Daoist Liyue, I live in the Hall of Rebirth!

Since you choose rock and roll, you must have the determination to break the [prejudice], but... is this really good?Will it offend the dead?

Xin Yan shared her worries with Shen Ming.

Shen Ming thought about it, although both Zhongli and himself felt that there was no big problem with this matter, as expected, we should discuss it with Hu Tao.

After all, after all, Hu Tao is the head of the hall, and Zhongli and himself are the guests.

The two ran out from a corner of the square and walked towards Shengtang.

After asking Hu Tao, Hu Tao readily agreed, using her exact words.

"The promotion effect of the hall master alone is very poor. If you can have a prosperous business by holding a concert, you must try it no matter what."

In this way, Hu Tao specially gave Xin Yan a room for writing lyrics and arranging music, and at the same time threw Shen Ming into it.

"Hey! I don't know how to arrange and compose music! It's reasonable to throw Xin Yan in, but what's the point of throwing me in too?" Shen Ming quickly blocked the door that was about to be closed by Walnut with his arms.

"You brought the man back, so you are naturally responsible." Hu Tao said naturally.

"Although there are many flaws in your sentence, I won't say it, hey! Let me out quickly!"

Bang bang bang!

The door was shut tightly.

"Don't worry, I will release you after dinner."

Shen Ming returned to the room weakly, sat on the chair, "Ah..."

"Hey, Shen Ming, I feel like I can start now." Xin Yan giggled, sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding the guitar in her arms.

"By the way, why do you have to choose such a closed environment to create, and you have to lock the door." Shen Ming complained.

Locking the door was of course not Hu Tao's idea, but Xin Yan's own request.

"Don't you think it's cool?" Xin Yan waved his fist, "Lock yourself in the room and feel the depression. Only when the depression is enough will the feeling of resistance be real, and the songs you write will be real." Very tasty!"

"Alright, alright, let's create, I won't bother you anymore." Shen Ming rested his hands on the back of the chair in a dull manner.

hum-

Another burst of manic metal solo.

"Stop, stop, stop, said to be popular, don't you think this paragraph is too hardcore?" Shen Ming said, and suddenly waved his hand, "Oh, forget it, you can create first, it's okay? Disturb you."

hum-

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

Shen Ming's ears were brutally trampled.

It’s not that he’s not aesthetically pleasing, but because of environmental factors. The devastation is in a physical sense. The room used for creation is not very big. Rocking in such a small room feels really different from being in a square.

"No fire!"

"Keep your voice down..."

"This won't work. Rock and roll really needs to be done loudly, to be passionate enough!" Although Xin Yan gave up using flames to help him under Shen Ming's reminder, there was still a problem with the volume.Xin Yan didn't intend to listen to Shen Ming's words.

In short, when the room rang three or four times in a row, and Hu Tao asked two people to come out for dinner, Shen Ming felt that the eardrums were not his own.

"Shen Ming, what's wrong with you?" Hu Tao looked at Shen Ming suspiciously.

"Ah? What did you say?" Shen Ming moved his ear closer.

Hu Tao stretched out her hand to pinch Shen Ming's ear, and moved her mouth closer.

"It's time to eat!!!!"

"Oh oh oh ok ok, I got it, I got it!" Shen Ming's head buzzed, and he finally regained consciousness a little.

"How are you doing?" Hu Tao looked at Xin Yan expectantly.

"Hmm...the situation is not very good, and there is no inspiration at all." Xin Yan scratched his head and said a little depressed.

"It's okay, it's nothing like inspiration, you can eat it in one meal! Today I bought a lot of delicious food from Wanmintang!" Hu Tao.

"Oh?! Wanmintang? Is it Chef Xiangling's? That's too rock and roll! It's on fire!" Xin Yan was enthusiastic.

Chapter 32 The Punishment of Salt

The next day, Shen Ming and Xin Yan took the initiative to run out, maybe even Xin Yan couldn't write anything good behind closed doors.

Xin Yan wanted to collect materials alone, and Shen Ming also chose a different direction from Xin Yan.

Apart from trying to make the Hall of Past Life more lively, Shen Ming actually has one more thing in mind, and that is the two remaining requirements of the people of Liyue.

If these two requirements were not fulfilled sooner, Shen Ming would always think about it in his heart, making it uncomfortable to do anything.

It just so happened that Xin Yan went out to gather materials today, and it was not Shen Ming's turn to talk about it several times a week in the Tomorrow Hall, and there was nothing else that Shen Ming needed to do.

This happens to be prime time to address the remaining two issues.

As for how to fulfill the remaining two requirements of the people of Liyue, that is of course fortune-telling.

Hanging up the name on West Street, those who come to tell the fortune must be troubled, or ask Shen Ming, as long as he solves the corresponding problem, then the contract will be considered as completed once.

Is the problem difficult?

Just kidding, what problems can ordinary people have?

People who come to look for me in Liyue Port are nothing more than asking for money, or looking for good health, marriage, etc. These things are easy to talk about, and at most two blessing charms are almost enough.

Isn't this simpler than the task that Mr. Zhongli sent him?

Shen Ming thought so, so he did the same.

boom!

Sitting cross-legged on Northwest Street, a wooden pole is inserted, and the white flag is fluttering.

[The iron mouth is broken, one Samora]

Shen Ming just sat leisurely like this, completely ignoring the faint gazes of the people around him.

He knew that if he set up a stall like this, he would definitely provoke frequent discussions from others, but it didn't matter, and he didn't set up a stall for business.

