XIAO SHUXIANG'S
323 - Flower Flow Inn
During the meal, Xiao Lu and Yi Wen did not stop talking. They sometimes discuss clothing models, hair, eye color, and most often the makeup of the male lure.
Xiao Shuxiang, Lan Guan Zhi, and Ling Qing Zhu did not know what the two friends were discussing.
They seemed to be unable to enter into the conversation of these friends of theirs, while Xiao Qing Yan was more of a listener because this information felt new to him.
For the Mad Beggar Boy, there was no need to ask anymore. It was he who made the chatter of Xiao Lu and Yi Wen have a long duration.
They discussed lip dyes alone took more than an hour.
Starting from the village which is famous for its artificial coloring, until the name of the famous merchant is discussed in full with his family history.
Xiao Shuxiang was only speechless as he put on a look of astonishment accompanied by his open mouth as he did not expect the Mad Beggar Boy to know much about makeup, much less about color.
During this time, both Xiao Shuxiang, Ling Qing Zhu, and Lan Guan Zhi only knew the color red had three types, first blood red, pink, and Tangghulu red.
But at the talk of the Mad Beggar Boy, Xiao Lu, with Yi Wen.. The color has more than twenty types.
Not only Xiao Shuxiang, the customers in this room also became listeners.
"Ck ck ck, the girls' talks are really terrible. I even just found out there's a color called Red Seaweed, which my wife always calls me color blind.. It's crazy,"
One of the customers whose desk was not far from where Xiao Shuxiang and his friends were was standing seemed to be shaking their heads while clucking softly.
He along with his two colleagues, they are warriors of the Partai Rajawali.
"I agree, but the most unexpected was the young man. Why does she know so much about women's makeup? Is that guy a merchant?"
"I guess even the merchant didn't know about his family's complete history. But that person, he was discussing the first generation until now.. Is she psychic? A person who lives thousands of years will have trouble remembering every little detail of his life journey, and he only discusses lipstick. Lissy. That thing doesn't matter at all,"
A man aged about 37 years with a mediocre face was seen massaging his forehead slowly. He shook his head and said that he could not believe there was such a creature in this world.
".. I might not be too surprised if the one discussing is women, the problem is why the young man who gives the most information?"
"That means he's the kind of young man who cares about what we are.. The women wear. You only know to follow, and give a limited assessment.. 'You're beautiful', 'From my paradise', idiih.."
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The four warriors from the Beak Rajawali Party gasped as the female cultivators next to them all spoke. The woman looks 31 years old, the makeup is a little excessive, especially on the lips.
"Miss, you should know.. The men prefer the natural. You wear a thick lipstick on your lips will even make your partner uncomfortable. To be honest, kissing a girl with a thick lipstick tastes very bitter. Really not good,"
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The hero's words just made him the center of attention. Some cultivators who heard clearly even choked on the wine he drank.
"Buddy, have you ever.. Afraid?"
"Hm?" the man looked at the friend beside him as he felt his partner's hand touch his shoulder. "..haa.. Sure oes. If you want to take off your lip virginity, the Brothel in Big Dipper City is the best. But you'd better not pick a thick-talking woman,"
The ordinary-looking man shamelessly recommended a sacred place for his friends. His speech that was so clear even made some swordsmen give him a look of disbelief.
The 31-year-old woman in red clothes beside him also heard this, she smiled wryly while snorting briefly.
"You think we women wear makeup to look attractive in front of you guys? Huh, that's not true. The fact is we dress up like this to make other women jealous, you guys are too big a head,"
The laughter of the four red-clothed women could be heard clearly by Xiao Shuxiang. Not only her friends, even the other customers talked about the makeup of the women. They seemed to forget the gripping atmosphere that enveloped the Blood Moon City.
One of the residents' houses not far from the Flower Fiber Inn.. It looks quiet and dark. There were four residents of the house, the father was seen tying the hands and feet of his daughter who was about 17 years old.
The position of the girl sleeping on her back, she did not seem rebellious at all when bound by the Father. Her mother covered her ears and eyes with a cloth while saying that she should be able to get through tonight.
"Mothers.. Why don't we just go?"
"Son, you have to be patient. Pray that we can get through tonight.."
If the night sky in another city was so beautiful and many citizens were able to sleep soundly, then in Blood Moon City it was all just a mere dream.
Every day they must be haunted by the fear of death. That feeling is becoming more and more when the moon begins to manifest itself. There were no natives who were able to get out of this city, they were as if bound to the Blood Moon City which was considered a curse.
