When dusk is approaching, Yongle Fang suddenly became lively, in the past, when I saw the guests, I would shout and constantly drunk the prostitutes of the fairy building today to change the normal gone, the door was guarded by two rows of big men with knives, Cheng Xiaogong sat at the door with a big knife, and there was a big counter next to it, it was Zhang Qingsong, a small official in Chang'an City who was responsible for collecting taxes, and the drunken fairy building that used to wish guests to enter the door today actually had to pay a high ticket price of ten yuan to get in, and it was just to enter, if you want to buy a better seat position, I'm sorry, you have to bid yourself, the highest price can buy the table, the highest price, can buy the best seat, seeing that there is still half an hour before the entrance time, the best head seat has reached the price of 3,000, which scares a lot of people.

"Today, a heavenly concubine invited the fairy in the sky to come down to the drunken fairy tower to sing and dance, and this number one seat is only 3,000 yuan, so I want to buy it? I bought this seat at Xinghuafang Fashion Store for 5,000 yuan. ”

Wang Erniu is the little Toto found by Yanglin, although the top men's suit of the Xinghuafang fashion store is on him, but no matter how you look at it, there is a smell of donkeys putting on a suit and vest, there is no electronic equipment in the Tang Dynasty, and the closer you are to watching the song and dance performance, the better, and the more real you listen, but with Yanglin's stage layout means and a big speaker amplifier, the field of only 2,000 people is not a problem at all, this head chewing head is actually to deceive those high rollers to spend money.

"Immortal singing and dancing, never seen in the ages, just five thousand times want to quit the first position? It may not be too unreasonable to take my Jiangnan Caizi in his eyes, eight thousand guan, proper, this head position is my addiction to playing son. "Playing addiction and patting the big car behind him, it proves that there are 8,000 yuan on this big car, as long as you give him the first position, this 8,000 yuan is the drunken immortal building.

"Hmph, the nouveau riche is the nouveau riche, all of them are full of copper smell, I have a hundred gold stones here, which is enough to reach 10,000 yuan, this position, Dao Ye, I am going to decide." As soon as Li Wudao raised his hand, the two Taoist boys behind him brought up two large plates of gold stones, attracting many onlookers to swallow their saliva, there are many rich people in Chang'an City, but few can spend money like dirt, even if there are really those who are richer than them, they will not take 10,000 yuan to buy a mat, and the other two ** bosses in Chang'an City outside the crowd are all anxious, is this still a clear building? The entrance fee alone has to be tens of thousands, and buying a house is nothing more than that!

"Amitabha, Brother Li Dao is polite, the monk I turned into a fate on the way to ask for some money, there should be ten times if you count it carefully, just buy a qualification to enter, just go first." To the surprise of the literati and wolf friends who wanted to see the demeanor of the immortals, the first person to enter turned out to be a fat monk dressed in oil. As a result, everyone had a little more expectation for tonight's immortal song and dance.

Suddenly, a whirring sound of breaking the sky fell from the sky, and it was actually a strangely dressed person who jumped directly from the periphery of the crowd to the entrance, and without waiting for Cheng to react silently, a big white bead that glowed was still coming over by the person, Cheng out of the silence was fast, and grabbed the bead and looked in front of him, I dropped a good girl, a milky white night pearl overflowing, enough to be the size of a fist, this is definitely a treasure that can be identified as a treasure, when the soft brilliance shines on a person who looks strange with a big mouth, The figure had already stepped inside.

"This thing, this thing is priceless, and the head is the one who is the one who is just now."

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a long time before he announced, this thing should not be in the world, even if the treasure hall of the Ouchi Palace Cheng Chumo has also visited, there is no treasure of this level.

Li Wudao's face was very dark, not because the price offered by the person who went in was higher than him, but because the person came out to disdain him, the world walking flower monk of the Buddhist Gate admits that his financial resources are not as good as the Taoist Gate, and he spends the least amount of money to get in, even if Ji Wutong is rich, at least say hello to show his respect for the Daomen! What's the point of slapping money in the face directly? The angry Li Wudao had to enter the second place, and Jiangnan Caizi, who swore to dominate the position, was addicted to playing and underestimated the financial resources of his opponent, and fell to three.

Zhang Qingsong, the tax collector of Chang'an City, really enjoyed the taste of counting money to hand cramps today, just a ticket, table money, collected more than 50,000 yuan plus a priceless night pearl, according to the commercial tax system of 30 taxes and 1, their tax department can receive more than 2,000 taxes with this ticket alone, which is the tax of the entire Chang'an City Qinglou industry for more than a month, he secretly decided that he must stay here all night tonight, and he doesn't know how much the prostitutes inside can earn tonight!

