Nightmare Era

Chapter 30 Lin Yuanxi

Yang Ning realized the benefits brought by the establishment of the cloud information matrix in less than 10 minutes.

On the deep blue eyes in front of him, a lot of information began to emerge, including but not limited to the names of roadside plants and trees, the names of passers-by on the roadside, age, personality, hobbies, exercises, and whether there were injuries on the body.

Because the time is still short, the collection is not comprehensive, but the information is still being enriched rapidly. I believe that it will not be long before Yang Ning can establish a big data model of the entire Haiyun City residents!

At that time, let alone collecting information, Yang Ning can become the biggest intelligence merchant in Haiyun City!

"Huh?" Yang Ning stopped at the entrance of a flower shop.

"Little brother, do you want to come in and try?" The bustard at the door saw Yang Ning, and laughed immediately, while reaching out to grab Yang Ning's arm and bring it inside.

"I'm only 12, can I get in?" Yang Ning asked in amazement.

"With your height and body, you don't look like a 12-year-old. No one would believe you if they said you were 18!" the madam laughed.

As the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Yang Ning naturally has no shortage of money to eat and drink, because Yang Ning's height is indeed not low because he pays attention to diet and calcium supplementation.

Coupled with the fact that he is in the developmental period and also has the effect of practicing martial arts, Yang Ning is getting taller every day these days, and now he is 172.

Yang Ning smiled, and didn't refuse the old bustard's kindness, and was directly pushed into this flower shop called Tianxiufang.

After entering the door, the Madam stretched out her hand to greet him: "Xiao Yu, come and greet this young master. What should I call him?"

"My surname is Yang!"

"Xiao Yu, take good care of Young Master Yang!"

"Okay!" The girl named Xiao Yu was about eleven or twelve years old. She had an ordinary appearance. She was wearing this maid's dress and had an eager smile on her face: "Mr. Yang, is this your first time here?"

"Yeah!" Yang Ning nodded: "I've seen ordinary flower shops, but I haven't seen the flower shops of monks, come and experience them!"

"Then you have to take a good look!" Xiao Yu said with a smile: "The food and wine here are not comparable to those in ordinary flower shops. What's more, the girls here are all monks, and their figures and skin are nothing like ordinary people. No woman can compare!"

Why, just after embarking on the path of cultivating immortals, don’t you consider yourself a mortal?
But it's normal, the [-]th-line stars don't think of themselves as the masses, let alone immortal cultivators.

The mortal world is indeed what the monks call mortal countries and villages. No matter how big your country is, it doesn't matter how many troops you have.

"Are you on the first floor or are you going to the second floor?" Xiao Yu said, "The first floor is for the guests, and you can sit with everyone, but you can watch the show at a close distance. There are private seats on the second floor, which are more noble!"

"Go to the second floor!" Yang Ning said.

"Okay!" Xiao Yu's smile widened, and she happily ran up the stairs.

Yang Ning shouted: "Don't worry, don't worry, let me take a look at the furnishings here."

Looking around.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu also quickly slowed down.

As time went on, he collected more and more information.

Haiyun City seems to have a relationship with the eight characters. There is a Bada miner over there, and this flower shop also has a Bada flower shop.Tianxiufang is also one of them.

Tianxiufang is not big in size, and it can be ranked in the forefront because it takes advantage of the operators.

It is the industry of Yanjimen under Taihengzong. Yanjimen inherits a heaven-level puppet art. While learning puppets, its disciples created a kind of puppet dance. Once it was launched, it immediately became popular in the monk world, so it was not well known at first. Because of the exclusive performance of the puppet dance, the Tianxiu Square stands out from many flower workshops and becomes one of the eight major flower workshops in Haiyun City.

These days, everyone has beautiful women, and to stand out, it depends on who can live better.

Yang Ning deliberately slowed down his pace. When he went upstairs, he saw that the only empty seat was occupied by someone and sat down. His face suddenly became a little regretful.

Xiao Yu was also taken aback, and then quickly turned her head: "Well, Mr. Yang, the flower shop is doing well today, and it seems that the seats are full. Do you think you should go downstairs, or compete for a seat with someone?"

In addition to having fun, the flower shop is also a good place to socialize. Isn’t that what the saying goes, what are brothers? We have been together for a long time.
Friends made here are sometimes more reliable than those made in school.

"Of course!" Yang Ning nodded, and then pointed to a place next to him: "I think there is still space there, can you ask?"

A private seat can seat four people, but there are only two people in that seat, a man and a woman, and they look like they are a young master and a maid, and there is no waiter.

"They should be here to drink vegetarian tea." Xiao Yu said, "Are you sure you want to sit there?"

"Sure, I'm here to watch the show too!" Yang Ning nodded firmly.

"Okay!" Xiao Yu nodded, and then went over to negotiate.

