Early the next morning, after breakfast with Hei Xuanyi, Wu Ruo and Hei Xuanyi invited Hei Xuanyi to take a carriage with him to Xizha Theater.
After getting into the carriage, Wu Ruo suddenly felt that today's robe seemed to be narrower, and her abdomen was being strangled so tightly that it was difficult to breathe.
Seeing him twisting like a white silkworm, Hei Xuanyi frowned involuntarily.
Wu Ruo noticed Hei Xuanyi's gaze, and laughed at herself: "I'm gaining weight again."
Hei Xuanyi looked at the abdomen that was tightened by the silver belt, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down."
Wu Ruo propped up her body subconsciously, but he was too bulky, and he couldn't prop up his body even with all his strength.
He exhaled, rested for a while, and exerted his strength again. He was so focused on his strength that he didn't realize that in Hei Xuanyi's eyes, he was like a fat bamboo bear that couldn't stand up. Rubbed it vigorously in his arms.
After trying twice, Wu Ruo still couldn't do it, so she rolled her eyes: "Master, can't you sit by my side?"
Knowing that he is inconvenient to move, he was asked to move in a small space, deliberately making things difficult for him.
Hei Xuanyi hooked the corners of his mouth invisibly, got up and sat beside him, and then put his hand on his stomach and rubbed it.
"What are you doing?" Wu Ruo stared at Hei Xuanyi angrily, and immediately felt a surge of spiritual power pouring into his body to feed the worms. Immediately, his abdomen loosened a little, and he no longer had difficulty breathing.
He breathed out, looked at Hei Xuanyi, and asked, "Rubbing my stomach, did you make the insects in my body gather together?"
Hei Xuanyi remained silent, patted his elastic stomach, and sat back in his seat with satisfaction.
"..." The corner of Wu Ruo's mouth twitched, knowing that patting his stomach all the time would make his impression of him worse.
When we arrived at the Xizha Theater, there was a fine drizzle of snow in the sky, but this did not affect everyone's enthusiasm for watching the theater. One carriage after another stopped at the gate of the theater.
Wu Ruo and Hei Xuanyi got off the carriage, their fat bodies and ugly faces immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.
"Look, that big fat man should be the Sixth Young Master of Wujia South Courtyard, right?" Someone whispered to his companions.
"The body is so fat, it must be him. Apart from him, there is no one fatter than him in Gaoling City. Hey, is the man in the black cloak next to him his husband? Wow, he looks so scary, just like in the play It's the same as what I said, he's really ugly, I think it's because no woman is willing to marry him, so he chooses to marry a big fat man."
"If you marry a big fat man, you should also marry a woman. What's the point of marrying a man now? Don't you think it's disgusting?"
Wu Ruo glanced at them coldly.
The person who was talking about them suddenly screamed, and was beaten black and blue for no reason.
The people who were beaten couldn't see their beaters, covered their faces and shouted into the empty place: "Ah, who, who beat us?"
"Which bastard beat us, stand up for us, ah!" The man had just finished speaking, and was beaten on the face again, and he was beaten on the spot and couldn't get up.
The other people who were beaten swarmed away in fright, and left in their own carriages.
Wu Ruo squinted her eyes, and also couldn't see the person who beat those people, so she glanced at Hei Xuanyi, remembering that this person can control ghosts, and, besides, there are often a group of lonely ghosts with advanced cultivation, so , he guessed that those people should be beaten by ghosts, but unfortunately he has no cultivation level now, so he can't see what's going on.
"Who is so bold to cause trouble in Xizha Theater?"
An angry shout came from the gate, and immediately after that, five young men walked out.