".. Now it's your turn, son, come on.."
The middle-aged man dressed in chocolate patted the shoulder of his 14-year-old son. He and his wife walked out of the room illuminated by a bamboo torch. This time the one who was going to be tied up was their son.
No Blood Moon City citizen had ever smiled sincerely or laughed. If there is, the smile must contain sadness and fear.
Some residents are distressed by the fate of the city, even decided to end their lives. It is likely that at this time, only the immigrants who considered this calamity to be exaggerated would laugh.
Lan Guan Zhi and Ling Qing Zhu themselves had not said much since, let alone joined in when his friends started talking about funny things.
They were not uninterested, it was just that the minds of the two were filled with various questions.
Originally, Lan Guan Zhi had wanted to find a lot of information about the Blood Moon City in this inn, but now there was not a single employee, let alone the innkeeper he had seen.
"I think they're doing what two city gatekeepers are saying, they're tying themselves up and trying to hold on till morning," Xiao Shuxiang seemed to know what these two sparingly talking friends were thinking, he had been thinking the same thing since.
"We need to help them,"
Lan Guan Zhi nodded in agreement to Ling Qing Zhu's remark. He thinks they should help people in need. Moreover, it seems that 32 customers in this place also intend to help.
Xiao Shuxiang, "You know, I honestly don't like to interfere with other people's problems. But if what these townspeople are going through interferes with our journey, then it can't be allowed to go,"
Lan Guan Zhi and Ling Qing Zhu smiled faintly upon hearing the opinion of Xiao Shuxiang. They actually did not expect the black-clothed young man to be of any help, this was unlike the Xiao Shuxiang they knew.
"Is it possible that snow will fall in the Middle Continent?"
"If three days he continues like this.. Then it's really going to snow,"
Ling Qing Zhu responded to Lan Guan Zhi's remark, the two turned to each other and looked at each other for a moment before looking back at Xiao Shuxiang.
Xiao Lu, who was among them, seemed indifferent, he was even engrossed in chatting with Yi Wen and the Mad Beggar Boy.
Some of the warriors started to stand up from their seats and then walked towards the door, they were made up of four men and three women.
They were from different parties and were currently on a mission from the Blood Moon City Guardian. The person in charge of this city did exert every effort, including asking for help from warriors as well as cultivators from various places.
"For discussing lipstick, we're late to the assembly line, too,"
"Take it that it was entertainment before the storm,"
Xiao Shuxiang heard the words of the two men who had just walked over. He noticed the warriors who started to open the door and immediately exited the room. Some who looked like monks also followed the seven warriors.
"We should go too,"
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Yi Wen and the Mad Beggar Boy looked over as the other customers got up from their seats. You could say, 32 people previously had the same mission, which was to help the citizens of Blood Moon City.
Now, the ones still living inside the room were Xiao Shuxiang and his friends. Yi Wen was curious about one thing, he then got up from his seat and hurried to step out.
It was only a moment before Yi Wen returned and joined his friends. He made the Mad Beggar Boy, Xiao Lu, and Xiao Shuxiang confused.
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"What did you do?"
"Brother Xiao, I'm just curious about the name of this city. When I came out earlier, I saw that the moon in this city was completely red, as red as blood. It's scary to see it for too long,"
Xiao Shuxiang and the Mad Beggar Boy blinked, both of them glancing at each other before racing out of the room. The chair they were sitting in even fell down because of it.
Xiao Lu, Yi Wen, and the others caught up with Xiao Shuxiang. Their curiosity paid off when they saw the moon in the sky that did have a scary red color.
Other than the moon, not a single star was visible in the sky of Blood Moon City. This situation is quite strange, especially the clouds do not appear to cover the sky. And the other thing is a gust of cold, piercing wind.
"Where did the warriors go?" Xiao Qing Yan circulated a glance around, yet there was no one other than his friends that he saw.
"It looks like they jumped over that wall to get out of here. Are we after them?"
Crazy Beggar Boy continued to hold his bamboo staff, his opinion was correct because indeed the gate of this inn was locked from the inside, so obviously the customers who were one room with them had not come out through the gate.
Xiao Shuxiang was just about to answer the Crazy Beggar Boy's question, but suddenly there was a clear sound of music. He and his friends were immediately shocked.
"That voice.." Yi Wen tried to find out, he and Xiao Lu immediately shot up to the roof of the building. They stand with their eyes pointed to the surroundings.
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