Fairy gift

The group of guys who are fooling around outside are called back, we will have a party in the Hall of Rest tonight and we will not get drunk or return. "

What the hell is fooling around?What have you brothers experienced all these years?Tang Zhu suppressed his curiosity, thinking that he would know when he saw them at night.

As soon as he heard that he was going to stay in the Palace of Rest without getting drunk or returning home, Tang Zhu subconsciously refused, "No."

"why?"

"It made the whole room in Xizhi Palace smell like wine, the master will be unhappy if he finds out."

"...Master will not go to the Hall of Rest..."

"What if the master wants to visit me secretly."

Looking at Tang Zhu's earnest eyes, Jiang Qieye really didn't want to destroy his beautiful fantasy.

After all, he thought that his master would never sneak into his bedroom to visit him, even if the other party was Tang Zhu... Uh, maybe, maybe, it's impossible, right?

"Okay, then let's meet at the gazebo on Fengchi Cliff."

"It's a word."

76. Rumors are flying everywhere

◎The reputation is very loud, everyone must guard against it◎

Tang Zhu borrowed a Grass Lantern Spirit from Jiang Qieye, asking him to help deliver a message to Yun Piaoji, and then hurried down the mountain to Qing'an Town at the foot of Luojia Mountain.

As soon as I came to the town, I could smell the aroma of all kinds of food, steaming steamed buns, brightly colored hair cakes on the roadside stalls, and candied haws wrapped in red sugar, sour and sweet, crystal clear in the sun.

Tang Zhu took out the money he begged from Jiang Qieye and bought a lot of food to satisfy his appetite.Before being a paper man, he couldn't eat anything, but later he could eat but couldn't open his belly to eat and drink, so this time he must eat enough.

He swallowed the last candied haws, and before wiping off the bright red sugar juice from the corner of his mouth, he picked up the fat cake in the paper bag and ate it.After taking two bites, he saw a few beggars on the side of the road staring at him greedily. He hesitated for a while, then quickly stuffed the cake into his mouth, and wrapped it in his mouth when he couldn't swallow it for a while.

When the few beggars saw his actions, they immediately showed disappointment.They haven't gotten anything since this morning, and they are so hungry, Tang Zhu passed by them with a lot of food in his arms, but his clothes showed that he was not low status, so no one dared to ask for anything. Mao rashly stepped forward to beg.

When Tang Zhu stopped, they thought that Tang Zhu was kind enough to give them the cakes that were on his lips, but this man actually... made them look like robbers who would grab the cakes from him.

"Hey, these things are all for you." Tang Zhu gave them the untouched food left in his arms.

He also specially helped them distribute food to ensure that everyone has something to eat and will not be hungry.

Several little beggars were holding delicious food, tears were rolling in the box, they knew that they had misunderstood, but they didn't expect Tang Zhu to actually give them the food.

Tang Zhu patted the head of the youngest girl, and was about to turn around to leave when several children surrounded him and thanked him repeatedly.

Tang Zhu looked east and west on the street, bought the interesting ones he saw, and bought a lot of small gifts to bring back to his master and brothers.

Suddenly there was a shop hanging a sign in front of him. Before he could see clearly, everyone around him put down their things and rushed to the front of the shop.

Tang Zhu felt baffled, "The business of that store is so hot? What do you do?"

The question he asked was not answered, Tang Zhu turned around strangely, not to mention that the customers who were picking things together just now disappeared, even the small vendors doing business also disappeared.Looking at the door of the store, there was already a long queue in front of the door, and the vendor owner was standing in the middle of the queue.

"Could it be that that store buys delicacies that are available in heaven and earth, otherwise why would so many people buy them?" He said to himself.

Driven by curiosity, Tang Zhu walked over there with a lot of difficulty holding a lot of things, and looked at the sign above, which read: Baizhuo Study.

One after another, people came out of the shop holding pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

It was in stark contrast to Tang Zhu who was standing in the middle of the road, holding a few colorful paper boxes.

Tang Zhu's thoughts condensed for a moment, before he let out a sigh: "As expected of a town built at the foot of Xianmen Mountain, the folk customs are so good, and everyone loves to study!"

To tell the truth, Tang Zhu felt very relieved, he never thought that Xianmen even saved the people in the town.

But when Tang Zhu witnessed the next scene, this thought was completely thrown away.

After shopping, everyone didn’t intend to take it home, but immediately found an open space to spread the rice paper neatly, brushes dipped in ink and waved wildly on the paper, and the streets were full of people with their heads buried in ink, It is magnificent to look at.

