A master of comedy!

Chapter 164 Phoenix Wish, God of Play

Faced with Yao Taifeng's question, Zhou Sheng calmly replied, "When I first obtained Ya Zi, I was unconscious for a period of time. I was imprisoned in the dungeon of the General's Mansion due to the creation of beasts. I was only saved by Jinse."

"I see."

Yao Taifeng nodded, but then changed the subject: "But before Jinse left, she sent me a telepathic message saying that she was going into seclusion to heal her injuries, and during this time, she asked you not to play any random instruments and not to make her body feel so uncomfortable."

"Danshan, tell me, how exactly are you feeling unwell?"

She gave Zhou Sheng a deep look, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Zhou Sheng was sweating profusely. How could Jinse say such things? She really doesn't understand any social etiquette at all!

Are you wondering why she told me instead of sending a message to you privately?

Yao Taifeng truly deserves her reputation as a top performer on the stage, the number one female impersonator in Jiangzhou. Although she was initially confused by her concern, she has now regained her senses and her intuition is remarkably sharp.

"I noticed that Jinse seemed a little nervous when she was with you..."

Zhou Sheng displayed the professionalism of an actor, calmly and meticulously recounting everything before handing the zither to Yao Tai Feng.

"It's all my fault for being ignorant of music and clumsy. Now that the general has been eliminated, she and I no longer need to communicate with the mother and daughter zithers. Hongying, you keep this and return it to her later."

This frank attitude completely dispelled any remaining doubt in Yao Taifeng's heart, and even gave rise to a sense of guilt and remorse.

How could I possibly doubt my two best friends at the same time?
"This is a gift from Jinse. Who am I to you? You're acting like I'm the bad guy who's preventing you from being friends..."

She shook her head and refused, then sincerely apologized: "Danshan, I misunderstood you. Actually, I know where Jinse is. Let's go find her together."

"Don't let her heal alone in seclusion, let's go help her together..."

hiss!
Yu Zhensheng was utterly astonished. Good heavens, this brat not only handled the situation perfectly, but even managed to get Xiao Feng to willingly take him to find another woman.

If he had been this good back then, how could he have been chased by a woman for thousands of miles?
"No rush, I'd like to show you around Xunyang City first."

Zhou Sheng held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand to shield her from the sun, while continuing to hold her hand with the other as they walked towards the door.

"After all these years, you must have missed this city a lot, and there must be many places you want to visit. Today, let's not do anything, let's just wander around aimlessly."

Yao Taifeng was taken aback, her eyes rippled with emotion.

She gently leaned closer to Zhou Sheng's shoulder and hummed in agreement.

At this moment, the fierce and unruly female warrior on the stage seemed to have transformed into a gentle kitten.

The two walked away together, their figures gradually disappearing into the sunlight.

"I've learned something."

Yu Zhensheng clicked his tongue in amazement and couldn't help but sigh.

He turned his head and suddenly eight faintly visible eyes appeared on the face of the beautiful woman beside him, making his hair stand on end.

"Zhu Zhu, didn't we agree that we shouldn't easily reveal our true form when we transform into human form?"

Even Yu Zhensheng, a seasoned womanizer, found it hard to accept being intimate with a woman who had eight eyes.

Aunt Zhu took a light puff of her pipe, and as she exhaled the smoke, eight scythe-like spider legs appeared and disappeared.

Her smile was enigmatic and meaningful.

"What did you learn? Why don't you tell me too?"

……

The sun warms the river tower, casting golden threads; the smoke and light from the nine streams stir the traveler's banner.

The city of Xunyang was sunny and vibrant during the day, with bustling traffic and people on the streets, showing no trace of the harrowing events of the previous night.

"Have you heard? A lot of missing people have come back recently. They say they were rescued by the City God, and the monsters that kidnapped them have been eliminated..." "I've heard that too. And there seemed to be some activity at Juxianlou last night. I heard that I saw Boss Feng and Master Guan from Juxianlou. They seem to be working for the City God and participating in exorcising demons."

"What's so strange about that? Boss Feng and Master Guan were such good people back then. They sang beautifully and were skilled in martial arts. It's not surprising that they were favored by the City God after their deaths."

"I heard that some people have already started to worship them in their homes..."

Last night's battle caused quite a stir, and with the encouragement of Zheng Chenghuang, it has already been intentionally spread.

As Zhou Sheng walked down the street with an umbrella, he smiled at Yao Tai Feng beside him and said, "Hong Ying, it seems that City God Zheng is returning the favor. This is indeed a good opportunity to embark on the path of the gods."

The divine way is in the name.

With fame comes worship, and over time, one can accumulate incense offerings and a golden statue, like Zheng Chenghuang, thus attaining divine status.

Of course, the premise is that you also need to have connections and background, such as being granted an official title by the imperial court, or having the support and endorsement of other deities. Otherwise, it is considered a so-called wild god worship, and the mountain will be destroyed and the temple will be ruined.

Yao Tai Feng and Guan Bu Ping already had many opera fans back then, and with the City God's endorsement, they might actually have a chance to ascend to the divine path in the future.

“It is indeed a good opportunity, Danshan, I want to give it a try.”

Zhou Sheng was taken aback by the seriousness in Yao Taifeng's words.

He was just joking, after all, given Yao Taifeng's personality, she probably had no interest in the path of gods.

"Danshan, I think I suddenly have ambitions now."

Yao Taifeng slowly raised her eyes, making no attempt to hide her inner thoughts, and said frankly, "Now that I've regained my freedom, even if I'm a ghost, I want to live a wonderful life."

“We opera singers, although we worship our ancestral master all year round, have no divine protection when we encounter calamities, and can only be bullied by others.”

"I often think, if we opera singers also had a powerful backer like the city lord, would the Longhua Sect dare not easily offer the Juxianlou Pavilion as a sacrifice to the Yinshan Ghost King?"

Listening to her words and sensing the spirit and charm between the lines, Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up with admiration.

If you don't have a powerful backer, then become that backer yourself.

"Although the Peking Opera is a humble profession, it has many disciples and fans all over the world. If I can unite these people, perhaps I will truly have the power to protect the disciples of the Peking Opera."

At the same time, she silently added a sentence in her mind.

"It also gives me the strength to continue fighting alongside you."

This battle also made her realize one thing: Zhou Sheng's progress far exceeded her expectations.

When Zhou Sheng first arrived at Juxianlou, they had a brief encounter. At that time, she was playing the role of Zhao Yun, and the difference between the two was not significant.

But in less than a month, she could hardly see Zhou Sheng's back anymore.

"Tsk tsk, if it really works out, then when I go backstage, won't I have to pay my respects to you, the... God of Drama, first?"

Zhou Sheng joked, "I treat you as a friend, but you want to be my ancestor?"

Yao Taifeng was amused by him, and gently slapped him, scolding, "How can a disciple be so 'betraying his master and ancestors'? Look, you've squeezed my hand so hard it hurts..."

Her charming and lovely appearance made Zhou Sheng pause for a moment.

He couldn't help but lean closer and whisper something in her crystal-clear earlobe.

In an instant, Yaotai Fengying's face turned bright red, her beautiful eyes sharp as knives, and she glared at him fiercely.

But the ripples in the depths of his eyes lingered for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)