A moment later, Yun Xian was grabbed by the collar and thrown out of the store.
The shop door slammed shut mercilessly.
The street was still bustling with people, the team of workers was still long, and the aroma of noodles filled the air inside the shop. Yun Xian patted his butt and stood up, only then realizing that he had been in there all morning and had not seen the chef.
Noodles are shaved so quickly, don't they need to hire a few more cooks? Or are the Dao Sect so ruthless that they just keep the shaved noodles in storage and blanch them when guests arrive?
Across the wall, Qiao Lingshan's weak voice rang out, "Yun Xian! I'm the only one left now! The manager just said that those on the day shift should rest first and have lunch. We can finish within half an incense stick before continuing to cut noodles."
"Oh?" Yun Xianqi asked, "Does this place provide food and accommodation?"
Qiao Lingshan seemed to have already reached the workers' dining area and said, "It's just a bowl of sliced noodles per person. Hey, may I ask what's for dinner?"
She grabbed someone and asked. A moment later, Yun Xian heard Qiao Lingshan's voice: "It's also knife-cut noodles."
Yun Xian: "...Won't you get sick of eating two meals a day?"
Dao Zong is too stingy. The most important thing for a worker is food. No wonder those workers were so skinny and lifeless. Who can be in a good mood if they can only eat noodles every day?
Qiao Lingshan said, "There are two small pieces of green vegetables on top, and something that looks like a seed. It's very small and can't be seen by ordinary people without paying attention. Let me try it. Slurp."
Yun Xian simply sat down at the door: "How do you feel?"
"It tastes just ordinary. I can't say it's delicious, but it's not bad either." Qiao Lingshan said solemnly, "How can this kind of noodles make Liu, a wealthy businessman who is used to eating delicacies from land and sea, reluctant to give it up? There must be something fishy going on!"
Yun Xian said: "We will find out if we explore further what the mystery is."
Qiao Lingshan: “…”
As expected, this person never suffers a loss when talking.
In order to finish the meal quickly within half an incense stick, Qiao Lingshan was slurping food through the voice transmitter, and Yun Xian was listening through the corner of the wall. He also took the opportunity to see what characteristics the various customers in the store had. At this moment, someone grabbed his neck again.
Someone asked from behind: "What are you doing?"
"Listen to the food show." Yun Xian knew which peacock had arrived when he heard the casual and uninhibited tone. "Qi Zhiye, weren't you imprisoned by Master Mingguang? How could he bring you to the event?"
She turned around and saw Qi Zhiye was not wearing the gorgeous cassock this time. Instead, he was wearing a martial arts uniform. His golden eyes sparkled as he folded his arms and stared at her. He said disdainfully, "Who made your mask? It's so ugly."
He looked behind for a long time, but was still not sure whether the person squatting on the ground was Yun Xian, so he decided to compare the thickness of the neck. As soon as he pinched it, he knew that this was a good guy.
Yun Xian looked up at him. Perhaps because he was still growing during puberty, he felt like Qi Zhiye was a bit taller. No, absolutely not. Xue Lingxiu would faint from anger.
"What do you know? My senior brother made such a realistic mask on his first try. He's already very talented." Yun Xian looked behind him, "Where's Junior Master Mingshu? He's not here? Why not just bring everyone along?"
No one knew that every time she succeeded in getting Mingshu to speak, she felt a sense of accomplishment that was so great that she didn't care about the lives of others.
"Who said we have to bring an even number? Do you think it's about the two generals Heng and Ha?" Qi Zhiye curled his lips when he saw that she didn't look surprised at all. "Mingshu won't come. He wants to meditate in the temple. He said the Central Plains is too scary and he wants to return to the Western Territory."
Yun Xian: "...It's not bad, haha."
Qiao Lingshan was still eating noodles quickly. Yun Xian released some of his spiritual sense and continued to listen to the conversations of the customers in the store.
"It's really strange. It tastes just ordinary, but I've been craving it for three days without eating it..."
"It's just average, but it's cheap. It's cheap, convenient, and available anytime, anywhere, which is pretty good."
