The city master of Yusheng Station was leaning against the window. He heard the sound of flower pots breaking and looked at the window in surprise.
It didn't matter. "Monster, monster", Yu Sheng was so frightened that he stepped back. Only after being supported by Aunt Qing did he stand upright.
No wonder Yu Sheng is scared, anyone would be shocked to see a lifelike shadow puppet half the size of a body, carved from donkey skin and painted with bright colors.
"Oops, I'm sorry, I broke the flower pot." The shadow puppet handed over his hand, reached out and took out more than ten coins from his arms and threw them to the boy, "These should be considered as compensation."
The boy Mumu took it and stared blankly at the shadow puppet. In the midst of shock, he was slapped on the back of the head by Yu Sheng and came to his senses.
"What are you doing? Although the flower pot only costs 30 cents, but we are not short of money in Zhaixing Tower, what are you doing with it?" Yu Sheng said.
The boy looked at the money in his hand and said, "No, it's from the shopkeeper..." He spread his palms and was in a dilemma, because the shopkeeper obviously said he would take the money.
"Thirty cents?" The shadow puppet interrupted them, stood on the window sill and looked at the flowerpot, then took out ten cents and threw it into the boy's hand.
Just now the shopkeeper blamed him, but the boy's hand sank. Just as he was about to refuse, Yu Sheng reached out and took the money away.
"Never again, don't ask for money from guests. We are all distinguished guests." Yu Sheng gave the boy five liters of cash as a reward and looked at the shadow puppets curiously.
This shadow puppet only has one skin, and I don’t know where the money is hidden.
The shadow puppet ignored Yu Sheng and jumped from the window sill into the room.
"Everyone, you are here early enough." He said to Jiu Jianxian and Jian Pingsheng, then turned back to greet Aunt Qing, "How do you always take care of me, girl?"
"It's okay, I haven't been mad at anyone yet." Aunt Qing said and glared at Yu Sheng, who was putting the money in his arms.
Si Wu, who was sitting, stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled and offered his hand to the shadow puppet: "The Lord of Yanting City is also here today, what a coincidence."
The shadow puppet cupped his hands and said, "It's not a coincidence. We were invited by the girl Zhao and came here specially today."
The smile on Si Wu's face disappeared. He looked around Jian Pingsheng and Jiu Jianxian, and then at Aunt Qing. Finally he couldn't help but asked in a joking tone: "It must be great to be able to invite three immortals."
It won't be a bigger event than the Taotie attack, right?"
"We meet old friends and catch up on old times." Aunt Qing stood up and said, "If there is nothing else to do, please step aside for now."
Si Wu paused, his eyes gradually turned cold, he looked at Aunt Qing and then glanced at everyone, "In that case, I'll take my leave first."
He led Wu Zhu past Yu Sheng toward the door. The anger radiating from his body made Yu Sheng feel chilly in the late summer and early autumn season.
Of course Si Wu was not happy. The three most vocal city lords were gathered together before the alliance. If they said they were just reminiscing about old times, he would not believe it even if they were beaten to death.
The boy had just finished cleaning up the mess left by the flowerpot, and Yu Sheng waved him out, "Watch carefully, don't let Wu Zhu and his group eavesdrop."
"Yes." The boy agreed, and just as he was about to leave, Aunt Qing said to Yu Sheng, "You go out too."
"Me?" Yu Sheng was surprised. Seeing Aunt Qing nod with confidence, he smiled and said: "Little aunt, I don't need to go out, we are all on our own..."
Halfway through the words, Aunt Qing held him by the collar, Yu Sheng's toes lifted off the ground, and he was dragged out of the door by his little aunt.
"Stay here honestly, you'll be fine soon." When the maid inside closed the door, Aunt Qing warned Yu Sheng.
But Yu Sheng didn't listen. He saw the shadow puppet trembled slightly in the sun and turned into an old man with a stooped back.
