Chapter 120: Performing Arts
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After talking to the Taoist priest, Su Changqing propped his head, half-squinted his eyes and drank the warm boiled water in the cup, his head facing the slightly white sun outside the window.
And in his mind, a transparent system panel appeared in front of his eyes.
(Hidden Quest): Gain Shadow's Gratitude (completed)
Yes/No to claim the reward?
This hidden quest is the quest hint I got after saving the shadow ghost yesterday.
It's just that he was too tired yesterday, so he didn't check it at the time, and now that he is free, he plans to claim the reward here to see what he will get or a skill.
After clicking on the collection, a line of small words suddenly appeared under the original two lines of subtitles.
Reward: Shadow Manipulation
It can manipulate the opponent's shadow for a certain period of time, and allow the shadow to pass on the situation to its host.
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Su Changqing looked at this skill, turned his head to look at the Taoist priest next to him who was still drinking, and sighed slightly in his heart.
Maybe...... Can he try it on this Taoist priest?
After receiving this "shadow manipulation technique", he only felt a warm current rushing through his body, and after a few seconds, the warm feeling on his body disappeared.
Su Changqing turned his head and glanced at the already drunk Taoist priest with his residual vision, and then turned most of his gaze to the bright shadow on the Taoist priest's table.
At this moment, the Taoist priest was still holding the wine bottle and pouring wine into his mouth.
His cheeks were red, and even his eyes seemed a little misty.
Su Changqing tried his best to look at his shadow, and suddenly saw several slender black shadows slowly crawling towards the shadow of the Taoist priest near the shadow on the wooden table.
Then, like a rope, they tied one of the hands of the Taoist shadow together.
Through the sunlight, you can see that the source of these ropes is the shadow of the hands that held the teacup before.
Su Changqing moved his fingers, and the shadows also swayed.
And at this time, the Taoist priest beside him suddenly began to talk nonsense.
"How...... Can't move?"
The Taoist priest opened his hazy eyes, and only felt that his right hand seemed to be tied by something, no matter how he moved, the wine bottle in his hand still couldn't move.
Seeing that he was drunk like this, Su Changqing moved his fingers, but he immediately let his shadow leave the shadow of the Taoist priest and return to his hand.
After that, he glanced at the drunken Taoist priest next to him, and then turned his head out the window and looked out at the empty street.
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It was still early in the morning, and he looked at the warm light of the sun reflected from the corner of the eaves, and only felt that his eyes were about to blur, and the sunlight poured down the street, as if everything was transparent.
“...... Again, again......"
The Taoist priest next to him smiled and held the wine bottle, saluted slightly towards the void, and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.
"I'm alone......"
He turned his head, burped at Su Changqing, and asked with a grin, "Old man...... Drinking?"
Su Changqing smiled and rejected the other party's invitation again.
"You're all drunk......"
The Taoist priest looked out the window with an intoxicating smile on his face.
"It's better to be drunk......
After he finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Su Changqing anymore, and sat alone on the chair and kept pouring wine.
Su Changqing looked at the Taoist priest for a while, then looked up at Boss Bai, and saw him looking this way, and after seeing his sight, he picked up the teacup with a smile and smiled at him.
Su Changqing was stunned, recalling his previous actions when he manipulated the shadow, and looked at the other party's smile again, secretly regretting it in his heart, afraid that the other party would suddenly see his previous actions.
Now that the business hours have arrived, a few customers have come in from outside the door, and all of a sudden, the teahouse is full of noise.
Su Changqing squinted his eyes, drank water slowly, and saw that the storyteller surnamed Liu was walking towards the high platform with his hands behind his back.
It was still a little short of nine o'clock, he slowly touched the erhu at his feet with his right hand, thought for a while, and then picked up the erhu and walked into the staff lounge.
After putting the erhu away, he said hello to Boss Bai, walked out of the teahouse, and walked towards the street.
At this moment, there are already a few people on the street, and a few cheers can be heard from time to time.
This is the place where the little monks of Yuanguang and Yijing come to perform every day.
Su Changqing walked over, and then squeezed into the crowd.
Most of the people around here are elderly, and they don't look very old, but his strength is good, so he squeezed and squeezed, and after a while, he squeezed to the front position.
Surrounded by the crowd, it was the two little monks.
At this time, the young monk was staring fiercely, punching hard, every time he punched, the fist style brought by his punch was hunting, looking at his eyes, there was a feeling of being stared at by a tiger in the mountains, which made people sweat.
This set of punches was fought very quickly, but Su Changqing looked at it, but there was a vague sense of familiarity.
He frowned again and looked at it for a while, then he remembered where he had seen it.
...... Yes, every morning, the little monk Yuanguang will do this kind of boxing.
At this time, the little monk in front of him had just finished a set of punches, and he was closing his eyes to adjust his breath.
And the little monk Yijing was holding a bowl and begging for money from the crowd around him who were watching the excitement.
It's just that some people saw this stage of giving money, but they immediately hid their faces and left, and only a few people took out the money from their pockets and planned to use it as a reward for this performance.
It's just that the amount of money for this reward is not much, basically 10 yuan and 5 yuan.
Su Changqing stood behind, seeing that the business of the two of them was not very good, and after thinking for a while, he took out 50 yuan from his pocket and handed it to a middle-aged man who was still watching the play in front of him, signaling him to take the 50 yuan as a reward and hand it to the little monk who was still begging for a reward.
The middle-aged man took the 50 yuan he gave, was slightly stunned, and after learning Su Changqing's intentions, he hurriedly took a few steps up and put the money into the bowl in the little monk's hand.
Because there were still a few people in front of Su Changqing, the little monk didn't know that he gave it, but he saw a middle-aged man taking the 50 yuan bill as a reward, and hurriedly said thank you to him.
The man originally wanted to say that the money was not from him, but when he turned his head and saw Su Changqing shaking his hand at him, he could only smile and say no more.