Who Made You Cultivate Seriously?

Qin Luo traveled to a world of cultivation where demons ran rampant. To protect himself, he came to the Dragon and Tiger Monastery to learn from a master, only to find out that his master was a swi...

Chapter 167 Zhang the Madman

The people listened with rapt attention, everyone was engrossed in the music, and Xiaotuanzi's business was getting worse and worse.

As the song ended, Qin Luo, holding a bamboo flute, bowed to the onlookers and said, "I come from the North. This is a local snack from the North. I hope you all like it."

Thanks to Qin Luo's publicity, people noticed Xiao Tuanzi's stall, and many people bought kebabs.

"I want a skewer."

"I want two skewers."

"Can you give me a discount if I want ten skewers?"

The little dumpling readily nodded, "Sure, ten skewers for only forty-nine coins."

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, I'm tired of eating roasted lamb all the time, but this roasted insect tastes really good."

"Yes, no wonder it's only a penny cheaper. These roasted insects smell delicious; they're really good stuff."

Xiao Tuanzi's barbecue business was booming, and Qin Luo, unable to help, decided to take a stroll on the street.

When Qin Luo walked closer to the Nine-Arch Bridge, he saw an old man dressed in thin clothes running towards him. Although it was the first time he had seen him, the old man looked somewhat familiar.

The old man was thin. He came up to Qin Luo and gesticulated wildly, saying, "I see rivers of blood flowing. All the people in this city will die, and you will die too."

You will die!

The old man repeated loudly.

Qin Luo looked at him with a smile.

A young man approached, draped a thick coat over the old man, and then bowed and apologized, “Master, I’m so sorry, my grandfather is a little confused.”

“Grandson, you’re the one who’s confused. I’m not confused at all. I’m clear-headed more than any of you. This is a prison, and we’re all on death row.” The old man’s eyes were filled with despair.

"You're absolutely right."

The young man helped the old man walk back.

The old man continued to shout hoarsely, "You will all die! Get out of here! Hurry up and leave!"

"Hahaha!"

The onlookers, however, burst into laughter.

"who is he?"

"That's Zhang the Madman!"

"You don't even know Zhang Youwei? He's the head of the Zhang family. He used to be very powerful. I heard he failed to achieve Dao integration and went into a state of demonic possession, which is why he looks like this now."

"I haven't heard from the Zhang family for a long time. I heard that the Zhang family is cursed. There have been madmen in the Zhang family before. They must have done something that angers both heaven and man."

"Everyone should stay away from the Zhang family."

The surrounding people were talking amongst themselves. Qin Luo watched the young man and the old man walk further and further away. He wanted to find out the relationship between his master and the Zhang family, and also to see what was going on with the old man.

Zhu Xian took Hua Ying for a stroll on the street. "Ying'er, what do you want? I'll buy it for you."

Hua Ying thought for a moment, "Yao Yao said that Sanwei Study has new storybooks, can you buy me a set?"

"no!"

Zhu Xian refused on the spot.

Hua Ying and Zhu Xian were the most dazzling pearls in the capital. When they strolled around, the common people dared not look up.

When the little dumpling saw the flower-scented figure strolling through the street, she burst out laughing, "Three hundred taels, don't run away!"

Hua Ying heard the little dumpling's voice, but she pretended not to hear it and continued walking forward.

The little dumpling left the barbecue stall to chase after Huaying, leaving Wan'er scrambling around at the barbecue stall.

Zhu Xian looked at the little dumpling approaching and asked with a smile, "Little guy, Qin Luo doesn't care about those three hundred taels, why do you still care about three hundred taels?"

The little dumpling grabbed Huaying's purple skirt with a serious expression. "Three hundred taels is a lot of money. It would take me many years to sell kebabs. Zhang Fulong cried for many days because of this."

"ah?!"

"Hahaha."

Zhu Xian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hua Ying puffed out her cheeks, getting angrier the more she thought about it. "He's even more annoying than my master. I'm not going to give him any money."

"You can't leave without paying."

"I don't owe you any money."

“You owe money to Longhu Temple. I am now the chief protector of Longhu Temple, and you must pay me back.”

Zhu Xian couldn't help but laugh. "How about this, put the three hundred taels on my head, and I'll pay you back later."

The little dumpling trusted Zhu Xian, after all, she had treated her to drinks. "Princess sister is the best. I'll treat you to some barbecue skewers."

Zhu Xian and Hua Ying followed Xiao Tuanzi to the barbecue stall. The surrounding people quickly made way for them, bending over and not daring to look up. The area in front of the barbecue stall became very quiet.

Wan'er can finally rest for a while.

Zhu Xian looked at the silent people and said, "Eat whatever you like tonight, it's on me."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The surrounding people immediately cheered.

More and more people came to eat roasted insects, and Xiao Tuanzi and Wan'er were almost too busy to keep up. Zhu Xian said with a smile, "Ying'er, let's go help too."

Hua Ying was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhu Xian was roasting insects for the people, she finally squatted down to help.

"Thank you, Princess!"

"Thank you, Flower Fairy!"

The people were all smiles, showing off their kebabs everywhere, reluctant to eat them themselves.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the people, Huaying smiled too. She realized that there were still so many joyful things in the world.