Small meaning small meaning.

Many of the people coming and going saw Shen Ming's booth and discussed quietly.

It may be that Shen Ming doesn't seem like a person who is capable of telling the truth, and he doesn't have much prestige, or maybe he thinks that Shen Ming is not a fairy and unreliable, anyway, no one dares to come up and give it a try.

But it doesn't matter, Shen Ming only needs two customers, the demand is very small, it doesn't matter how long he waits.

Seeing that Shen Ming didn't move at all, some people who still had their own affairs left one after another. Seeing that some people left, some people who were watching the fun lost their interest.

The flow of people quickly returned to normal.

Shen Ming settled down on the cushion beside him, closed his eyes and meditated.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly my heart moved, I opened my eyes, and two pairs of shoes appeared in front of Shen Ming's eyes.

"You come out to tell fortunes at such a young age? Can you be accurate?"

Shen Ming looked up.

Ouch, isn't this the autumn duo?

"Are you embarrassed to say me? I am 20 this year, and you two look like people in the world, but you don't want to think about how old you are?"

"I come from a family of exorcising evil spirits. I have practiced martial arts and spells since I was a child. Age cannot measure my abilities." Chong Yun said to Shen Ming while nibbling on an ice cream.

"Do you count? Don't disturb my business." Shen Ming waved his hand.

"Forget it, why not?"

Originally Chongyun was going to leave to make room for Shen Ming, but Keqiu suddenly grabbed him and opened the fan with a snap.

"You bastard, are you going to do something evil again?" Chongyun frowned, but Xingqiu pulled him, but he still didn't leave.

"I'm just a scholar, what bad thoughts can a scholar have?" Xingqiu said, shaking his folding fan.

As he spoke, he handed Shen Ming three moras.

"Count me in."

"What do you want?" Shen Ming picked up Mo La.

"Anything, anything is fine, let's count my background."

"Okay, what's your name?" Even if you pretend, you have to pretend, otherwise some things can't be explained by fortune telling.

"Xingqiu."

"My name is Chongyun."

Shen Ming waved the money pretendingly, then stood up.

"Xingqiu, son of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, rich in wealth, fond of reading and taking risks, disciple of Guhua sect; Chongyun, from a family of exorcising evil spirits, born with a pure yang body..." Shen Ming said emotionlessly, He didn't even have to count them.

"Stop, stop, needless to say, needless to say!" Xing Qiu said quickly, he had already seen the attention of pedestrians coming here.

"It's ok, I have a few tricks." Chongyun also walked over with interest and approached.

After speaking, he pulled out a big bag of Mora.

"Master, can you do me a favor?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ming's heart tightened. He really came here to ask for a task today, but Chong Yun...

Well, let's see what he says.

"What's busy?" Shen Ming asked.

"Since you can figure out the specific information about us, why don't you help me figure out where the monster that can hold my pure Yang body is!"

"As an exorcist alchemist, I have never seen a monster since I was a child, and I have never had any actual combat experience. What a pity." After finishing speaking, Chong Yun looked at Shen Ming expectantly.

"Sorry, I might not... ouch!!!" Shen Ming suddenly sprayed salt in his nostrils.

"Ah? What's the matter with you?" Xing Qiu and Chong Yun were shocked, and hurried to help, only to find that there were grains of salt dripping from Shen Ming's nose and mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay, I promise you, I will seriously help you find it."

Shen Ming couldn't control his physiological reaction at all. Under the strong stimulation of salt, his nose flowed, tears flowed, and he retched constantly.

"It's not a question of whether to answer or not, it's because you have something to do now!" The two of them were in a hurry to carry Shen Ming away.

"No, just let me take it easy." At this moment, Shen Ming finally came to his senses.

The feeling of salt filling his throat and nasal cavity in one breath is more terrifying than being filled with water, and now Shen Ming's head is still numb.

"Ah..." Shen Ming held his head, gritted his teeth and paused for a while before saying, "Leave your contact information, I'll let you know when I find it."

"Really?" the two asked.

"It's really fine." Shen Ming shook his head.

"Then if you really find it, go to Feiyun Chamber of Commerce to find us." Seeing that Shen Ming had recovered almost, the two left slowly, not forgetting to say hello before leaving.

Fortunately, the punishment of salt has not really begun.

Shen Ming shook his head and smiled wryly.

No matter what, this god is still a god after all, the contract is the bottom line, and no one who violates the contract will end well.

Dialogue with God, contract with God, every detail should be carefully considered.

"Ah... a ghost who can hold the body of Chongyun and Pure Yang." Shen Ming had a headache, not because he couldn't find it, but he could find it if he looked for it, it's just that the time is running out.

Whether it's Liuyao or Qimen Dunjia, if you want to find a certain item, you can't directly give the specific address, it will only be a vague hexagram, and then you can interpret it yourself.

Like Qi Men Duan Gua, first judge whether there is one, and if so, which position it is in the Nine Palaces. The nine grids in the Nine Palaces are the nine positions in reality including your own center.

After judging the location, judge when to find it, and when it can be found, and finally judge what the specific marker of the location is.

Anyway, there is no option to directly tell you the address in these processes. If you want to guarantee the completion of the commission, you have to find it honestly.

Chapter 33 Go to sea

After accepting Chongyun and Xingqiu's request, Shen Ming removed the booth and ran to the pavilion on the upper floor.

Is it because Shen Ming doesn't want to continue posing, but because the Qianyan army has already noticed Shen Ming's side.