Chapter Ninety-Nine: Singing from the Hundred Herb Garden to the Three Flavors Study

"What sad past? It also makes me sad to say it! ”

Mu Nan casually remarked: "I accidentally lost dozens of spirit stones last month, and I am still grief-stricken!" ”

"That's sad enough!"

Huang Xiaoshen thought so, and nodded again and again: "Uncle Shi, I'll take you to a good place to keep sadness away from you!" ”

"Carnival day?"

What good place could she have?

Looking at cacti?

Counting ants?

Without deliberately, Mu Nan guessed with his toes that it was a carnival day.

Huang Xiao said excitedly: "Yes, yes! The sect organizes a monthly carnival for disciples, that is, there is no need to do homework, no need to practice, just indulge in the body of a mortal. ”

Mu Nan's subconscious refusal:

"Forget it, I still have trivialities, so I won't join in the fun!"

I made up my mind to practice hard, how could I still be in the mood to go to the carnival?

Huang Xiao was childlike, grabbed his arm and dangled it:

"Uncle Shi, you can go, dozens of us have wrapped up Tingyuxuan, just waiting for me to take Uncle Shi to the banquet. What's more, if I boast about Haikou, I will definitely invite my uncle there. ”

The little girl's family bragged about the cowhide, and she really didn't want to blow her heart.

What's more, indulge in such things...... It's hard to refuse!

I just don't know how much I can indulge, and if I can have some gorgeous beauty at night, it's worth the trip.

"In that case!"

Mu Nan seemed to think for a while: "Wait for me!" ”

After speaking, he turned his head back to the room, and when he appeared, he had changed into a brocade dress and held a folding fan in his hand.

Whether it is the style or the workmanship, it looks much more exquisite than the fire fan.

The only regret is that it's just an ordinary folding fan.

I don't know why this tricked disciple chose to send a folding fan, it looks incredible.

But it played right into his hands.

This outfit made Huang Xiao's eyes shine:

"Uncle Shi, wait for me for a while, I will also dress up!"

Huang Xiao's speed down the mountain was like that of a water mouse, and his footsteps were extremely fast, almost drawing a circle.

When she returned, her upright chest was obviously padded with a lot of cotton wool, and she had shawl hair along with it.

Plus her immature face......

Get rid of a "nondescript"!

"Uncle Shi, it looks like this, the two of us are fairy couples, right?"

Mu Nan trembled and almost crushed the folding fan in his hand.

What kind of fairy couple, the two of them are in such a situation, and they are alive and well, and they are able to abduct and deceive underage girls!

……

Listen to the rain pavilion has a good view, and you can have a glimpse of the stage of the carnival day.

Mu Nan got his wish and opened the folding fan with a swipe before stepping into the store.

became the handsome boy in his mind.

It can be regarded as making up for his regret that Fengyue Tower does not have a folding fan.

After entering the store, accompanied by a sound of "Uncle Shi", he gradually lost himself.

Slightly bowed the head of the right to respond, eight directions, half body shaking.

Meticulously sat in the position with the best view of Tingyu Xuan.

As far as the eye can see, the "gods and goddesses" on the stage are wantonly showing off their skills.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

It's all mortal juggling, singing and dancing, which can't be said to be vulgar or elegant.

Picture 1 is just fun.

But the atmosphere of the scene was very full.

The mixed shouting and cheering were endless, and no matter how you look at it, there is no majesty of the four sects.

It's more like a mortal market.

Look back and listen to Yuxuan.

There are no other idle people, etc., all of them are victims of fraudulent loans.

Because Mu Nan burned the IOU, it was as if mountains had been unloaded on his shoulders, and he seemed more excited than the atmosphere outside the store.

The one who plays the strings sells his art, and the one who sings the song dances with talent.

A table of people came and went, and there was a loud noise.

Before he knew it, Mu Nan had been poured a jar of aging.

I don't know which good thing disciple started and said that he would let him perform a talent.

Then the whole Tingyuxuan made a commotion.

Understandable.

In their hearts, even Uncle Mu Nan howled like a wolf.

They were also ready to applaud against their will.

What's more, the wine is drunk, and the glass does not stop.

The people present were reluctant to use their spiritual power to drive away the drunkenness.

Mu Nan couldn't avoid vulgarity, stepped on the stool with enthusiasm, took the amplified note handed over by Huang Xiao, and said wantonly:

"Then Uncle Shi will show you a hand!"

"Show your hand!"

"Show your hand!"

The two-story shop was crowded with monks who were "crazy", shouting in unison.