"Has the Dao Sect changed over the years? Has it learned to please the citizens?"
"No one comes to visit you for no reason. Those people must have some ulterior motive. Do you think they are so kind?"
"Oh, yeah, it seems like the Sword Sect and the Body Strengthening Sect have been at loggerheads lately. When I go out to buy some toilet paper at night, I can see people from different factions fighting..."
“…”
Qiao Lingshan wiped her mouth and said, "Yun Xian, I'll continue whittling. If I have any information, I'll tell you the first time."
"Got it." Yun Xian covered his ears and sent a message back, "Try to find a chance to check out the kitchen. If they want to add something to the noodles, they'll definitely need to ship in the raw materials."
I don't know what's happening to Xue Lingxiu and Feng Ye over there with Doctor Fang. Qi Xingye said, "What are you doing?"
Since they hadn't reunited yet, Yun Xian briefly told Qi Zhiye about what happened in Qiankun City: "It was like this, like this, like this, first it was like this, then it was like that..."
After listening to this, Qi Zhiye looked at Yun Xian with a strange look.
Yun Xian: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Qi Zhiye said, "Do you want to hear my solution?"
"Go ahead." Yun Xian was worried about the current situation of his team of five people sharing one and a half brains, so he listened to everything and tried to say, "I'll see if I can give it some reference."
Qi Zhiye said, "You want to see the kitchen? I'll help you destroy the store, and you'll be able to see it."
“…………” Yun Xian said with difficulty: “I understand what you mean, but if you continue like this, I will be very worried about Master Mingguang’s mental state.”
Qi Xingye must have been quite apprehensive of his master. After a long pause, he changed his approach: "If you can wear a mask, why can't I? Wouldn't it be better to disguise myself as a disciple of another sect?"
"Yeah. That's right." Yun Xian said coldly, "Then which sect should take the blame? The Body Tempering Sect is now fighting a desperate battle with the Sword Sect, but they haven't put it on the table. It's obvious that they don't want to have a conflict. If the disciples of the Body Tempering Sect smashed someone's shop, the meaning would be different. The Wonderful Hands Sect? The Wonderful Hands Sect are all medical practitioners, why would they smash someone's shop for no reason? Let alone the Eastern Realm. We are now disguising ourselves so that we don't let the people of the Sword Sect know that we have arrived in Qiankun City."
"Then I won't pretend anymore." Qi Xingye wasn't at all discouraged. "Since everyone thinks a monk wouldn't smash someone's shop, they'll think it's a disciple of the Body Refining Sect disguised as a monk..."
The two walked down the street, talking as they went. Yun Xian bought a candied haws and ate it, saying, "Pretending to be a monk is too expensive."
Qi Zhiye frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Do you want to shave your head?" Yun Xian said, "I don't want to anyway."
If Qi Zhiye wanted to shave his head, he would have done so long ago. He still has long hair, and Master Mingguang couldn't persuade him. But if he didn't shave, then what was the point of pretending to be a monk? Wasn't he the only famous monk in the world who didn't shave his head?
Qi Zhiye: “…”
Forget it, let’s take a long-term view on this matter.
"If you want to go back, please ask me to say hello to Master Mingguang." Although Qi Xingye's plan made some sense, it was not feasible. Yun Xian was not able to successfully get his head around it. He felt a little regretful, but he still respected the elderly and loved the young. He said, "You are already so old, and you still have to run around with the younger generation. It's really not easy."
Master Mingguang obviously knew how to manage time. According to Su Chi's summary, after attending the auction, he went to a restaurant to cut the ribbon without stopping. After cutting the ribbon at the restaurant, he drove to the temple to preside over the ritual. He worked non-stop all day and didn't even change his opening remarks.
What about Amitabha, what about all the best? In the cool autumn, we welcomed the XX XX event, which is the same thing in a new name, and the efficiency is very high.
No one was dissatisfied because everyone knew that Master Mingguang was just there to keep the place in check. In other words, he was a mascot. Even if he just stood there and said "Amitabha", the effect would be the same.
