The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

When we arrived at Zhenggu City, the sky was already bright.

People entering the city lined up in a long line, crowded with people, very crowded, very lively.

Before entering the city, several people were already dripping with sweat.

The scorching sun above the head fell on the eyelids, even if you use your hands to cover it, it can't block the too hot temperature.

——Obviously it is late spring, but it is already midsummer.

Qi Wushen said in his heart: Fortunately, I didn't bring Master.

At this moment, several people's shallow discussions suddenly sounded in the ears.

"Are you also here to participate in the Cumulus Cloud Watching Tea Conference?"

"Isn't it? I heard that the winner of this tea fight will have a prize of ten taels of gold. That's why I want to try it. Why? You are too."

"If it weren't for the money, who would come all the way to make tea? However, it's really strange. A good Taoist temple doesn't fight or drink, but wants to hold a tea fighting meeting. It's really too much money and no place to burn it. .”

Qi Wushen didn't move, but Ji Sheng stepped forward.

——Not for the tea fight, but for the twelve taels of gold.

"Tea fighting? What's so aggressive about tea?" Ji Sheng wondered, but those people also showed expressions of approval.

"That's right, isn't it just putting the tea leaves first and then pouring the water? What tricks can there be?"

"However, thanks to the competition of tea fighting, if it is better than others, can we get a lottery?"

"Too."

"You don't understand this, do you?" The scholar took out a piece of paper, leaned his neck, and read it seriously.

"The tea fight is also known as the tea war. The things to fight include tea products, tea orders, tea white opera, etc. All tea cakes and tea cups are exquisite, elegant and fun, quite challenging..."

This person seemed to speak clearly and logically, and it seemed that he was fully prepared, and he was bound to win.

After hearing a few words, Ji Sheng saw that they were all polite and polite, so he lost interest.

He turned to tug at the corner of Qi Wushen's clothes.

"Brother, why don't we try it with them? Ten taels of gold should be able to buy...a lot of meat, right?"

Unlike Qi Wushen, Ji Sheng is the second generation of immortals through and through, he was born in Jiuchongtian and has no experience in mortal life, just looking at the appearance of those few people, he vaguely guessed that the amount of ten taels of gold is not small.

Qi Wushen didn't know what the prices were at this time and this place, but he was more aware of the huge amount.

only……

"Tea fighting is fine, but do you have any tea?"

He also said, "If it's a contest in the Nine Heavens, with the name of the Ji family, you can win without taking tea, but now you are in the dust world, not to mention the knowledge in this craft, just gather tea cups and tea cakes." It's difficult, not to mention... it's definitely not that easy to take out ten taels of gold as a lottery."

What he said was reasonable, but Ji Sheng still refused to accept it.

"Then what do you say? Is there any other way to make money? You said yesterday that you want me to sacrifice, but you haven't told me how to sacrifice. You know the kind, the switch knife hanging around the neck is slow Is it the feeling of falling? That’s how I feel now. Rather than being indecisive, I think it’s better to try my luck in a tea fight.” He said with certainty.

"So... you think long-term pain is worse than short-term pain?"

Ji Sheng shrank his neck: "It's not..."

The team lined up for a while, and the three finally entered the city smoothly.

Seeing the group of tea fighters marching in the opposite direction, Ji Sheng only felt that the twelve taels of gold in his hand were for nothing.

He asked again silently: "Are you really not going to fight tea?"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Wushen's leisurely voice sounded in his ears.

"Which fighting tea is as interesting as dropping a knife?"

-

After half a stick of incense, the three of them stood under the largest brothel in Zhenggu City.

"Is this the way you think?" Ji Sheng covered his Taoist robe and asked vigilantly.

"You don't want me to do...that kind of thing to make money, do you?"

He put on an appearance of being bullied, surrounded by bustling pedestrians, who couldn't help casting gossiping glances.

Qi Wushen supported his forehead, trying to tell him to be more reserved, but he still explained: "I told you to sacrifice, not to sacrifice your appearance, let alone..."

This is a serious brothel, and he doesn't think Ji Sheng has any looks to betray.

"The way to make money is very simple." Qi Wushen paused for a moment, then ordered, "Sneak in through the gate, turn left into the back kitchen, walk down to the root of the third tree, and look for a cross-shaped sign , Dig half a foot toward that place, and you can see an iron box, take out that iron box, and there are half a dozen silver bills in it."

Ji Sheng: "..."

Not to mention that this series of words is too complicated, but it doesn't sound very reliable to say that he is a big man sneaking into the brothel.

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Ji Sheng asked vigilantly.

"Who is my master? Yaoyang Zongzun, the god of Tianque, is upright and self-restraining. As his apprentice, is it appropriate for me to go to the brothel?"

"You are not suitable, am I suitable?"

"What are you afraid of? Your brother is not here."

Ji Sheng actually felt that there was some truth, and after a while, he realized that this was not the crux of the problem at all.

"No, Qi Wushen, how do you know there are bank notes there? Why does this matter sound so unreliable to me?"

With a sound of "click", the folding fan was thrown away.

"Have you heard of the art of astrology and divination?" Qi Wushen said leisurely, shaking his fan, with a confident look.

He added: "Of course it was calculated."

