Next, during a meal, Ye Chuyu answered many questions for Ye Chuxiao.
Of course, not every question can be answered by Ye Chuyu.
Although she knows a lot, she is not an encyclopedia and knows everything.
Moreover, the world is different. Even if the cultivation systems seem to be similar, there are still some differences after all.
Apart from other things, the differences in cultivation culture caused by differences in cultivation deficiencies will create obvious gaps between different world backgrounds.
Just like, in Ye Chuyu's description, the azure world is a world where all kinds of enjoyment, leisure, entertainment, and skills are developed to a very high level, because the basis for promoting these developments is that there are many people with various hobbies
of monks.
Daheng, however, does not have such soil.
After drinking and eating, Ye Chuyu patted his belly and stretched.
"The food is okay. Although it is not the most delicious thing I have ever eaten, it is still unique. I have answered so many of your questions today. If you don't want to, just give me a meal to kill me!" Ye Chuyu said to Ye Ye
Chu Xiao asked.
Ye Chuxiao said: "If you have any other requests, just ask. If you can do it, I will definitely do it."
Ye Chuxiao was still interested in this cheap sister who could answer all kinds of questions.
At least, always squeeze out everything she knows before talking about it.
Ye Chuyu said happily: "That's good! I want to go to Goulan to listen to music, please take me there!"
Ye Chuxiao glanced at Ye Chuyu: "That's ridiculous, where would a brother take his sister to a place like that?"
"If you really want to go...dress up by yourself, don't look for me."
"I don't like to go to such smoky places."
Ye Chuxiao said it seriously, but he forgot that before time travel, he was also the little prince of the nightclub.
"Then you accompany me and just stroll around in Pingliangfang, that's all right!" Ye Chuyu pouted and said, looking at Ye Chuxiao with a more approving look.
It’s understandable that girls who practice spirituality tend to mature earlier!
Ye Chuxiao nodded.
Although the training tasks he assigned for himself for the day have not been completely completed, it is still okay to temporarily take some time to deal with Ye Chuyu.
After you're done with it, go back and make up for the remaining number of swings.
Practicing martial arts requires not only experience and ideas, but also long-term practice accumulation and the formation of muscle memory.
After paying the bill, we went down to the restaurant.
The two brothers and sister squeezed into the crowd and were soon lost in the hustle and bustle of this sacred city.
The sacred city of Daheng is naturally bustling and lively, and in this bustling city, apart from the east and west cities, the most fascinating thing is none other than Pingliangfang, which is said to be extremely romantic.
It is like a flower of dust that blooms in Daheng Shenjing, a desert that is extremely indifferent to monks.
The strong smell of fireworks attracts many people, looking for the flavor of life and existence here.
But it is untrue.
The bright and beautiful side displayed before people's eyes is like a bubble reflecting the rainbow.
Pingliangfang is a crowded place for fireworks, and the most famous one is of course the brothel.
Hu Ji from the Western Regions is good at dancing and full of exotic customs. Sister-in-law from Lushan is both a monk and a Taoist, and is good at practicing secret arts. Shouma from Yangzhou has cultivated poetry, songs, and music since childhood, and has also dabbled in music, music, and acrobatics.
The Jieyuhua, Datong's auntie is enchanting, the boat girl from Xinghu has a gentle personality and is good at cooking with a spoon... all of these can be found in Pingliangfang, and they are all of the highest quality, and there are many more
The oiran was excellent in both sex and art, and was famous far and wide.
However, sex alone is not enough to make this place prosperous.
Musicians, singers, jugglers, storytellers, jugglers from all over the country... all gathered here, treating this as their best stage.
They all want to make a name for themselves in the sacred capital, so that they can ascend to the noble family, step into a wealthy place, seek an identity, get rid of the lower class, and it is said that people are superior to others.
However, is this beautiful expectation not a lie in life?
In the world of spiritual practice, the upper world belongs only to monks.
The monks in Daheng are almost all indifferent.
For them, enjoyment, luxury and fun have no meaning.
Prosperity is only because as the capital of Daheng, Shenjing needs to be prosperous.
It was said that Ye Chuxiao was taking Ye Chuyu shopping, but in fact it was Ye Chuyu who was dragging Ye Chuxiao around.
In contrast, Ye Chuyu had something "fresh" about him that Ye Chuxiao seemed to be forgetting.
Sitting on the theater stage by the street, watching the artists on the stage performing hard, Ye Chuyu's palms turned red, but Ye Chuxiao remained expressionless.
The noise around him didn't seem to have much to do with him.
But, suddenly, a series of muffled thunders sounded in the sky.
It was as if something flowed into this originally flawed world in an instant, making the world that seemed to only be black and white suddenly become colorful.
In a restaurant not far away, a man in white clothes, with a white tear-stained mask on his face, raised his glass in the direction of the Criminal Department dungeon and poured down the wine in the glass.
"Well done, Mr. Tang! This world is about to be wonderful."
"Without Tang Gong's generosity today, the common people in this world would still be calm even if they were living in dire straits without the participation of monks."
"Tang Gong, eternal!"
On Mount Yao outside Shenjing City, Yan Po danced his sword in the wind. His sword roared and whimpered in the wind, but in the end it only cut off the fallen leaves all over the mountain. These fallen leaves seemed to be sending a message to the man who had devoted his energy to Daheng for decades.
The old man was carrying him on his last journey.
In the palace, on the dragon throne, the young emperor suddenly burst into tears and said: "Teacher!"
The queen mother lowered her eyes, her peerless face showing a hint of joy and sarcasm.
Above the court, the civil and military officials were all shocked.
Some people kept silent, some laughed heartily, some people bowed in the direction of the punishment department dungeon, and some people suddenly burst into tears and beat their chests and feet.
It's like a spring breeze suddenly blowing into this world, quietly thawing the frozen world, and in an instant, all kinds of things in the world are ushered in.
Ye Chuyu put down the candied haws in his hand, looked up at the sky, and burst into tears for no reason.
"I...what's wrong? Why do I want to cry unconsciously?" Ye Chuyu asked.
At this moment, the expression on Ye Chuxiao's face also had a lot more warmth, and the softness that had been diluted was now thawed and reappeared.
"Do you know about Whale Fall?"
"After a huge whale dies, it does not fall into the abyss very quickly, but its body can provide many marine creatures with the nutrients they need to survive."
"The dead whale becomes the tenderness it returns to the sea, and countless lives are continued because of its death."
Ye Chuyu's eyes widened when he heard this. He was confused at first, and then suddenly realized: "Is there someone... is there a peerless master who has reached the state of uncertainty and chose to sacrifice his life to the Tao?"
Ye Chuxiao nodded slightly: "Yes! His name is Tang Sutong!"
Tang Sutong is dead!
Quietly one afternoon, he committed suicide on the fifth floor of the Criminal Department dungeon.
When he died, all his thoughts were returned to this incomplete world.
From the moment of his death, the hearts of many monks in the world of Daheng, frozen by indifference, quietly thawed.
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