247|Prince’s Marvelous Memory Drift 2

He actually just casually sat across from himself.

Xie Ren blinked, and it took a while before he was sure that the man was really talking to himself.

He immediately reacted, and said that he could not be shocked by this person’s momentum and fell into a disadvantage, and remained calm and polite, “Unfortunately, I quit drinking, this cup, I’m afraid I can’t afford it.”

The man in red laughed and sat more casually, saying, “Is that so? I see this Taoist master’s appearance, but seems to have sad clouds, still need to borrow wine to dispel some of the sadness ah.”

Xie Ren didn’t move and said, “Then Your Excellency is afraid that you have misread the situation.”

Although the greatest precept has been broken, one must not give up on oneself and disregard the other minor precepts.

His face was always light, but the man did not budge back, but instead sat here in general, said: “Since the Taoist priest refused to invite me, then, I’ll do it myself?”

Xie Ren looked at him and then looked around. Strange. There weren’t no empty seats around, so why did he have to sit here and drink? But there was no reason to refuse, Xie Ren said, “Be my guest.”

So, the other party lazily waved. The shopkeeper had never seen this kind of guest, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, and quickly sent a wine pot and wine lamps, rubbing the table vigorously, for fear of slowing down this person.

Seeing that the man in red was calm and relaxed, pouring his own drink, Xie Ren couldn’t help but say, “Could it be that, the first time Your Excellency meets with anyone, you will ask them to treat you to a drink?”

The man smirked and said, “Hmm? That’s not going to happen. I won’t hide it from you, Taoist Master, but ordinary people can’t even see my face.”

This tone was rather arrogant. However, Xie Ren did not resent it.

The two of them each sat in their own way, Xie Ren had been looking elsewhere, appearing as if they were very calm. After a while, it was the man who opened his mouth first.

He rested his chin in one hand and said, “What is this Taoist Master’s name and how do you address him?”

Without thinking, Xie Ren made up a fake surname: “Free your surname, Hua.”

The man raised an eyebrow and said, “Oh… Daoist Flower.”

Xie Ren said, “What is your honor’s name?”

The man said, “It is fine for the Taoist Master to call me Sanlang.”

Xie Ren knew that this person was unwilling to tell his true identity, and did not force him. After thinking about it, he didn’t recall any character being the third in line, so he didn’t bother speculating. At this time, he suddenly noticed that on one side of the red-robed man’s cheek, a strand of black hair was tied up in a thin braid, with a red coral bead at the end.

The bead is shiny and soft, a small one, at a glance, it is known to be worth a lot of money. But Xie Ren always feel like where I have seen this bead, seems to be in their own jewels and gems thrown all over the bedchamber?

But he wasn’t sure. Miroku noticed his gaze and said, “Like this?”

With that, he raised a few long, white fingers, gently twisted the coral bead and squeezed it.

For some reason, as Xie Ren’s eyes looked on, his chest suddenly ached, as if something on his body had also been pinched, and he violently bounced back.

It was an overly large gesture, and several of the nearby guests looked this way. With a careless lift of his eyes, Saburo said in surprise, “This Taoist master, what’s wrong with you?”

He stretched out a hand, seemingly to help. Xie Ren of course did not want him to help, busy sitting steadily said, “No, nothing. That bead ……”

“Oh.” The smile that held on Miroku’s lips did not diminish as he said, “The beads?”

He played with the brightly colored coral beads in his hands with a changed intensity and smiled, “This is a gift from my beloved wife. What does the Taoist Master think of it?”

“……”

Xie Ren said, “Well …… very good, very good.”

In fact, he had no idea what he was talking about, his fingers on his lap clenched as if on pins and needles.

The strange man in red was clearly playing with the dainty beads, a simple action, but he saw a few hints of obscenity.

As if being captured in the fingertips, gently rubbing slowly, kneading round and kneading flat is not the red beads, but his body what sensitive parts, Xie Ren inexplicably a burst of face burning, shortness of breath, hard.

It’s not normal. It’s definitely not normal.

This self-proclaimed “Sanlang” man in red is handsome, but for no apparent reason, a demonic aura is born, making people tremble. Xie Ren’s heart alarm bells ringing, strong mind, breathing and calm down, staring at him without fear, asked: “May I ask Your Excellency, take the initiative to approach me, what exactly is the reason for?”

Miroku smiled and said slowly, “Why be so vigilant? There is nothing wrong. But I just saw the Daoist Master’s elegance and was so impressed that I couldn’t help myself. If I have offended, please bear with me.”

“……”

Xie Ren didn’t know whether to believe him or not, and moved his gaze away, secretly regretting in his heart that he shouldn’t have let this person sit across from him, stirring himself up in such a distracted manner. Just at this time, that songstress wrapped up, saluted the crowd, and smiled sweetly at Xie Ren, and then drifted away. With her gone, there was no need for Xie Ren to stay, getting up and saying, ”Farewell. Your Excellency drink this cup slowly by yourself.”