Ji Wutong is a strange person, he does not kneel on the cushion like other people, but leans his body and reclines on the cushion, because the fire in the entire drunken fairy building is burning relatively vigorously today, the temperature in the room should reach more than 20 degrees, so he began to drink wine with his chest and abdomen exposed, he never drank the second sip of the palm-sized copper bottle, all of them were dry in one sip, and the wine was sprinkled on the thick chest hair, which was indescribably rude.

"Old thief Mao, at first glance, he is a wild man, what kind of uncle is it!" Li Wudao is also drinking stuffy wine, in fact, the mission of the Daomen is the same as that of the Buddhism, that is, to see what the gods and men want to do when they are born, the Taoists are now very suspicious that it has something to do with the heavenly horses, but others have not done it, and the Daomen is not easy to provoke them, and the fanatical believers of the gods and servants of the gods and men are all extremists, and if they are not handled well, something will happen.

"Amitabha, Li Daoyou occupies such a large table, I think it is inexhaustible, I don't know if the little monk can rub a glass of water and wine!" The fat monk said politely, but he didn't really ask for Li Wudao's consent before he sat down, but said directly while sitting.

"Dead bald donkey, spend ten times to rub the Taoist master's 10,000 yuan banquet, and it's a little shameless." Li Wudao glanced at the fat monk with disdain, but he didn't stop him, and drank the wine to himself.

"In fact, it doesn't matter how much money is or how little money is, the poor monk spends the money of the people of the world, and the Taoist friends also spend the money of the people of the world. In fact, the longer they practice in religion, the more they will find that immortals do not exist, what they preach is just a kind of belief, and at the same time, they play some tricks to make ends meet.

"Look at your fat body, the ghost believes that your Buddhism has reached a situation where you can't open the pot! Let's talk about it! What do you see? ”

Li Wudao is not so unscrupulous as he came out, he lingers all day to clear the house and sell gold, which is indeed a kind of practice, who can bear the distress and give away the silver of the white flowers! He can, the current power of the Daomen is too huge, and the fertile land occupied in his hands is not counted, just the incense money collected by the Taoist temples is also a huge amount, the Daomen Sect of Longhu Mountain understands the truth of prosperity and decline very well, and if the Daomen continues to develop like this, it will be a cancer of the Tang Empire, either you are strong enough to let the rights of religion override the imperial power, or you will be fattened by the emperor by the emperor, the Great Palm Sect does not have the courage to resist the emperor, and does not want the emperor to know how rich he is. If he tries to suppress himself, he can only send a young Taoist priest Li Wudao, who also understands this problem, to Chang'an to sell gold, and after a hundred years of his own, he hopes that Li Wudao can take over Yuan Tiangang's position and enter the palace, and use various means to achieve a balance between the Taoist gate and the imperial court.

"Whether the poor monk says it or not, I'm afraid the Taoist friends have also guessed that Ji Wutong, the world walking of the generation of the gods and people, is coming to the newly sealed Tianzhu Horse Zhongwuhou of the imperial court, and the Tianzhu Horse has something to do with your Taoism, and the poor monk's trip is completely to watch the play, watch the play, and watch the play." The fat monk spoke very slowly, but the speed of drinking and eating meat was quite fast, but fortunately, Li Wudao had enough wine and food at this table, otherwise it would not be enough for him to fill his stomach.

"The gods and men are not omnipotent, besides, I have a lot of means of Daomen, and the Heavenly Horse may not be so easy to deal with, don't you see that he also politely paid a night pearl to enter today, this proves that he is afraid of my Daomen, your Buddhism is still honestly hiding away, and Daomen will not give you any chance to turn over." Li Wudao's voice was very small, and he could only hear it for him and the fat monk, and as he spoke, he also swept the world of the gods and people who were sitting alone on the other side of the field with his eyes.

"He's not afraid of your Daomen, he's afraid of the people behind the Heavenly Grant Horse, what kind of race can cultivate a person with great wisdom at such an age, except for God, the poor Dao can't think of anything else, you and I Buddhism and Taoism don't care about the two major religions of God and Human Race, and the Heavenly Grant Horse is regarded by them as the same being, so he won't take it lightly when he is not sure that he can completely subdue the Heavenly Grant Horse and the power behind him." The fat monk's words were only said for the sake of this banquet of wine and meat, even if he didn't say it now, I believe that with Li Wudao's clever Cheng Dù, he would soon understand that it was not easy to say who was attached to whom between the Daomen and the Heavenly Grant Horse, at least the Daomen mark on the Heavenly Grant Horse was forcibly marked by Yuan Tiangang.

Yang Lin didn't know the conversation between the wine and meat monk and the ** Taoist priest in the audience, and his eyes often skimmed over Ji Wutong's body, just like Ji Wutong's interest in him, he also became interested in the gods and people, the world was so lonely that he had to put on a singing and dancing instrument to make himself find happiness, so would the sensitive topic of 'God' make him more exciting! After checking all the preparations, Yang Lin was going to start the show.