Chapter 71



World-style stewed noodles

"You don't love anyone," Yue Er said, holding the wine glass with some disappointment, "How could this be? It is said that the Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord are both outstanding people."

Bai Roushuang felt a little ironic: "The best of the best who have fallen one after another."

Yue'er looked at her in surprise.

Bai Roushuang shook her head: "Sorry, it's not directed at you, I just think these two people are too funny, they are going to start a war just to fight for a woman."

“But they are all very affectionate…”

"That's not affection, that's just selfishness. I wonder if they asked Luo Xiaoxiang before the war whether he was willing to bear the lives of those who died in vain in the war."

Peng Wanxi also agreed, "Miss Bai is right. Love that brings trouble to others is not worth praising."

Yue'er seemed to understand but not quite, and lowered her head in thought.

Several people chose a jar of sword cultivator wine, which was bitter at first, but turned sweet aftertaste. The sword is sharpened by grinding, and a heart of Tao is condensed in suffering.

"What a journey of hardship before happiness," Xu Shulou praised, "This senior must be no simple person."

Xi Cheng looked closely at the name on the wine jar and said, "It's a pity that no one in later generations has heard of this name."

Bai Roushuang put down her wine glass: "It's a pity that such hard-working people are not known to others."

Peng Wanxi continued, "In fact, there are many such admirable cultivators in the world of cultivation. Even if they do not have superior talents to others, they will not succumb to fate. They do not seek fame in the world, do not think of taking shortcuts, and only focus on hard work."

"real?"

"Of course," Xu Shulou smiled, "If the world of cultivation were filled with people like Wei Xuandao who seek fame and fortune and take shortcuts, then this world would be too hopeless."

"That's right," Bai Roushuang laughed, "There should always be more good people than bad people in this world."

Peng Wanxi smiled. She had just heard Miss Bai chatting with Yue'er, and she saw that they had shown a bit of maturity. Now, her words sounded a bit naive.

Xu Shulou nodded and agreed: "Yes, there are always more good people."

The woman in green asked again, "Do you have any other stories that you would like to use to make wine?"

Xu Shulou shook his head: "I don't have any stories to tell."

The woman in green took out a wooden box and opened it to show her: "Instead of telling a story, you can also input spiritual power into this place, and I will make wine based on your spiritual power."

Xu Shulou recognized that this was a primary magic weapon for storing spiritual energy. He was also a little curious, so he raised his hand and input a stream of spiritual energy into the ball in the wooden box.

The woman in green nodded: "Okay, come back in a year to pick it up."

Xu Shulou asked with great interest: "If many years have passed and my circumstances and state of mind are different, will the taste of the wine brewed by my spiritual power change?"

The woman nodded: "Maybe. If you want to know the answer, you need me to come back and give me some spiritual power again."

Xu Shulou laughed: "You know how to do business."

Bai Roushuang also stepped forward and left a trace of spiritual power: "I don't know what my wine will taste like, but I can't wait to taste Senior Sister's wine."

Xu Shulou smiled and said, "Besides story brewing and spirit brewing, are there any other novel things here?"

"We also have wine made from poetry," the woman in green gestured for them to look at the shelf on the other wall. "It's a new product. Are you interested?"

Bai Roushuang came closer out of curiosity and saw that the poems pasted on the wine jars were all very elegant and beautiful. She tried a cup of "The Silk Quilt Cannot Withstand the Cold at Five O'clock in the Morning" and immediately felt her whole body frozen.

Xu Shulou poked the white frost on her eyelashes and said, "This effect is a bit too good."

The woman in blue seemed to be thinking about something and wrote down the words "still needs debugging" on the paper.

Bai Roushuang stole a glance and said helplessly, "Are you using us to taste the wine?"

The woman looked up at her: "It's our will."

“…”

It turned out to be a mutual wish, because Bai Roushuang, who had just been frozen, wanted to try the jar of "Thousands of Pear Trees in Bloom" next to her.

Xu Shulou took a cup of "Intent on Getting Drunk", and after drinking it, he actually felt the drunkenness which he had not felt for a long time.

A slight blush appeared on her face, making her look radiant, but the effect of the alcohol came and went quickly, and she soon returned to normal.

Yue'er tried a cup of "My Belt Is Getting Loosener But I Will Never Regret", while Peng Wanxi and Xi Cheng both took a cup of "If Our Love Lasts Forever".

Judging from their expressions, the two kinds of wine seemed to have completely different effects.

The crowd tried several more flavors, including sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and all kinds of flavors. In the end, they had to admire: "Story Brewing is worthy of its reputation."

Before leaving, the woman in blue saw them out and whispered, "Actually, there's a Shiwei Huimian restaurant across the street, which is also our business, but the business isn't very good."

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Let's go check it out now."

The group took advantage of the good mood and went across the street together.

The noodle stew business was indeed not very good. Even Peng Wanxi and Xi Cheng, two people who lived in the City That Never Sleeps, had never heard of it.

A few people came in and came out vomiting half an hour later.

Xu Shulou was puzzled: "Why is there a noodle dish called 'Murderous Heart'?"

When everyone heard her mention this, they recalled the bowl of noodles that was mixed with pig blood, duck blood, pig brains, and cow brain marrow, and had no seasoning, and they couldn't help feeling nauseous again.

Yue Er was even more confused than she was. "Then why on earth did you order it? It doesn't sound like it would taste good."