"...Who told you that my master is here to earn money from incense offerings?" Qi Zhiye heard the implication in her tone and frowned, "My master and I are here this time to attend to important matters."
"Oh?" Yun Xian became interested. She turned around and asked, "What's the important matter?"
She had disguised herself as an ordinary person, but now she was accompanied by a man in martial arts uniform with a gorgeous face. After seeing the two of them clearly, the various eyes coming towards her suddenly realized that the sales promotion was only directed at her.
Qi Zhiye, a fashionable item, suddenly makes Yun Xian look quite rich.
Qi Zhiye was completely unaware that he had been treated as a single commodity. His brows furrowed slightly as he said, "In the past half month, Master has noticed that the incense offerings in the temples around Qiankun City have decreased significantly. Even the prayer lanterns prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival are no longer being used."
Something unusual must be wrong, and besides, the sect's beliefs are not the same as the dispute over knife-cut beef noodles. Prayer lamps are not expensive; Buddhists don't even charge much, but the person praying takes a lot of thought. They use fingertip blood, belongings of the person being prayed for, oil paper, candles tainted with aura, and even bone to make the lamps themselves. Then, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, they light the candles amidst the chanting in the temple, kowtow, and pray.
There could be other reasons for the lack of incense money, but those willing to personally make prayer lamps must be quite devout in their faith in Buddhism, as most would offer a single lamp annually. And now, they have suddenly disappeared en masse. Such a bizarre occurrence is no wonder Master Mingguang traveled all the way to the Northern Realm.
"A unified migration? Or, a change of faith? A change of faith? Taoism?" Yun Xian didn't have much faith, but he knew that a long-held belief couldn't be changed all at once. "Have you noticed anything?"
Qi Zhiye looked unhappy and said, "That man didn't move, nor did he change his faith. He said he still believed in Buddhism, but he didn't believe in that Buddha anymore."
Yun Xian was stunned and said, "...What, what does that mean? Why does it sound like he's joined some evil cult? He wasn't scammed out of money, was he? He just listened to the sermon and got a basket of eggs or something."
"No. And Master also said that this person's heart is pure and clear, without any resentment, and is much kinder than before." Qi Zhiye was puzzled, "Why?"
Yun Xian: "Why exactly?"
Qi Zhiye: "I don't understand."
Yun Xian: "I don't understand either."
Qi Zhiye: "Do you have any idea?"
Yun Xian: "I, I..."
Why are there always strange things happening in Qiankun City? The two of them stared at each other, each feeling a cloud of melancholy and annoyance. Qi Xingye narrowed his golden eyes and said, "You didn't tie your hair yourself. Who did it for you? Could it be Xue Duxiu? This guy is really bored to death. No wonder his cultivation hasn't improved."
He had observed that the hair Yun Xian tied herself was either crooked or slanted, too high or too low, like chicken feathers or flat like glutinous rice cakes. In short, it was harder to straighten it out than to mend the sky.
Yun Xian: "No. Senior Brother helped me tie it. Also, it's Xue Lingxiu, not Xue Duxiu. Don't change other people's names."
Where did the senior brother come from? I don't know him, but as long as he's not that psychopath Xue Duxiu, it's fine. Qi Zhiye's brows relaxed suddenly: "Nice tying."
"Yeah." Yun Xian saw Tiedan coming from a distance, with Ji Rongxue walking in front. He waved at the two of them and said, "Next time, let Senior Brother braid your hair for you, too. It won't cost you anything."
Feng Ye and Xue Lingxiu also appeared at the corner. They found a teahouse to sit down and exchange information.
Ji Rongxue said first, "We've found out. The person currently in charge of Qiankun City is the Honorary Elder of the Sword Sect, Liu Liu. His cultivation is the lowest among the elders, only at the high Nascent Soul stage, which doesn't qualify him for an elder position. But it's said that he was able to ascend to the position of elder because of his scheming and ability to handle some of the sect's miscellaneous matters besides military operations, and he is also quite adept at unconventional methods."
"Scheming..." Yun Xian held his chin and thought deeply, "It's unimaginable that this word could one day be used to describe someone from the Sword Sect."
