Fairy gift

"That man speaks volumes!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Fusu's shout and rushed out frantically, and bumped into Lan Shi who was walking towards this side as soon as he went out.

Lan Shi looked at Tang Zhu's fiery back, rubbed his aching chest with a puzzled expression, "I'm not here for a while and something happened? Why is he in such a hurry?"

Fu Su rushed to Lan Shi who was standing stupidly at the door and shouted: "Ziying, go and stop your little uncle, don't let him leave the fairy gate!"

"what?"

"Don't stand still, it will be too late!"

"Oh, okay, I'll go right away." Lan Shi saw his father so nervous for the first time, and realized that something serious must have happened to make Tang Zhu and Fusu lose their composure at the same time.

But even though Lan Shi chased him all the way with vigorous steps, it was still too late. The disciple guarding the gate said that Tang Zhu had already gone down the mountain, and Lan Shi couldn't chase him at this moment.

Seeing that Lan Shi came back alone, Fusu knew that Tang Zhu was definitely not at the master's school right now without asking.

Fusu hurriedly asked Lanshi to report Tang Zhu's descent to the head of the sect, and asked the head to send someone to hurry up and stop Tang Zhu on the way.

Fusu's nervous appearance really frightened the other three people. After Tang Zhu left as if he had changed, they probably understood that Tang Zhu's change had something to do with Yan Youzhao. He couldn't help worrying that Tang Zhu might encounter danger if he went there.

Especially Yun Piaoji, he regretted not stopping Tang Zhu in the first place.

Yun Piaoji couldn't stay for a second, he begged a few grass lantern spirits from Fusu, and then hurriedly left a sentence: "Please tell me everything between Tang Zhu and Yan Youzhao." After turning around and leaving, I didn't even know that I tripped over the chair before leaving.

112. Shangyuan Night Tour

◎Hundreds of lights in the imperial city, all the people bless the night walk◎

The ancient capital Xianyang.

Today is the Shangyuan Festival.

I don't know where Tang Zhu heard that the elder brother who has never shown up is the prince, who secretly ran away in the dark and went all the way north to the imperial city without telling the teacher.

The imperial city of Xianyang is brightly lit at night and crowded with people.

There are many people around the front, they are watching the juggling.Tang Zhu learned a lot of spells in the teacher's school and could conjure one or two gadgets, but in the end it was the magic that conjured things that were not real. He didn't know if the things conjured up by tricks were real or not, so he came forward to experience spells and tricks What is the difference.

As soon as he squeezed in front of the crowd, he saw a round, honest-looking little fat man fall in front of him.

The lively fire butterflies all over the sky seemed to be sucked out of life silently, and fell one after another like dead leaves. People around screamed and retreated, and the scene was once chaotic.

Everyone retreated to a safe place, except for the little fat man who was still struggling to stand up slowly. His movements were too slow, and when the fire butterfly was about to fall on him, Tang Zhu secretly cast a spell, using the ice soul technique Condensing the flames on the fire butterfly, the frozen fire butterfly hit the ground motionless like hail.

The little fat man let out a sigh of relief.

It just so happened that someone stretched out a hand as if to pull him up. He looked up and saw the friendly smile on the other person's face, so he stretched out his hand and held it back to use his strength to stand up.

"Little Pangpang, it seems that your tricks are not very good." Tang Zhu's tone was somewhat regretful.

He thought he would be able to see a wonderful performance, but he didn't expect to see a wonderful performance, and almost witnessed a tragic murder with his own eyes.

The little fat man said unconvinced; "You can insult me ​​but not my ability!" He looked down at his scratched palms, feeling more and more aggrieved. Make trouble, my Fire Butterfly won't become like this."

The young master, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and behaved a little frivolously, spoke up. He said: "Today is a great day blessed by the heavenly officials. You are deceiving and fooling the people in the city. I demolished your platform in public. It's normal for you not to be convinced. Come and compete with my friend, what's the matter with suing?"

A little arrogant.

Even though the passers-by around pointed at him, he didn't care and continued to talk to himself confidently. It was really too frivolous to know the heights of heaven and earth, but Tang Zhu didn't have the slightest dislike for him.

Tang Zhu: "My lord, since you know that today is the time for the Son of Heaven and the blessing of the Heavenly Official to travel, why do you still have to make trouble?"

"Who are you? Seeing that you are dressed in a strange way and don't look like a Taoist priest, oh! I know, you are a bumpkin who jumped out of the barbarian land, so stupid that you can't even distinguish between tricks and spells, so you defend this guy like this."

Everyone laughed loudly after hearing this, and then looked at Tang Zhu with a bit of disdain in their eyes.

"What a sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued young master." Tang Zhu had seen someone who was more eloquent than Senior Brother Yin. Compared to him, Senior Brother Yin was just a fool and a talker.

