just acted like a good girl to Xiaoniao Ren, had a cold expression on her face and said, "Is your skin itchy again, that little brat?"
Seeing that Zhang Lin's expression changed again, Hong Ze quickly added: "Alas! Alas! Senior sister, I'm just kidding. I envy you. I envy you for having a good grandpa..."
Mu Sheng smiled and said: "How dare someone pay attention to our Yuzhen Sect disciples?"
Hong Ze said: "Senior brother, it's true. Those who try to challenge me are usually little thieves with little knowledge. With the skills of senior sister and I, we can send them away in two or three strokes. Those who are really capable have some knowledge. As long as I follow As soon as Senior Sister revealed her identity as an inner disciple of Mingyu Zhen Sect, she basically walked around."
Zhang Lin said proudly: "That's because, before I even mentioned my grandfather's name, those young men were so frightened that they wished they had never seen us before."
Hong Ze said proudly: "That is, our Yuzhen Sect is the first monk sect in the world, with a great reputation, hahaha..."
Mu Sheng knew clearly in his heart that this was actually related to the fact that the Yuzhen Sect was very protective of its shortcomings and ruthless in the past. If a disciple of the Yuzhen Sect was really killed, there really would be few people in the world who could escape the thousand-mile pursuit of the Yuzhen Sect's law enforcement elders. , Yuzhenzong is very good at divination. Even if you escape to the ends of the world, you can still find him. If you are targeted by Yuzhenzong, you can only pray that you will have a good pregnancy in your next life.
At this moment, Mu Sheng suddenly felt something in his heart. His consciousness felt a familiar aura, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd...
Mu Sheng turned to Zhang and Hong and said, "I'm in a hurry. You two go shopping first, and I'll be back soon."
Zhang Lin said softly: "Brother, go and come back quickly."
Mu Sheng smiled and said: "Okay, junior brother, protect your senior sister!"
Hong Ze nodded repeatedly and agreed: "No problem..."
Seeing this, Hong Ze waved his hands with a look of disgust, trying to dissipate the stinking smell of love between the two. He said in his heart that if something really happened, it was not certain who would protect whom...
At this time, Mu Sheng unfolded his movement skills. In a few leaps, he flew in front of the man and blocked the path of the mysterious man. The man was wearing a strong suit and a bamboo hat, so his face could not be seen clearly.
Seeing that she didn't want to recognize her, Mu Sheng said, "Zi Lan, I didn't expect to meet you here."
That person was Hua Zilan. Seeing that Mu Sheng had revealed her identity, she trembled slightly and took off her hat and face towel.
She glanced at Mu Sheng and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I..."
Mu Sheng stepped forward and took a deep look at Hua Zilan, and said, "Zilan, call me Young Master Jiang! Now I only represent myself."
Hua Zilan said worriedly: "Mr. Jiang, are you okay?"
Mu Sheng said: "I'm fine. Do you know that I was assassinated?"
Hua Zilan nodded silently and said: "Yes, I have known about it for a long time. It is such a big thing... I am just worried about you..."
Mu Sheng pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
At this moment, Mu Sheng understood that Hua Zilan still had him in her heart. He stepped forward and unconsciously wanted to put the woman in front of him who once belonged to him into his arms.
But Hua Zilan subconsciously took a step back, shook her head, and said, "Mr. Jiang, the fate between you and me has ended. I can't..."
Mu Sheng stepped forward and grabbed her catkins and said, "I know whether you have a difficult time in your heart or not. I will wait for you until you come back to me one day."
Hua Zilan said excitedly: "I understand..."
Mu Sheng said: "You and I are both monks. I can afford to wait, Zi Lan. From now on, when I have an heir, I will abdicate in favor of someone more worthy. Can you come back to me by then?"
Hua Zilan was stunned when she heard this. She had always wanted to seek such an answer. Shen Baili couldn't give her even a word of promise, but the man in front of her really gave her such a promise, and he could give up that answer for her. The supreme position is enough.
Hua Zilan finally could no longer suppress the longing in her heart, and rushed into Mu Sheng's arms and said: "Husband..."
Hua Zilan called her husband, and Mu Sheng felt half at ease. He knew that he had finally moved Hua Zilan, and one day she would come back to him once she figured it out.
The two were tender for a while, and Mu Sheng's arms like iron hoops held her tightly in his arms. At this moment, he just wanted to hold her tightly and never want to lose her again.
Hua Zilan struggled to free herself for a long time, but couldn't. She said, "Husband... Husband... I should go."
Hua Zilan still chose to break away from his arms... She took a deep look at the man in front of her and said, "Husband, see you later..."
Mu Sheng sighed and said: "Take care..." Looking at the back of the beautiful woman who was leaving, he froze in place for a long time...
