Everyone knows the saying "Phoenix roosts in the Wutong tree", and there just happens to be a "Wutong tree" in one of the six gates of our home... What was your intention in giving it this name
Luo Wusheng felt that Miss Daodao's gaze was somehow dangerous, so he quickly shook his head.
"Not appropriate, not appropriate, let me think about it..."
"Forget it, there's no rush for this matter. There's something more important right now."
"Um?"
Looking at the beautiful girl who suddenly smiled, Luo Wusheng was a little confused.
But the current chief of the Taoist sect, who called himself the Supreme Forgetful One, said with some amusement:
"Let's go, it's time to attend your first seven days."
Luo Wusheng:
… …
Deep in the imperial palace.
Didi and Fanfan sat opposite each other in the secret hall, hands in their pockets.
"Is Daodao okay with her?"
Miss Qilin looked at the sky gradually darkening outside the window and said with a worried tone.
"It should be fine. After all, it was a plan she proposed herself, and it is indeed feasible enough."
The Empress' eyes flickered: "We just need to wait here for them to come back... As long as Xiao Luozi can understand our feelings this time, even if it's only half, it will be enough for us to take the next step and completely save our face."
"Well, we can take him to meet his former assistants after he has been dressed up, and let them take him to pay respect to themselves, while Dao Dao represents us and watches from the sidelines... If this is the way it really develops, it will be quite interesting indeed."
Miss Qilin's expression also relaxed a lot: "Hehe, I think he felt the same way before, this time it's our turn."
"Alas, I just hope that next time I see him, I won't be so embarrassed that I can't even show him the engagement..."
"Haha, you shameless Emperor, do you know how embarrassing you were before?"
"Bah! You are the least qualified to say that about me!"
The two extremely beautiful girls with the same appearance were about to start fighting again, but after glaring at each other for a few seconds, they sat back silently with their hands in their pockets.
"… Today, when I was pretending to be you and handling affairs, I saw a court official write a letter mentioning the matter of establishing a queen." Miss Qilin suddenly said.
The Empress didn't care at all: "I am you. After the memories are synchronized, what you see is equivalent to what I see. Is it necessary to mention it specifically? The demon rebellion just happened, so naturally some people would worry about the situation of the fairyland in the future. It's not surprising."
"But now we are not as averse to this matter as we were before."
Both avatars fell silent at the same time.
The empress looked out the window with her phoenix eyes and said quietly, "Let's see what the outcome will be tonight..."
… …
In the royal city, in front of the mansion that Luo Wusheng once bought.
The man in a Confucian robe and wearing a black tiger mask looked at the locked door, his eyes swept over a piece of yellow paper pasted on the door, and a young man's chuckle came from under the mask.
"Ha, it's just as I expected. These bastards know that I'm not dead, so why would they celebrate the seventh day of my death for me? And tonight is so lively, they must have all gone to Hongyan Tower to have fun early."
Next to him stood a girl wearing a white tiger mask, her eyes dull and seemingly numb.
Only one word echoed in the girl's heart.
Grass!
I will ask the emperor to strictly control the brothel tomorrow. From now on, no one and no dog is allowed to enter the Magic Weapon Pavilion! !
At this time, the boy looked at the girl next to him.
"Okay, it seems my junior sister has done a good job in helping me these past few days, so I don't need to worry about it... Since it's the day set by His Majesty to celebrate the victory of the demon rebellion, why don't we go to the north of the city together?"
"Dao... Ahem, Miss Yaoyao?"
Chapter 501: You know nothing about the Demon Sect Saint! (4k)
Of course, the seventh day or something like that is just a joke.
If Luo Wusheng was dead, as the hero who almost saved the entire fairyland, it would be possible for the empress to make the whole country mourn. But now everyone in the world knows that he, Luo, will be alive and kicking again in more than a month and be admired by the people, so naturally there will be no inexplicable funeral.
It would be reasonable to have a subsequent plot like the one now to celebrate the survival of the royal city's catastrophe.
Especially, although this time the demon chaos was full of turmoil, the loss of the fairy kingdom was not that great in the end... The worst impact was that a large number of cultivators who participated in the battle that day have not yet fully recovered their spiritual power and injuries, resulting in the king city's ability to mobilize at this time being somewhat insufficient.
However, these have nothing to do with the people. Anyway, the streets that were damaged on the day of the demon rebellion have been rebuilt efficiently by the monks, and everyone has received appeasement subsidies from the fairyland and is very happy.