The last sentence was meant to be a bit provocative, but when the words came out of his mouth, he still courteously sent them out. Xie Ren did not dare to look at the man in red, almost flew down the stairs, and walked around for a while to make sure no one was following him, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he stood still, he felt bewildered.

His clothes were gone, his possessions were gone, his sword was gone, his retainers were gone, and his magic power was gone.

In her seventeen years of life, she has never encountered such a hopeless situation, Xie Ren shook her head and stopped a passerby to find out where this place was. The passerby replied that Xie Ren had never heard of this place, and asked, “Then may I ask how far is this place from the Imperial City? In what direction of the Imperial City?”

He didn’t say it was the Immortal Music Imperial City, and the passerby added, “Imperial City? This is to the south of the Imperial City, it’s far away from the Imperial City!”

Sure enough. There was something strange about the people’s speaking accents and building styles here, unlike near the Imperial City, so he guessed it must be far away. I wonder what the purpose of the person who got him here was.

After walking for a while longer, Xie Ren encountered a new dilemma.

He’s hungry.

However, as Fang had also said, all of his belongings were gone. The pendant that could prove the prince’s identity had also disappeared, and he hadn’t been able to pull out anything when he wanted to stuff a few gold leaves into the land before. Tea house on the dry sitting for a while, a tea seat has spent his east and west to gouge only gouge out a few pennies, and because he could not tolerate that old tea scale, tea did not drink a mouthful, now the abdomen is still empty.

It’s really hard to beat a penny.

Just as he was frowning with difficulty, he suddenly realized that something seemed to have fallen beside a tile on the ground in front of him and was shining.

Xie Ren went up, squatted down and turned it over, oddly enough.

A few gold leaves had actually fallen on the floor of this small, shabby alley!

Besides gold leaves, there were also silver leaves and some bits and pieces of small money. Actually picking up money on the ground in broad daylight, pie in the sky, I really don’t know whether to say he was unlucky or lucky.

After Xie Ren picked it up, his first reaction was whether this was accidentally dropped by anyone, walked out of the alley and rushed to the street pedestrians and asked, “May I ask if anyone has dropped their belongings here?”

Most people shook their heads. Some loitering rascal came over shamefacedly and said, “I dropped it! I dropped it!” Xie Ren then asked, “How much did you drop?” All mumbled their answers and ran away amidst laughter.

Xie Ren is afraid of the owner to come back to find, stand in place and wait patiently. Waiting for nearly an hour also did not see people come to find, more and more hungry in the abdomen, for a long time, sighed, looked at the wealth in the sleeve, said: “Otherwise, first borrow a little to use, turn back ten times to return it.”

There was nothing else to do. So, after waiting for another incense stick, he went to the street and bought a steamed bun.

Xie Ren has never eaten steamed bread. More so, he had never eaten this kind of brown flour and steamed buns, which looked big and dull, white and tasteless. But he didn’t want to use more of this found possession, in case this was something someone else wanted to use in a hurry it would be bad, so he only took the least amount of money.

For the first time in his life, he got such a big steamed bread, but also a bit of novelty, walked through the alley, to a more secluded small street, was about to send that steamed bread into the mouth, suddenly from the side of a hand, took away that steamed bread.

The technique of this take, godlike. Xie Ren was stunned, his hand was already empty, turned his head to look at, standing aside, actually is that man in red on the restaurant again!

Xie Ren was stunned.

I didn’t expect that this person actually followed him here, and even more so, he actually robbed his own steamed buns!

After a few moments of stunned silence, he remembered to take it back and jumped up, “Give it back!”

He seized it extremely quickly, but the man’s stance was even faster, plus he was also taller than him, dodging it with a flash and saying, “Don’t eat this.”

He said so, but he himself took a bite of that steamed bun, leaving a gaping hole. Now, Xie Ren couldn’t eat it even if he wanted to. He was the Crown Prince, how could he not eat a steamed bun that had been bitten by someone, his eyes widened and he said, “You!”

It stuck for a moment and gasped, “What’s wrong with you?”

Thanks to his first glance he thought this was a rare character and intended to make friends, but he didn’t expect it to be such a boring scoundrel!

The two figures a red and a white, fast dazzling, absolutely can not believe that such a wonderful scramble takedown actually just to grab a steamed bun. Although Xie Ren vaguely felt that his speed could be faster, fast enough to catch up with this Sanlang’s stance, it was as if he hadn’t grasped the gist of the situation, and his hands and feet didn’t quite listen to the call of duty. Coupled with the fact that he was tired and annoyed and doubtful this whole day, his waist and legs were sore, and under the anger, he actually fell to the ground with a crooked foot, and at that moment, a low cry of pain leaked out of his teeth.

