Become a legend in Hong Kong

Yan Chixia returned to her room without saying a word and had no intention of entertaining Liao Wenjie. The latter didn't say much and initially achieved his strategic goal and stayed with Feiyang.

The next step is to work step by step. When the favorability reaches a certain level, you can have a relationship or spend money to buy skills.

Wumenju occupies a huge area. Yan Chixia and Shier only occupy a two-story house, and there are dozens of empty rooms left.

Liao Wenjie looked around with Xiaoshuang on his back and chose a room with the most complete roof tiles.

The red thread turned into a big hand, sweeping away the dust on the low bed, and then woven it into a blanket.

Liao Wenjie put Xiaoshuang on the bed, saved people to the end, and sent Buddha to the west. A ball of water mist condensed in his palm and stuck to her forehead.

Xiaoshuang is currently in a state of unconsciousness, and she just hopes that the treatment will be completed as soon as possible. When she stops seeing everyone, everyone will call her miss, and when she remembers where she lives, she will be sent back to her home.

She is a pretty little maid, but Liao Wenjie has no intention of keeping her in the basement. Just look at the nine-tailed fox and you will know that this journey of heart refining is very difficult. He has to struggle to protect himself, and it is impossible to bring a drag bottle with him.

After the treatment, Liao Wenjie waved a piece of red rope and woven it into a quilt to cover Xiaoshuang. He opened the door and sat cross-legged next door.

On the other side, Yan Chixia slowly opened her eyes from sitting quietly and said doubtfully: "There's no reason. He didn't touch her chest. Could it be that I was wrong before?"

…

Let’s talk about Shi’er and Cui Hongjian. The latter left Wumenju with a load, just in time to catch up with the drizzle drifting across the sky, and had no choice but to take shelter under a big tree. He was feeling angry, and when he heard Shi'er's shouting, he was unhappy and didn't say a word.

After a while, the rain became heavier.

Cui Hongjian was a poor man. He didn't dare to get sick because he had no money. He was afraid of catching the cold, so he hid under a bridge not far away to take shelter from the rain.

He got up early in the morning to grind beans, carried a load and traveled several miles back and forth, and did business all day long. How could he, a scholar, be able to withstand this kind of torment? Tiredness came over him, and he fell asleep slowly against the stone wall under the bridge.

When he opened his eyes again, the rain had stopped. Cui Hongjian found many water lanterns floating on the river. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized.

Today is the Lantern Festival. These water lanterns of different shapes are used by the residents of the town to make wishes.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some young ladies from rich families who have nothing to do after they have eaten make unique water lanterns and compose poems in front of them to hook...make friends through literature and make friends with scholars with amazing literary talents.

It doesn't matter whether you have money or not, but you must be young and have a good appearance of talent.

How could such an occasion be without me!

Cui Hongjian boasted that he had read poetry and books, was young and talented, so he used bamboo poles to carry each of the delicate water lanterns to the shore. Seeing that the article on the lamp didn't make sense, he shook his head and put it back into the water. When he came across an article that he liked, he secretly thought about a neat comparison before putting the water lamp back.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Thinking like this, Cui Hongjian realized that he also had a wish. He found a lotus leaf, took out the candle from the burden, made a simple water lamp, silently made a wish and put it down.

"I hope God will protect me from studying hard for ten years... I wish my parents good health... Brother Shi will be healthy and everything goes well..."

He made a wish that could not be carried by more than a dozen krathongs in one breath. He smiled shyly and continued to make a wish: "If possible, I also hope that God will bless me to find a beautiful wife as soon as possible... It doesn't matter whether it is beautiful or not. I ask for it. The most important thing about those who are tall is that they are kind-hearted, gentle and considerate, and extremely smart... Bah bah bah... considerate... bah bah... gentle and pleasant, diligent and thrifty..."

Plop!

For some unknown reason, the simple lantern sank to the bottom.

"Ah this..."

Cui Hongjian was dumbfounded and sighed: "Unexpectedly, Shi'er's master bullied me, and now he even bullies me with a water lamp."

The scholar's stubborn temper grew, and he thought that there was nothing he could do about Yan Chixia, but a water lamp did not make him lower his head, so he found lotus flowers and candles, and put the Wishing No. 2 into the water.

This time he learned his lesson and only wanted his fame and the well-being of his parents and friends, and by the way, he mentioned the beauty of his wife.

Because it was the last candle, Cui Hongjian was worried and walked along the river, following the water lanterns. As he walked, the fog in front of him became thicker and the river widened into a small lake.

In the middle of the lake, there is a long pavilion and a water pavilion. A woman dressed in plain white puts down the water lantern in her hand.

The woman was in her prime, with beautiful appearance and ethereal temperament. Cui Hongjian froze in place after just one glance.

It's a heart-pounding feeling.

He believed that there was an 80% chance that God would show mercy and help him realize his dream of a beautiful wife.

Also, he felt that his previous wish was too superficial. Does it matter whether he is kind-hearted, considerate, gentle and pleasant, etc.?

No, fate is the most important thing!

Just when Cui Hongjian was in a daze, his simple lotus leaf lamp drifted to the center of the lake, bumped into the water lantern that the woman had put down, and clung to it, refusing to let go.

It can be seen from this that Cui Hongjian put a lot of thought into making this lotus lantern, and even his ready will was conveyed on the lotus lantern.

