Chapter 76 Xiaoxiang Qiuyu
Su Yanjun is indeed a well-informed and ultimate foodie, and the food she recommends to Liu Sheng has never failed.
The mutton soup she took Liu Sheng to drink this time was really delicious. Liu Sheng was not satisfied with the mutton soup, so he ordered braised lamb, roasted lamb kidneys, and cold lamb tripe. After eating three pancakes, I returned happily under the moonlight.
Then as soon as he entered the hall, he saw Miss Wen's extremely sad face. Liu Sheng was so frightened that he took half a step back and stepped out of the threshold.
"Are you finally willing to come back?" Wen Weilan said coolly.
"We promised to meet in the moonlight above the willow tree. Now, the moon has passed over the willow tree."
Liu Sheng quickly apologized. It was true that she was too greedy and delayed for a quarter of an hour. She quickly took out what she had specially bought for him. Wen Weilan and Cuicui's mutton buns diverted her attention.
Fortunately, the meat buns had an attractive aroma. Wen Weilan immediately forgot about blaming Liu Sheng and took them to eat on his own.
"Oops, it's a little late, let's go quickly." Wen Weilan reluctantly put the two buns left for Cuicui on the table in the flower hall, took out a disguise talisman and handed it to Liu Sheng. "Change your face first."
This was Liu Sheng's first time using the disguise talisman. It was quite novel. He looked left and right before activating the talisman with his aura.
Suddenly, a cool feeling flowed out from the spell and attached to Liu Sheng's face.
Wen Weilan placed the mirror in front of Liu Sheng. Liu Sheng looked at the mirror and controlled her aura to adjust her facial features slightly, turning into a mature and ordinary-looking woman, and nodded with satisfaction.
People always long for what they don’t have, just like the baby-faced Liu Sheng always wants to have a mature face.
Now she finally doesn't need the spell activator, but Wen Weilan needs this thing instead. Without any psychological burden, she takes out the spell activator and brushes it a few times to disguise herself into a slightly dark-skinned person. Round-faced woman.
Originally, Liu Sheng also mentioned to Wen Weilan that he had another way of practice and asked her if she wanted to try it.
Since Wen Weilan has lost his spirituality, he can no longer practice spiritual communication.
And the toughness is enough.
Had it not been for Wen Weilan's high resilience, he would have lost his mind in the torture of those illusions. Just look at the reaction of the person who fell into the illusion for the first time.
So, Liu Sheng thought why not give it a try?
But after Wen Weilan learned about it in detail, he actually rejected Liu Sheng's kindness.
"Although I don't know where you got this method, it just sounds like you are going to the outside world to communicate spiritual energy. It feels very weird. This only means that the spiritual energy in this world cannot be used by you, and the spiritual energy comes from the Supreme God. Given the gift, is it conceivable that the Supreme God does not approve of this method of practice?”
Wen Weilan’s deep-rooted belief since childhood made her not mentally ready to betray the Supreme God.
I don’t know why, but Liu Sheng chose this path to escape from the Supreme God so smoothly. Maybe it's because Wen Weilan has never felt the fear and doubt of the Supreme God like she did? She doesn't know either.
"Be careful and don't tell others about your practice method, otherwise you will definitely get into trouble." Wen Weilan also advised Liu Shengdao.
Liu Sheng knew that Wen Weilan was kindly reminding her, and she also understood this truth.
If Wen Weilan hadn't already had a deep relationship with her and they trusted each other, she wouldn't have revealed the matter so easily.
"I have already thought of my way, so you don't have to worry." Wen Weilan said firmly.
Now that Miss Wen has her own ideas, Liu Sheng naturally stops worrying about it.
……
After both of them changed their appearance, they were ready to set off.
The night was clear and bright, and Liu Sheng followed Wen Weilan as he walked through the streets and alleys until he reached Qinghe Restaurant Street.
This is also the busiest place in Qinghe at night.
Liu Sheng saw the crowds here and couldn't help but look at Wen Weilan with some suspicion: "This is the place you mentioned? It doesn't look like it? I don't think the script said it was all nonsense. Isn’t it a dark and cold place in the countryside?”
Wen Weilan smiled lightly: “Just follow me.”
Afterwards, she led Liu Sheng in the crowd. He walked like a swimming fish until he reached the door of a small restaurant with a two-story height but a small shop that looked a little pickled and greasy. Hanging at the door of the small wine shop was a yellow wine flag that was stained with oil and had the three characters "Xiaoxiang Tower" crookedly written on it.
Perhaps because of the appearance and cleanliness of this store, there were not many people sitting inside. There were only one or two elderly people who were half dead sitting in the dim shop, drinking tremblingly.
But Liu Sheng noticed that people still walked in together or alone from time to time, and seemed to even go to the second floor.
So he whispered to Wen Weilan: "It's a bit similar this time."
The waiter in the wine shop was sitting at the table. When he saw the two people walking in, he didn't even raise his eyelids. He tilted his head and asked lazily: "Do you want to drink?"
Wen Weilan said: "If you don't want to drink, come and take the boat."
Liu Sheng listened with questions in his head.
“Have you applied for the card?”
“I have applied for it, but she hasn’t yet.” Wen Weilan pointed at Liu Sheng.
Hearing this, the guy opened his palms to Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng didn't know why.
“Give him three spirit yuan.” Wen Weilan reminded quietly.
Hey, grab the money!
Liu Sheng took out the Three Spiritual Yuan distressedly and put it in his hand.
The guy took the money, stood up lazily, walked behind the counter, rummaged for a long time, and took out a greasy wooden token to Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng took the token and quietly wiped it with his sleeve. Only then did he see that the words "Xiaoxiang Qiuyu No. 387" were engraved on it, and the words "No high jump" were written on the other side. He didn't know what it meant.
Then, the guy lay back on the table, pointed his index finger upstairs.
Although this person had a bad attitude, Wen Weilan still thanked him and led Liu Sheng up the narrow stairs to the second floor.
Surprisingly, there is no furniture on the second floor, only a long ink landscape scroll as tall as a person hanging on the wall.
Even the two people Liu Sheng clearly watched going upstairs just now disappeared.
"This painting looks too deliberate." Liu Sheng complained. Looking at this painting, it is quite elegant. It is a landscape of lakes and mountains, misty rain, and a small boat in the middle, with nothing to send. There is also a chic inscription "Xiaoxiang Autumn Rain" "Picture", I just feel that it is really incompatible with this dirty little wine shop.
"This Xiaoxiang Building owner... does have some bad taste..." Wen Weilan had already felt this way.
“Let’s go.”
Wen Weilan took Liu Sheng and walked towards the painting.
I saw the ink flashing, and the ink stains on the Xiaoxiang Autumn Rain map suddenly became dripping, and the mist spread toward the four corners, slowly forming a circular hole that only allowed one person to enter.
Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan stepped in one after another, and the ink stains slowly closed behind them, returning to the original simple painting of Xiaoxiang Autumn Rain.
As soon as he entered the painting, his eyes lit up. Liu Sheng found that Zheng and Wen Weilan were standing on a small boat floating on the river. Both of their faces were covered with a layer of ink, and at the end of the boat was a man wearing a robe. A man in coir raincoat with a face like ink.
The sky is dim and yellow, and beyond the boat is the wide river. In the distance, the continuous blue mountains are hazy and picturesque in the mist and drizzle.
No, it is indeed in the painting.
Regarding Miss Wen Da’s path of spiritual practice, it has been planned before. She will have her own path. Thank you for your suggestions and ideas!
(End of this chapter)