Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"you win?"

"No." Qingque awkwardly pointed to the strange cloth that she had reused to tie up her long hair on March 7th:

"I haven't won a single game since we started playing, and I've even lost my underwear, haha..."

"I thought they wouldn't mind and would return the money and clothes to me, but I didn't expect they wouldn't be so easily fooled."

Tingyun helplessly rubbed her forehead.

Doesn't this guy know that the relationship between Xianzhou and the Train Group is currently strained? It's a miracle he's willing to pay with facial recognition.

"Oh dear, this is really a difficult situation for me."

Tingyun took out her phone, stared at the last message Fu Xuan had sent, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Miss Qingque, why don't you go home and get a new set of clothes? You're already a day late, a little longer won't make a difference."

"It's alright, I have clothes in Tabusi, I don't need to go home."

"You're going to the Imperial Apothecary like this? You wouldn't be thinking of taking advantage of our benefactors, would you?"

Tingyun looked awkwardly at Yan Huan and Sanyueqi.

The latter stood there with serious expressions, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Although I don't play cards, I still understand the principles of card etiquette."

Qingque muttered:

"Do I look like that kind of person? Actually, I just don't want to go home. I'll just make do with what I'm wearing. Anyway, the guests don't care about my appearance, so why should I care?"

At this moment, Yan, with her hair in pigtails and dressed in women's clothing, had a resolute and unyielding demeanor.

It's early morning now, and the flow of people on Changletian Street is gradually increasing.

When the people of Xianzhou passed by Yan Huan, they couldn't help but take a second look.

Yes, some have already started criticizing and denouncing others.

"Look, that twin-tailed girl is such a creep, she's obviously a guy!"

"Is he gay?"

"What a beautiful woman! Can someone please get her contact information? I can't stand it anymore!"

"?" "?" "?"

"Hehehehe~!"

"..."

After a long silence, Tingyun felt increasingly distressed as she listened to the surrounding whispers.

I'm standing right next to Yan too.

"In that case, let's set off as soon as possible. I think it's getting late."

"Huh? Aren't I the one taking guests to the Divination Bureau? Miss Tingyun, are you coming along too? Does the Divination Master not trust me? What right does she have to do that?!"

"...What do you think?"

"..."

Chapter 246 Where did this masked man come from?

Tingyun and Qingque, along with Yan Huan and Sanyueqi, headed towards the port leading to Taibusi.

on the way.

On March 7th, pointing to a huge, withered tree reaching towards the sky in the distance, he shouted:

"Wow, what's that?!"

Tingyun smiled and said:

"That is an ancient tree called Jianmu, a treasure that the Luofu Immortal Ship was once very proud of."

March 7th paused for a moment:

"What you were once so proud of? Is it all gone now?"

Tingyun shook her head:

"It's not because it pooped, but because of some other reason."

The bluebird gazed at the still clouds:

"Are the people of the Tianbo Bureau also so knowledgeable about history? Impressive. Almost none of the younger generation can tell you its origin. It is said that this Jianmu tree is a remnant left behind by an ancient celestial ship that traveled through the heavens."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that it looks like half a dead tree from afar. According to the 'Record of the Splendor of the Upper Kingdom,' its size at its peak was 'enough to reach the sky and hang down to the stars!'"

Looking at Qingque with her hands in her pockets, March 7th's eyes widened:

"What? You can actually utter such a cultured sentence?! I didn't understand a word of those eight characters."

Qingque waved her hand:

"Oh dear, I memorized them all."

March 7th asked in confusion, "So what do these eight characters mean?"

Yan patted his blue sleeves:

"You mean this tree is tall enough to reach the sky, and stars can hang down from its branches?"

"Huh? Brother Yan Huan, aren't you supposed to be a lunatic?"

Qingque glanced at Yan in a daze:

"I didn't know you were somewhat cultured."

Yan touched his nose:

"Back in the day, I was also a poor kid who suffered greatly from classical Chinese, you know?"

On March 7th, gazing at the towering, enormous, withered tree, he exclaimed in amazement:

"How big would it have been at its peak? As big as a train? No, as big as the Black Tower Space Station? With stars hanging down? This entire Celestial Ship couldn't have contained it!"

Qingque pursed her lips:

"This is clearly a rhetorical device; don't nitpick over realistic terms in the story!"

"It's all just a legend anyway. I see this kind of scenery every day on my way to and from get off work, and I'm tired of it. Let's go."

"and many more."

"?"

Yan stood there, silently gazing at the towering, withered tree in the distance, and murmured:

"Is this thing alive or dead?"

Qingque muttered:

"It's half-dead, you can treat it as dead."

“It looks a bit like the vines I dug up before.”

March 7th pursed her lips:

"What does this look like? This thing is all withered, while the vines are lush and green. They don't seem to have anything in common at all."

"If it turns green too, wouldn't it look just like it?"

"When plants turn green, don't they all look the same?"

"...Damn, that makes sense."

The group boarded a star raft and headed towards the Imperial Apostle's Office.

As usual, the task of steering the boat fell to Tingyun.

During this time.

Tingyun faintly heard a crackling sound coming from behind her.

It looked like some kind of mahjong tile, rolling wildly across the table.

"..."

The three people were shuffling the cards.

"I have a small question," Tingyun, who was piloting the star raft ahead, asked.

Qingque: "Release."

Tingyun: "There are clearly only three of you, how did you manage to play cards?"

"Who said that?!"

Suddenly, Tingyun heard a stranger's voice coming from behind.

The voice was both incredibly faint and extremely penetrating.

This made her peek over her shoulder and look behind her.

The one sitting at the very top is Qingque.

The person on the left is Yan.

The one below is March 7th.

The one on the right...

He was a masked man.

"?"

Tingyun narrowed his eyes, staring suspiciously at the fourth card player.

Where did this masked man come from?

"Boom--!!"