Lou Xiaoyi glanced at the singer gloomily. He did not expect to be fooled by a singer when he first came to this world of cultivation.
Was he such an unruly person? It was just that his mood was not here. He had too many troubles that needed to be solved one by one.
"Xiaoyi, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask. Although we haven't interacted much, since Seventh Uncle has instructed us to take care of you, you can be considered a substitute for our Pu City's Little Six Righteous. One day, when you're able to use your Qi to wield a sword and achieve success, our Little Six Righteous might change your name to Little Seven Righteous!"
Lou Xiaoyi was a yes-man. It was not that he was born stupid, but he really did not understand the situation. He could only keep his silence and pretend to be shy. Fortunately, he was known as a taciturn person in the circle of the rich and powerful in Pu City, so the other youths did not suspect anything.
He was just a disciple of a big family introduced by an elder they were familiar with. This gathering was already giving him face. As for what they would do in the future, who would care?
If he knew what was good for him, they might still interact with him in the future. If he continued to act like a bookworm, then there would be no future for them.
Pu City's Little Six Righteous was not a very impressive group in the circle, but not everyone could join them. Even if one's family background was good enough, it would be useless if one did not have the talent.
Cultivation was very popular in the families of ordinary people. It was also a trend, as if they could not prove their family's foundation if they did not do so. This was also the atmosphere learned from the big cities. However, if one wanted to achieve success in the path of cultivation, it was something that could only be chanced upon and not sought.
Not to mention the talent and opportunities of the disciples, just the financial resources alone was a critical juncture. Although the families of the youths present were very well-off, that was only relative to ordinary families. If they really wanted to achieve success in cultivation, even if they sold their entire family's assets, it wouldn't be enough for them to achieve a breakthrough.
Lou Xiaoyi shrank himself into a corner and quietly watched everything in front of him. The scene was not unfamiliar to him, but what he was thinking about was his own strange experience.
The root of everything came from a dream he had during an afternoon nap in the spring a month ago. He dreamed of many strange things.
Everyone had dreams, and it was normal for them to forget what they had done. Occasionally, there would be those who had a deep impression of it, or those who were extremely terrifying, and they might think about it for a few days, but they would still gradually forget about it. Humans could even forget their own past, let alone dreams.
However, Lou Xiaoyi's dream was different in that he could not forget it at all!
Not only could he not forget it, but some of the things in the dream were even changing his thoughts, behavior, and the way he interacted with others!
In other words, from a certain perspective, he was no longer the cowardly, introverted, autistic Lou Xiaoyi. Instead, he was gradually becoming another him, the him in his dreams!
Of course, the change was not a complete replacement, but a gradual and subtle influence. He was still Lou Xiaoyi, with complete memories of this life, but many of his thoughts and principles had changed.
He didn't know if this situation would develop to the end. Would he become a completely different person, or would he become one with the dream?
He couldn't even figure out if he was the original Lou Xiaoyi or not. Or did it invade more souls?
The changes were subtle and silent!
As someone from a reputable family in Pu City, he had received extensive basic education since he was young, so he was no stranger to metaphysics. This made him have a high tolerance for such abnormalities. Since there was no way to stop it, he could only wait and see.
He just didn't know if it was a good thing. Or a bad thing?
The enthusiasm of the teenagers quickly faded after reaching its peak. Unlike the elders, it was difficult for them to spend too much time in such a place. They were more willing to change places to start their exchange of swordsmanship.
A shopkeeper sent over the account book, and everyone signed their names. The money for the wine would be paid by the host, Second Brother Qi, but everyone had to pay for their own expenses. This was Pu City, and also the Ye Kingdom's rules.
When everyone was about to leave, Lou Xiaoyi, who had been silent throughout the entire banquet, opened his mouth.
"I'm not good with words, and I've been feeling unwell recently. I'm sorry to spoil everyone's mood. On the first day of next month, on the day of the spring outing, I'll be the host and invite everyone to the Chao Feng Brothel. I hope everyone will accept my invitation and don't blame me for being rude!"
The teenagers were surprised. In their limited impression, how could Lou Xiaoyi say such sensible words?