Pain.

Unspeakable pain pervades from unspeakable parts.

This pain was originally present, only that the wound had been carefully treated, and with his extreme and deliberate efforts to ignore it, it had remained inconspicuous. With this fall, his face instantly changed. Sanlang’s face also changed, and immediately leaned over and grabbed his arm as he said, “Brother ……”

And immediately changed his tone to, “Are you okay?”

Xie Ren was so embarrassed that he couldn’t wait to dig a pit and bury his face in the ground, desperately pulling his hand back and burning red, he said, “Please don’t call me names and don’t grab me like that!”

Miroku did let go of his arm, but only for a moment, and then switched to grabbing his shoulder, saying, “How are you? Does it hurt anywhere?”

His tone is very concerned, does not seem to be hypocritical, the so-called reach out does not hit the smiling face, Xie Ren should have been obliged, but when I think of where it hurts and why it hurts, I am ashamed and annoyed, the whole day’s depression are all tumbling up, a hand to knock off his hand, his own bones to get up, said, “…… I do not have where it hurts, the It doesn’t hurt at all!” Dropped a sentence to turn around and run, who knows, and was behind the man caught his wrist, struggling also can not struggle, Xie Ren can not bear it, fiercely turned around, angrily, but saw that the Sanlang stared at him, sighed softly: “Hey, this Taoist master, a thousand wrongs are my fault, do not be angry with me. In this way, let me take you to have another drink to make amends to you.”

Somehow, as soon as Xie Ren saw this person’s face, a heart was in turmoil, he was very unaccustomed to this feeling and just wanted to run away quickly, saying, “I don’t want you to bring it, I never drink! You quickly let go of me.”

Miroku said, “Okay, okay, no drinking. Then I’ll take you to dinner? You’re hungry.”

Xie Ren was furious. What kind of tone was this person talking to him? Simply treating him like a child, he had never been humiliated like this before, saying, ”I don’t want you to take me to dinner either. I’m not hungry. Show some respect!”

Embarrassingly, the words were followed by a weak protest from his belly.

Xie Ren’s figure stiffened and became even more angry, her face reddened with anger and her speech stumbled, “You …… you …… you person, why are you pestering me? Stop pestering me!”

Miroku, however, stared at him closely and said, “Daoist, haven’t you realized it yet?”

Seeing his sudden seriousness, Xie Ren said, “What did you find?”

Miroku said, “On you, there’s something evil.”

Xie Ren was stunned. Suddenly, his wrist loosened, and the bandage that had wrapped around his wrist a white snake slid down, raised high in front of him, and then, lunged at him head on!

However, before it could pounce on it, it was already caught by the man in red and said, “Look.”

“……”

The section of white damask seemed like a poisonous snake that he had pinched seven inches of, twisting and turning in a way that made one’s scalp go numb.

It’s amazing that he’s harboring such a monster in him!

Xie Ren then understood.

He blinked and said, “So …… you approached me because you found out that I was hiding this evil thing on my body?”

Miroku’s face grew more solemn and proper as he said, “Hmm. This thing was so strange, so I paid a little attention to it, and luckily it didn’t hurt you.”

The truth is revealed. Xie Ren thought about how he was really not too polite to this gentleman before, flinging his face and hands, and now that the water has come out, and it turns out that the person approached him out of kindness, he was very embarrassed, and gave him a serious salute, saying, “Many thanks, Your Excellency. It was me who misunderstood before.”

Before he could bend at the waist Miroku held him up and said, “Where, where. It’s just a matter of lifting my hand.”

Raising his head, Xie Ren was slightly confused. For some reason, he always felt, this red man seems to be serious, the corner of the eye is smiling. It is expected that his own messy and wretched state were all taken in by the other party, and some embarrassed.

Strangely enough, among his peers, Xie Ren was already considered to be very stable, who knew that he would not be able to calm down once he saw this man, teaching him to be so uneasy. Sanlang, however, didn’t seem to notice this and said, “Since it’s settled, then, I’ll be leaving. Master Taoist, I’ll see you again?”

Xie Ren subconsciously said, “Well, I’ll see you later.”

Saburo waved his hand and turned to walk away. Unable to help herself, Xie Ren actually followed him a few steps.

It could be because they really didn’t know where to go, or they could be sparse. As soon as Miroku turned around, Xie Ren was startled, and only then did she come to her senses, hurriedly stopping and pretending to look away. However, it was already too late.

A few soft laughs came from over there, and Xie Ren’s earlobes turned red in embarrassment.

Looking over stiffly, Miroku clasped his arms and laughed, “I don’t think it’s best to wait for the afterparty, I think now is the time to have a date. How about it? Would the Taoist Master like to join me for a drink now?”

–

It’s still the same gorgeous tavern that it was.

