The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 24 Chinese New Year
Ping'an Town is extremely lively today. Tonight is the first day of the Lunar New Year.

In the morning, golden light breaks through the clouds and the sunrise shines on the bustling town.

The golden light spread over the house like gold.

There are rows of shops on both sides of the town's roads, with bright red lanterns hanging above them, and children playing outside.

Outside the Wuzai Hotel, there is a willow tree. Under the willow tree, several white-haired old men are playing chess.

Zhong Heng was wearing simple clothes and carrying a cow covered with scales as he walked on the street, which was quite eye-catching.

"Boss, you went out hunting so early today and even shot a dragon bull." A young man greeted Zhong Heng with a smile on his face.

Zhong Heng smiled and said, "I have been keeping an eye on this guy for three months, and I finally caught him."

The dragon bull was extremely heavy, about seven or eight meters in size. Zhong Heng was like carrying a house on his back as he walked forward, and the ground was shaking.

With every step he took, a loud noise echoed throughout the street.

"It looks like the restaurant has new food today." someone started to make a fuss.

Suddenly there was laughter and joy on the street.

Zhong Heng also smiled. He liked the atmosphere here very much. There were no powerful monks, no terrifying monsters, only weak mortals.

He has been in this place for a year and has almost integrated into the town.

That night, the town was very lively. Lanterns were hung on the doors of every household and children were playing in the streets.

If it were any other time, people would have gone to bed at this time, but now, everyone is out shopping.

There are various stalls on the streets, selling various snacks and toys.

Zhong Heng and Ji Yunian were walking on the street, and passers-by greeted them one after another.

"Boss, please try my rice cake and see how it tastes."

When passing by a stall, a middle-aged man waved at Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng walked over and looked at the rice cakes of various colors, then looked at the purple rice cake that the shopkeeper handed over.

He picked up the rice cake and started eating it. After chewing it for a while, he praised: "With your cooking skills, why do you still want to set up a stall? You might as well open a store."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "It's easy for you to say that, boss. I only know how to make rice cakes. Unlike you, you can cook any dish and have turned our poor place into a famous food city."

This is why everyone respects Zhong Heng.

Everyone calls him the shopkeeper.

Because in the past year, all the restaurants in Ping'an Town are run by Zhong Heng's apprentices, and he is an expert at cooking.

"Well, it's amazing that you can make rice cakes. As for glutinous rice balls and soup noodles, you can become a master just by learning them." Zhong Heng said nonchalantly.

In this era, it's really easy to make money.

Of course, the prerequisite is that people have experienced the era of information explosion like him.

"Okay, I'll try it some other day." The middle-aged man was overjoyed after hearing Zhong Heng's suggestion.

Zhong Heng continued walking on the street, and some people selling snacks at stalls called him over to try.

In just one year, he transformed this peaceful town into a food city famous among the 18 townships.

Even some monks came here to visit.

He was not afraid of being recognized because Zhong Heng had changed his appearance before doing all this.

"Boss, how is my milk tea?" A woman in her twenties looked at Zhong Heng expectantly.

Zhong Heng took over a wooden cup, which was filled with white liquid and exuded a milky aroma.

Zhong Heng took a big sip, then frowned and said with a guilty conscience: "It's sweet and delicious, but why is it a little fishy?"

This milk tea is very strange. It’s not delicious, but it’s not bad either. It has a sour and fishy taste.

As soon as these words were spoken, the woman's face turned red immediately, and she pinched the hem of her skirt with her hands, looking embarrassed.

An uncle passing by laughed out loud and said, "Hahahaha, shopkeeper, you said that milk tea is made from cow's milk or animal's milk, but how can this girl afford to buy a cow? Besides, the milk boiled from that milk doesn't have a fishy smell, but the one the girl gave you was fishy. Could it be her?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the people around them widened. Oh my god, it seemed like something big had happened.

"I'll try it, too."

At this moment, some men rushed forward like crazy and scrambled to buy milk tea at that small stall.

Zhong Heng's face immediately turned green. Human milk is fishy and doesn't taste sweet or delicious.

"No, what I drink doesn't taste fishy." Soon, people who were drinking milk tea said one after another.

"Hahaha." The girl selling milk tea burst into laughter.

"The milk tea the shopkeeper drinks is not made by me, nor is it added with anything, so it naturally smells fishy."

Everyone's face darkened. They looked at the milk tea in their hands, and then looked at the fierce man selling the milk tea.

Tolerance is a virtue!

"Go, go, go. You are playing tricks on us old guys during New Year's Day." An old man said disappointedly with a bit of disappointment on his face.

Everyone understood that these were just methods used by the milk tea sellers to attract them.

Zhong Heng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was real human milk. He put the wooden cup down and taught the woman a lesson: "Don't use this method in the future."

"I know!" The woman selling milk tea scratched her head embarrassedly.

After Zhong Heng walked away, the woman was still looking at his back and murmured softly: "I was lying, that was actually my breast."

Fortunately, Zhong Heng did not deliberately open his perception, otherwise he would have been furious after hearing this.

During this period, Ji Yunian stayed by his side, not saying a word, and accompanied him quietly.

She is dressed very brightly today.

She was wearing a green dress, and her 1.6-meter height looked just right, and she was wearing a pair of small and exquisite blue shoes.

Her hair was tied into a sweet bun, with bangs that framed her slightly chubby face and a pair of pure, hazy eyes.

At first glance, she is not absolutely beautiful, but she is the type that can make people fall in love with her at first sight.

It's like first love.

She watched Zhong Heng play with the children or joke with the elderly just like an ordinary person.

It all looks wonderful.

Late at night, Zhong Heng returned to his hotel.

He cooked two bowls of plain noodles.

While eating noodles with Ji Yunian, I thought about the future path.

His injuries have now mostly recovered.

The divine bridge in the body has been restored. It runs through the Taoist Palace from the Sea of ​​Bitterness, connects the four poles, infuses all the laws of the great Dao into the dragon, and finally connects to the Immortal Platform.

With every breath he takes, he absorbs the great laws of the heavens and repairs the injuries in his body.

But how should he do this?
He has no clue now.

"Forget it, things will work out when the time comes." Zhong Heng shook his head and threw away these worries.

At this stage, it’s useless to think so much.

"Zhong Heng, how much of your internal injuries have recovered?" Ji Yunian asked puzzledly while eating noodles.

Zhong Heng didn't tell the truth: "It's still difficult to repair the wound."

He was always on guard against Ji Yunian.

"Why do I feel heartbroken when I see some geniuses being defeated, but you are so relaxed?" Ji Yunian asked curiously.

She had seen many geniuses being defeated, and eventually their mentality exploded and annihilated everyone.

Zhong Heng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said: "Why would their Dao hearts be broken? Because they are the geniuses cultivated by powerful forces, they are full of pride and are the strongest geniuses in the family. They cannot accept their own failure."

"And I was defeated so easily, so how could I be defeated if it wasn't easy?"

"Like those geniuses, trapped in their inner demons from then on, avoiding those who defeated them whenever they saw them?"

"Or leave this world and live a life of mediocrity, living under the shadow of the day I was defeated?"

Zhong Heng's words stunned Ji Yunian, and then he was silent for a long time, and said: "You are right, most of us who come from big families are flowers in a greenhouse."

"I was taught from a young age that I can't lose, I can't fail, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."

“I grew up with this idea.”

She was shocked by Zhong Heng's concepts and ideas. She thought that after failing once, Zhong Heng would never recover.

But unexpectedly, people didn't take this failure seriously at all.

(End of this chapter)