Ji Sheng recalled yesterday, after eating egg noodle soup, the boy stood under the plum tree with his arms folded, looking up at the starry sky.

At that time, he leaned over and jokingly asked, did Qi Wushen miss Jiu Chongtian's life.

But the other party didn't argue at all, just stood there as if he had settled down, letting the moonlight scatter, blue and short brown.

"Have you heard a saying?" After a long time, Qi Wushen spoke slowly.

"what?"

"The sun, moon and stars are all transformed by the dead. When you look up at the starry sky, you can see the past and present."

"What? So profound? Speak in human terms."

The young man smiled and said nothing, he paced lightly and changed directions, so that the moonlight shone through the shadows, casting mottled tree shadows, outlining the sharp-edged curves of the young man.

On the side of the courtyard, Zong Wu stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the night sky, silently.

Ji Sheng scratched his head, wondering how he could be so deep and say such words when he had no good friends.

Looking at it now, could it be that he was making calculations at the time?

Even so, he was still skeptical.

"Can astrology and divination be so specific?"

The Liuren compass handed down by the Ji family is mainly for reckoning, even he is not fully proficient in that method, and astrology and divination has no basis, it will only be more complicated and difficult to learn, he really does not believe that his friend can know this skill.

He immediately raised doubts, but Qi Wushen spit out a few words calmly.

"Isn't it always like that?" he said.

"what?"

"When I was in class."

"..."

Ji Sheng recalled his past experience, every time he skipped class to catch fish and slept in class, the two were together, but in the final assessment, Qi Wushen always got a pretty good result, but he was always hovering on the edge of crossing the line every time .

It is impossible to say "jealousy".

"Is there really someone who is talented?" Ji Sheng doubted again.

Qi Wushen shrugged his shoulders lightly: "I never think talent is a good thing."

This was a shameful thing to say, but he didn't explain it, but it was obvious from his expression that it wasn't showing off.

It's harmless to try, Ji Sheng finally decided to trust this person again, at worst, he didn't dig out anything, and then thought of other ways to make money.

"Go, come on, I'm optimistic about you." Qi Wushen stood under the shade of a tree, and made a cheering gesture to Ji Sheng.

The figure of the young man stands alone, with the bluestone pavement under his feet, and the murmur of water behind him, forming a sharp contrast with the bustling fireworks scene across the street, which actually gives people a sense of loneliness.

Ji Sheng rubbed his head, only felt that he had an illusion that people like Qi Wushen were always enthusiastic and restless.

The word loneliness has nothing to do with him no matter how you look at it.

"Then I'll go."

After speaking, he merged into the crowd.

-

Xiao Zhu was sent to the market to explore the way, Qi Wushen sat on the bluestone slab, swinging his feet downwards, there was an endless stream of boats passing by, the cheers lingered in his ears, but none of it had anything to do with him.

——It is obviously a scene full of life, but it seems that there is no one there.

He threw the fallen leaves that he had been playing with for a long time into the water, and the mustard boat was lightly lifted, causing a layer of ripples.

Flashed through my mind, there was a pool of cold springs in the Cangwu Pavilion, and under the vast sea of ​​stars, the master sat quietly by the pool, singing the sound of the Lingling spring, and flicking his jade fingers.

It is clear that the mind is cold and lonely, and the front is full of excitement, but the intuition gives the opposite answer.

it felt like...

Where there is a master, there are people, and where there is a master, there is excitement.

Qi Wushen gently rubbed the center of his brows, keeping the chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

At this moment, there was a commotion and shouts behind him.

"Xiaodaochang-don't go, I haven't played enough yet--"

"That's right, someone like the Taoist leader who can't help others is a rare visitor here, and the sisters like to be tight."

Qi Wushen followed the prestige, and saw the Taoist priest in white jumping from across the street, his Taoist robe was pulled loose, and his hair was messed up.On the second floor of the brothel, a few women with swaying flowers and heavy makeup smiled obsequiously.

In the next second, Ji Sheng, who had run away, threw himself in front of him, and cried out with a "wow".

"It's terrible. Fortunately, you didn't go, woo woo woo..."

Qi Wushen was choked by the smell of powder on his body, his nose was itchy, looked down, and then noticed Ji Sheng's face and Taoist robe, there were a few bright red lip prints, it seemed that his friend's experience...

Quite bumpy.

"Do you want to help you... take revenge?"

Qi Wushen hesitated, although... bullying the weak is not his hobby, but it is not a big deal to violate the principle once for the sake of a friend.

Unexpectedly, when he heard the word "revenge", Ji Sheng's expression became even more miserable.

He glanced behind him tremblingly. The girls were still waving eagerly, but they didn't come after them.

Ji Sheng only felt that cutting people with the switch knife was too painful.

He tore his clothes, sniffed his nose twice, and said aggrievedly: "Let's hurry up, I'm afraid."

While speaking, he took out a dusty, rusty tattered iron box from his pocket.

He said again: "Let's take a quick look, how much meat porridge can be exchanged for the banknotes in this box, it's not a waste of sacrifice."

He made a gesture to open it.

The next second, Qi Wushen pressed his hand to open the box.

"There are too many people, so find a secluded place." The boy said.

The author says:

Happy 520, babies!hold, kiss—