The #1 Pretty Boy Of The Immortal Path Chapter 102 - Unruly Temper

Chapter 102 - Unruly Temper

Edited by Molly

Since Xiao Xuan gave them freedom to walk in the royal capital, and Ling Fengxiao came here with a purpose, it was a bit unreasonable not to go out.

So they simply cleaned up and went out.

——Anyway, Ling Fengxiao’s face has undergone a perfect disguise, no one would recognize her, and although Lin Shu’s face was very similar to the face of the boy before he was disguised, he was wearing a veil and was not afraid that someone would recognize him.

Besides, would their acquaintances be here, in the royal capital of Northern Xia?

They went out and no one stopped them.

Turning out towards the street, there was a main road leading to two different directions. At the end of the road, it seemed that the road forked again.

Where should they go?

Lin Shu fell into confusion.

But he wouldn’t be confused for long.

Big Miss said: “This way.”

Lin Shu followed. They walked all the way, turning around the streets and alleys, and there were more and more pedestrians around them. Finally, they came to a long street with shops on both sides, which were very prosperous.

Lin Shu felt that the place was a bit familiar and had seen it when they came.

So, the Big Miss has an accurate map in her mind, which can perfectly restore the route at the time.

Ling Fengxiao said: “Let’s find a restaurant. What do you want to eat?”

Lin Shu looked around, but he didn’t know any of Northern Xia’s food, and said, “Anything is okay.”

Ling Fengxiao: “Then let’s go to the biggest one.”

In the largest restaurant, the lobby was full of guests, the waiter shuttled back and forth, and the aroma of the food was very attractive.

“Two beauties, where do you want to sit?” The waiter came up to greet them.

Ling Fengxiao said: “Private room.”

“All right.” The waiter quickly led them upstairs and took them to their seats.

The private room was separated by a screen, but it did not prevent the guests from seeing the lobby below.

After they took their seats, the waiter took up the dish menu.

The dishes in Southern Xia were mainly light and delicate, with long entrees. However, the dishes here were obviously heavy in oil and salt, and their names were very straightforward and simple.

Ling Fengxiao ordered sweet and sour carp, sixi meatb.a.l.l.s, eight immortal duck and cattail in milk soup, and after a while, they were served one by one. The dishes were fresh and fragrant, which has a unique flavor compared to Southern Xia.

As they were eating, there was a movement in the crowd. Looking down, it turned out that a little girl came in.

The little girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was dressed plainly, described as thin, and she carried a copper pipa that was very heavy at first glance.

——What’s more striking was that she was leading an old man who was faltering, with dark muddy eyes and gray hair.

Across the screen, Lin Shu heard the guest in the next room say to his companion, “Zhao Wei is playing pipa again, and she plays it really well.”

Companion said: “She also looks good.”

He heard them laughing out loud and continued to say: “What can she do for dragging an old man? Her grandfather was able to tell stories two years ago. Now that he is confused, he just stands there stupidly and relies on Zhao Wei to support him.”

According to the meaning of their words, this little girl is called Zhao Wei, and she is here to perform arts.

Then they heard the little girl say, “Ladies and gentlemen, I’ll play a song “Breaking the Array” today, and invite the guests to appreciate it and join me.”

After that, she sat down on a simple wooden stool, picked up the copper pipa, pressed the string with her left hand and plucked with her right hand.

A ‘clang’ sound fell down suddenly, shocking the sky.

Ling Fengxiao said: “She plays well.”

Lin Shu: “Yeah.”

The pipa mostly plays soft and beautiful sounds, but the copper pipa uses a copper wire as the string, and the sound is strong and uncontrollable for ordinary people. This Zhao Wei looks so slender and thin, and he never thought she could play a copper pipa so well.

Just listening to the sound of intense ups and downs, it seemed to soar to the sky, making people excited. When it slowed down, it was like the yellow sand desert, silent and sad, it’s sorrowful.

