Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 116 Integrating into Fireworks and Melting All Feelings
Yi Shuyuan stopped teasing Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po, after all, he might have some bad tastes, but he wouldn't always pretend to be confused in front of discerning people.

"It doesn't just use rain as a medium, but completely melts into the rain clouds. You can't consume it below."

When the person in front of him opened his mouth like this, it was an admission, and Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po showed joy on their faces.

"Mr. Yi, I don't know what happened to this evil spirit now? But it was chased away? Do you know where it went, and is there a way to find it?"

The two fell into the illusion just now, and they were being led by the nose in terms of senses, which meant that there was no information, and it was hard to find it after dawn.

This must always be remembered, and it will be hard to guard against in the future.

"Don't worry, you don't need to look for it anymore, it won't be able to make waves!"

As Yi Shuyuan said, he had passed between the two of them and walked down the corridor.

Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po hurriedly followed, is this Mr. Yi really going to the latrine?

Of course, the matter of the evil spirits is more important than not getting into the latrine, Qi Zhongbin couldn't help but continue to ask.

"Could it be that Mr. has killed it? Or has it been seriously injured? Can you figure out where it is, so that we can completely eradicate it at dawn tomorrow!"

"It was originally a stream of pure Yin Qi, which has already been refined at this moment."

Leaving this sentence behind, Yi Shuyuan kept walking, of course he didn't want to go to the latrine, but came to the backyard, to the place where Qi Zhongbin had the illusion just now.

Actually removed it?Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po were shocked and followed Yi Shuyuan subconsciously.

At this moment, the little paper figures were still stuck on the wet ground, but now they have completely disappeared.

Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po looked at each other, and watched Yi Shuyuan pick up a piece of paper man on the ground with a look of novelty.

The paper was completely crisp, Yi Shuyuan moved a little too much, and a corner of the piece of paper that was lifted was torn, so he simply hooked his fingers, and immediately a complete piece of paper flew into his hand with water vapor.

Seeing this scene, both Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po were stunned. How did they do it?
Mantras, seals, spells, utensils, etc. have not been seen, hidden in the sleeves?
The paper figurine had completely dissipated moisture in Yi Shuyuan's hands. After looking up and down, he looked at Qi Zhongbin.

"A master warlock, is he good at many such spells? It's also quite interesting to watch. What's this called?"

Qi Zhongbin, who was still in a daze, answered subconsciously.

"Uh, this is called silhouette escape, and it's a technique I'm more proud of."

When Qi Zhongbin said this, someone was already shouting in the front hall over there.

"Mr. Yi—Mr. Yi—where are you—"

Yi Shuyuan smiled helplessly.

"It seems that people have been waiting for a long time for my trip to the toilet. You two, I will say goodbye after a while, and I won't say goodbye to you alone later! The future is long, and we will talk again when we have a chance."

As Yi Shuyuan said, he bowed his hands, and Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po hurriedly bowed their hands in return.

It's just that Yi Shuyuan has already left, but the old man and the old woman didn't move, they stood in place in the backyard for a long time like a log.

After a long time, Qi Zhongbin finally spoke.

"He said, the sorcerer is a master"

"I heard it too"

If they are both warlocks, how can anyone call their fellows "warlocks are superior".

But ordinary people call them "mages", and there are even some who like to be called "immortal masters".

Recalling that the evil spirit suddenly dissipated, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the bright moon emerged, and knowing that the evil spirit has been eliminated makes people feel so understated.

There was also the inexplicable spell just now, and that novel and calm tone.

Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po couldn't help but think of when they were young, when they spent a lot of money to learn skills from the old mage, Qi Zhongbin for the first time tinkered with the prototype of the silhouette deserter, and the old mage saw the limp paper soldier.

At that time, the other party also had a novel and interesting evaluation attitude.

This is the tone of a child's work when the level of technique and law is above him. It is obviously not intentional, but a natural expression of emotion.

The old mage back then is long gone, and Qi Zhongbin's morality has long surpassed him, but hearing a similar tone again, the level of evaluation is definitely far from that of the old mage back then.

And this Mr. Yi looks so young, but with long gray hair
The connection of all kinds of fragmentary information caused an irresistible guess in the hearts of the two people standing in the backyard. This guess is a bit absurd, and even to a certain extent, it may be a little scary.
At this moment, both Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po felt goosebumps all over their bodies for no reason.

"You know what I'm thinking"

Qi Zhongbin asked this question, Yu Po's lips moved but she didn't speak.

"Oh, I must have thought too much."

After a long time, when she calmed down a bit and stopped thinking about it, Po Yu looked at the bright moon in the sky, then looked at the silent old man and spoke.

"Have you ever thought about why such an expert came to Mingzhou City, and why he came to Mofu pretending to be a storyteller?"

Qi Zhongbin sighed.

"I'm not stupid"
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As Yi Shuyuan said, he left after telling the second story, and didn't say anything to Qi Zhongbin and Yu Po.

The wonderful storytelling tonight opened the eyes of everyone in the Mo family. The tea business of the Mo family spreads all over the country. Master Mo is well-informed, but he has never seen such a powerful storytelling skill.

It's not that there are no powerful storytellers who can play multiple roles, but Yi Shuyuan has obviously broken ordinary people's cognition.

Master Mo personally sent Yi Shuyuan to the door, but insisted on giving him an extra ten taels of silver.

Yi Shuyuan didn't refuse either, and left after receiving the money.

It was already late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Yi Shuyuan rejected Master Mo's offer of sending someone to send him off, and just walked on the street alone.

Yi Shuyuan took out the paper figurine he had picked up in the backyard of the Mo Mansion before, and the paper had been dried.

"Hui Mian, how many immortal cultivators have you seen?"

