#705 - Lao Huang's bottleneck, the unlucky Lingxi Gate

The next morning, three suns rose from the horizon of Qingyuan, and the Ziyang Mansion, which had stood here for thousands of years, welcomed and sent off an exceptionally turbulent flow of traffic.

The Qingyuan Sect is about to become the largest sect in Zhenzhou, and its level of bustle is almost as high as when it was the old capital of the Shang Dynasty.

Even the storyteller under the overpass has improved his skills a lot.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Ranking List can be bought with money, but recently many people prefer to gather under the overpass to listen to crosstalk.

"The new list of people has been announced. Needless to say, our Little Overlord of Lucky Wife and Fairy Han are on the list, but this is not the point."

"I heard that in addition to the Hundred Flowers Ranking, there will also be a Jade Tree and Orchid Ranking."

"I'm just a passerby. I think Young Master Li can take first place."

Huang Donglai spoke eloquently and emotionally under the overpass.

At first he might have been trying to collect power from all living beings for Li Mo, but later it was discovered that he really liked storytelling.

And he is very talented in this area.

"really."

He was startled and when he looked up he saw a sunny and handsome face.

"Li...Li Mo?"

"You can also call me Li, the average person, Mo."

Li Mo felt a little melancholy. Old Huang was such a low-key person, but it seemed that all the high-key words were being used on him.

His arrival caused a stir among the crowd.

The voices of those who were talking and commenting on the country's affairs just now have subsided, and many of the unruly knights who were carrying weapons have become polite even when they greeted each other.

It’s one thing when people are not here.

But now, the No. 1 Potential Dragon, the top ten of the list of people under the age of twenty, a natural talent, the famous best actor of Qingyuan Sect, and a strong competitor of the Yushu Zhilan list, is standing in front of you.

To ordinary people, he already has his own legend.

"Young Master Li is indeed a rare talent, a shining example of the sun and the moon."

"When the Qingyuan Sect promotion ceremony comes, I hope to ask for a glass of wine."

In response to everyone's compliments, Li Mo bowed to them one by one.

Soon, the storytelling stall under the overpass was disbanded.

"Brother Li, why did you come out by yourself today? Didn't you go to prepare for the engagement banquet?"

"I'm helping Elder Qian buy some supplies. I can't eat the dumplings he makes for free."

"What's wrong with your mouth?"

"Eat hot dumplings."

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Huang Dong looked at the red marks at the corners of his lips and thought to himself that these were obviously caused by being bitten. What kind of dumplings can bite people?

Seeing that he was alone, Li Mo asked, "Where's Lao Xiao?"

"I went back to the sect to retreat."

"Where's Murong Xiao?"

"Going to the brothel is challenging my weak spot."

"Everyone has their own work to do, why are you here telling stories under the overpass?"

Li Mo asked helplessly as he walked.

"I've reached a bottleneck. I wonder if I can apply what I have learned to other situations." Huang Donglai sighed.

Old Huang, who has always been well versed in the way of prudence, naturally would not show his ability to others, but he was very frank with Li Mo.

Li Mo probably understood.

Lao Huang's martial arts are quite special.

You can tell from the names of his moves, such as the Unrecognizable Kick, the Soft Palm... The divine intention he was observing was somewhat tainted with the poison of breaking the law.

The path is crooked, the power is great, and it is hard to guard against.

But this is a road that no one has ever walked on, and he has come this far only with the help of the rare pearl he obtained by accident.

Now he has thought of all the methods he can think of, but he doesn't know how to move towards the inner scene.

"My talent is ordinary to begin with, so it's no surprise that I'm stuck in the third realm in this life."

Huang Donglai said somewhat melancholy.

"We can slowly figure out a solution to the martial arts issue."

From Li Mo's divine eye, it seemed that his destiny could not be trapped in the third realm:

"But...what does your analogy have to do with storytelling?"

Huang Donglai was silent for a while and changed the subject:

"Brother Li, it seems like someone from Lingxi Sect is following us."

"I know."

"Don't worry about it? Yeah, that's right. He's probably here to gather information. If we deal with him hastily, it will easily alert the enemy."

"Not entirely. The Lingxi sect members have bad luck. Don't worry about it. They will get into trouble on their own."

“….”

As they talked, they went to the market in Ziyang Prefecture.

.....

On the other side, the East City Inn in Ziyang Prefecture.

A group of men wearing straw hats were sitting in a private room of the restaurant drinking tea, as if they were waiting for something.

The middle-aged man in the lead was wearing a green shirt with clouds embroidered on it with purple thread. He was missing two fingers on his palm and was tapping the table lightly with his index finger.

"Hiss..." The disciple suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man opened his dozing eyes, and one of his eye sockets was empty.

"It's okay, Master. I just drank some cold water and got a blockage in my teeth..."

"Humph, I should have gotten used to this kind of thing a long time ago."

The Lingxi Sect leader snorted coldly.

The disciples responded one after another:

"Yeah, drinking cold water and getting a tooth stuck is nothing. This morning, I found a razor blade in my mouth while eating."

"I went to the temple to burn incense, and my money bag fell into the donation box. When I tried to take it out, I was beaten up as a thief."

"That's nothing. There's actually a nail on my stool. Did you see me squeak?"

"Fuck, I thought you had blood in your stool recently, and you peed in your pants pocket."

"alright!"

The sect master waved his hand, glanced at the disciples, and said comfortingly:

"As the saying goes, good times come after bad times. Our bad luck is to make our good luck better when we are in the art of magic. Suffering a small loss will bring us a big blessing. That's the truth."

The disciples nodded one after another.

Bang--

The door was suddenly pushed open with great force, as if it had been kicked open.

"Hey, where are the people? Have they been captured?"

The disciples who went out to inquire about the news were all stunned.

Then he saw the elite members of Lingxi Sect crawling out from under the table.

"Why didn't you knock?"

"I thought the government's crackdown on pornography had reached our area again."

"No, then why are we hiding? We haven't done anything illegal."

"Is this a conditioned reflex? Isn't this..."

The Lingxi Sect may seem like a reputable and upright sect, but they practice strange magic and do a lot of unconventional things in private.

"I walked to the door and my foot slipped..."

"Okay, what information have you found out?"

The middle-aged sect leader sat back in his seat and asked seriously.

"Li Mo... is indeed very handsome."

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