Listening to his words, Tang Ning, wearing a mask, touched his bald head, looked at the round bamboo and gourd around his waist, and couldn't help but smile: "My image is too special. I guess even if I wear a mask, I'll be easily recognized."

After all, she is so famous. Who doesn’t know that Master Tang is a bald man, with a blue dress and a round bamboo waist?

After hearing this, Mo Ye's eyes were filled with a smile and said, "It's okay, even if someone with sharp eyes recognizes it, he will not be sure."

"How could you know such a place? I have been here for so long, but I didn't know that there was such a place." Tang Ning looked at everything in the city and felt novel.

Because there are monks wearing masks on both sides of the street selling things with cloth, the things they sell are not ordinary gadgets, but things that immortals need.

They didn't even yell, just sat down, some reading books, some practicing cross-legged, and some closed their eyes to rest, as if they could be sold or not.

Mo Ye took her to a restaurant. When he came in, there were already many people sitting there. They found a seat to sit down, ordered a few dishes and a pot of wine.

"Don't drink wine! Your injuries have not fully recovered." Tang Ning said, looking at the monk who ordered it and asked, "Do you have any soup? Give us some soup!"

"Yes, is Wuling Chicken Ginseng Soup good?" the monk asked with a smile.

"Okay." Tang Ning nodded, poured Mo Ye a cup of tea, and looked around the restaurant and asked, "Do you often come here to eat?"

"The food in this restaurant is well cooked, so I've been here a few times." He said, looking at her and said, "I'll take you around after dinner. Sometimes I can find a lot of good things here."

"Okay." Tang Ning responded with a smile.

Soon, the two of them served the dishes one after another. Finally, after the soup was served, the monk said, "Take it slowly, please call me if you need it." Then he stepped down.

Tang Ning scooped a bowl of soup and said, "You drink a bowl of soup first!" He also scooped a bowl and tried it, nodding: "The century-old ginseng stewed with Wuling chicken tastes pretty good."

"Eat some food." Mo Ye helped her pick up some of them. Seeing that she was happy to eat, he was also happy to see.

"Why are the people in the city who never sleeps tonight rushing towards the city lord's mansion? What happened?" The people at the table next to him asked while drinking.

"Don't you know? The thousand-year-old white Yeling Tan in the city lord's mansion is in full bloom tonight. The city lord specially took out the thousand-year-old white Yeling Tan for everyone to watch, so they all went there."

Listening to the words over there, Tang Ning smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look later!"

"Okay." Mo Ye responded and picked up some more dishes for her.

After dinner, the two went out and followed the crowd. They found a higher restaurant to watch and sat on it. They saw more and more people gathering below. The people from the city lord's mansion moved a huge shelf covered with red cloth, and dozens of people stood around to form a protective circle. As the red cloth was lifted, the shelf was also taken away, revealing a thousand-year-old white Yeling Tanlai protecting the middle.
Chapter completed!