Anyway, since he said it, it meant that he wanted to get closer to them. The Lou family was not considered wealthy in Pu City. Their family's wealth was mediocre, but the Lou family was able to rise to the upper class not because of their wealth, but because of other things. These things were respected by the upper class of Pu City, and this was also the reason why their small group was willing to accept him.
Second Brother Qi and the others came over and patted him on the shoulder to show their approval. Only then did they gallop away. On the long street, it was time for the teenagers to soar.
However, Lou Xiaoyi did not ride a horse. Instead, he walked on the slightly narrow streets of Pu City with his attendant, Ping An, holding his hand. He did not know why he would say such a thing at that time. It was not his style, but it could very well be the style of another person in his dream.
Perhaps, it was not another person, but another him, a different world, a different time and space.
How could he encounter such a thing? He could not mention it to anyone, not even his closest relatives. He could not deal with it. He could not possibly split open his brain and pull out that thing, right?
He could only take one step at a time and slowly adapt to it, get used to it, and become a brand new him.
On the way home, there were many people who knew him. They probably knew his temper, so they just smiled and nodded from afar. However, they did not take the initiative to speak. This made him feel very comfortable. After being silent for more than ten years, he preferred to stand silently in a corner and observe the world, instead of completely integrating into it.
"Young Master, there's a monk selling Buddhist prayer beads at the corner of the street. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Ping An, the attendant, asked softly. He was a middle-aged man who was nearing forty years old. He had been working in Lou Province for more than twenty years. He was honest and attentive, and was highly appreciated by the mistress. He was already qualified to be promoted to a steward, but he was sent by the mistress to be the young master's attendant, so he had no complaints.
Everyone in the Lou Fu knew that Ping An, this personal attendant, was not an ordinary servant. He was a trusted confidant of the Mistress. Because she was worried about the Young Master, she sent him to serve by his side. She was afraid that the young manservant would take him to some shady place and lead the well-mannered Young Master onto the path of evil.
The Mistress was fond of Buddhism and usually liked these small Buddhist things. The Young Master was filial. Although he rarely came out, as long as he came out and saw these things, he would definitely bring one or two back. But today, for some reason, the Young Master was a little distracted, so Ping An reminded him a little to fulfill his responsibility.
Only then did Lou Xiaoyi react. He had been so focused on his own matters that he didn't pay attention to his surroundings. Thus, he followed Ping An and walked towards the corner of the street.
This was a middle-aged monk. He wore coarse linen clothes and revealed his bare chest. He looked very erotic. It could not be helped. Nowadays, people in the market paid particular attention to this style. Proper monks were not liked by people. It was also a popular unruly style.
There were only a few women and children gathered around to look at the goods. When the monk saw Lou Xiaoyi and his attendant walking over, he hurriedly stood up and pulled his hand out of his nostrils, flicking out a dirty object. He knew very well that the other customers bought more than they wanted, and they couldn't afford to pay a high price. Only this kind of young master, who didn't know much about Buddhist prayer beads and had no concept of money, was the best buyer.
"This is the Pure Sky Pearl! It can distinguish the natural climate and the quality of the environment! The cleaner the air, the clearer the pearl. The dirtier the environment, the darker the color of the pearl. Look at it now, it's dark because there's too much firewood burning around it during dinner! "
"How magical!"
The child's face was full of yearning, but he didn't dare to touch it. At such a young age, life had taught him what he should touch and what he shouldn't touch.
Ping An was disdainful and was about to expose him. He was just trying to cheat the young master of his money. Although Lou Province didn't lack money, he didn't want to be a sucker!
Unexpectedly, the young master, who had always been taciturn in this kind of situation, opened his mouth.
"There are many ways to distinguish the environment's climate and dirt. Why do you need to use such a flashy thing?"
The monk was unconvinced. "What ways? Why don't young master tell me one or two ways to broaden my horizons? "
Lou Xiaoyi pointed at his nose. "To determine whether the air quality is good or not, you can pick your nose like you did just now! If it's black, it means that the quality isn't good! "
Before the monk could speak, the child beside him beat him to it.
"But I saw that the one he flicked out just now was red …"
Lou Xiaoyi smiled. "That's because he's too stingy!"
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