MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 293 pay homage

"Come back, are you alright?"

After waiting outside the public toilet for a long time, but Qi did not come out, Pei Xiao encouraged Han Yu to go in and see the situation. The latter frowned and pinched his nose, with reluctance written all over his face, he shouted at the door.

There were quite a lot of people queuing up to go to the toilet in the scenic area. After the teenager shouted, he didn't hear Qi Hui's answer, but what echoed in his ears was everyone's trivial discussions.

He looked down at the various muddy footprints on the floor of the toilet, which were black and yellow, and imagined where the unknown liquid came from.

Then Han Yu retched without any surprise.

He suppressed his nausea, almost crushing his nose with two fingers—

"Come back! You **** fell into the pit!"

As soon as this remark came out, the bored people in front of the queue all looked sideways.

After a few seconds.

There was a trembling response from the squatting position near the corner—

"Wait another ten minutes...the key is here..."

His voice was full of embarrassment and aggrieved.

Han Yu could hear a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Standing on tiptoe to avoid the dirt on the ground in distaste, the boy let out a sigh of relief after getting out of the toilet, and told Tang Xia and Pei Xiao by the way: "It will take at least ten minutes, why don't you just go for a stroll first, don't wait caught."

Pei Xiao felt that what Han Yu said made sense, so he nodded and asked, "What about you?"

"I'll wait for him," the boy urged, "Go ahead, just pay attention to the time."

Tang Xia said "Yes", and took her backpack from Han Yu, "Then we will come back after a round."

Pei Xiao laughed and took Tang Xia's arm, and went in the direction that he hadn't fully seen just now.

As a result, they just left on the front foot, and Han Yu also left on the back foot.

His gaze scanned the small stalls on both sides back and forth, with a look of anxiety on his brows.

After a while.

Han Yu's eyes lit up.

"Boss, how do you sell this tumbler?"

The colorful and somewhat ugly tumbler was picked up by the young man, and he went straight to the point.

"Fifty!" The boss rolled his eyes and blurted out.

Han Yu frowned, subconsciously asked: "So expensive?"

He knew that things in the scenic area were always expensive, whether it was food, drink or entertainment, but he never expected that such a rough-made tumbler the size of an egg could charge sky-high prices?

The boss could see that the boy in front of him was young and looked like a student, and he would not bargain when bullying him, so he said confidently: "Young man, that is not expensive at all, the material of this tumbler is different from the ones sold outside."

Han Yu understood, and reached out to take out his wallet from his pocket.

An uncle next to him who seemed more enthusiastic suddenly advised—

"Fifty yuan? You'd better not buy it. No matter how special the material is, it's just a tumbler. You can buy it for five yuan outside, so it's not worth it."

The boss was upset, "That's not what you said, how can we buy the tumbler from Nanshan outside?"

The uncle shook his head, still kindly persuading Han Yu, "There's no need to waste money, I really want to buy souvenirs, look at other things, this man is doing black-hearted business."

"What do you mean?" The boss was annoyed, his voice suddenly raised, and he glared at the middle-aged man with a ferocious look, "Who is doing black-hearted business? Everyone is at this price. If you don't believe me, go to another stall to see it!"

"That's enough, I'll buy it." Han Yu was too lazy to listen to the battle of words between the two, and simply took out the money neatly, holding the green tumbler in his palm.

The boss smiled instantly.

The man was dumbfounded, but he was a little angry when he realized it.

Worrying about yourself? This kid spends money like water?

He pursed his mouth, and he didn't want to talk to the proud boss any more, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"thanks."

A very low voice came from behind.

The man froze and turned his head slowly.

The boy smiled at him, then passed by.

Han Yu understood that the boss had raised the price on purpose, and Han Yu also knew that the uncle was helping him. However, I still have to buy this ugly tumbler in my hand.

It doesn't matter if the boss asks fifty or one hundred.

Others think it's not worth it, but he thinks it's worth it.

because…

Tang Xia likes it.

Han Yu stuffed the tumbler into his backpack, and before he got to the men's bathroom, he saw Qi Hui stretching his neck from a distance, looking around in a daze.

"Master, why did you disappear when you came out?" Qi Hui also saw Han Yu walking slowly, and asked strangely, "Where are Tang Xia and Pei Xiao?"

"I'll call them to come back." The boy said lightly.

After the four of them regrouped, they finally began to formally march towards the top of the mountain.

It is said that there is a statue of the Jade Emperor in Lingxiao Hall, the statue is ten meters high, and the worshipers are shorter than his ankle bones.

It was past noon when they arrived at Lingxiao Palace, and before Tang Xia had time to look up, she heard Pei Xiao shouting excitedly—

"My God! There's still a tripod!"

The girl followed the prestige.

There is a narrow courtyard in front of Lingxiao Hall, and a bronze-like tripod is placed in the center of the courtyard. The tripod is not big, with a diameter of about one meter. It may have rained earlier, and the tripod was full of water, which happened to reflect the large word "Ling Xiao" on the plaque on the hall.

Han Yu and the others followed the other passengers and quietly entered the Lingxiao Hall.

Upon entering the eyes, it really is the statue of the Jade Emperor, which is three stories high.

Kowtowing to the emperor needed incense money, so Han Yu consciously stuffed a few banknotes into the merit box, and the master abbot standing next to them gave each of them a stick of incense.

After burning incense, Pei Xiao dragged Tang Xia towards the stairs.

The palace has four floors, and various gods are painted on the walls of each floor, but almost none of them can be named.

After going up to the third floor, Qi Hui saw the "God of Wealth" at the corner at a glance. He was about to shout excitedly to Han Yu, but realized that there should be no noise here, so he covered his mouth and sneaked past alone.

God of Wealth is good, he wants to worship more.

There are many independent small rooms on this floor, and each room houses a small idol. Qi Hui ran into the territory of God of Wealth, while the other three were still groping back and forth.

Tang Xia felt that this trip should not be in vain, and she should also find a **** to worship like Qi Hui, to keep her safe and the like.

It's just that she didn't recognize the gods, so when she looked up, she saw a room nearby, thinking that they were all gods anyway, and she would worship whatever.

So the girl entered the room very religiously.

There is a long table in the front, and the little fairy on it has a serious and gloomy face.

Tang Xia suddenly trembled.

She was serious, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes seriously.

"Tang Xia..."

Pei Xiao suddenly yelled softly outside the door.

Tang Xia didn't move or speak, because she thought it would make her appear insincere.

"Tang Xia."

Then Han Yu also called her.

Tang Xia frowned, forced herself to calm down, pursed her thin lips, and prepared to bow.

Suddenly a hand was pressed on the shoulder, almost dragging her out directly.

"Ah—" Tang Xia exclaimed in shock, turned her head to see Han Yu, and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

The young man's face was a bit strange, he pointed to the schematic diagram hanging on the wall outside the door, and said faintly—

"You are worshiping the King of Hades..."