Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

At the second crowing of the rooster, the double doors began to slowly open. Shang Muchen wanted to stand here and watch to see how the doors closed.

At this moment, the hooded radio vendor, carrying a large bundle, walked past Shang Muchen and casually said, "Young man, don't look. If you see something you shouldn't, it will leave you with psychological trauma."

"Just go, don't stand here like an idiot."

With that, he strode into the dispersing crowd and quickly left.

Shang Muchen picked up the plastic bag, hesitated for a moment, and thought, "Forget it, I'll listen to advice and eat my fill. I'm tired anyway, so I'll go home."

So he walked out of the underpass, went out onto the street, hailed a taxi, and went straight back to "White Raven Studio".

By the time I got home, it was already getting light in the east.

Shang Muchen placed Guirencai in Sa Sanqi's studio, quickly washed up, and without even changing his clothes, collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

So tired that he didn't even dream, Shang Muchen felt like he had slept for a very long time until his phone woke him up.

Still half asleep, Shang Muchen grabbed his phone. His eyes were unfocused when he suddenly realized it was Liu Qingyang calling him. He quickly answered the call.

"Mu Chen, let's go out and have some fun."

"good!"

"Let's meet on the pedestrian street in Kunwu Square. I brought you a gift."

Liu Qingyang's voice was filled with an undisguised joy, a voice that made Shang Muchen's heart flutter.

"Okay, see you in a bit!"

After hanging up the phone, Shang Muchen jumped out of bed. When he checked the time, it was already past 2 p.m. He quickly took a shower, changed his clothes, grabbed his phone, and ran out the door.

As he ran to the door, Shang Muchen suddenly realized that Liu Qingyang had said she would give him a gift, but he had nothing to give her.

So he went back inside, walked around, scratched his head, went down to the basement, and took a bottle of 02 Louis Roederer Cristal Champagne from the wine cellar.

Before leaving, Shang Muchen raised his bottle and called out into the empty room, "Uncle Sa, I'd like to grab a bottle of wine, thank you!"

"as you like--"

Shang Muchen clearly heard a response from the void, but upon closer listening, there was none.

Okay, let's just assume Sa Sanqi agrees. Anyway, he's been dead for several years and will never be able to drink it again.

After packing the wine, he hailed a taxi and headed straight for Kunwu Square. Shang Muchen's heart was pounding like a rock and roll drumbeat, thumping so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

Under the parasol of an ice cream shop at the entrance of Kunwu Square pedestrian street, Shang Muchen spotted Liu Qingyang, who stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

With a slender waist and long legs, her skin glowing white, she wore a light blue dress, her long hair tied up high, and waved happily to Shang Muchen from afar.

Everyone who walks past Liu Qingyang, regardless of age or gender, will pretend to glance back at her casually.

When they saw Liu Qingyang waving to Shang Muchen, several women secretly pouted, and several men secretly glanced at him with jealousy.

Shang Muchen rushed forward, and seeing Liu Qingyang's smiling face felt even more refreshing than eating ice cream on this sweltering day.

"Mu Chen! It's been several days since I last saw you. Why do you look so good?" Liu Qingyang smiled and gently touched Shang Muchen's cheek.

"Really?" Shang Muchen smiled awkwardly, touching his own face.

"Yes!" Liu Qingyang nodded vigorously and said, "I used to think you were a bit weak and lacked exercise."

You look especially energetic today!

"That's right! People are in high spirits when they're happy, how could I not be happy to see you?" Shang Muchen said with a smile, raising the champagne in his hand. "Let's find a good shop and have them chill the champagne for us first, so it'll be nice to drink when we get back after we've done shopping."

"good!"

The two found a famous Western restaurant chain, stored the champagne there, and then happily went shopping.

Liu Qingyang picked out several beautiful dresses, and Shang Muchen insisted on paying the bill. This time, Liu Qingyang didn't refuse and accepted them with a smile.

While shopping, Shang Muchen tried to ask Liu Qingyang about her experiences over the past few days.

She stammered a few words: "Yeah, I'm swamped."

"Are you tired?" Shang Muchen asked tentatively. "Did you encounter any danger?"

"No!" Liu Qingyang waved her hand dismissively and said, "It was just like any other day, pretty much the same as usual. No, actually, thinking back on it, it was quite interesting..."

