Chapter 182: One City, One Dream
Tang San hid in front of the table and sat down, Sha Wanjing poured him a cup of tea, "Has Luo Xi eaten well?"
"Well, I think she'd like to come up too, but the staircase doesn't fit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Tang Sanzang took a sip from the teacup and said with a smile.
"Then I'll go and pick her up. Zhu Tianpeng turned his head and looked out the window.
"Alright, don't be too eye-catching when you first arrive, let's order food first. Tang Sanzang hurriedly grabbed Zhu Tianpeng, who was about to jump out of the window.
"It's obviously impossible not to be conspicuous. Sun Wukong glanced at the diners who were staring at them and pouted.
"What's the solution? Tang Sanzang had no choice but to spread his hands, when he was in Chang'an, he was a rare species that was watched by onlookers when he went out, and now with five apprentices, he did not block the street, and it can only be said that this city is too unenergetic.
Tang Sanzang called the shopkeeper and ordered a bunch of signature dishes of this restaurant, there was a lot of gold left over from the last fight against local tyrants, which should be enough to squander.
Of course, even if they want to eat the overlord meal, their gang will run, and no one will catch up.
Before the meal came up, Sha Wanjing accompanied Ao Xiaobai to play the game of two little bees, this kind of advanced little game was of course from Tang Sanzang's hand, fortunately, now there is Sha Wanjing to play with him, otherwise it would be a little embarrassing for him and a little girl to snap here in this public.
It would be different if it was Sha Wanjing, didn't you see that the two scholars at the next table were staring at each other, and they didn't even pay attention to the wine poured on the crotch of their pants.
Tang Sanzang drank tea slowly, of course he wouldn't be angry at the prying eyes of the men around him, people, you always have to be watched when you go out, you can't see people look at you a few more times and you will kill them.
And feeling that everyone gradually changed from envy to jealousy, the smile on Tang Sanzang's face became brighter and brighter, yes, I just like the way they want to kill him, but they can't kill him, this is more refreshing than stepping on two feet.
Zhu Tianpeng's temperament has been a lot during this time, and she is tilting her head to watch Sha Wanjing and Ao Xiaobai playing, otherwise according to her previous personality, the people on the second floor will no longer have eyeballs.
The chatterbox of the diners on the second floor gradually opened, and a few glasses of wine went down, and the volume gradually increased, as if they wanted to attract the attention of the beauties on the side.
"It's been more than half a year, when do you think this will end? If it goes on like this, I can hold on any longer, but my old mother can't stand the scare. A short and stocky middle-aged man on the side sighed and raised his head to take a sip of the wine.
Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong looked sideways at the same time, listening to a lot of nonsense, as if someone finally said something useful, why did this city become like this, it still made them quite curious.
"It's not, they all say that we have provoked the gods in Qianliu City, so we have become like this, but this month has been sacrificed several times, and all the gods have worshipped, so why is it useless. A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face at the same table also sighed, looking a little depressed.
"I don't think I'm provoking the gods at all, it's probably provoking ghosts, do you know what I dreamed about yesterday?" a young man at the table next to him interjected.
"What did you dream about?" everyone looked at him with some curiosity, and there was a little fear and fear in their eyes.
"A ghost with a long tongue chased me all the way out of the city from the city of Qianliu, chased all the way and chased ......" The young man's voice was a little low, and his expression was a little frightened and afraid.
"Ahh......h You also had this dream. ”
As soon as these words came out, there was a gasping sound in the restaurant, and everyone looked at each other, all of them saw fear in each other's eyes, and then confirmed one thing - last night, they all had the same dream.
"How can this be, wasn't the last time three months ago? Hasn't the whole city dreamed of it again since Master Qing Shui did it?" Why did it appear again!" A sturdy young man suddenly got up, his body trembling, and his fists creaking.
"The same dream?" Sha Wanjing also stopped playing with Ao Xiaobai, and read lightly, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.
"Haha, this must be a ghost, it must be heaven to punish us!" The fat man on the side suddenly jumped up, laughed and laughed, as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and he fell straight backwards, fell on the wooden board, made a dull sound, his body twitched, he kept rolling his eyes, and his mouth was still foaming at the mouth.
"Little Liu, go and ask Feiwei. A middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, with a long figure and a mustache under his lips, walked up quickly, glanced at the fat man on the ground, and looked at Xiao Er on the side and ordered, it seems that he is the shopkeeper of this restaurant.
The little two answered and walked away quickly.
Tang Sanzang glanced at the shopkeeper, this person has a bit of a dusty temperament, not like the general restaurant shopkeeper with a big belly, and there is not much copper smell, although his face is also a little haggard, but his eyes are quite clear.
The people who were originally sitting next to the fat man hurriedly moved to the side, and no one stepped forward to help, some disgusted, and a little frightened, no one spoke for a while, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank two sips, and left the table to leave, as if they were quite afraid of the flying guard.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, everything you eat today is counted as half price, and you have the right to make amends for Liu. The shopkeeper said apologetically.
"Shopkeeper Liu is polite. Everyone said a few polite words, and soon the people on the second floor were empty, leaving only Tang Sanzang and them at a table, and the fat man on the ground who was still twitching slightly.
"Liu Baichuan, the shopkeeper of the Lower Jufu Building, are you guests who have just arrived in Qianliu City? Feiwei will be here soon, don't you want to avoid it?"
Tang Sanzang looked at Liu Baichuan and smiled: "Poor monk Tang Sanzang, from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, these disciples are indeed just entering Qianliu City today. But looking at what seems to be happening in Qianliu City, I wonder if Shopkeeper Liu can solve the puzzle, and who is Feiwei, why should we avoid it?"
"Hehe, you don't even know that we are flying guards in Migration City, but you want to go to the madhouse?" At this moment, a dark owl voice came from the direction of the staircase.