On his first day in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Fang Zheng slept comfortably. However, when he got up and opened the door the next day, the first thing he saw was the face of a fair-skinned scholar.

"Who are you?"

Fangzheng's face suddenly fell down. All other inns have beautiful waitresses. What do you mean by giving me a pretty boy? I don't like this.

"Hello."

When he saw Fang Zheng, he quickly raised his hands and bowed.

"I am Shen Wenbin from the Shen family in Suzhou and Hangzhou. I am here to meet the young master."

"do we know each other?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and stared at the man in front of him. This is not how you build relationships. Who are you? You just came to meet me. Do you know that I can make tens of thousands of taels of gold every minute?

"That's right, sir, I heard that you want to invite that Nanman song and dance troupe to perform in Chang'an?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng probably guessed the identity of the other party. As expected, he soon saw the young master saluting Fang Zheng again.

"To be honest, this Nanman Song and Dance Troupe was specially invited to perform for Nai Fu's 80th birthday. If the young master is interested in the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe, how about coming to the birthday banquet? You must know that this time is to celebrate

On my birthday, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe also choreographed a brand new song and dance repertoire, which is worth watching."

"oh?"

Seeing that the other party took out the invitation and handed it to him respectfully, Fang Zheng also narrowed his eyes. Of course he understood why this person named Shen Wenbin came to try to win over him. Although Fang Zheng went on tour incognito incognito, he booked the hotel.

It was through the palace palace, and the reservation was for the presidential suite. This information was not confidential. Anyone who could find out about it could guess that Fang Zheng was definitely an important figure in the palace.

Fangzheng of the Shen family in Suhang had never even heard of it. He was probably just a local snake. Naturally, they did not dare to confront the palace. They were probably also afraid that they would come looking for bad luck, so they decisively took action and sent an invitation.

The first post is to express respect, and secondly... I guess he also wants to build relationships with the people in the palace.

"That's it, then Fang will disturb you."

Fang Zheng reached out, took the invitation, turned it over, and put it in his arms. Seeing this, Shen Wenbin's face showed a smile.

"Then, when the time is up, we will come to greet you."

After saying this, Shen Wenbin immediately left the show knowingly. Apparently he still knows how to behave.

Hmm... This is also nonsense. If someone sends someone to show off in front of the residents of the presidential suite, it's probably not to cause trouble.

After that, Fang Zheng also called the shopkeeper during the meal and asked about the Shen family in Suhang. Only then did he learn that the other party started out in shipping and was now considered a big shot in the transportation industry in Suhang.

The old man who celebrated his 80th birthday was also a famous chivalrous man in Suzhou and Hangzhou when he was young. He was eager for justice and had a good reputation among the people. This time they celebrated their 80th birthday and also hosted a banquet for the neighbors.

The celebration is a lively celebration in Hangzhou city.

After finishing the meal, Fang Zheng had no intention of visiting Hangzhou City. Instead, he sat in the "bar" on the second floor and listened to the chatter of the drinkers. He also accidentally learned the follow-up content of the MP4 video he watched last night.

——I heard that the woman reported that her husband was arrested, but her husband also reported that he found a robber in the house...

Tsk tsk tsk, one is really more ruthless than the other.

And Fang Zheng wandered like this until noon, then rode the Shen family's carriage all the way to celebrate his birthday. Naturally, Shen Wenbin accompanied him on the way. Fang Zheng also introduced himself to him and said his name: Fang Zheng. However, Shen Wenbin Obviously there is no connection between this name and the current emperor.

This is natural. You must know that Fang Zheng always calls himself emperor, which is the same as his stage name. If you say Lu Xun, everyone knows him, but if you say Zhou Shuren, no one knows who he is. So even if Fang Zheng gives his real name, This young man didn't have the slightest impression.

When they arrived at Shen's house, Fang Zheng also met Mr. Shen, who was rumored to have celebrated his eightieth birthday. He was indeed a very cheerful person, and he had a bit of the arrogance of a charlatan. Seeing that Fang Zheng came to celebrate his birthday with nothing, he had no idea, but smiled. Welcoming him in.

But for Fang Zheng, this is not the case.

Because as soon as he entered the banquet hall, he saw a few annoying people - bald heads.

"Mr. Shen, who are those people?"

After Fang Zheng sat down pretending to be curious on the surface, he asked Shen Wenbin. It was obviously not the first time that Shen Wenbin heard someone ask, and he quickly answered skillfully.

"Master Fang, those are the holy monks from the Western Regions..."

"They are also here to wish your father-in-law a birthday?"

"It's not that, it's because my mother felt very inspired after listening to their sermons, so she invited them to our home. It happened to be my father's eightieth birthday, so they served it together on the table."

"Oh I got it."