So this festival to celebrate the victory of the demon rebellion was decided.
(But if I really regard today as my seventh day, it always feels a bit weird...)
Luo Wusheng walked on the street leading to the north of the city, looking at the bright lights and people coming and going around him. He could even hear the sounds of gongs, drums and firecrackers, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Those who don’t know would think it’s Chinese New Year… If I were really dead, wouldn’t that be like dancing on a grave
Thinking of this, he pressed the black tiger mask on his face again.
This mask was given to him along with the Confucian robe by Miss Yan Yao before she pulled him out. It was actually just an ordinary small mask, and Luo Wusheng had to rely on himself to conceal his aura... With his current means, the effect of concealing his aura might be better than that of the Six Gates Golden Seal Mask. With the help of the Way of Destiny, even the trajectory of his destiny can be hidden without a trace, making him look more like a mortal than when he pretended to be a storyteller.
Luo Wusheng shook his head and looked at the girl wearing a white tiger mask beside him.
Daodao also changed out of the standard Taoist robe of the Taoist sect and put on a simple women's dress, but it highlighted her proud figure even more than the Taoist robe, making Luo Wusheng unable to help but take a few more glances.
But for some reason, this girl looked a little uneasy at this moment.
After thinking for a while, Luo Wusheng asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"Ah? Oh, no, no."
Miss Yan Yao suddenly came back to her senses, panic flashed in her eyes under the mask, and she answered with a guilty conscience.
"Nothing? Then what are you thinking about?"
I was thinking about how to make you look bad in front of me... Miss Yan Yao secretly rolled her eyes, but said, "It's nothing. It's just that although I have the memory of coming to the night market in my previous imperial body and mortal body, this is the first time I go to the night market with others, so I'm a little uncomfortable."
This sentence is actually true.
After the plan of "making a certain demon sect saint be embarrassed by his former subordinate" failed due to unacceptable reasons, she lost her composure because her plan was disrupted, and she accepted Luo Wusheng's invitation without thinking. As a result, she still can't recover from it. How did things turn out like this...
If Didi and Fanfan knew about this, would I also become a "shameful person"
Well, I’ve decided that I must not synchronize my memories until I achieve certain interim results!
(But... even if nothing happened in the end, it's not unacceptable to enjoy the excitement of tonight with him... No, no, what I mean is, he should have been the center of tonight. Without him, there would be no tonight in the Royal City...)
Something was still wrong... Ah! It was all his fault. Shouldn't they be at home receiving guests who came to visit the "Former Residence of the Demon Sect Saint"? Why did they all go to the brothel
Hearing from him that the person who could do such a thing was most likely the leader of that casual cultivator named Long Dahai... Let the Emperor castrate that guy one day and make him a eunuch in the imperial palace.
Miss Daodao was angry in her heart, but it was just a thought. After all, the Immortal Kingdom had abolished the eunuch position a long time ago.
On the other side, Luo Wusheng didn’t know what the girl next to him was thinking, but he nodded and sighed at her answer.
"Now that I think about it, this is my first time visiting a night market after being in the capital for so long..."
Huh
No, it doesn’t seem to be the first time... Uh, if the experience of shopping at the night market with Miss Qilin in my dream can be counted, this should be the second time
In a sense, I was with the same partner both times…
Wait, does this reveal that I was lying to Miss Qilin when she entered my dream
Seeing that the girl beside him seemed to have not reacted yet, Luo Wusheng suddenly changed the subject abruptly: "Speaking of which, since you can find clothes that fit me, why didn't you cover me up before I woke up today?"
“You can go and ask the Emperor’s Body and the Mortal Body if they are willing to help you dress.” Miss Yan Yao raised her head and answered unhappily.
Well, Didi did try, but quickly gave up and jumped into the water to cleanse some unclean liquid on the spot.
Luo Wusheng's expression froze under the mask. He had never really thought about this issue.
Just as I was about to say something to ease the tension, I saw Miss Yan Yao suddenly stop.
"We've reached the north of the city."
Luo Wusheng noticed that her eyes looked a little strange, so he also shifted his gaze back to the front.
The next moment, the expression under his mask also became strange.
… …
The north of the royal city, as the final main battlefield of the demon rebellion, naturally became the core of tonight.
Originally Luo Wusheng thought that there were enough people on the streets tonight, but when he arrived in the north of the city he found that this side was really crowded.