Xiao Diao got out from Yi Shuyuan's hair and opened his mouth to answer.

"Not counting Mr., I have seen three. It was in Fenglai Mountain more than 100 years ago. When I first saw the picture of mountains and rivers, there were three immortals who should be together. I also went to see the painting. , just happened to bump into each other, but none of them can see the extraordinaryness of this painting, it's not as good as me!"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Hui Mian.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid there is a little bit, but I still occupied a small temple at that time. They regarded me as a little hairy god, and they didn't do anything to me."

When they were in Yuanjiang County, Huang Hongchuan, Xiang Changqing and Song Weng had already said that the way of immortality is the most elusive, and it is not common to meet people with profound Taoism.

It seems that the real immortals should be relatively cold, and rarely show up in the world of mortals.

Otherwise, a person like Qi Zhongbin who has a strong heart for the Tao should be given a chance.

As a sorcerer, although Qi Zhongbin's temperament is inevitably mixed, and he complied with Youshen's saying that sorcerers often "accumulate a lot of evils", but it is definitely not entangled in debts.

Of course, Qi Zhongbin has a lingering aura, but it is not a sinful debt in Yi Shuyuan's eyes. It can only be said that he should have made trouble with some evil spirits.

"Sir, he wants to be Doll's master. Letting him teach Warlocks will only harm Doll, and we have been waiting for Doll since his last life. Now that he has found him, you don't accept Doll as an apprentice. Do you want to let him do it? "

Yi Shuyuan flicked Hui Mian's head with a "boom", causing Xiao Mink to rub it with his paws with a "squeak~".

"Dolls are not goods. They are handed over. It's not that complicated."

Yi Shuyuan walked briskly, without any psychological burden, and went back to the inn humming a song softly.
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As the days passed, Qi Zhongbin still lived in the Mo Mansion and never left. He made some psychological preparations, but Yi Shuyuan never came to the Mo Mansion on his own initiative.

Sometimes when we met on the street, Yi Shuyuan would take the initiative to say hello.

In Qi Zhongbin's eyes, this Mr. Yi seems to have integrated into the life of Mingzhou City. When he walks in the streets, he is like ordinary people. He will say hello to acquaintances and avoid unpleasant things.

You must know that ordinary warlocks and the like, especially those with real skills, mostly always look like a superior person, even if they may not be intentional, but they actually have a bit of a superior mentality in their hearts, and they will show it unconsciously.

Even Qi Zhongbin himself is pretty much the same, at least [-]% of the time in the past few decades, even if he sees it in the past two years, he still has this kind of temper.

And this Mr. Yi really lived in Mingzhou City, and even made a lot of fame.

There has always been a saying in Mingzhou that there are fifteen musts in Mingzhou.

There is no doubt that it is the tea in Mingzhou, led by Wuqing, which has been famous all over the world since ancient times.

Two to Qijue are several scenic spots in Mingzhou. Some of these scenic spots are just beautiful, and some of them can have a strong mark in the history books.

The thousand-year-old city has left a full historical heritage for Mingzhou City, and it is also one of the proud dependencies in the hearts of Mingzhou people.

The eighth to fifteenth are mostly the places of delicious food in Mingzhou.

Even today's Mingzhou still has a lot of business, and before the opening of the Kaiyang Grand Canal, Mingzhou used to be the leading thoroughfare.

There is an endless stream of people from all over the world coming and going to Mingzhou, and they have also brought rich culture and food to Mingzhou, and the latter is even more innovative.

And now in Mingzhou City, some good-for-nothings shouted the slogan of Mingzhou Sixteen Uniques.

The storytelling of Qingyuan Tower is listed as the No. 16 masterpiece of Mingzhou City.

It can be said that Yi Shuyuan already has many fanatical fans in Mingzhou City, and those who have heard his storytelling, even if they originally scoffed at No.
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The second day of August is a relatively cool day since summer and autumn.

Although this world has many similar festivals and calendars with Yi Shuyuan's previous life, there is no Qixi Festival.

But the second day of August also has a similar meaning. On this night, in the river of Mingzhou City, young men and women put lanterns by the river.

On the Hefeng Bridge, one of the scenic spots, Yi Shuyuan leaned on the railing, waving a folding fan in one hand to cool himself down, and looked at the middle of the river and both sides with a sentimental smile.

Under the bridge are floating lanterns. Some people use poles to catch them, and some lanterns flow with the flowing water, as if the light is going away.

There are men and women laughing and laughing on the shore from time to time, which is not feudal at all.

This made Yi Shuyuan think of the once classic film and television work "Green Snake". At this moment, he seems to be on the scene, merging that poetic and picturesque meaning with the current reality.

A song "Flying Light" was sung softly in Yi Shuyuan's mouth.

"In the half-cold and half-warm autumn, quietly stick to your side, silently watching the streamer dance, a few yellow leaves in the evening wind"

With no love in his heart, he sang a different taste. His own synaesthesia changes, as if he can also feel the anxiety and shyness of the woman by the water under the bridge, and the expectation and excitement of the man.

And the line in the song "Don't ask whether it is calamity or fate" is exactly what Yi Shuyuan felt in his heart.

At the end of the song, Yi Shuyuan put away his folding fan and left the Hefeng Bridge. That wonderful song was not heard or applauded.

"Mr. sings so well, I feel as if I have become a human!"

Even Hui Mian, who escaped in the past, was very intoxicated when he heard it.

"Hahahahaha, blending all kinds of emotions, this is my master's transformation foundation and immortal skill!"

On the buildings beside the Hefeng Bridge, there are also people admiring the flowing light by the river, admiring the Hefeng Bridge and the people on the bridge tonight, and watching the people on the bridge leave
(End of this chapter)