He thought he was right, Tang Zhu was just an ignorant countryman, so he became even more proud.He called out the man standing behind him, "Come on, show them what real spells are."

This man looked a few years older than him, his outline was gentle and his face was like white jade, his robes were more snowy, and he had the air of a fairy.

However, gentleness is just an appearance, he can fool other people and even his colleagues, but he can't fool Tang Zhu's eyes.

Tang Zhu took a careful look at him secretly, and found that there was no Taoist logo on his clothes, and he was not a Taoist, presumably.In Xianyang City, only Taoists can practice spells, besides the mysterious elder brother of his own family, and the person in front of him obviously does not have the inner strength of the immortal sect, which means that he is not a senior elder brother, so he is neither a Taoist priest nor a Taoist priest. But he knows spells. Could it be that he is a disciple of another sect in the world of cultivating immortals, who concealed his identity and sneaked into Xianyang City like himself?

The man placed three puppets on the ground, and in front of everyone, he used spells to draw veins and veins on them, to produce blood and flesh, and to transform into clothes woven with hundreds of feathers.In an instant, the three naked puppets turned into three beauties with the same appearance and figure.

"Oh, look, the wood has become a living person, and the expression can still move. It looks like a real person."

There were exclamations from the crowd one after another.

"Wow! It's amazing!"

"This is simply a fairy spell, a fairy descending to the mortal world!"

The "beauties" have shy eyes, lightly move their lotus steps, flutter their feathers, and dance lightly. Everyone's eyes are attracted by them, and they are fascinated by them.

The corners of Tang Zhu's lips raised slightly, he looked at the dumbfounded little fat man beside him, and said, "Is it eye-opening?"

"Ah?" The little fat man stared at the front without blinking his eyelids.

Tang Zhu saw that his soul was drifting away, and he didn't listen to what he said seriously at all, only knowing to subconsciously respond.Tang Zhu patted the back of his head, pulling his soul back, "My head is full of filthy thoughts, be careful that your soul is lured to places where it shouldn't be."

"what are you talking about?"

"Oh, forget it if you don't understand." Tang Zhu waved his hand nonchalantly, "What do you think after seeing it? Do you think these wooden figures are so beautiful, and wish to stare at them forever?"

The little fat man blushed, "Brother, don't make fun of me. I'm not an idiot, why don't I keep warm and alive people, I have to guard the wooden people to live."

"It's a good thing you're not hopelessly stupid."

Compared with other people who have lost their souls, this little fat man is indeed a bit incompetent, not being seduced by beauty is enough to show that he has a firm heart.

The words of their conversation fell into the man's ears.

The man looked around Tang Zhu for a moment, and then slowly said: "It seems that my eyes have delayed the beauty of the city today, and I didn't even recognize the Taoist standing in front of me."

Tang Zhu smiled and said nothing.

"The next word is clear, dare to ask the son's name?"

The young man from before came over and said, "Do you know each other?"

Tang Zhu ignored him, but said to Yan Youzhao: "You are wrong, we are not in the same path, because you are not using authentic magic."

Yan Youzhao's face suddenly changed.

"You said that I didn't use spells, what evidence do you have?"

"False magic doesn't need evidence to prove it, you just need to use real magic to expose its true colors."

Tang Zhu picked up a few stones from the ground and hit them on the "beauties". They immediately stopped dancing, shed their flesh and blood, and turned back into wooden figures, and the gorgeous and exquisite feathers on their bodies also turned into clouds and disappeared.

"Hehe, Yan Youzhao, you have met your opponent this time, right?!"

"Master, you are right. You Zhao has indeed met his opponent this time. This young master has seen through my puppet technique from the very beginning, and even destroyed my puppet mechanism in the simplest way."

"It seems that we did not do anything in vain this time. This Shangyuan Festival is really interesting."

"Yes."

Tang Zhu listened to their conversation without changing his expression, and when he heard Yan Youzhao calling the young master his master, the smile on his face froze for a moment.There are very few people who know puppetry in today's world. This kind of people are arrogant and always like to walk alone, and even choose to live in places far away from human habitation. This actually has something to do with the rules of the world of cultivating immortals.

It is a good thing that puppet art has achieved great success in the early years, but it is a pity that people with evil thoughts used it to practice it to harm the common people. A hundred years may not have a puppet walking.

He didn't expect to see puppets in Xianyang City, and saw three puppets at the same time. Tang Zhu didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.What surprised Tang Zhu even more was that Yan Youzhao actually called the man his master. It seems that this frivolous young man has an unusual background.

The man seemed to see through Tang Zhu's mind, smiled secretly, approached and whispered to Tang Zhu, "No immortal cultivators are allowed in the imperial city except Taoists. Do you know that you are in danger."