Everywhere I looked, there were lights and decorations. The loud gongs and drums I had heard earlier also came from this side. Every empty space on both sides of the street was crowded with vendors, who kept shouting.
"Take a look! This is a wood carving of Pavilion Master Luo, the hero of the Immortal Kingdom and the Holy Son of the Demon Sect. Buy one and you will be safe from disasters and monsters. Buy nine and get one free!"
"My teahouse has cooperated with the Magic Weapon Pavilion. The Saint of the Demon Sect drank tea and watched the martial arts competition in the room upstairs! What? You want to go in? Impossible! What? Ten thousand spirit stones? What do you think of the heroes of my fairyland... One million? Master, be careful, the road is slippery."
“Everyone, look at the stone bricks in front of my shop… These are not ordinary broken stone bricks. When the demons were rampaging that day, one of the world-destroying thunders summoned by the Saint of the Demon Sect landed here, cooperating with the fairy who was about to become the master of the Sword Pavilion to kill a black bear spirit! Even now, the extinction thunder is still there. A few days ago, some people wanted to fill the gap, but I drove them back! Hey, don’t just stand in front of my shop to meditate, I still have business to do… All right! Thirteen guests, please come in!”
Listening to the sounds constantly coming to his ears, Luo Wusheng, who had just stepped into the northern part of the city, twitched violently under the mask.
Miss Yan Yao beside him said faintly: "This is your current position in the royal city... How about it, are you very proud?"
To be honest, Luo Wusheng was secretly happy, but on the surface he just coughed twice.
"It's just that the craze caused by the demon rebellion hasn't passed yet, and they need some reasons to raise prices to do business. In fact, it's not that great..."
"You can't let anyone else hear you say this. Anyone who talks like this in the royal city will be beaten. I've seen several such cases in the past few days."
“…Is it that exaggerated?”
"You can try."
After hearing what Miss Yan Yao said, Luo Wusheng naturally would not really try it. He lowered his head and took the girl beside him into the north of the city.
Daodao secretly sighed in his heart, what a pity... If he could see this guy getting beaten up because of his modesty, it would make him feel better.
Never mind, most people can’t beat him.
The two of them entered the northern part of the city.
It was only then that Luo Wusheng realized that Miss Yan Yao was not joking.
It might be okay outside the north of the city, but within the north of the city, the pursuit of the four words "Holy Son of the Demon Sect" is simply fanatical.
On the road, wherever there were people watching, it must be a place related to the "Devil Sect Holy Son"... or even a place that was forcibly related to the "Devil Sect Holy Son".
When Luo Wusheng saw "the courtesan girl whom the Demon Sect's Saint had once laid eyes on", he felt a little numb.
During the demon rebellion, so many people crowded in the north of the city. I don't know how many people I looked at when I saw my younger brother and acquaintances. Does this count
But at this moment, the girl next to him asked in a low voice: "Were you really still in the mood to look at women at that time?"
"Yeah." Luo Wusheng had a blank expression on his face, tilting his head and saying, "I was looking at a certain Six Gates Gold Seal that shouldn't have been in the crowd."
Daodao blinked.
"It wasn't me who stayed in the city at that time. It was just a puppet clone that I made with some special treasures. If anything happened to me, it would immediately fill in my place... It has a certain degree of autonomy, but not much. It will be exposed after a while, and it can only last for half a day. After that, it needs to replenish a large amount of spirit stones."
It turned out that this was the operation of the extra Miss Qilin at that time... Luo Wusheng nodded slightly, but saw another crowd of people gathered in front of him, and there were more people than in other places.
"That's... acting?"
Looking at the stage set up over there, Luo Wusheng muttered, and looked at the girl beside him: "Dao... Yaoyao, let's go over there and take a look?"
Miss Yan Yao rolled her eyes at the guy beside her who once again made his address ambiguous, but she felt that this address seemed better than "Daodao", so she didn't dwell on it.
"Yeah, that's fine."
Before you figure out how to embarrass someone, just obey him... I don't want to join in the fun!
The two men made their way through the crowded crowd.
At this moment, Miss Yan Yao suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Although there were crowds of people in front of him, the Demon Sect Saint beside him took him as if he were walking into an empty space without any hindrance.
All the people standing in their way seemed destined to move away from where they were standing just a second before they moved forward, leaving a gap just enough for them to pass through.
(Is this the Dao he realized? But what is this Dao?)