Yang Ning saw Xiao Yu pointing his finger to this side, and nodded to the young master.

After a while, Xiao Yu trotted over and said with a smile, "It's done!"

"Thank you!" Yang Ning took out a few taels of silver from his pocket: "I don't need to pay for the rest."

"Uh, okay, I need you to say hello!" Xiao Yu hurriedly nodded, still a little disappointed.

Serving those fat pigs is a painful thing, but not being able to serve this handsome and handsome little brother is also a painful thing!

"Hello, my son, I'm Yang Ning, a lost little book boy in Shengxian Yuan!" Yang Ning bowed his hands politely.

"Yang Ning?" The young man's eyebrows were long and narrow, his nose and lips were small, and he looked like a boy or girl. He turned his eyes and said, "I seem to have heard of this name. Have you ever written a poem in which there is a sentence: Chang'e Should I regret stealing the elixir? The blue sea and blue sky are my heart every night?"

"Oh?" Yang Ning was taken aback: "Have you heard of my poems?"

The young master smiled and said: "The world regards poetry as a small way, but I quite like it, but there are not many people in the world who can write good poems, and you are the only one who can catch my eyes all these years!"

"This" Yang Ning hurriedly handed over his hand: "Don't dare to take it. There are still many talented people in the world, but they don't have this ambition!"

"Maybe!" The young master nodded, and asked again: "But who is Chang'e in this poem, what medicine did she steal, why should she regret it?"

"Oh, this is a character in a short story I wrote when I was a child. By the time I wrote this poem, it had been widely circulated, so I used it directly!" Yang Ning quickly explained: "Chang'e's husband asked the fairy A longevity medicine came, but she didn't take it because she was reluctant to part with Chang'e. But Chang'e was curious about the effect of the longevity medicine, so she stole the medicine and ate it. After taking the medicine, her body became lighter and uncontrollable, and eventually flew to the sky. When we get to the moon, we can only be with the Moon Rabbit.”

"The meaning of this poem is that Chang'e may regret stealing the medicine, and in the end she will not be able to be with her beloved. She can only look at the blue sky every day and miss the world alone!"

"So that's what it means!" The young master nodded, and asked again: "So does Young Master Yang think that longevity is a bad thing?"

"I am not an immortal, so how do I know whether immortality is good or bad?" Yang Ning shook his head: "But I think if you are still alone after immortality, then immortality is just a kind of torture!"

"Is that so!" The young master nodded half-understood, as if thinking of something again, he hurriedly said, "By the way, I know your name, but you still don't know mine. My name is Lin, and my name is Yuanxi. My age should be I'm close to you, or should I be called a brother from now on?"

The face of the little maid next to him darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Yang Ning didn't look at her at all. Instead, her eyes lit up: "Yuan Xi? What a good name. I actually wrote a poem called Yuan Xi, but I never published it. Brother Lin, do you want to listen to it?"

"Unpublished?" Lin Yuanxi's eyes burst into light for a moment: "I want to listen, I want to listen!"

"Eastern wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, blows them down, and stars are like rain.

BMW carving cars are fragrant all over the road, the sound of phoenix flute is moving, the light of jade pot is turning, and fish and dragons dance all night. "

"This is about the scene of Haiyun City?" Lin Yuanxi didn't believe this was something Yang Ning had written before and was unpublished. There was no such thing as a night of fish and dragon dancing in a small border country. This was clearly the grand scene of Haiyun City!

But why is this poem named after me?

He opened his eyes and looked at Yang Ning, only to see Yang Ning reciting the second half of the sentence with a smile.

"Moth snow willows are golden strands, and the laughter is filled with dark fragrance.

I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place. "

Lin Yuanxi's heart trembled, what did it mean that the crowd searched for him thousands of times?What does it mean to look back suddenly, but that person is still there, in a dimly lit place?
"Yang, brother Yang, I'm not that kind." Lin Yuanxi hurriedly explained: "Of course, I'm not against you."

"You don't need to explain, neither am I!" Yang Ning said with a smile: "I told you, this is a poem I wrote before, in which Yuanxi refers to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it just happens to be the same as your name! "

"Yes, is that so?" Lin Yuanxi nodded, somehow, her mood calmed down a lot, and she felt a little lost again, and she was not in the mood to speak for a while.

He didn't speak, and Yang Ning didn't take the initiative to ask. When he heard the music below, he watched the show with great interest.

This puppet dance is a bit like the mechanical dance in the previous life, but because it is performed by monks in the physical realm, it is much stronger than the mechanical dance in terms of strength, posture and difficulty.

Lin Yuanxi, however, lost all interest in watching the show. While thinking about the poem, she wondered if her identity had been revealed. She was so upset when she realized that Yang Ning was so absorbed in watching the show, she suddenly became a little angry , without waiting for the end of the dance, he directly led the little maid down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)