Fang Zheng nodded, and then didn't say anything more. He just looked at the bald people at the table with a smile. In fact, he had already begun to think about when and where to kill these damn cultists.

For Fang Zheng, there is no need for a reason to kill Buddhists, but there is a need for a reason to let them live.

However, I really didn't expect that all these cultists would actually infiltrate here.

Looking at the monks who were chanting sutras with their eyes closed on the table, Fang Zheng's eyes were slightly cold. During this time, he was busy climbing the technological tree, but he forgot that there are very disgusting religious victory methods in civilization. Because Fang Zheng strictly stipulates that those who join the public cabinet are not allowed to Even if he joins a religion, he is not allowed to do business, so he forgot about this...

But what’s so great about the religious victory method? Eat my nuclear bomb and wipe out the land!

After that, more and more people came to the table, and other people were obviously aware of the existence of the monks at this table. From time to time, someone would ask about their origins. As for the bald donkeys, they sat there silently and pretended to be reserved, just talking with them. Like a green tea bitch, she wants to trick a man in her heart, but she also acts like a calm little sheep on the outside, showing that she is pure, harmless, and kind. Don't bully me.

In fact, it was already dark and smelly inside.

The birthday celebration process went smoothly. Mr. Shen, a man in the world, didn't like the politeness. He was very happy just listening to the guests coming to celebrate his birthday. So not long after, when it was just dark, he saw the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe. Appeared in front of everyone.

When they saw this diverse singing and dancing troupe, everyone opened their eyes wide and watched curiously. Fang Zheng also sat aside with a wine glass, looking at the singing and dancing troupe in front of him and smiling without saying a word. The reason why he accepted Shen Wenbin's invitation was mainly to take a closer look at this song and dance troupe and see where the evil aura came from.

Soon, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe started performing again under the watchful eyes of everyone. Perhaps because this time the birthday girl was a member of the world, what they performed was not the love scene between you and me before, but a love scene between each other.

A scene similar to Dragon Quest.

Of course, there are no evil dragons or slimes here. It mainly tells the story of a hero from a southern barbarian tribe fighting a monster from local myths and legends.

At the beginning, the singing and dancing were normal, but Fang Zheng soon discovered that the evil spirit that was well hidden at first began to gradually spread.

What's going on? Could it be that this song and dance troupe was just pretending to be in the restaurant before, and now its true colors are revealed?

Of course that's not the case, the reason why the demonic energy leaked out... was precisely those bald donkeys.

Fang Zheng turned around and glanced at the group of bald donkeys. He saw that they were still sitting there, with their hands clasped together and their heads lowered, muttering to themselves. Others didn't know what they were doing, but Fang Zheng could clearly feel it.

This group of monks are chanting sutras, and they are sutras specifically aimed at monsters...

"Dong-dong-dong! Dang-dong-dong!"

The Nanman Song and Dance Troupe here seemed to realize that something was wrong. Their drums became faster and their dances became more intense. They tried to use this method to counter the monks' scriptures, but unfortunately, those monks' scriptures

Wen seemed to be able to restrain the magic of these monsters. Soon, Fang Zheng saw that some people in the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe were showing signs that they could no longer support themselves.

"snort."

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes turned cold, then he stretched out his hand and flicked the wine glass.

"Ding---"

This soft sound was almost inaudible in the banquet hall, but it was like a heavy hammer that hit directly into the hearts of those monks, instantly disrupting their singing!!

At this moment, the bodies of the monks trembled slightly, and then their faces all turned pale. However, they were still somewhat virtuous. As soon as their faces turned pale, they returned to normal in an instant. Even so, they did not

If you dare to continue chanting the mantra, you just lower your head and remain silent, pretending to be dead, as if nothing has happened.

The Nanman Song and Dance Troupe on the other side immediately returned to normal after losing the suppression of the hated Bald Donkey. Soon, Fang Zheng felt that the spreading evil spirits disappeared again, and it didn't take long for them to disappear again.

After that, amid the cheerful applause of everyone, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe completed the performance perfectly, and then quickly left. Of course, they couldn't just perform this one performance. According to the Shen family's ideas, the old man's 80th birthday

In order to have fun with the people, this Nanman song and dance troupe will perform throughout Hangzhou... Of course, this is all paid for by the Shen family.

However, just when the Nanman singing and dancing troupe was about to resign and leave, the monks moved and wanted to stand up - but before they had time to do so, an invisible coercion fell directly from the sky, knocking them down.

They leaned back on the chairs.

The Nanman singing and dancing troupe seemed to be aware of the danger. Fang Zheng saw the leader among them glance at the monks with a slightly uneasy look, and then quickly turned around and left the banquet venue with the others. The monks stared at them intently.

The direction the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe left seemed very regrettable.

Could it be that this song and dance troupe has something to do with those bald donkeys?

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Zheng's mouth curled up slightly.
Chapter completed!