Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Visitor from Chang'an
Su Changan's heart was indeed uneasy, but after that initial change, Hongluan returned to normal, which made Su Changan have to suspect that all this was his own delusion. After thinking about it, he also secretly talked to Hongluan for a long time, but the other party's attitude was extremely determined.www.biquge.info
Su Changan naturally didn't want to say anything, so he stopped being obsessed after thinking about it.
Hongluan absorbed the Heavenly Dao fragments contained in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion for thousands of years, and although there was no change in her strength, her control of her power had been raised to a terrifying level. Such a change is of course related to the absorption of Heavenly Dao fragments in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, but it is also closely related to Hongluan's outstanding qualifications.
And in the following days, Qin Baiyi needed to completely graft his Heavenly Dao power onto Hongluan's body, this process was not long, but after doing this, Qin Baiyi's face became extremely pale, and his spiritual power became more and more dim because of the use of the Star Soul Locking Heaven Array, and Hongluan fell into a long sleep again.
She needed enough time to digest the majestic power of the Heavenly Dao.
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On this day, it snowed heavily in Chang'an in the middle of winter.
On this day, a man stepped through the thick snow on the ground and stepped into the most prosperous city in the world.
He was dressed in a white robe like the heavy snow, holding a folding fan, and his clothes were extremely thin, which looked out of place with the heavy snow.
The pedestrians around subconsciously set their eyes on this anomaly, but when they saw his appearance clearly, they all lowered their heads one after another.
The man, though he was a man, was born extremely beautiful.
Of course, this word is not appropriate for a man, but on the contrary, this man is like that.
His appearance is so handsome that he seems to have come out of the painting, don't say women, even men will probably have a sense of pity after seeing his appearance clearly, so beautiful, if it is a daughter, how good it should be?
But the man turned a blind eye to the strange or regretful expressions around him.
He walked on his own in the crowded Chang'an City, without holding an umbrella or opening half a spiritual barrier.
He let the snowflakes fall on him, as if it was a novel experience for him.
And his eyes were also going back and forth among the large and small shops or pedestrians on Chang'an Street, and his eyes flashed with joy and curiosity.
Apparently he was here for the first time.
But he said that Su Chang'an woke up in a muddy nightmare, and heard that people around him said that Beitongxuan had died in battle. ”
"Smack!"
"There is a way, anger rises from the heart, and evil is born to the side of the gall!"
"He immediately led the three thousand swordsmen from Jiangdong to..."
At this moment, a subdued sound suddenly sounded in my ears.
The man's eyebrows raised, and he turned his head to look, but saw that there was a wine shop on the street next to him, which was full of friends, and the drinkers were staggered and kept coming and going, and the lively scene and the ice and snow outside seemed to be two worlds.
On the high platform of the wine shop, a storyteller foamed at the mouth, telling the story of the so-called watchman in a low voice.
Obviously, he has told this story many times, and he is familiar with it, but even so, it still can't indelible the enthusiasm of the audience drinkers.
The man stood outside the liquor shop for a long time, but his eyes remained fixed on the storyteller, as if he was very interested in the story he was telling.
Xiao Er of the wine shop is also a person with eyesight, he saw the man's outfit and knew that this person was either rich or expensive, and he had stood at the door of the wine shop for a long time, so he thought that he was quite interested in the wine shop.
He hurriedly stepped forward, nodded and greeted, "This master, the weather is cold, why don't you come to the shop to sit down, drink a pot of wine, eat some side dishes, and listen to our husband's story, it's better than rushing in the snow." ”
The man was stunned when he heard this, he looked at the little second in front of him, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. It seems to be thinking about something.
And at this moment, the aura inadvertently revealed around his body made this guy feel a chill inexplicably, and he secretly wondered if he had done something wrong or said something wrong, which angered the adult in front of him.
But it didn't last long for those fears to dissipate again.
"It's fine. As if he had figured something out, the man nodded slightly, and a smile like a spring breeze appeared on his face again.
How dare the guy slack off, and shouted "Haole!" in his mouth, he hurriedly led the man into the wine shop, and then found an empty table, wiped the dust off it quickly, and beckoned the man to sit down.
And this man, although he followed this guy all the way, his eyes kept falling on the foaming storyteller in Taishang. It seems that I saw something extremely interesting in the gentleman's body.
"What do you want to drink?" the fellow asked.