At the end of the song, Zhao Wei took an iron bowl and walked through the gap between the wine tables. As she walked, she said, “My guest, please if you appreciate it, give me some face.”

She was really good at playing the instrument, and she was also young and sympathetic. Therefore, copper money kept falling into the iron bowl. Although it was not much, it would enable her to eat.

Outsiders watched the scene of bustle, while the experts watched the doorways, and Lin Shu was thinking about her music.

The girl’s music, there was a kind of desolate momentum, there was a kind of ruthlessness, which he did not possess — he could only play the zither according to the music score, with no emotion mixed in.

He had to admit that such a tune was the best one. If the girl could use her spiritual power and attack with the sound of pipa, her attack power would be very strong.

Ling Fengxiao said, “It’s not as good as your zither.”

Lin Shu said: “False praise.”

The Big Miss was occasionally possessed by Mr. Meng, who always praised him as being rare in the sky, and he was almost getting used to it.

After thinking about the song, he looked down and saw that Zhao Wei was in trouble.

“Zhao xiao niang.” A man with a rough voice said, “this piece of music is creaky and crooked. It’s like a saw. What’s the meaning? If you play something nice for me, I’ll give you a silver or two today. ”

One or two silver is worth two hundred coppers.

Zhao Wei asked, “What do you want to hear?”

The man’s eyes were a little lax, and a little drunk. He said: “I heard some b.i.t.c.hes play “Intoxicating Flowers” in the Chunfeng building a few days ago. I think it’s not bad. You’d better play that one too.”

Zhao Wei lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said, “I can’t do it.”

The man burst into a rage, patted the table and said, “Those b.i.t.c.hes can do it, can’t you?”

Zhao Wei held her pipa tightly. Her fingers turned white and she pursed her lips. Her voice trembled slightly: “I haven’t learned, I haven’t learned… their music.”

The man slapped the table hard again. The drunkard could not use logic to judge. It seemed that he was going to strangle Zhao Wei: “Little b.i.t.c.h, do I believe it?”

Zhao Wei bowed her head and said nothing.

The man gave a vicious smile: “I think you look okay. I feel sorry for you. I want to take you back to my house.”

Zhao Wei was shaking all over and looked back at her grandfather.

Her grandfather’s brain was definitely not clear enough to see her look over, and just smiled with a “Ho Ho” , seeming very kind.

Zhao Wei looked back, lowered her head and said nothing.

The man said: “Quick, play it.”

Zhao Wei: “I don’t know.”

The scene was very stiff, and no one made any move or said a word to help Zhao Wei.

Just then, a voice came from the corner of the lobby: “In my opinion, your statement is not appropriate.”

Lin Shu frowned suddenly, she also saw the Big Miss frowning.

He could hear his own heart beat.

There was no reason for him. He was familiar with this voice and tone.

There was a kind of…strength.

When he pa.s.sed by, he only saw a man in a black robe, and could not see his face.

This black robe was often worn by Northern Xia wizards. The black brim covered most of his face, only showing a pale chin and a ferocious and strange tattoo on his right cheek.

The drunk man also looked over and saw that the man who spoke was a wizard. His arrogance suddenly weakened a lot, but he was overwhelmed with alcohol, he often lost his mind and said: “You care about Laozi?”

“First, you are not Zhao Wei’s Laozi, nor my Laozi. The term ‘Laozi’ is unreasonable and very wrong.”

There was a burst of laughter from the spectators around.

Lin Shu looked at the wizard suspiciously.

There were hundreds of kinds of tempers in the world. There were thousands of unruly spirits, which were different from each other.

This person’s strong spirit is somewhat a little familiar to him, which is very strange.

And this voice also felt very familiar, which was even more bizarre.

When he looked at Ling Fengxiao, he saw that Ling Fengxiao’s eyebrows had a deep frown and her eyes were very solemn.

——This is a big deal.

They may have met an acquaintance in the capital city of the enemy country, where it was impossible for them to meet acquaintances.