This just befriended the man in red is very generous, come up to the restaurant’s best wine and food order a table full, actually not inferior to the Imperial Palace, and many practices are very novel, Xie Ren has never seen. Hungry he ate and ate, only to find that Sanlang has been on the opposite side of a hand supporting the cheeks, not looking at him. That look, as if he was treating him as the next meal.

“……”

Xie Ren was stared at by this kind of gaze once again as if sitting on pins and needles, sure that his party did not lose their temper because of hunger food phase, then put down the chopsticks, coughed lightly, said, “…… See the joke.”

Miroku said, “Huh? What’s so funny about that? Don’t mind me. Please, please. Go on.”

He then took out the steamed bun that the two had just grabbed for a while and ate it without changing his face. Seeing this, Xie Ren became more and more embarrassed.

He sat upright, looked at the white damask, decided to talk about business, said: “Why in the end this evil thing will hide in my body? I actually completely did not realize its existence, it is simply like …… “It is simply like it has been in his body tucked in for a long time, tucked in the habit.

That white damask kept swinging its head and tail to swim toward him, if it was not firmly fixed by Sanlang, I was afraid that it would have wrapped him into a dumpling. It looks like …… quite like him.

Sanlang used a chopstick to crush it to keep it from lunging at Xie Ren and smiled, “It seems that this evil creature has very bad habits, it must be taught a good lesson.”

Xie Ren said, “It’s better to find out where it came from than to teach it a lesson.”

The two of them talked for a while. Xie Ren grew up in the immortal music palace, and later practiced in the imperial pole view, never seen talk so interesting, see and hear so rich people, listen to Sanlang talk to listen to the eyes bright, show more than just a face, almost what worries are put behind the back of the mind. Only after a while did he suddenly remember that he was in the middle of a weird vortex, and said with a straight face, “Sanlang, can I ask you about someone?”

Miroku threw the white silk to the ground, and not knowing what trick he had used to make it go limp and not jump, said, “Who.”

Xie Ren said, “It’s like this. I’m looking for someone by the name of Flower City.”

At the name, Miroku raised an eyebrow.

He said, “Uh-huh. Can I ask what you’re looking for in this man?”

Xie Ren said sincerely, “Honestly, I don’t know.”

Listening to Miroku’s tone, he guessed that he must know who Hanagi was, and added, “Maybe you’ll think I’m hiding something from you, but it’s true, and I don’t know what I can do with him. As soon as I woke up today, I found myself in a very odd situation.”

He said the ins and outs in one breath, only skimming over the things he was ashamed to say. Finally, Xie Ren said, “So I think this person should be very important. If you know who he is, Sanlang, is it convenient to tell?”

Sanlang laughed, “Ah, nothing inconvenient. Dao Master, you and I are like old friends at first sight, I naturally want to help you. Hua Cheng this person? ……”

Xie Ren listened intently and said, “How?”

Miroku said, “It’s a maniac.”

Xie Ren said, “How wild?”

Miroku poured a glass of wine, held it in his hand, and said, “He’s a believer.”

“Whose believers?”

“Prince Xianle’s.”

“Cough cough-“

Xie Ren hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of tea before coughing it out, saying, “Wait, wait. I – my country’s Immortal Music Prince Xie Ren, haven’t become a god yet, where are the believers from?”

Sanlang said indifferently, “Sooner or later, I will become a god. Besides, that’s all there is to a god, if you say it’s a god, it’s a god, if you say it’s not, it’s not. If he thinks it is, then it is.”

Xie Ren crowed, saying, “This is too casual!”

After a pause, he added, “…… However, does he really believe that much that His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely become a god?”

Miroku said slowly, “It’s not belief.”

Then he guffawed, “It’s conviction.”

Xie Ren guffawed along with it, thinking, “Then I will never live up to this person’s expectations.”

He also clasped his arms and said, “So, where can I meet this Flower City?”

Sanlang said, “Do you really want to go see him, Daoist?”

Xie Ren said, “Yeah.”

Miroku didn’t seem to agree with him on that idea and said, “Hanagi is a very bad person.”

Xie Ren frowned slightly and said, “Very bad? Where is it bad?”

He wasn’t quite ready to believe that a believer who was convinced he would become a god was a bad person. Saburo said, “Well ……”

It was at this moment that Xie Ren noticed something.

Previously he had been careful not to look directly at Miroku much. Now that the two had been together for a while and had gotten somewhat acquainted, he relaxed a little and let his eyes go.

One of Miroku’s hands had been resting on the edge of the railing, his fingers tapping on the railing in a nonchalant manner. The five fingers were long and slender, and on the third, a thin red thread was tied as if it were a brightly colored karmic knot.

Xie Ren immediately recalled the messy image that flashed through his mind when the songstress was singing at the teahouse: under the gauze tent, two hands, ten fingers tightly interlocked.

The hand overlying the one above was tied with such a red thread.