A piece of paper is laid out next to each other for several streets, and you can smell the smell of ink all the way.

Tang Zhu was so shocked that he was speechless.

What is the situation?Can someone explain it to him?

At that time, there were not so many people who changed their careers to literature, and the talents of various schools withered. It has only been 100 years since everyone has become a literati?

Tang Zhu stepped forward curiously and looked at it. His whole body was petrified, and he didn't feel any pain when the box fell and hit his head.

"Hey, brother, do you want to..."

"Wow!"

A gray figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and anyone who saw it would be shocked. Tang Zhu was so frightened that he couldn't hold the box firmly. It hit the unlucky guy who asked aloud just now.

The young man's clean white clothes were stained with peanut oil stains, and there were a few golden spots on the clothes. On his head was a snowflake crisp, and Tang Zhu's thousand picks were fixed on the arms that had not been put down in mid-air. A fine piece of fabric that has been around for a long time.There was a pile of small things made of wood scattered on the ground. The most terrifying thing was that there was a complete paper bag lying on the ground, but a sticky liquid leaked from the gap, and the liquid slowly flowed to the sole of the shoe.

"Damn it! What is it?! It's disgusting!" The man yelled strangely, and jumped to the side.

"The sugar coating of the candied haws has melted." Tang Zhu kicked the paper bag away, successfully preventing the sugar juice from getting on the edge of the shoe. "Don't make a fuss." He said and pulled the white paper in his hand to cover all the bright red syrup.

The young man is the owner of the study, his name is Hong Chen. He came to settle in Qing'an Town a year ago and started a business of selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones.However, the business has been deserted, the front of the study is deserted, and there are not many people visiting from morning till night.

Thanks to the blessing of a certain important person in Xianmen, his family's business has suddenly improved. These days, the outside of the study is always crowded with people scrambling to buy paper and pens.Today all the papers are sold out and there is only the last one left. I happened to see Tang Zhu when I went out and thought he was also here to buy blank paper, so I walked over happily and sold the last one to him, but he took the blank paper and covered it on the ground , Let the dusty sugar juice stick to it, let alone step on it willfully.

"Why are you ruining my paper?!" He roared with red eyes, which really scared Tang Zhu.

Tang Zhu carefully moved his feet away, turned his face away and pretended not to see the two obvious footprints left on the paper.Under Hong Chen's glaring gaze, he knelt down guiltily and wanted to pick up the white paper and return it to him, but the sugar juice cooled and solidified, and he held on to the white paper. .

"Brother, don't worry. I know that this white paper is specially made by Xianmen, and it is full of fairy spirit." Tang Zhu patted Hong Chen on the shoulder, and assured him confidently: "I am from Xianmen. Where did you come from, how about I compensate you a hundred times later?"

After listening, Hong Chen asked blankly: "Aren't you here to buy blank paper?"

Tang Zhu glanced at him, shook his head and said, "No."

Hong Chen waved his sleeves and exclaimed about bad luck, then turned around and was about to go back to the shop, when he was about to walk away, he heard Tang Zhu ask, "What happened in the town? Why do everyone buy paper for painting?"

Well, that's right, it's painting.

Just now when he looked all the way over, there wasn't even a small word on the paper, but there were a lot of very eye-catching ghostly symbols, that style of painting, that coloring... ouch, it's just too horrible to look at!

"Actually, I don't know the reason, but there is a gossip, can you listen to it?"

This obviously aroused Tang Zhu's desire to gossip, and of course it would be useless not to listen to what he said.Tang Zhu not only urged: "Don't be tricky, speak up quickly! Be careful that half of your tongue will be left after you speak."

Hong Chen: "..." If you want to hear gossip, you can just say it, why do you have to be so vicious?

Tang Zhu took out the snacks he ate while watching the play from his pocket, and waited for the next article with great interest.

Amidst his chewing sound, Hong Chen said: "I heard that a big man appeared in Xianmen recently, and everyone came to my study because of him."

"and then?"

"And the rest, I don't know."

Tang Zhu was speechless.

What is the meaning of telling half of this story?Aren't you afraid your tongue will rot?What a waste of his expression, it's rare for me to listen to the story seriously.

However, the important person he mentioned caught his attention.

In the past few days, there have been quite a few people coming from the Immortal Gate. Apart from myself, I know the others, but I don't know who they refer to.

These days, people who listen to gossip are far less than those who talk about gossip. People who really know how to gossip will always stick to one purpose, that is, the raging fire of gossip must be burned to the end!

A man pretending to be mysterious came in and said enthusiastically to them: "You don't know that big man in Xianmen?!"