If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 75: The Top Scholar of the Previous Generation!
Of course, everyone said that they would reward silver and gold, but whether they can get it or not is still a problem.

These princes are basically young people, whether they can make a living is another matter.

But bragging is an effort.

At this time, Detective Xing quickly finished reading the previous chapters again, and then felt the pain of broken chapters.

In order to avoid this pain, he hurried to the next place.

Li Chungang Blood Tofu Shop.

No, it should be...

Room Escape!

Detective Xing quickly looked at the bulletin board above, and felt that just looking at the content had a thrilling feeling.

The title is "The Twelve Hours of the Capital"

It reads like this: You have entered your home, but there are two more people in this home, one is a tofu maker who sells tofu, and the other is a butcher who sells meat.

It's just that the raw material of Tofu Jiang's tofu is your parents' brains, and the meat is your parents' meat.

You need to complete certain tasks before you can save your parents from them.

The first half was okay, but the second half directly made Xing Kuai feel chills in his heart.

Task [-], you must stare at yourself in the bronze mirror for a quarter of an hour, and make a smile.

Task [-], lie on the wooden bed in the cellar with eyes closed for half an hour. No matter what happens in the picture, you can't open your eyes. After the end, open your eyes and look under the bed.

Task [-], put on the dead bride's wedding dress, red embroidered shoes, and make up to look like a bride. The more you look like, the easier it is to qualify for customs clearance.

"My mother..." Although it was the second time watching it, Captain Xing still felt creepy.

"If it weren't for this being the capital, the poor monk would have thought that some evil spirits had come in."

Next to Detective Xing, a monk with a gray beard and a staff was also watching.

A young master next to him immediately asked, "Master, is there any explanation for this?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk thinks that if he wants to escape from this secret room, he may need to baptize his soul." As he said that, the monk immediately began to glance around.

The people next to him were wondering, and saw the monk walked between Li Chungang Xue Tofu Shop and Daoxuan Camellia Shop, sat down directly, then took out a piece of cloth from his arms and hung it on the top of his Zen staff, and wrote:

Take people's money to save people's disasters
No poor monk won't ask for money
Detective Xing quickly turned his head away when he saw this scene. In these years, the respected "Buddha" is still doing the work of the ordinary "looker"?
However, some young masters and young ladies came forward to inquire with great interest.

"Master, can you calculate my official career?"

"Master, does he really have no self in his heart?"

"Master, do you think I can make money with this order?"

Seeing this, Detective Xing stopped looking any further, and walked around to Lin Ke's door, glanced casually at the closed door, and then walked back.

Opposite Tongfu Restaurant is Tingqu Goulan.

But here is also rectification!

Although Detective Xing has always wanted to enter here, he has never entered.

After all, he is poor.

The matchmaker here is very talkative, which made Detective Xing even more embarrassed.

At this time, the two originally small doors in Tingqu Goulan were also closed tightly. It is said that the inside is being remodeled, and I don't know how.

Not many people were watching outside. After all, for many people present, Goulan, Wayao, and even brothels were similar.

And these dudes are more willing to go to those high-end brothels to squander.

From their point of view, what good can such a hook bar on the edge of the capital have?How can it compare to the top oirans of those big brothels.

It's just that there are also attractive things here, that is, there is an additional notice board under the bar for listening to music.

The words "sports competition will start soon" are written on it.

And below, there is a simple form.

Although it was the first time for Xing Kuai to see this division method similar to the menu in a restaurant, it was still easy to understand.

He knows about cuju competitions, pot throwing competitions and the like.

But there are more basketball games, badminton games, and table tennis games that he can't understand.

But he can roughly understand what it means.

There are all kinds of ball games similar to Cuju!

It's just that what Detective Xing didn't understand was that Cuju was just a group of big men playing there. What about the girls who listened to Qugoulan? Did they all dismiss them?
Detective Xing quickly had some guesses, but they were just guesses after all.

It's a pity that Detective Xing is now only looking forward to the opening of these stores soon, otherwise the entire Chaoyang Street will arouse public outrage!

Just as he was thinking, he heard a shout from behind, accompanied by quite a commotion.

Detective Xing quickly looked behind him, and saw that the flow of people there showed the appearance of thousands of streams returning to their ancestors and thousands of rivers flowing into the sea.

The crowd was crowded, and some people even recited poems, and their bodies shone with some kind of brilliance.

squeeze!
Everyone is squeezing in!

where to squeeze?
Wonderland Workshop!

"The renovation of the new store of Wonderland Painting Workshop is completed. Those who buy the new paintings "Pokémon" and "Doraemon Cat" will get a bronze card of the electric mouse and Doraemon cat as a gift!"

"The gift is limited to [-] copies, first come first served! While stocks last!"

I saw Pan Jinlian standing in the ticket of the fairyland painting workshop and yelling, that soft and cute voice directly penetrated the chaotic crowd and spread throughout the street.

At the same time, Pan Jinlian showed five colorful cards with green light on them, depicting two lifelike images.

Ever since, the crowd rioted even more.

"What?! Doraemon cat? That's Doraemon cat!"

"Bold! Who dares to step on my young master's shoes? This young master is..."

"Xiao Cui, hurry up and buy a thousand copies!"

"Er Gouzi, hurry up and buy [-] copies!"

"Why is Doraemon cat so soft and cute? I must get that card!"

"What is "Pokémon"? It's also a comic? But it's not as good-looking as Doraemon!"

"Miss! Miss, I have snatched it!"

The scene was in chaos, and some people even began to chant poems.

"Flying across Jiangdong at high speed, the flags are thousands of streams!"

"Bitch! This guy is cheating, beat him up!"

"Go back and forth, and the water will go east!"

"Presumptuous! Whoever stabs me in the waist! If you are so poor, you will have to do something! Damn, you are still crowded! Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

"Hey! The poor monk's purse has fallen! Damn, look at me, Dawei Tianlong!"

And amidst this chaos, a young man in a wet robe flew directly from the distant sky.

"Hahaha! My son is Ye Jun, the most handsome and talented man in the capital. I am here this time to order [-] sets of comics for all the adults in the court!"

"My great Wei Shengchao has newly developed a painting technique. Congratulations! I will also present a plaque written by myself as a gift of 'The Best of Comic Books', and give it to little friend Lin Ke!"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then a commotion erupted again.

"Ye Jun...Ye Jun...that name sounds familiar!" a young master muttered to himself.

An old man next to him immediately looked thoughtful: "If I'm not wrong, he should be the one in the legend..."

At this moment, someone beside him immediately exclaimed: "No. [-] scholar! No. [-] scholar of Confucianism and Taoism! The No. [-] scholar of the previous generation defeated Taoists, Buddhas, devils and other arrogances!"

The old man just now had a toothache on his face: "Hey! How do you steal the conversation?"

And in this kind of discussion, Ye Jun fell from the sky and was about to fall directly into the fairyland painting workshop.

In the next instant, his body flew backwards at an even faster speed.

"Get out and line up!"

　All champions, Taoists, and Buddhas!
　　I want a monthly ticket!
　　o(o`зo)!!! Serious face

　　
　
(End of this chapter)