Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 60
At noon, Wen Jingchan was taken by Ling Yu to Dumu Winery for a meal.

When she was visiting the market, she heard that this was the best place to eat in Quanxiangfu Town.

Apart from being expensive, there are no other disadvantages.

So as soon as Wen Jingchan had money, Ling Yu brought him here.

She ordered a table of weird and unique dishes, and when they were all served, she smiled at Wen Jingchan.

In Wen Jingchan's memory, she seldom smiled, and rarely showed any other expressions.

Although he didn't say it, he knew that she had a lot on her mind.

It's just that if she doesn't say anything, it's not easy for him to ask more questions.

"Eat," Ling Yu said, "This is your money."

In fact, it's not his money, he doesn't feel bad about spending it, and even if it's his, Ling Yu is willing to use it, he is also very happy.

Seeing that the crab roe tofu was very well made, she took an empty bowl and filled it with a porcelain spoon, and placed it in front of Wen Jingchan.

At this very moment, she saw someone staring at her in the viewing seats upstairs diagonally behind her.

It's 烎魈.

She chatted with Wen Jingchan nonchalantly: "Master, have you never been to this kind of place to eat before?"

Wen Jingchan is indeed a bit unfamiliar, and he doesn't know where to start with many meals.

"No," Wen Jingchan said truthfully, "I seldom go shopping."

He is really not seeking pleasure.

Ling Yu is similar, but probably a little bit more knowledgeable than him.

"You asked me twice if I wanted to become a fairy," Ling Yu said, "I also asked a question today."

Wen Jingchan raised his eyes and looked at her squarely, his eyes were very gentle: "Say it."

"If you fail to cross the tribulation," Ling Yu also looked into his eyes, "You can only be a mortal in this life, what will happen to you?"

No one asked the question, and he certainly never thought about the answer.

Everyone tacitly agreed that he would succeed in going through the catastrophe and ascend to the gate of immortality.

He didn't know what the doom would be in the future, and he really didn't think that he would fail, as if he had always acquiesced that he would ascend smoothly.

"You don't have to answer." Ling Yu was very generous.

Many times she has something she doesn't want to answer, and every time she just turns around and leaves, showing her refusal with her own body.

So I don't mind Wen Jingchan choosing to remain silent at this time.

"I'll tell you when I think it over." Wen Jingchan said suddenly.

His voice is as good as ever.

Ling Yu tilted her head and smiled: "Okay."

Wen Jingchan also smiled back, and then picked up a spoon to eat.

Ling Yu thoughtfully put things on the plate in front of him, such as sliced ​​duck and shredded green onions wrapped in pancakes, or white-cut snail meat dipped in seasoning.

These things are not found on the Mingjing Mountain.

The last time I took him to eat oil tea, Ling Yu discovered that this little fairy is not very old, and he has seen and eaten very few.

He didn't even know how to put it in his mouth, so she had to teach him.

After dinner, Ling Yu followed Wen Jingchan to the tailor shop.

At noon, there were not many people coming and going on the street, Ling Yu stretched out his arms to let the tailor measure, and when he turned his head, he saw Xuan Ji across the street outside the door.

Sure enough, he was following him.

Ling Yu didn't know the reason, but he didn't think it was a bad thing either.

It's just that he hid in the tea shop and pretended to be nothing, which made her feel ridiculous.

"How many clothes are you going to make?" The old tailor memorized the numbers and asked Wen Jingchan.

"This, this," Ling Yu casually pointed at several pieces of fabric, "That's all, you can make as many as you can."

Wen Jingchan nodded, which was her affirmation.

The old tailor didn't expect that it was this young woman who had the final say in the family.

Taking the deposit from Wen Jingchan, he took off all the cloth Ling Yu pointed at.

Wen Jingchan observed silently, and found that all the Lingyus chose turquoise, but in different shades.

When she blocked the eight long needles for him, she was also light blue.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the street, and a group of officers and soldiers escorted the prison cart past the door of the tailor shop.

The lively crowd also followed the escort team, talking about the prisoner's past while walking.

Even the old tailor who lowered his head to settle accounts looked up, then heaved a long sigh and shook his gray-haired head: "It's a pity."

Ling Yu recognized the person in the prison van as Liu Chang who caused trouble in front of the Mengsheng Pavilion.

What pity can this person have?

The guy on the side also echoed his boss: "If it wasn't for being deceived by that flamboyant prostitute, Mr. Liu would be admitted to the examination sooner or later, and he will shine on the lintel."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Jingchan, who didn't care at all, turned her head and looked at the old tailor and the buddy.

"That's right," the old tailor stroked his beard, "It was supposed to be a good story to save the world, but the prostitute has no heart and is willing to degenerate."

"It's a pity Mr. Liu, in his prime, he accidentally killed someone."

Kill by mistake?
Ling Yu was a little puzzled, could it be Yu Niang who killed her?
"Who did he kill?" Ling Yu asked him.

"Miss, haven't you heard?" The old tailor replied, "Last night, Mr. Liu went to the Dream House to win back his lover, and persuade her not to follow the old way of prostitution."

"Unexpectedly, it is difficult for her to change from extravagance to frugality, and she refuses to live a poor life with Mr. Liu."

"No matter how much he begged, he refused to go with him."

"In desperation, Mr. Liu accidentally killed that famous actress."

The story was well made up, and Wen Jingchan's face showed a hint of shock.

The farce in front of the Mengsheng Hall was obvious to all, and this incident can still be spread like this.

"How do you know it wasn't Liu Chang who was sorry for her?" Ling Yu asked him.

"How is that possible," the little guy rushed to retort, "A man walks in the world, and his admiration is not ashamed, let alone a scholar like Mr. Liu."

Ling Yu sneered, so proud of herself.

She doesn't want to argue with such a person, it's a waste of her time whether she wins or loses.

"Let's go back." Ling Yu said to Wen Jingchan.

He knew that Ling Yu was disgusted and didn't want to stay here any longer, so he left the tailor shop with her.

The shop was the best tailor in the town, and the old tailor was famous for his work.

Ling Yu has long known that there are no purely good people in the world, but when she really sees it clearly, she still can't help but want to roll her eyes.

He may indeed be a skilled craftsman, one of the best in his trade.

But the prejudice in his heart and the narrow mind made Ling Yu feel that this person is really inferior.

Before Wen Jingchan left, he told the boy: "We won't come again. The clothes are ready and sent to the gate of Mingjing Mountain. Naturally, someone will pay the rest of the money and the round-trip fee."

The little boy only realized later: "It turns out that the two of you are immortal masters!"

He nodded, then followed Ling Yu's footsteps and left.

After drinking the last sip of tea in the cup, Xuan Ji put an ingot of broken silver on the table, and followed them away.

A sound transmission came to his ears when he was leaving: "The dignified Demon Venerable doesn't feel ashamed of doing things like this."

(End of this chapter)