The thirteenth year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, the first month.

Chang'an, West City.

"There is Tang Dynasty in Zhaozhao, and the sky will make all nations. The Tang Dynasty has Chang'an, and it will shine for thousands of years."

The sun shines through the window on the table, making the table full of wine and food brighter.

In the second floor of the restaurant facing the street, the long-bearded Taoist man was lazy and leaning against two beautiful Taoist nuns in his arms, hugging them from left to right, feeling so happy.

He didn't need to do anything, the wine in the glass gathered into a ball and flowed into his mouth on its own.

"In the past, I heard this sentence only as a literati and praised merits. Now when I go to Beijing, I know that the prosperity and magnificence are the best in the world."

"The Taoist priest said yes."

A wealthy businessman sat opposite him, with lustful eyes and Taoist nun shaved twice, and smiles were piled on her face.

"What, I want it? I'll give it to you."

The Taoist priest smiled and slapped a Taoist nun forward. The Taoist nun cried out, and his delicate body walked around the table and fell softly on the leg of the rich businessman.

His clothes were thin, his tentacles were warm and soft, and a heat suddenly surged from the rich businessman's lower abdomen and rushed straight to his forehead.

"Tao Master Xie, Taoist Master Xie."

"Did you hear about the recent major events in Beijing and Central China?"

The Taoist priest bent his finger and knocked it gently on the table. A piece of fish sashimi jumped into his teeth as if he had come alive.

The rich businessman had no strange face and only rubbed the Taoist nun in his arms. He seemed to have become accustomed to it.

"The emperor accepts advice from the right minister and spends tens of millions of dollars. The Taishang Xuanyuan Head Lantern Festival will be held this year. The countries sent envoys to pay tribute, and generals and ministers from all over the country also submitted a celebration. Even General An, the governor of the three towns far away in Shuofang, returned to Chang'an. This Shangyuan Festival is lively."

The rich businessman paused,

"However, the affairs in the palace have nothing to do with us and other people."

"It has nothing to do with you, but it has nothing to do with me."

"How can the Taoist priest explain this?"

"What do the saints want to hold a lantern festival? It is lively and to show the treasures of the Tang Dynasty to all nations. Therefore, strange people from all over the world gather in Chang'an and wait for an opportunity. If you are lucky enough to shine at the lantern festival, you will be favored by the Tian family."

The Taoist pointed at himself,

"So too."

At this time, the Taoist squinted his eyes and leaned his head downstairs.

A Tubo monk walked in from the lobby downstairs, wearing a big red monk's robe, as thin as dry wood.

He found a table to sit down, but only had a bowl of water. His dry fingers took out a handful of dried salt and meat from the package, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly in cold water.

"The Taoist master's magic is extraordinary and will definitely attract the attention of the saints," the rich businessman praised.

"Spell? Hoho."

The Taoist withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

"The saint has many immortal masters such as Ye Fashan, Luo Gongyuan, and so on. With my meager Taoist practice, how can fireflies compete with Haoyue for light? If you seek favor, your magic will not be reliable, and you have to rely on rare treasures."

"A rare treasure?"

"I traveled to Jiaozhi two years ago and went through hardships to get a spice called Ruilongnao."

The Taoist took a big sip of wine, and his face turned red by the smell of alcohol.

"This Ruilongnae is not only unique in its unique fragrance, but also rare in its timeless fragrance. If it is a little contaminated, it will not dissipate for several years."

"I am Master Zheng Yidao's Duzi, and I have a connection with Master Luo Xian. The saint favors Yang Taizhen, and Qixiang and the beauty complement each other. If I pay tribute to Ruilongnao, I can get a job in the palace. At that time, due to your fate of devoted sacrifices, I will guarantee you to be rich for twenty years."

"Thank you, Chief of the Confession."

The rich businessman bowed his head, but his eyes were rolling.

"The villain has lived for more than 40 years, but has never seen such a strange treasure yet..."

"Want to see?" Taoist laughed, "Okay, that will open your eyes."

He turned his hand and a small gray pot appeared in the center of his palm. He didn't see any movement, and the paste seal cracked open.

"I used a spell to lock the fragrance in this jar, and I had to get closer to it before I could smell it."

The rich businessman picked up the pottery jar, lowered his head and leaned over, his nose wings twitched, and for a moment, his expression became very strange.

"Uh...it's quite fragrant."

"How does it smell?"

The Taoist was sleepy and did not pay attention to the expression of the rich businessman.

"Just... the meat smells good."

"Meat...what?!"

The Taoist's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the jar and took a look, but there were more than a dozen pieces of dried salt and meat inside.

It's true that it smells of meat.

"Bald Slave!"

He was furious, and the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only a sharp look, his figure flashed, and he jumped to the first floor lobby under the gust of cold wind.

"What the hell..."

The rich businessman muttered and arched his head toward the fragrant neck of the Taoist nun in his arms.

"Beauty, no one disturbs us, let's be happy."

Pull your nostrils hard.

A smell of fishy smell.

The rich businessman opened his eyes suddenly, his hands were furry, and he looked closely and saw where the thin-shirted Taoist nun was in his arms, which was clearly a bleating male goat!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

...

"What's wrong with the second floor?"

"This man...jumped down?"

"Watch the fun, watch the fun."

The Taoist priest turned a deaf ear to the terrifying shouts upstairs, staring at Dahongpao in front of him, and his teeth clattered.

"Master, what's the matter?" The monk swallowed a mouthful of dried meat.

"I still have the courage to pretend to be stupid," the Taoist sneered, "Give me Ruilong's brain back!"

"The Taoist priest said this is a bad thing."

The Tubo monk shook his head,

"This spice is my monk's thing, what does it have to do with you? At the foot of the emperor, you will be able to grab it clearly in broad daylight?"

"I am Master Zhengyidao's Duzi. If you are provoking Zhengyi, aren't you afraid of the consequences?" Taoist squinted his eyes.

"I don't know that the monk also collected the wild Maoshan Mountains."

"Bald!"

The Taoist waved his sleeves and a small peach wood sword engraved with runes jumped out of his sleeves and headed straight for the reflective forehead of the Tubo monk.

puff!

The little sword without a sharp edge pierced into the flesh and blood.

But it was not a Tubo monk, but another table of diners who had inexplicably exchanged positions!

"Murdered!"

The lobby was silent for a moment, and the screams were boiling. The diners rushed out of the restaurant. The shopkeeper and the waiter shrank behind the counter and shivered.

At the same time, the Tubo monk grabbed a sheep bone stained with shredded meat on the table, and blue veins bloomed on his thin and dark arms like firewood, and threw them at the Taoist priest.

"Recite and exchange."

The Taoist priest watched the bones hit his face, and the body under the Taoist robe was easily penetrated, and a large hole that was transparent from the front and back was chiseled, but no blood flowed out.

After a closer look, it was not flesh and blood that filled it, but moldy straw.

At the other end of the lobby, Taoist robe flew and flashed, and another swing of her sleeve. The Tubo monk flashed to the side, barely avoiding the wooden sword, but a fine tooth mark appeared on the package, which was torn apart suddenly!

Jerky meat, magic tools, scriptures, and... Ruilongnao.

Many miscellaneous items fell and fell, while the lightest and thinnest Ruilong's brain flew away!

The Taoist's eyes widened, the Tubo monk's eyebrows were low, and the fragrance slices like cicada cocoons in the air seemed to be frozen in time and space.

At the same moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the lobby, with sword eyebrows, thin lips, eyes like stars, strange short hair, and a robe with red patterns and black background.

"hidden weapon?"
To be continued...