Xue Lingxiu rolled her eyes at Qi Zhiye and said, "We've made some progress here too. Feng Ye and I investigated the Royal Medical Academy where Divine Doctor Fang used to work. We discovered it's just a small place that teaches pharmacology. The Royal name was only given to it in the last few months. I even suspect the Royal Academy doesn't even know about this."
"I know about this matter." Ji Rongxue asked, "Where did the royal family come from in Qiankun City?"
Originally just a small pharmacy, it suddenly became high-end and classy with the royal name. Yun Xian asked again, "Brother Xue, what is the meaning of Fang Fei's Miaoshou acupuncture method?"
"I don't know yet, but I've collected some tabloids from earlier periods."
Xue Lingxiu was the brains of the entire team, and his collection efficiency was quite high. Yun Xian picked up a row of old tabloids in front of him and read a few headlines:
"The quack doctor Fang Tiezhu was so reckless that he made my son mentally retarded! I respond. Is there a possibility that your son was always like this? You can tell by looking at his parents..."
"This exposes Fang Tiezhu's complete lack of respect for his patients! He dares to joke about life and death! My response: You said you only wanted a two-word answer, so what's wrong with me saying 'dead'?"
"I condemn Fang Tiezhu for his lack of medical ethics! He secretly stole my embroidery needle! I will respond by looking for it again. If you can't find it, then the needle is in your crotch."
Everyone: “…………”
There are a lot of nonsense in the tabloids, such as Yun Xian's inexplicable nickname, but everyone finds it troublesome, and some people think that clarifying it will only make things worse, but Fang Fei... no, Fang Tiezhu is really amazingly persistent. As long as there is negative news about him, he will definitely be there trying to fight back in his busy schedule, and his sharp tongue is as good as ever.
"Half a year ago, he was a barefoot doctor with unknown medical skills and constant conflicts with his patients," Xue Lingxiu pondered. "Half a year later, he became a city-renowned medical practitioner, the top medical practitioner at Xinglin Pavilion."
Ji Rongxue said coldly: "It really has changed its appearance."
"The first thing that helped him establish his image was Liu Feiran's hemorrhoids incident." Yun Xian stood up and said, "I now have reason to suspect that the antidote to Liu Fushang's poison is either with Fang Fei or with Liu Liu."
Qi Zhiye asked, "Are you going to destroy Xinglin Pavilion?"
"We need to find out where Liu Liu lives first." Yun Xian said, "As long as we can cure the poison of Mr. Liu, we will have more time."
Xue Lingxiu said to Qi Zhiye in a gloomy tone, "This is all a reckless man can think of."
"If you envy my physique, then go and train more." Qi Zhiye remained expressionless and said stiffly, "When I killed the spider in the Four Directions Secret Realm, what I showed wasn't pretty."
He had already forced himself to forget it, but the reminder brought back memories of the embarrassing scene. Xue Lingxiu's veins bulged: "...Did I let you see it? If you don't want to see it, then poke your eyes out."
Why are they arguing again? Yun Xian grabbed a handful of melon seeds from Feng Ye's palm and said with a smack, "Oh, stop arguing. It's not a good look to see you tearing and tugging at each other like this."
Feng Ye looked outside: "Is Lingshan still cutting noodles? Do you want me to take her place? I'm afraid she's too tired."
Only Ji Rongxue was still out of state. She asked inexplicably, "What's exposed? Chest?"
Everyone: “?!”
What? The person who saw Fellow Daoist Xue naked has gained another happy birthday?
"I was watching from the side at that time." Ji Rongxue just remembered that no one knew he was there. Seeing Xue Lingxiu's thin face about to turn red, he said coldly, "It's actually not bad. Fellow Daoist Xue, there's no need to underestimate yourself. Too much training isn't good either. Just enough."
Tiedan: “…” He felt like he was suddenly attacked.
Everyone: "..." Why does Miss Ji always like to squat in the corner and watch others secretly? Is it the nature of a lion?