"Feel free to do it, I'm new to this place, so I'm not familiar with it. The man smiled, his attitude was gentle, and it was like a spring breeze.
The guy was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the man in front of him was a fat sheep, and the so-called casual means that he didn't care about money, which was much better than most of the drinkers here.
Thinking of this, the man's attitude became more and more attentive, and when he saw that the man had been looking at the storyteller, he asked, "Does the guest know us storytellers?"
"I don't know. The man shook his head. "I just thought he had an interesting story..."
Saying this, the man paused, and added: "Come to think of it, this person should also be very interesting." ”
"That's not it!" the guy hurriedly said, "Guest officer, do you know that there are not a hundred or eighty drinks in this Chang'an City, but why is our business the most prosperous?"
"Oh, why?" the man asked, too, with a raised brow.
"Our storyteller, called Gu Qianfan, was not surprising at first, but later, somehow, he began to tell some stories about that saint. ”
"Saint?" the man frowned, clearly not understanding what the man was referring to.
"Hey, objectively confused, who else can be called a saint in this world, except for the Su Changan Su of Tianlan Academy?" The guy seemed to be a little surprised by the man's sluggishness, and he hurriedly said, when mentioning Su Chang'an, even the guy who has always been too market-oriented, his face also showed a heartfelt longing.
"Oh. The man was stunned for a moment, but then he still dragged a long voice and responded, which was regarded as saying that he also knew about it.
"And what about later? This gentleman became famous after telling Su Chang'an's story?" the man asked.
When the guy heard this, his brows furrowed again, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the man calling Su Changan by his name so directly. But after all, he still has to do a man's business, and he still said with a smile at the moment: "It's so simple, at that time, Dean Su was still chased and killed by Sima Xu's old thief, and it stands to reason that at that time, anyone who dared to speak for Dean Su would have to be put in prison, even if he didn't cut off his head, he had to end up with his skin and flesh." ”
"But it's not strange for you to say, but our storyteller is even more like no one else, he still tells stories every day, and the court didn't send anyone to touch his cold hair. At that time, because this gentleman insisted on telling this story, no one dared to ask him in any wine shop, but our shopkeeper had the courage to recruit him into the wine shop. A few years ago, His Majesty the Emperor also paid a private visit to our wine shop, and was very happy to hear it, and rewarded our husband with a hundred taels of gold on the spot. ”
Speaking of this, this guy seemed to have opened the conversation, and kept talking like a few treasures.
"Oh. I see, so to speak, this gentleman can be regarded as a strange man. The man nodded, not showing any dissatisfaction with the fellow's rambling.
"That's it. The man said, but then he seemed to think of something, and a look of apology suddenly appeared on his face. He slapped the door of his head, and hurriedly said to the man: "Guest officer, you see, the little one is talking about it, and he forgot that he hasn't served the food for the guest officer, so the guest officer sits down for a while, and the little one will go and order the back kitchen to prepare good food for the guest officer." ”
As he spoke, he apologized again, and then hurriedly walked towards the back kitchen.
When the man had left, the man turned his head to look at the platform again, and the storyteller seemed to have reached the climax of the story, his face flushed, and his voice a little higher-pitched, as if he was immersed in the story.
At this time, the drinkers in the audience did not hesitate to applaud and cheer, and raised their wine glasses to applaud loudly.
By this time, the food had been served, and the man, adhering to the principle of being able to slaughter one by one, served the man a meal that was extremely sumptuous but more than one person could eat.
The man didn't care about this, and even he ate it with great interest, and if he didn't eat a single dish, his face would show a look of surprise, as if these dishes were the first time he had eaten them.
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Time passed slowly, and it was getting late.
"Okay, that's it for today's story, if you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown. The storyteller on the stage arched his hand, said this, and packed up his belongings before leaving.
He seemed to have a high reputation among the drinkers, and when he left, the drinkers got up to greet him, and it was hard to imagine that in Dawei, a storyteller still had such prestige.
At this moment, the man also picked up the wine glass in front of the table and put it to his lips and took a sip.
He looked at the back of the storyteller who had left in the rain, and his eyes narrowed.
"Interesting, the person who died according to the stars has been busy all his life, Su Changan, Su Changan, it seems that you still have some ability, and you can hide it from my eyes. ”
The man muttered like this, and the light in his eyes suddenly became gloomy.