Xu Shulou looked at her and said, "Would the bowl of 'The Iron Heart of a Unfaithful Man' that you ordered be any better?"

Yue Er rubbed her cheeks and said, "...I didn't expect it to be literally made of iron."

Peng Wanxi said, "The 'Heart of a Doctor' I ordered' was pretty standard and tasted OK, but the walnut kernels mixed in the noodles were a bit weird."

Bai Roushuang and Xi Cheng did not speak. They fell behind, holding onto the wall, still retching.

Xu Shulou went over and handed the two of them some water and mint ointment.

Peng Wanxi looked at Xi Cheng and sighed, "'Confessions of a Cannibal', what did you think? You even tricked Miss Bai into ordering the same thing as you."

"I'm just curious, thinking it can't be real human flesh," Xi Cheng said with a pale face. "Although it's not real, human hands carved out of flour and radish are just as disgusting."

Bai Roushuang glared at him weakly: "Is it as disgusting as my eyeball floating in the bowl of noodles? It's a miracle that this store hasn't been smashed yet."

Xu Shulou looked up at the sky: "We agreed that we should all forget about this matter together."

Everyone agreed: "It's a deal, no one is allowed to mention it again."

———

Xi Cheng and Peng Wanxi continued to walk with them on the street, pointing out interesting shops from time to time: "By the way, that's also a new shop, called 'Palm Pets'."

"Palm pet?" Bai Roushuang, who had read a story about this subject in the mortal world, looked strange. "What is that selling?"

Peng Wanxi quickly explained to her: "I sell spiritual pets."

"Oh, selling a spirit pet is reasonable..." Bai Roushuang was instantly relieved and began to reflect on what was going on in her mind.

Xi Cheng added: "We mainly sell small pets that can be held in the palm of your hand. Most of these pets have weak spiritual power and are not very useful in combat, but they are cute in appearance, so many people buy them for their children."

Inevitably curious, a few people went in to take a look around. These little pets were indeed extremely cute, and each one was lively and active. Bai Roushuang stretched out her finger, and a little white flying dog stretched out its claws to touch her.

Xu Shulou tried not to look any of them in the eye, lest she become tempted and want to take them away to keep them by her side. But the little flying dog enthusiastically landed on her shoulder and nuzzled her face.

Xu Shulou touched it and said, "I'm sorry, I can't take you away."

The little flying dog then flew away with its butt facing her.

Yue'er thought everything was cute. She touched them one by one and couldn't let go.

Bai Roushuang was curious: "Are there any spirit pets in the demon world?"

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with cuteness," Yue'er gestured to her, "I have a yellow-eared cat at home. It looks like a dog, but it's ten times taller and bigger than me, and its fangs are as long as one of my legs."

"…It sounds really powerful."

After they left the pet shop, they wandered around. Bai Roushuang saw a shop with a very gloomy and scary decoration, so she asked, "What does that do?"

"It's a rather special jewelry shop," Peng Wanxi introduced. "Only monks with special requirements will order custom jewelry. As far as I know, the last female monk who came here ordered a set of ruby ​​butterfly hair accessories for counting. Every time she killed someone, she would wear an extra ruby ​​in her hair."

Bai Roushuang smiled and looked at her senior sister: "Do you want to try it?"

Xu Shulou imagined it for a moment and immediately shook his head: "If it's all over my head, it will look so festive. I don't want it."

A full head? That seems quite festive... Wait, did this guy accidentally reveal how many people she has killed?

“…”

Xu Shulou didn't realize why everyone suddenly stopped talking. He looked at the sign of a shop in front of him and said, "There's actually a shop selling clouds?"

A few people entered the shop, and a maid came up to greet them enthusiastically: "Would you like to buy some clouds? Would you like to see auspicious clouds, floating clouds, stratus clouds, misty clouds, dark clouds, or fiery clouds?"

Bai Roushuang touched the fat cloud beside her and asked, "What did you buy this for?"

"You can tie a rope to them and play with them, or you can sit on them and float," the maid explained in a friendly manner, "They are all fresh clouds picked from the sky. We use a special method to add spiritual power to them so that they can maintain their original shape."

"How much is this dark cloud?" Xu Shulou asked.

"Ten high-quality spirit stones for one."

Xi Cheng smacked his lips: "Not cheap."

"One can last a long time, and they are all freshly picked, made and sold. We never sell overnight clouds."

“……”Is there any difference between this thing being fresh and being left overnight?

Xu Shulou looked at the small dark cloud that was still able to bring thunder and rain, and was reluctant to let it go: "Give me one, please."

"Okay, sir, do you want to take it out directly or give it to someone else? If you want to give it to someone else, I will help you pack it up."

"No need, I'll lead you out," Xu Shulou turned around and asked the others, "What kind of clouds do you want? I'll buy them all."

Bai Roushuang picked a fiery cloud, and Yue'er chose a clear cloud.

Peng and Xi declined with a smile, and did not tell them that this was a child's toy to disturb their interest.

After going out, the three of them immediately sat cross-legged on the cloud, which carried them about four feet above the ground.

Peng and Xi each held one or two ropes and walked in front, while Xu Shulou and the other two followed behind, looking very happy.

But Xu Shulou soon began to feel distressed. Every time there was thunder and rain, her dark cloud would disappear into nothingness, and then would slowly condense back to its original shape.

Bai Roushuang invited her to ride on the flaming clouds together.

On the streets of the city that never sleeps, pedestrians occasionally look at them and sigh: "What a happy family of five."

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