"Let's not talk about this for now." Yun Xian saw that Xue Lingxiu looked unhappy, and was afraid that his assets would be severely reduced in the next few days. He said, "Then how about this, everyone split up. I'll go find Liu Liu, and you guys continue to catch Tiezhu's little braid..."
At this moment, a burst of brisk allegro sound came from the teahouse, and everyone's attention was attracted. It turned out to be a storyteller.
Storytellers are everywhere, and they usually tell old-fashioned stories. It would be better to read "The Pure Witch Hot" again. Yun Xian was about to turn around and leave with no interest when he heard the storyteller say, "Today, let's talk about Yun Xian, the leader of the four regions!"
Yun Xian quickly sat down and waited for praise.
Everyone: "..." This person's thoughts are too easy to guess.
But things went against her wishes. Unexpectedly, the storyteller not only did not praise her, but also slandered her with every word:
"Speaking of Yun Xian, she's truly ruthless and doesn't act like a girl at all. Within the Four Directions Secret Realm, she wooed the South and West Realms, mobilizing the forces of the three realms to fight against the North Realm. The disparity in strength was too great, and in the end, Liu Shi had no choice but to be defeated. Yet, this person didn't hold back and crushed his golden elixir. To be able to so easily sever someone's path to immortality, her mind is incredibly vicious!"
"Even the Body Refining Sect in the Northern Realm might be secretly colluding with her. Jimo Shu, that unscrupulous witch, has secretly let her go several times and deliberately refrained from taking action. Everyone has seen it all! No, don't say I'm overthinking it. It's just a coincidence that the recent Tang Ling Rebellion, which is in the spotlight, was instigated by another demonic cultivator!"
"Everyone, think carefully. Aren't there many things that don't make sense? Think carefully, think again, and you'll find something amiss. Of course, I didn't say that the demonic cultivators were building momentum for her. It's just that these are all reasonable guesses."
A cultivator below was puzzled and said, "That demon cultivator was reduced to ashes in the end, his soul no longer existed, and he was dead beyond death. Could anyone be so foolish as to risk his life to build momentum for her? This is too far-fetched!"
"Oh?" The storyteller clapped his hands and continued aggressively, "So you're saying that even Master Mingguang couldn't solve the problem, but Yunxian, a novice swordsman, can handle it? You're saying that Master Mingguang is inferior to Yunxian? Even if you despise Buddhism, you shouldn't be like this!"
The rest of the people in the teahouse immediately looked at him with condemning eyes. The monk who raised the question wanted to refute, but was accused of something. He was speechless and could only remain silent.
Yun Xian, who despised Buddhism and had a cruel mind: "......"
All of them are lackeys, secretly colluding with each other: "…………"
The storyteller took the silver and went out with satisfaction. As soon as he turned a corner, he was put in a sack.
He was so frightened that he was shaking like a sieve. "Great, great hero, please spare me! I don't know how I have offended you! Please spare me, I won't dare to do it again!"
A female voice he had never heard of before slowly spoke from above his head, "Who instructed you to say that just now?"
"Yes, it's a subordinate of Elder Liu Liu from the Sword Sect. He told us to talk more about Yun Xian recently..." This storyteller used to be so righteous when he was holding the clapperboard, pointing fingers from a high position, but now he has become as cowardly as a shrimp: "He also asked us to use a speculative tone, adding words like 'I'm speaking fairly', 'I don't support anyone', 'I'm just a passerby', etc.... I'm also trying to make a living. I really have no problem with Hero Yun! Really!!"
"Oh?" The woman's voice stretched out softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not going to attack you. But how much money did the Sword Sect give you?"
"Ten taels of silver. The more people listen, the more I'll give you..." The storyteller heard her gentle tone and instantly felt a spark of hope: "My dear hero, are you going to give me double? In fact, the Sword Sect also has many dirty deeds. I can easily make up more stories. I'm an experienced worker..."
"Who wants to give you double? You're dreaming!" A kick came from mid-air, and the woman's voice said viciously, "Pay back all the money the Sword Sect gave you! If I hear you say anything bad about Hero Yun again, I'll beat you to death!"
Storyteller: “…”
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