He was dressed in gray cloth, with white beard and hair, white eyebrows drooped, and an ordinary face. If you meet him on the street for the rest of your life, you will definitely think that he is an ordinary old man.
The door was closed, and Yu Sheng listened closely, hoping to know what they were discussing inside.
However, he couldn't hear anything, but he saw Si Wu leading the people standing in the distance. When Yu Sheng saw him, he snorted coldly and went downstairs.
"There's something wrong." Yu Sheng sneered. He was also kicked out and snorted at him.
Fortunately, it didn't take long, and just as Yu Sheng was about to poke a hole in the door paper, the door was pushed open, and Yu Sheng, who was leaning against the door, fell in headfirst.
Aunt Qing stretched out her hand to stop him, looked at his embarrassed look, and said helplessly to everyone: "That's him."
No one agreed. Yu Sheng stood firm and saw that all the immortals present were staring at him with their mouths open, and the maid looked at him with strange eyes.
Yu Sheng was confused. He lowered his head and looked at himself. His trousers were short, with his ankles and part of his calf exposed.
"Could it be that yesterday's Rice Pearl was too effective and made me too handsome?" Yu Sheng looked at the crowd and made random guesses in his mind.
After a while, the hunched old man, Yan Ting, the lord of the movie city, came back to his senses, coughed and said: "The appearance followed her."
Jiu Jianxian took the opportunity to drink a cup of Shaoxing Yijiu Eighty-two to calm down his shock, "He still has the temperament of a money-lover."
After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other and then Jiujianxian asked, "Boy, what do you think you look like?"
"Me?" Yu Sheng pointed at himself and saw both of them nodding at the same time.
Yu Sheng said modestly: "In general, I can't be called a jade tree lining the wind. I can only be more handsome and unrestrained. I can't be called the number one in the Eastern Wasteland..."
In the first half of the sentence, the two of them nodded, but in the second half of the sentence, the two of them frowned, because this is not the style of King Donghuang.
Yu Sheng felt that he had said something wrong and hurriedly corrected him: "When I take over Hu Muyuan, the first place in the Eastern Wasteland will almost be in the bag."
The two of them nodded and said in unison: "It's hers."
Yu Sheng was confused, "Whose?"
The two ignored him and looked back at Jian Pingsheng.
Jian Pingsheng nodded and said: "This guy has a pretty good temper, he's not like her who gets angry easily, but..."
"But what?" Jiu Jianxian looked at him.
Jian Pingsheng pointed to his brain, "It's a bit lazy here, just like her, it's not used often."
Jian Pingsheng said it very euphemistically, but Yu Sheng still heard it, "Who are you to call me stupid? Don't think that I can't deal with you because you are a swordsman."
Aunt Qing also frowned dissatisfied, "Jian Pingsheng, are you stupid to compete with your sword?"
Jiu Jianxian and Yan Ting gave Jian Pingsheng a thumbs up at the same time, "I admire you, your courage is commendable, but when you cause trouble, don't say that we are with you."
Jian Pingsheng was busy making amends. He pointed at his brain, "Of course, it's much smarter than mine."
"Isn't that still an insult to my IQ?" Yu Sheng muttered dissatisfied.
The three of them ignored each other and confirmed Yu Sheng's identity after winking at each other.
Yan Ting, hunched over, walked over and patted Yu Sheng on the shoulder, "Xiao Yu'er, do you want to marry me? My granddaughter is pretty good, but she eats a little too much."
Daqing asked so many questions just now, just because of this matter, Yu Sheng shook his head, "Forget it, forget it, I like to eat less food, that way I can save food."
"She can also eat less and lose weight," Yan Ting said.
"No, no, I like pretty ones." Yu Sheng stood behind Aunt Qing, fearing that Yan Ting would kidnap him, "Like my little aunt."
Yan Ting glanced at Aunt Qing and shook his head, "Why is there such a big gap between the eyes of others and myself?"
The granddaughter smashed the Yan Ting in her hand and sighed in disappointment. She thought that her vision for the rest of her life would be different from ordinary people's.