She only offered her opinion without explanation, and Shang Muchen understood perfectly well, so he didn't press the matter.

If a girl doesn't want to talk about something, you won't get the answer no matter how much you ask, so why bother?

Liu Qingyang then asked Shang Muchen how he had been these past few days. Shang Muchen boasted about his various experiences, from climbing the mountain goat sculpture to leading Ashiya Renzaburo and his group to break the "Reflection Spirit Platform Formation".

"...In the end, the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau arrested me and interrogated me!" Shang Muchen said, shaking his head. "What was the name of the lady who interrogated me again?"

Um...right, her name is Chen Qingdai!

That guy's ferocious! His legs are incredibly long, like a giant deer from Northeast China; one kick could kill a cow!

"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Qingyang shook her head repeatedly with a face full of disdain. "Shang Muchen! You're good in every way. You're smart, good-looking, and considerate. You're good in every way, except for one flaw—you love to brag!"

"Are you a sewing machine reincarnated? You're really good at making things up!"

"Tch, don't you believe me..." Shang Muchen pouted in dissatisfaction.

Liu Qingyang playfully curled her little finger, gently pinched Shang Muchen's lips with her thumb and middle finger, leaned closer to his face, and said with a smile: "You're just a dog lifting the curtain, all talk and no action!"

You're all talk and no action; you use that silver tongue to fool young girls.

After saying that, she let go of his hand, and unexpectedly stood on tiptoe to give Shang Muchen a quick kiss on the lips.

Shang Muchen almost exploded at this, his blood rushing to his head. Ignoring the crowd on the street, he rushed forward to hug her.

Liu Qingyang grabbed Shang Muchen's wrist, twisted it nimbly, and with a grappling move, pinned him down, unable to move.

"What's the deal with our three rules? If I don't allow it, you can't kiss me!" Liu Qingyang said with a grin, pulling Shang Muchen aside and giving him another kiss on the cheek, followed by a silvery laugh.

"Ha! You brat! You're pretty good!" Shang Muchen didn't care how many people were watching and rushed forward to provoke Liu Qingyang, but she easily took control of him, so he had no choice but to submit and was forced to lie down on a bench by her pinching muscles.

Liu Qingyang casually sat down on Shang Muchen's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said with a grin:

"I'll only allow you to kiss me freely when you can beat me in a fight. Otherwise, you're my little puppy, and I'm allowed to kiss you, but you're not allowed to resist!"

Shang Muchen gently put one arm around her waist, and with the other hand, not daring to make any advances, he awkwardly placed it on the back of the chair, and said with a smile, "You wait for me, I'm going to sign up for a Sanda class today!"

No, I'm going to learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu! Once I've learned it, watch me rip you apart!

"Tch? You? Pretty boy, I'll be lucky if you don't get groped by those muscle men! Haha." Liu Qingyang laughed, reaching out to pull Shang Muchen's hand, which was resting on the back of the chair, onto her calf.

The moment Shang Muchen touched Liu Qingyang's smooth skin, he felt as if he had been electrocuted, his blood rushing to the top of his head, making his mind go blank.

The two of them joked and laughed, and happily strolled around Kunwu Square for an afternoon.

In the evening, the two returned to the restaurant cheerfully and sat on the sofa in the private room. The head waiter brought over a glass of chilled champagne, and gently tapped the golden bottle with his knife, saying:

"Mr. Shang, this is the 02 Louis Roederer Crystal Champagne you brought."

I graduated from Macau Tourism University and worked as a sommelier for Western restaurants for seven years. This is the first time I've ever seen such a fine champagne.

"Fine wine and a beautiful woman—a heavenly experience!"

As he spoke, in front of Shang Muchen and Liu Qingyang, the head waiter opened the wine bottle.

Liu Qingyang quietly took off her sandals under the table, secretly slipped her toes into Shang Muchen's trouser leg, and gripped his calf tightly with her toes, muttering, "Wasting money again!"

Shang Muchen grinned and honestly admitted, "I took this from Sa Sanqi's wine cellar."

"Hmph! You're just lying. A wine cellar?" Liu Qingyang pouted, her face full of disbelief. "I have to go and inspect that place myself!"

"I don't believe a single word of what you're saying about mansions over a thousand square meters, aliens, haunted houses, or anything like that. Tch."

As she spoke, she secretly stretched her other foot out from under the table.