HEAVENLY CULTIVATION.
Pause the game to see the theater

The end of the autumn date was almost as much as the match of the Single Sword Conference had already reached nearly fifty rounds out of a hundred rounds, the match between Chuxi and Fang Fu at that time was not much because there were also many martial arts experts who could surprise when fighting on stage.

If according to yesterday's schedule, three days later was Xian Zi's match against the martial sect from the south, even so she did not look nervous at all. Instead he casually took out his folding chair, placed it under the pine tree and crossed his legs, then he ate the melon seeds under the extremely scorching weather. This arbitrary behavior must be that the person who saw it would not be able to recognize Xian Zi as a Yilin pinnacle disciple because it did not show the majesty of the core delivery disciple under the guidance of Shao Yi at all Chen, rather he was now like a haughty peacock or a rich young noble lord who was admiring the heavens.

Xian Zi looked up while looking at the sky boredly, before she let out a long sigh. "Today the weather was very sunny but very hot and tiring!"

Coincidentally seeing his junior martial brother passing by, he immediately looked bright and immediately stopped Lau Luo. "Luo-shid! Comehere!"

"What's wrong?" Lau Luo then paused for a moment and she looked towards Xian Zi.

"Later tonight do you have any free time?"

After thinking for a moment of his daily schedule during the night just practicing the sword near Ye lake so Lau Luo answered the truth. "Just as usual."

"I'm tired of half-dead watching the game this afternoon." Xian Zi opened her fan and chuckled. "Why don't we appreciate life and just watch the show tonight, would you like to come along?"

"The show?" While frowning, Lau Luo only heard most people were very fond of drama or theater performances, especially children, they would definitely invite their families to watch. The excitement of the stage and the voices of the people playing the dolls must have been fun, unfortunately he had never watched any kind of show before and not once.

Seeing Lau Luo curious, Xian Zi immediately laughed with satisfaction because he had invited Lau Luo to enjoy life later that night. "You never saw him?"

In a low voice Lau Luo also shook her head. "Not yet."

Xian Zi played her fan confidently. "Good, this will be our first time having fun!"

Only a few moments after the clock rolled a little, did not feel the night had come. Xian Zi directly came to Lau Luo's room, her voice making noise in Ye lake and reflected to the room next to her as well.

"Luo-shid! So how are we going to have fun, so are you willing to come along or not?!"

In the other room Deng Lun opened the window curtain, caught a glimpse of Xian Zi outside then indifferently closed the curtain back to continue his cultivation. But on the other side due to the loudness of Xian Zi's voice, when Jing Yiran dipped the ink she immediately stopped writing and she put her brush down then lifted the window curtain in her room.

After opening the door in the room, Lau Luo asked. "Is it far from here? If it's far away, I don't have to come."

"It's only ten minutes from here." Xian Zi pulled his arm. "Trust me this will be fun. Everybody loved it! There is absolutely nothing to lose!"

There was no harm in trying, so he went along. "I'm coming, let's go."

Noting secretly Xian Zi and Lau Luo, the candle in Jing Yiran's room was still burning and the curtain slightly opened, those ink-black eyes curiously staring at the two. As they involuntarily met their gazes, Jing Yiran spontaneously slightly flickered covering the reflection of the candle-red light in her eyes and she hurriedly looked towards the outside.

"Yiran-shixiong?"

Xian Zi looked a little surprised. "Yiran-shixiong are you eavesdropping on our chat?"

Jing Yiran calmly said. "Just pull the curtain down to see the moon."

Seeing the moon is usually done when people feel bored, stressed because of many problems. Thinking that Jing Yiran being an escort to take care of the junior sister matches at the seven peaks must have drained all her energy and mind.

"Looking at his usual performances can be exhausting and the stress is gone, it just so happens that Zi-shixiong invites to watch the theater now. Does Yiran-shixiong want to come with us too?"

Before he could answer Lau Luo's question, Xian Zi had already interrupted him. "Luo-shidi, don't bother precious Yiran-shixiong time for a little show like this. He must have thought this childish thing was just wasting his time in vain, he wouldn't have left, wouldn't he?"

So Xian Zi would not have thought that 'going to watch the drama' was able to attract Jing Yiran's attention, eating that right would not be possible at all!

Jing Yiran, "...."

She lowered her head and slightly raised up a little, the soul fire of daoist Jing Yiran was higher than watching the drama show, so she chose silence when in fact she wanted to come along...

Seeing how stubborn Jing Yiran was suddenly made Lau Luo want to laugh.

"Going with just Zi-shixiong feels even more lonely. If it's like that I need to force Yiran-shixiong to go with us to get a little more crowded."

Lau Luo asked. "How's it?"

Jing Yiran then smiled. "Yes, if Luo-shidi insists, of course I won't reject her."

Xian Zi immediately took out three tickets to watch. "Haha. alright! More and more people are getting merrier and this will be the most entertaining day because it is already nauseous just to see the fight and fight!"

*

The city of Chang'su at night was much more crowded as people would come out, and the lights of the settlement were brightly lit to look very lively.

At the performance venue, Xian Zi handed over three tickets, after which she got a seat for where they were seated.

Although the show was seen with general festivity like red lanterns hanging on the sides of the stage, the drifting laughter mixed with fragrant wine in the seats of the adults, as well as the story of the 'Dumpling Shepherd' the one in turn more than a hundred times in Chang'Su city made Jing Yiran very enthusiastic.

A thick red curtain on the open stage, a storyteller began to play his puppet. As soon as the gong was hit, the laughter of the drunken commotion and the excitement instantly quieted together into a quiet stage environment just focusing everyone on the drama show at the start..

A storyteller begins to tell the story clearly, although without the internal energy his voice can be heard by all spectators.

"Dumpling Shepherd.." That's what he said, the title of the story.

Jing Yiran listened carefully.

"This is a simple sad story of an orphan living with his mother. His mother was a wheat farmer, though every day he cultivated wheat from his hands they could hardly eat."

Then the story continues on its own.

"The boy stuck his stomach in a rumble with water, and he was named Yan Su. From his mother's salary, they could only buy one serving of bread each day to eat them both.

Yan Su cut his bread and gave another slice to his mother, although half a slice of dry bread would not be enough for the stomach of an adult and a child who is in a period of nutrition, they are getting thinner and weaker.

The place around them was filled with wheat plants, Yan Su then went to work and became the smallest wheat laborer."

In the middle of the story Xian Zi closed his fan bored and began to sneer. "Every time I listen to the story I always wonder, why is the title 'Dumpling Shepherd'?"

"It should be 'Grain Shepherd'!"

"They only tell of wheat, wheat, and wheat!"