Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 271 The Solitary Sky Lantern
Meanwhile, surrounded by maids and bodyguards, Old Mother Lishan arrived at the best private seat on the third floor and sat directly in front of the carved railing facing the central stage of the lobby.

On the stage, a band of celestial elites were playing the most popular celestial melody in the Heavenly Palace – "Tianfu Music".

The sound of the cloud-shaped gongs and chimes is like the sound of jade shattering on ice.
The zither and pipa bring clarity to the mind.

But the old woman of Lishan turned a deaf ear, her mind filled with nothing but:
"I can only read the dialogue forever..."

In fact, over the past 300 days, she had received several harassing phone calls from that stinky monk, and she almost couldn't hold back and wanted to answer and curse him out.

Yesterday, when she saw that damned scoundrel appear in front of her in public, she didn't sleep a wink all night, and even now she's still thinking about the same question over and over again:
He said he lied to me at first as part of a scheme, but later his love for me was genuine. Is that true?
Do not!
He's a shameless scoundrel monk who dared to impersonate Brother Jin Chan to deceive my feelings and my body. I wish I could kill him!

forget about it!
I let him leave at Lishan because I didn't want him to associate with Buddhism. After I buy Jin Chan's things, I'll go back immediately. If that bastard dares to bother me again, I'll kill him without hesitation!
"Wowo".

Ah this?

The voice that haunted his dreams suddenly rang out. Turning around abruptly, he saw the person he hated walking over with an air of nonchalance and sitting down directly on a carved wooden chair next to him.

The bodyguards at the gate were all pulled away by a monkey.

These were the master and apprentice who had just come upstairs. Hu Qinghua was very sensible; in order not to interfere with her brother's efforts to win back the baby, she took the initiative to stay out of the spotlight and did not come up to cause trouble.

"Grandma, they insist on barging in, and we can't stop them," Zhenzhen said anxiously.

"What a coincidence, you're here for the auction too?"

Tang Xuanci smiled faintly, his tone relaxed, as if he had turned the page on yesterday's song.

The Old Mother of Lishan stared at Tang Xuanci for several seconds, her eyes revealing a complex mix of shock, anger, murderous intent, and a lack of self-awareness, before finally rebuking him:
"Who let you sit here? Get out of here right now!"

Tang Xuanci chuckled and gazed at her, saying:

"Baby, don't be angry."

“I can tell you love me. You were clearly moved when you saw me yesterday.”

"From now on, let's be companions in this mortal world, living freely and unrestrained; may we live forever and share the prosperity of the three realms, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Is this... okay?
The sexual bliss she had once experienced was now within easy reach, which stirred a stirring in the heart of the Old Mother of Lishan.

But when she thought that the man in front of her wasn't Jin Chan at all, but just a scoundrel in his early twenties, she felt... this wasn't good!
The level of entanglement is a billion times greater than when Lü Bu killed his adoptive father to marry Diao Chan.

After pausing for several seconds, he finally uttered a sentence without any sense of pressure:
"You shameless bastard, you motherfucker!"

“Look, even the vocal cords (an ancient term for the vocal system) have taken on my shape, and you still say you don’t love it.”

Ah this?

When Old Mother Lishan realized that she had unconsciously spoken his accent, she was startled and speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Just as she calmed herself down and decided that she still had to kick this scoundrel out, and was about to have Zhenzhen call "security," the lighting in the entire attic suddenly changed—

The surrounding area was dimly lit, while the center was brightly lit.

The band on stage was nowhere to be seen; in their place, an elderly man dressed in a master of ceremonies' robes began to greet the guests in a loud voice.

Clearly, the auction has begun.

At the same time, a steward from the pavilion led a group of people into the private room. He first bowed to the Old Mother of Lishan, then looked at Tang Xuanci with a strange gaze and asked tentatively:

"Holy Monk, the auction is about to begin. Are you sure... you want to sit in this seat?"

Tang Xuanci felt that the question was a bit strange.

Looking down, he realized that the throne beneath him was indeed different from others. It was clearly more high-end and classy than the chairs around the Lishan Old Mother Tea House, and it was also placed a little further away, as if it had been deliberately separated.

Looking up, I noticed a dimly lit glass lamp hanging from the ceiling.

