Acting for the gods

Chapter 447 Silly Bird
Bishengju is the top restaurant in Chang'an. Many dignitaries, nobles and children of aristocratic families like to taste delicious food here.

The price is naturally high, an ordinary meal costs at least 20 taels of silver, which makes ordinary people daunted.

Jiang Fan is rich and powerful, so naturally he doesn't care about money. After entering Bisheng Residence, he found a private room and asked Xiao Er to serve some signature dishes.

As for the drink, Jiang Fan didn't want it.

Sitting by the window, you can see the lively situation in the hall below.

Now is the warm season of early spring, and the clothes of Tang people are relatively simple and plain. Most of the men are wearing tight sleeves and short lined flat shoes, which look extraordinarily neat.

Occasionally, there are men with wide sleeves, the cuffs are cut off to the extreme, and the hands are hanging outside the sleeves, so that it is convenient to pull out the sharp sword in the waist sheath at any time.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were quite martial arts, but even if they had never practiced martial arts, the children of high-ranking officials would still wear swords, and even civil servants above the imperial court would punch people with their fists when they were in a hurry.

Women in Chang’an also dress in simple and plain clothes, and some women and girls in the hall actually bare their arms outside their sarong sleeves. Some even more charming young women boldly wear tube tops to go out and enter the room, attracting attention. .

There were people coming and going in the hall, not only Tang people, but also barbarians with bare chests, officials of the Moonland Kingdom wearing winged caps, businessmen from the Southern Jin Dynasty, swordsmen from the Western Chu, and so on.

The private room on the second floor was relatively quiet. Jiang Fan ate the freshly baked Pisheng Roasted Duck Cake. He felt that the taste was not bad. The meat was tender and the dough was crispy and delicious.

Looking at the familiar platter of food, combined with the name of Bishengju, Jiang Fan suspected that before Ning Que and himself, there would be other traversers in the night world?
But this has nothing to do with Jiang Fan. Even if there are other traversers, as long as they don't hinder him, they can be at peace.

When Jiang Fan was eating, there was a sound of silk and bamboo in the next room, with a melodious melody.

The environment is good, the taste is good, and the atmosphere is good. No wonder Bishengju can become an Internet celebrity restaurant in Chang'an.

But there are many people, so there are many right and wrong.

Just as Jiang Fan finished his meal and was about to pay the bill, there was a loud noise from below.

"Miss Yun'er is my guest, it's still too late for you to apologize now."

"Why should I apologize, but I accidentally touched her, so what can you do?"

"Hmph! If you want to die, accept my challenge if you have the guts to fight!"

In the crowd, two young men with swords on their waists were glaring at each other. One of them drew his sword and cut off his right sleeve and threw it at the man opposite.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Not to be outdone, the man on the opposite side also drew his sword, cut off his right sleeve, and threw it on the ground.

This is the rule of dueling in the Tang Dynasty. Cutting the sleeves represents a challenge. If you accept the challenge, you can cut off a piece of your own sleeves.

This kind of duel is called a live game, as long as the winner is determined.

If the two do not fight endlessly to the death, it is called a dead end and needs to be confirmed by the government.

The challenger to a dead end cuts his own left palm, and if the opponent accepts, he does the same.

Of course, you don't have to accept challenges from others, but you will be ridiculed.

The two men knew that the water in Bishengju was very deep, so they didn't dare to fight on the spot, and tacitly went to the open space outside to have a duel.

A group of spectators were taken away.

Jiang Fan looked at it, and found that it was completely pecking at each other, which was meaningless.

When leaving Bisheng Residence, the clerk at the door gave Jiang Fan a small gift.

This familiar routine made Jiang Fan feel that the boss of Bishengju was a time traveler.

In the afternoon, Jiang Fan came to Suzaku Avenue leading to the Northern Palace.

The road here is wide, beautiful and solemn. Jiang Fan looked at the Suzaku on the archway and felt a sudden palpitation.

In Jiang Fan's eyes, the portrait of Suzaku carved in the middle of the avenue was staring at him without anger, as if he wanted to fly up from among the rocks and kill him.

"Silly bird."

Jiang Fan stood still, but his eyes were full of sword intent.

The flow of people and noise around seemed to disappear at this moment. In the world, only Suzaku standing out from the stone carvings was left, looking at Jiang Fan standing with his sword in the distance.

"Chirp~"

Suzaku croaked, its eyes were red, its fiery red wings flapped, and it whizzed away with a gust of wind.

A large dark cloud rolled in the sky, and the thunder roared, as if countless thunderbolts were about to fall.

Jiang Fan stood on the bluestone-paved street, watching Suzaku flying down, raised his hand and held it, a golden giant sword emerged out of thin air.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the five-foot-long giant sword fell into his hand. The brilliance of the sword flowed, as if it was flowing, with the might of killing gods!

He didn't know why Suzaku woke up and why he attacked him, but since the other party made a move, he wouldn't sit still.

"Jianba!"

Jiang Fan gave a low voice, and swung the huge sword. The golden light on the blade was like a flash of lightning across the sky.

There was a flash of golden light, and an incomparably huge sword energy pierced through the air, directly bombarding Suzaku.

"Chirp~"

Suzaku screamed, and the fire feathers fell all over the sky, and then the void shattered like glass.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Fan was still standing in the middle of the road, and the noisy voice came to his ears, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is an extra sword mark on the body of the Suzaku statue.

at the same time.

Yan Se, who was being summoned by the red sleeves to drink flower wine, suddenly sat up from the beauty's arms.

"broken!"

With an exclamation, Yan Se ran out of the red sleeve move and got into her carriage.

"Suzaku Avenue, hurry up!"

Yan Se's tone was rather urgent, and those who didn't know it thought he was planning to go whoring for nothing.

Uh, well, Yan Se did not pay.

But the boss of Hongxiu Zhao didn't panic at all, because Yan Se was the master of the south gate of Haotian Road, the brother of Li Qingshan, the master of the Tang Dynasty, and the number one magician master in the world.

With such a status, the boss of Hongxiuzhao is not afraid at all that Yan Se, a bad old man, will repudiate his debts.

On the carriage, Yan Se frowned, cursing: "What a guy you don't worry about!"

Apart from the support of the academy, a large part of the reason why the Tang Kingdom has been able to stand for thousands of years and become the most powerful country in the world is because of the blessing of the Shocking God Formation.

The Shocking God Formation was set up by the Master at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and the Suzaku is an ancient divine beast that sits in the capital and can strengthen the role of the Shocking God Formation, so the Suzaku is also used as the eye of the formation and is placed on Suzaku Street.

Yan Se has sensed that the person who hurt Suzaku just now is the person who broke into the sixth realm on Beishan Road not long ago.

Now I am so angry that I want to scold my mother.

Yan Se is dissolute and unrestrained, acts eclecticly, enters the Tao with pure yang, regards women as bones, but likes to visit brothels and play in the world of mortals, her cultivation is unpredictable.

It seems to be very inconspicuous, but Yan Se has a strong sense of responsibility. His duty is to host the Shocking Array and guard Chang'an City. He didn't expect to drink wine, and suddenly felt that Suzaku was chopped down. It's strange not to be in a hurry .

(End of this chapter)