If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 223 Let’s Eat First
As the prime minister, Leng Shanhe was busy with all kinds of affairs. After chatting for a while, a spiritual bird flew over.

Leng Shanhe's expression changed slightly. "Brother Li, I still have some things to do. My daughter's room is just over there. Go straight, turn the corner, and you'll be there in a little while. Don't worry about making a mistake. And don't lose those yellow talismans. Make sure you hold on to them when you sleep!"

After saying that, Leng Shanhe left in a hurry, leaving Li Yanmo standing alone in the gloomy wind, looking disheveled.

"People scare people, scare people to death. They are all artificial golden elixir ancestors, what are you afraid of!"

After standing there for five minutes of self-motivation, Li Yanmo activated Zhuge Moer's artificial golden elixir, transformed himself into the Golden Elixir Ancestor on the spot, and then slowly moved over.

After turning a corner and walking forward for a while, Li Yanmo finally understood why Leng Shanhe said he would not admit his mistake.

What lady from a wealthy family would have so many yellow talismans stuck in her boudoir?!
"...So what, Constable Leng? Can you come out and talk?! I don't know where your room is!"

Li Yanmo clasped his hands together, hoping that Leng Ningshuang would come out from the other room.

But reality was cruel. The door covered with yellow talismans was pushed open, and Leng Ningshuang poked her head out with a strange look on her face. "Didn't my father tell you where I live?"

"I… don't really want to believe it."

"Oh, that's right. I also think the place I live in should be bigger."

"...Okay, Constable Leng, this place doesn't look like a place for people to live. Do you have a guest room? If not, I can go."

Li Yanmo remembered Leng Shanhe's teachings.

When you need to make a decision, make it. If you are indecisive, it will only lead to terrible consequences.

Leng Ningshuang knew that her father must have said something, so she rolled her eyes, walked out of the room, closed the door, and said unhappily, "You can transform into a golden elixir monster, are you still afraid of ghosts?"

"...So there really is a ghost in your room?"

"Brother Li, God is watching what you do. If you have no evil intentions, you will naturally be surrounded by the righteousness of heaven and earth, and no evil spirits will breed around you. Simply put..."

Leng Ningshuang raised her hand and patted the door covered with yellow talismans, her eyes clear.

"This kind of environment can temper your character and cultivate a pure heart."

"..."

"I also have some personal hobbies." Leng Ningshuang's clear eyes shifted slightly, but quickly returned to normal. "But the two are not in conflict."

"Okay, Constable Leng, let's discuss the upcoming Spring Hunt and the issue of the Marquis of Bahuang."

Li Yanmo still remembered Leng Shanhe's expression when he mentioned Bahuang Hou.

Awkward, alienated, and taboo.

Would a prime minister show such an expression when mentioning a commoner marquis?

Combined with the rumors that Marquis Bahuang posed a threat to Emperor Yu, Li Yanmo felt that this matter was shrouded in mystery.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes, wait for me--"

Leng Ningshuang was also a person who clearly distinguished between public and private affairs, and was not vague on issues concerning the people of Dayu. He immediately turned around and went back to his room, and soon came out dressed like a playboy.

"Brother Li, let's go—I'll take you to listen to some music!"

To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Leng Ningshuang and Li Yanmo did not take a carriage. Along the way, Leng Ningshuang told Li Yanmo a lot about Baidi City, including their destination, Huanghua Tower, which represents chrysanthemum among the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

Although Baidi City was at the foot of Emperor Yu, it was not immune to vulgarity. It had everything it should have, but it was not so unscrupulous.

As soon as he entered Huanghua Tower, he heard the melodious sound of a piano. Li Yanmo looked up and saw a graceful figure swaying behind a lavender veil on the fifth floor. Judging from her movements, she seemed to be playing the piano.

Seeing Li Yanmo looking at the fifth floor, Leng Ningshuang also looked over and suddenly realized, "That's the snow lotus of Huanghua Tower, her name is Shangguan Mei. I don't know how many young talents have come here to write poems and compose essays, and spend thousands of gold just to make her smile. It's a pity that this pitiful woman is still unwilling to lift the veil for anyone." Leng Ningshuang's eyes rolled, raised her elbow and gently poked Li Yanmo's waist, jokingly saying, "Brother Li, why don't you give it a try?"

Li Yanmo's face was full of strangeness.

As a qualified time traveler, he is naturally full of knowledge...bullshit.

Who can remember so many ancient poems? They're all short-term memories, and only a few remain in my memory. But ancient poems are lifelike, while people are alive. If the atmosphere is right, I can certainly show off, but if I can't think of any other poems later, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Instead of shamelessly claiming the poems of the ancients as your own and shamelessly enjoying the flattery of others, it is better to be frank and say that you don’t understand them.

You won’t die if you don’t pretend.

"I don't understand poetry, I want to eat."

Li Yanmo's voice wasn't loud, but the extraordinary woman on the fifth floor was clearly no ordinary person. The sound of the piano paused, and a crisp laugh could be heard from behind the veil. This naturally attracted a lot of attention, and the woman seemed to realize the awkward situation and hurriedly resumed playing.

Leng Ningshuang let out a long sigh, "Brother Li, could this be what they call taking an unconventional approach?"

Li Yanmo noticed the cunning flash in Leng Ningshuang's eyes and immediately rolled his eyes, ignoring Leng Ningshuang's teasing, "Walls have ears."

The originally pleasant piano music was filled with a few discordant sounds, but it quickly adjusted back to normal, only with a bit more annoyance, as if protesting against Li Yanmo's evaluation of having ears through the wall.

"Brother Li, you...ah—that's right, come with me."

Leng Ningshuang held the folding fan, shook her head helplessly, and then took Li Yanmo to a private box.

Before entering the box, Li Yanmo found that the doors of other boxes were open, and the guests inside seemed to be enjoying the music while chatting and laughing.

Li Yanmo thought about it, then closed the door of the box with a snap, and the sound of the piano disappeared.

"Constable Leng, which sect is Shangguan Mei from?"

"She's an inner disciple of the Tianyin Demon Sect," Leng Ningshuang chuckled. "Although she's from the sect, she's also a citizen of Dayu. She just came to Baidi City to make some extra money, and she hasn't done anything bad."

Li Yanmo's face was full of surprise. "You guys are not fishing, are you?"

"Look at what you're saying. We're not demons," Leng Ningshuang waved her hand. "Brother Li, do you want to drink?"

"Don't drink."

"What a coincidence! I don't drink either."

Soon, the waiter from Huanghualou brought in various delicious dishes.

As soon as the door of the box was closed, Youlongwen and Lenglongwen emerged from Li Yanmo's arms, drooling at the food on the table.

Leng Longwen was born in the North Sea Dragon Palace, and normally wouldn't even look down on the food on the table. But for the past eight years, Leng Longwen had only spiritual fruits to eat with Li Yanmo, and his appetite had long since faded. As for You Longwen...

Needless to say.

However, since Li Yanmo didn't say anything, they didn't dare to move.

"Eat, eat, it makes me feel like I'm torturing you."

With Li Yanmo's permission, the two dragon patterns immediately started eating frantically, which caused dissatisfaction among the female demons in the Dantian foundation-building platform.

There was no other way, Li Yanmo had to use the Paving Technique to spread the food on the plate into the foundation-building platform.

(End of this chapter)