Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 160 Drama

Tang He looked at the colorful shadow puppets flying in front of him and backed away silently. Suddenly, he bumped into a strong body. He turned around and saw that it was Wei Xun.

Before the two men could say anything, gongs and drums sounded, and the shadow puppets that were circling around them dispersed. Several shadow puppets that looked like bullies walked over aggressively.

"You bastard! When are you going to pay the money back?!"

The bully shadow puppets waved their hands, strode forward, shouted in accents, and looked straight at Tang He.

Wei Xun and Tang He did not receive the role script and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Tang He looked at him and said, "Are they talking about me? I owe money?"

Wei Xun nodded: It seems like he is talking about you.

Tang He: Then what is the relationship between us?

Wei Xun shook his head: I don’t know.

He frowned and whispered, "I'm not good at acting these things."

"Hurry up and reply, you brat! The deadline is approaching. We said that you would be free from money today, so we are here to collect the debt. We are sorry for the few ounces of silver you have to spend on wine and meat! It is only natural that you should pay back your debts!"

The shadow puppet bullies spoke up and interrupted the two people's quarrel.

"What do you mean by financial freedom? How do you know that my money is not free? The money that is free is not even in Tang's pocket! You can go and find it yourself!" Tang He replied subconsciously.

Wei Xun was silent for a moment, looking at Tang He, hesitant to speak, as if he had a lot to say - all the people in Wenxian Sect are talented, and he actually joined in singing, was he able to immerse himself in the song so quickly?

The shadow puppet bully seemed to have never met anyone so thick-skinned. He paused and turned to look at Wei Xun.

"Old dog! Your son doesn't pay back the money he owes you. As a father, you can't bear to watch your son's arms and legs being cut off and his family being destroyed, right?!"

When he heard the word "old dog", Wei Xun's eyelids twitched - look at his temper, if the situation did not allow it, he would tear these blind paper men to pieces.

Tang He smacked his lips, tasting the meaning: Wei Xun is his father? This is a bit difficult.

"Everyone has his own destiny. My old son has died, so just arrest him!" Wei Xun glanced and said no more, as if he really couldn't bear it.

Tang He widened his eyes and looked at Wei Xun in disbelief: "???" Aren't you going to try to save me? - Aren't you quite good at acting?

Seeing that those shadow puppet bullies were really planning to come and catch him, Tang He knelt down with a plop, hugged Wei Xun's thighs and started crying, which was so heartbreaking that anyone who heard it would cry.

"Dad, if I had known that human kindness is thinner than paper, I would have regretted that I have indulged in drinking, whoring and gambling until now. All the kindness has been lost. I have only been beaten with sticks and my legs broken. This is what I deserve. Now the debt collectors have come to my door! I am too ashamed to ask you for even a needle or thread! Today I have to fulfill my promise to them and die with my life!

It's a pity that you are old and have no one to take care of you! I am unfilial and cannot support you until the end of your life! I don't ask for anything else. On the 15th of each month, if there is rice porridge that cannot be cooked, please cook half a bowl for me to eat. If there is paper money that cannot be burned, please burn a piece of it for me to accompany you for a while! "

There aren't many cultivators who are as open-minded as him. Is there no one in the cultivation world that you care about? Are you enjoying your performance?! ——Tang He really broke through Wei Xun's understanding of the lower limit of cultivators again and again.

Wei Xun: I originally thought that Yan Qingshu had reached her limit, but I didn't expect that there are always people better than you. It is really an injustice to Fellow Daoist Tang He to be on duty in the Discipline Hall. He should actually go to Xuanyi Pavilion.

"You're such a filthy bastard! Would you rather break your limbs and abandon your father than pay me back?!"

Tang He choked: "How can I not pay it back?! I don't have it! If I could afford it, why would I argue with you?!" He is worthy of being a debt collector, his focus is different.

"Anyway, I don't have any money on me! And my life is at stake!" Tang He had always been short of spirit stones, so this time he was acting in his true colors, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"Never mind, never mind. It's just one less meal of meat! You should work out a solution with your father. I'll allow you to pay the money back!"

The shadow puppet bully looked at Tang He, who was covering his chest and hugging Wei Xun's thigh, for a long time before he let go.

As the saying goes, it is payment in installments.

Wei Xun felt that he was unlucky. When he was in the secret realm, he had an extra father for nothing, and he sold himself to bury his father. Now he had an extra son for nothing, and he had to pay off his son’s debts. He was still a poor ghost after all these roles!!! What, does a sword cultivator have to be a poor ghost if he has no money?! He was now begging for mercy.

The two men watched in silence as the shadow puppet bully staggered away.

"Hahahaha, good, good, good! Your play is very interesting. You are allowed to leave!" The outline of the big shadow puppet general appeared, and the two of them gave a shameless performance, and then they could leave in a daze.

Tang He: Ah, what a thrilling performance.

Wei Xun: "Friend Tang, I hope you won't tell this to anyone else after you get out." Especially Yan Qingshu!

Tang He: “Okay.” If we don’t tell others, Sister Yan shouldn’t be considered an outsider, right?

But others were not as lucky as them.

Most people were drawn to the "play" that involved hacking and killing, some even with multiple people. They did not know the judging criteria of the general shadow puppet. Some of them pointed their swords at their companions in order to save their own lives, and every move was designed to take people's lives. Some people fought back to protect themselves, but after a few rounds, many disciples became so angry at the play that they got entangled with each other.

The general's shadow puppet was laughing on the curtain, his eyes red, his white and black, his black eyeballs rolling around. When he saw them fighting with swords, all red and white were splashed, even on the white curtain. His weird laughter continued, and his expression became more hideous and weird.

"Brother Yu!" Seeing Yu He bump into the sword himself, the newcomer from the Discipline Hall's hand trembled, and the sword was about to fall to the ground. Yu He held his hand and told him to hold the sword tightly, and his shoulder was slightly stabbed.

Yu He blinked, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, "dead."

The disciple realized what was happening later and continued to act out his part, shouting something like "I finally killed you".

"Hahahaha, you guys are quite interesting, get out!"

Yu He closed his eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the shadow puppet general's words. He slowly sat up, and his shoulder suddenly ached. The disciple hurried over to help him up, his eyes full of admiration, not knowing that Yu He was actually almost sweating coldly - he was actually taking a gamble, if he succeeded, both of them could survive, if he failed, it would only be his life, and he would be considered a qualified senior brother.

He was indebted to Senior Brother Lu and had some conscience, so he would not draw his sword against his senior brother's disciples. What's more, these newcomers were brought here by him. He couldn't get over the fact that he had climbed to the top by stepping on the lives of his juniors.

"What is true and false in the play is ultimately decided by the people in the play. There are actors everywhere around us, and everyone has a changeable face~"

Looking at some people who were still fighting, the shadow puppet general looked down from a high place, and the sound of faint laughter echoed in every corner of the stage.

"When the false is made to appear true, the true becomes false; when nothing is made to appear, something becomes nothing again—"