"Please call me...... Second-hand roses! Ah, I'm talking about fate! Whether you are busy every day just for one meal, whether you only fantasize about silk and satin......"

Mu Nan's songs are not lingering in the south of the Yangtze River, not ancient sayings, and vulgar.

There was also a disciple who was very talented in music, picked up the pipa and guqin, and played it according to his rhythm.

For a while, listening to Yuxuan's laughter spread throughout the carnival.

"Uncle Pastor sings well, one more!"

"Uncle Pastor sang wonderfully, one more!"

Mu Nan rose up and lost himself again in the sound of compliments.

With the strength of wine, he transferred from Xu Wei's "Hometown" to Zhao Lei's "Painting", and then Jay Chou's "Blue and White Porcelain", one after another.

It seems to have sung from the Baicao Garden to the Three Flavors Study.

All the restraints and unwillingness are melted into wine and songs.

Under the effect of amplified notes, the sound was heard all over the audience, and it floated out to listen to the rain.

Gradually, the crowd attending the carnival was drawn to the singing.

began to move closer to Tingyuxuan, and gathered more and more.

Xie Huaiwei's "Tonghe Song" has a tactful tune, the sound is like a yellow bird, and "pouring a cup, making a concentric" is antique.

How can he stand up to his smooth lyrics and become popular?

The words that don't need to be overthought and the cheerful rhythm will explode in a short time.

"Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle Shi!"

Wave after wave of shouts, under the infection of listening to Yuxuan, almost became a common word.

There are also people who suddenly realized after shouting two sentences of "uncle": "It's a loss, I should call him junior brother!" ”

Carnival Day unknowingly, it became a one-person concert.

Until the cups and plates were in disarray, and the blood-colored Luo skirt was covered with wine, everyone was still immersed in his singing.

It is said that the best seller on a carnival day is alcohol.

I don't know if it's the lyrics to the heart, or if the tune is emotional.

When Mu Nan drunkenly stepped out of Tingyuxuan, everyone unconsciously made a way for him.

For the strong of yesterday.

Also for today's carnival.

"Uncle Shi, you're pretty good!"

"Yes, I don't know who spread rumors and made trouble, wronged my uncle."

"That Zhu Zi is already squeamish, and when it comes to this matter, I'm afraid there is another hidden secret."

Around Mu Nan, the ninety-one gate once again set off a discussion.

Only this time, the wind is almost one-sided.

"Faceless man" and "ploughing scumbag" have become a thing of the past and gone with the wind.

In the sect, his name is praised.

Mu Nan trembled back to the courtyard, tilted his head and slept.

Now that you are ready to be wanton, then get drunk.

Following.

The Qiushui Residence Courtyard hung a sign of "Thank You".

He wanted to meditate and cultivate, and realize the nine questions of the common people.

However, the two words are too well written.

So much so that those with "ulterior motives" "collect" it and prepare to sell it at a price.

He wrote it three more times, but it still couldn't stop the theft.

In desperation, he had no choice but to let Huang Xiao act as a doorman outside the courtyard gate for a day.

Until Wen Yuanzheng came to visit.

"Brother Nan! It's time to go! ”

……

Mu Nan was dressed in a black robe, and his head was tightly covered with a hood.

When he came out of the courtyard, he really made Wen Yuanzheng envious for a long time.

"Let's go!"

Coupled with the epiphany in his low voice, he had an epiphany that made his eyes straight.

"Brother Nan! Anything else? ”

"What?"

"Clothes! This dress! ”

Wen Yuanzheng said excitedly: "The compelling style has made me unable to look directly!" ”

"That's it!"

Mu Nan just wants to change his outfit, change his style and change his mood at the same time.

Unexpectedly, it inadvertently led the trend of ninety-one gates.

"That's Uncle Reverend?"

"Superb magic, creative voice, and unparalleled momentum! Perfect! ”

"Go to the ready-to-wear store! Customize one no matter what! ”

The owner of the ready-to-wear shop is an outer disciple, and the business is not very good at ordinary times, so he barely maintains the rent of the store.

After all, within the sect, most people still choose to wear Taoist robes.

Won't make a flashy set of clothes and spend spirit stones.

But today, waves of people have come, naming and customizing black robes, and wearing hats!

So much so that his spirit weapon flying shears had already sparked with the fabric, and there were still people urging anxiously beside him.

I'm afraid that later, I will lose my sassy demeanor.

When Mu Nan finished discussing with the rest of the team, when he came out of Yi Yi Peak, almost half of the disciples had collided with him.

Both men and women!