In the center of the lake, the woman stared blankly, then looked forward and made eye contact with Cui Hongjian.

"This scholar is so rude, staring at people like this..."

The woman raised her hand to cover her reddish face, and Shi Shiran left the lakeside pavilion. Before leaving, she accidentally left a white gauze on her head.

The woman walked too fast. Cui Hongjian came to his senses and saw that the pavilion in the center of the lake was empty. He hurried over and only picked up a white gauze scarf on the ground.

"There's no reason for it to be such a coincidence."

Cui Hongjian roughly understood what was going on. He glanced in the direction where the woman was leaving, found a bamboo pole and tried to pick up the water lantern that the woman put into the lake.

After all, he is also a well-known talent. He can't just hook up with any beautiful girl. Before hooking up, he has to inspect the goods and check the ink in the girl's belly.

If he is not talented enough and has no common language, then he... can only endure it.

"Hongjian, what are you doing? The water is too deep. Don't do anything stupid." Shi'er stood on the shore and saw the thrilling scene and shouted hurriedly.

"Brother Shi, don't panic, I didn't... oops..."

Plop!

"Guluuluulu..."

Thinking of his beautiful family like flowers, Cui Hongjian was busy replying, forgetting that he was a helpless scholar. His foot slipped and he fell into the water along with the bamboo pole.

After a while, Shi'er picked up the half-full Cui Hongjian, shook his head and said, "You guy, what are you doing to pick up other people's water lanterns? Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise your life would not have been saved."

"No, if you hadn't shouted, I wouldn't have fallen into the water."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, come back with me quickly, it's so cold at night, you will catch a cold!"

"But……"

"No need, I've already discussed it with Master. As long as you abide by the rules, you can stay here as long as you want." Shi'er dragged Cui Hongjian and walked towards Wumenju.

"No, I mean..."

Cui Hongjian reluctantly looked at the lake. There were too many water lanterns and the woman's one could no longer be found.

After the two people left, a woman in white slowly appeared at the waterside pavilion in the middle of the lake, looking at Cui Hongjian's back without saying a word.

Her name was Mochou, and she got married in a foreign country a few days ago. When passing by Heifeng Cliff outside Yunlang Town, she encountered a kid under the Nine-tailed Fox who snatched her bride away from her. Unwilling to be humiliated, she jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

In the past few days, she has been avoiding the pursuit of the devil and put down the water lantern in the middle of the lake to pray for an early reincarnation.

But now, she has no other intention, she just thinks Cui Hongjian is quite interesting.

…

Dawn.

Liao Wenjie opened his eyes early in the morning and saw Xiaoshuang next door still sleeping. After a while, he asked Yan Chixia for washing tools.

There are also clothes and shoes. The styles of white shirts, trousers, and sneakers are too inappropriate for the occasion. No one will notice them at night. They are too conspicuous when worn during the day.

Perhaps because the rent was too high, Yan Chixia didn't say anything. She found a few old clothes and threw them to Liao Wenjie, then angrily sat cross-legged and meditated without saying a word.

"Every day, there is never a time when he is not angry..."

Liao Wenjie changed his clothes and touched the short hair on his head. His body and skin were similar to those of his parents. His hairstyle was too abrupt in the current era. For those who didn't know better, they thought he was a monk who had returned to secular life.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he found a piece of black cloth and tied it up.

Gray clothes, black headscarf, and rag shoes. Apart from the face, this look is all standard extras.

After solving the clothing problem, Liao Wenjie took the washing tools to look for clean water, and met Cui Hongjian and Shier in the kitchen.

"You two, you're up so early... Let me introduce myself. My name is Liao Wenjie. Seeing that you are younger than me, just call me Brother Jie."

"No way, I'm older than you anyway."

Shi'er didn't want to be taken advantage of for no reason, so he frowned and said, "I'm twenty-five this year, so I'm definitely older than you. Why don't you call me brother Shi, just like Hongjian?"

Senior brother?

inappropriate!

Liao Wenjie shook his head: "Junior brother, you are overthinking. I am 28 years old this year. I look young because I am good at practicing Taoism and maintaining myself."

"is that so……"

"Brother Shi, can I still lie to you?"

"Okay, Brother Jack."

Shi'er was doubtful. Cui Hongjian next to him just buried himself in his work and called Brother Jie, regardless of whether he suffered a loss or not.

"Brother Shi, you are worthy of being the disciple of Master Yan. He is very kind-hearted. You have worked hard to help Brother Hongjian grind the tofu."

"Fortunately, I have nothing to do anyway. After helping Hongjian, he can go out early and make more money."

Shi'er waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Jie, seeing that you have nothing to do, why don't we grind tofu together and just pass the time."

"Forget it, I have to go out to do some errands later. You two just grind it out while I eat the tofu."

Liao Wenjie smiled and looked at Cui Hongjian: "Brother Hongjian, meeting each other is fate. I am short of money, can you treat me to a bowl of bean curd?"

"Brother Jie, it's just a bowl of bean curd. There's no word 'please'. As you said, meeting is fate."

"Okay, feel free!"

Liao Wenjie gave a thumbs up: "That's what I'm saying to you. If you encounter trouble another day, just come to me and I'll help you get through it... I won't say any more. I'm a little hungry. Give me a bowl of tofu pudding."

"Well, it needs to be salty."