I thought to myself, what kind of crappy seat is this? Do you have to spend a lot of money to sit here? Will the lights turn on if I open a few bottles of Ace of Spades?
Without hesitation, he replied:
"I'm sure. What, you won't let us sit?" The manager's expression was still somewhat uncertain after hearing this, and he was about to say something else.

But seeing this, the Old Mother of Lishan's eyes flashed with a mischievous glint, like that of a little girl, and she interrupted her directly:
"If he wants to sit, then let him sit. He used to call himself a poor monk, but that was just to swindle people. In reality, he is richer than a country. Your Tianyang Pavilion should not look down on him."

"OK then."

Seeing that things had come to this point, the butler knew he couldn't raise any further questions, so he bowed and left.

Tang Xuanci felt something was wrong when he saw that the old baby had changed his usual behavior and was no longer chasing him away.

But he remained calm and sat there, thinking to himself, "How could sitting in this lousy seat possibly break any laws? Even if Mount Tai collapses before me, I won't flinch."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal lamp above his head suddenly lit up.

Good heavens, they shone brightly, overshadowing the stage lights and causing a stir both upstairs and downstairs, with everyone turning their attention to their private room.

Judging from the shocked reactions of those super-rich people, mountain lords, immortal officials, and demon kings, it's no exaggeration to say that even opening a hundred million bottles of Ace of Spades in a bar or sending a hundred million Carnival gifts in a live stream wouldn't compare to one hundred millionth of the pretentiousness shown now.

"I haven't seen anything like this in over a hundred years!"

The old master of ceremonies on the stage was also shocked. He looked at Tang Xuanci, who was sitting alone by the railing, and then at the Old Mother of Lishan beside him, and muttered to himself:

"I remember the last time a lamp was lit up at that spot, the one who managed to hold on until the end was Grandpa Zhang. And next to him was his current wife."

"My God, someone has lit a solitary sky lantern. Who is this important person?"

In the private room on the second floor, Princess Wansheng first exclaimed in surprise.

When she saw that the radiant man on the opposite building was Tang Xuanci, her lips parted slightly and her phoenix eyes widened, her gaze like that of a young anchorwoman who had seen a combination of "Kun Kun," "Cong Cong," and "Qilu University Black Continent Sports Exchange Student" in a bar.

The nine-headed prince consort sitting next to her discovered that Tang Xuanci was also there. He immediately remembered the trickery from that morning. Seeing him still putting on airs, his face turned ashen, almost green with rage.

"Tang Xuanci! What...what are they trying to do?!"

In another private room on the third floor, Iron Fan Fairy smashed an expensive tea table with a single palm strike, staring at the man who had almost kicked her precious son to death with a look of shock and anger!
"Oh?"

Even the monkey, seeing this, was no longer sleepy. It abandoned the Lishan bodyguards whose wrists were turning purple, rushed to Tang Xuanci's side, looked him up and down, and finally jumped onto the railing, squatting there. Its fiery eyes scanned the entire scene, and it said, bewildered:
"What happened?"

Tang Xuanci was speechless, glanced at the old baby whose lips had finally curved into a smile, and frowned as he replied:

"How the hell should I know?"

"Does this broken chair have a minimum charge? You can't leave without spending a hundred million to sit on it?"
"Or does this light mean that I have to pay for everything today?"

Upon hearing this, Old Mother Lishan smiled even more broadly, and the wrinkles on her old face deepened.

But she was completely unaware that her heart, which had not been open for more than three hundred days, had now opened and blossomed like a flower.

Before long, the monkey finally figured out what had happened through the discussions of the other guests who knew the situation, and told Tang Xuanci that he had been tricked by this old witch.

It turns out that this throne with the "solely shining sky lantern" on top is only available in a few of the best private rooms on the third floor.

It has only one purpose: to show off.

However, the cost of showing off is very high. If you're not careful, you'll lose face, get slapped hard, or even go bankrupt.

Simply put, lighting a single celestial lantern is a tacit rule in the celestial auction house. Once lit, it means you are saying to everyone present:

"I'm not targeting anyone in particular."

"I mean, everyone here is trash."

"Go home as soon as possible and stop filming. No matter how much you offer, I'll still beat you."

(End of this chapter)