Chapter 149: Old Friend
Their limbs twisted and danced while the white fangs fluidly protruded and retracted from their mouths, following the rhythm of the musical instruments.
Li Huowang stood there, just watching their performance from afar. At this moment, he didn’t feel like a spectator, but a tree watching wild beasts.
After some time, a high pitched voice rang out from behind their wooden masks as they began to sing in an unknown language.
Li Huowang and the rest did not recognize it. However, the singer’s tone fluctuated high and low along with the musical instruments; it had its own charm.
After listening to them singing for a little longer, Li Huowang continued walking. Regardless of how weird their performance was, it had nothing to do with him.
He had just taken a few steps when he noticed Lu Zhuangyuan just standing motionlessly.
“No need to worry about us, please go ahead. Hmph! I want to see what’s so special about their show,” said Lu Zhuangyuan. For some reason, a burning sense of competition had been ignited within Lu Zhuangyuan.
Maybe it’s because they are performers as well?
“Dad, why don’t we watch their performance next time? We are in foreign lands and it might not be safe,” suggested Lu Juren.
Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes widened and he brought his smoke pipe up to hit him. “Are you trying to control your father? There are so many people on the street. Why wouldn’t it be safe?”
While they argued, Li Huowang brought the rest of them and departed.Discover new chapters at novelhall.com
After fifteen minutes, they finally found an inn and booked their rooms.
In an old musty room, Li Huowang placed his belongings on the table and sighed.
Two swords, the Profound Records, the sacred text, and all his torture tools. All of them added up, making it so that his traveling gear was not light at all.
At that moment, he poured some water from the teacup and drank it before frowning.
When Bai Lingmiao, who was arranging the sheets, saw him frown, she asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Here, taste this. Do you think the water tastes weird?” Li Huowang passed her the cup of water.
Bai Lingmiao tasted it and was astonished. “You are right. There’s an earthy taste to it.”
They walked further and further away from the town center until they reached the border of the town.
At this moment, the sun was setting and there were very few people out on the streets. Many of them were hurrying back to their homes.
Just as Li Huowang was about to ask if Yang Xiaohai really knew the way, a joyous shout rang out from behind them.
“Hey! Taoist! Taoist, it’s me!”
Hearing the shout, Li Huowang turned around and was surprised to see who it was.
It was the old monk that stayed behind in the Righteous Monastery, Monk!
Compared to his clean and well-groomed look from back then, he was now back to his old disheveled self.
“Monk, how did you get here? Weren’t you staying at the Righteous Monastery?”
Monk grumbled and lamented. “Don’t talk about it. I was so bored back in the monastery. Not only could I not do anything, they even forced me to read the sutras. I couldn't stand it any longer and just left. Wait, where are you guys going?”
“We... are sending something to someone. Let’s go together. By the way, did the Monks from the Righteous Monastery try to stop you from leaving them?” asked Li Huowang.
“No. Not only did they not harass me, but they even gave me some money. The monks were all good guys,” said Monk.
“Heh.” Li Huowang snorted, too lazy to argue.
Having met an old face, Li Huowang felt happy. It was much more relaxing to be with simple folks.
As they talked, Li Huowang and Monk continued walking. Li Huowang kept talking about the past and Monk was somehow able to keep the conversation going.
Just as they were happily talking to each other, Yang Xiaohai’s voice brought them back to reality. “Senior Li... We are here.”
Chacha and Char's Thoughts
So this is how a Nuo Opera performer look like...Credits to 格子的乱七八糟 on douyin