Chapter 779: Gathering of Wind and Clouds

This was the first time Chen Ling had seen a lion dance with his own eyes.

The exquisite headpiece, interwoven with red and gold, swayed gently in the wind, and the extremely realistic fur set off waves. A lion body, like a cloak, jumped flexibly above the train, attracting the attention of many passersby.

The figure leaped from the sidewalk to the towering street lamp, then floated lightly onto the head of the speeding train, then drew a long arc and landed steadily on top of the traffic light...

It sat in mid-air like a lion, shook its head, blinked its eyes full of rings flexibly, and then did a backflip to the other side of the street, kicking twice like a creeper, leaping into mid-air!

The lifelike lion dance flew past the window, and in an instant, those lion eyes met Chen Ling, who was sitting by the window...

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The lion dance flashed by, followed by a burst of cheers and applause.

"So amazing! Is this some kind of performance?"

"I don't know... I’ve never seen it before. Is that lion real?"

"Of course it’s a person. I just watched him put on the clothes and headpiece on the side of the street. Look, there’s a sign stuck over there, and an empty bowl."

"What does it say... 【Life is not easy, the lion is busking, crowdfunding lunch, helping dreams】..."

"Don't say, those two moves just now were really amazing. I’ll go throw him some..."

"Count me in, I happen to have some change."

“……”

The pedestrians on the side of the road, while waiting for the traffic light, seemed to be in a very good mood after seeing such a wonderful performance. Scattered copper coins were thrown into the empty bowl, and it piled up in no time.

The lion dance jumped down from the roof and landed beside the handwritten wooden sign and the iron bowl.

He took off the headpiece, revealing a smiling young face, and pressed his palms together, constantly thanking the passersby who tipped him. Seeing his handsome appearance, several girls passing by couldn't help but add a few more copper coins.

"It’s actually a lion dance." Chen Ling mused.

"Lion dance? What is a lion dance?" Spade 9 seemed to be attracted by the performance just now, and hearing Chen Ling’s words, he asked in confusion.

"Lion dance is lion dance... Haven't you seen it before?"

"Never seen it, never even heard of it."

Chen Ling then realized that after the Great Cataclysm, many things were buried in the ruins of war... In fact, very few people had seen a lion dance before the Great Cataclysm, and even fewer were still insisting on it. In the more than three hundred years since the Great Cataclysm, many former spiritual treasures had disappeared.

Being able to see a lion dance in this era was indeed a very rare and very lucky thing.

The green light changed, and the surrounding pedestrians moved forward. The young man hugged the lion headpiece, picked up all the copper coins he had earned with his other hand, counted them carefully, and muttered to himself:

"After deducting the registration fee, there are sixteen copper coins left... enough for lunch."

He first looked up at the direction of the high-end restaurant where Chen Ling was, caught a glimpse of the gorgeously decorated shop sign, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly... Then he silently walked into the bun shop behind him.

"Boss, how much are the buns?"

"Vegetable ones are one each, meat ones are two each."

"I want eight meat ones!"

"How many???" The boss suspected he had misheard.

"Eight!"

The boss glanced at him with a strange expression. "Can you finish them by yourself?"

Sun Bumian smiled without answering, just moved a small stool and sat on the side of the road, stroking the lion headpiece beside him while his stomach growled...

Just then, he seemed to notice something and suddenly turned to look at the other side of the road.

At the end of the road, a dark cloud was slowly drifting toward here. It was a group of mysterious figures in black robes, with silver clouds embroidered on the cuffs and hems, and wide hoods covering their faces...

They were of different heights; the tall ones were about two or three stories high, and the short ones only reached the knees of normal people. Some even walked stiffly and strangely, like zombies crawling out of the ground. The moment this group of people appeared, the temperature of the entire street seemed to drop rapidly.

The moment they appeared, the pedestrians who were originally walking on the street were stunned. Perhaps influenced by their oppressive aura, the pedestrians subconsciously avoided them to both sides.

Whoosh—

A breeze blew across the street, lifting a corner of one of the black-clad men’s hoods.

The woman closest to him saw the scene under the hood, screamed in horror, sat on the ground, and retreated frantically!

The thin black-clad man saw this, immediately lowered his head, covered the hood again with his hand, and walked forward quickly.

"This is..." Chen Ling saw the group of people coming from afar, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Spade 9 saw this and also said in surprise, "How did people from the Hanging Jade Realm run here..."

"What?"

"The Esoteric Sect of the Hanging Jade Realm. These people are all of the Path of the Puppet God... You can understand it as the Floating Life Painting of the Red Dust Realm, or the Law Enforcement Officers of the Aurora Realm."

"The managers of the Hanging Jade Realm? They don't guard the Hanging Jade Realm, what are they doing in Tian-Shu?"

"I don't know." Spade 9 rubbed his chin with one hand. "However, the rank of these people is generally not high, and they are not very old... It seems that the five major realms are about to have other actions."

While the two were talking, the traffic light flickered and changed, and the group of black-clad men stopped at the intersection.

"Although this Tian-Shu Realm has convenient transportation and a prosperous street, the food seems to be not very good." A black-clad man turned and said, "Young Sect Master, I see a Comet Restaurant ahead, it looks pretty good... Shall we go there to eat something?"

A black shadow in the middle of the crowd was silent for a moment, then glanced at Sun Bumian, who was frantically stuffing buns into his mouth on the side of the road.

The moment he felt the other party’s gaze, Sun Bumian, who was eating buns, was stunned. He silently bit off half of the bun and chewed it unhurriedly, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

"That person is eating so deliciously... I want to eat buns too." The Young Sect Master said dully.

"...Young Sect Master, before we left, the Sect Master specifically instructed you to supplement your nutrition when you are out, otherwise, what if you can't beat the leaders of other divine path paths? This time the Sect Master has high hopes for you..."

"But..."

"Young Sect Master, let’s go to the Comet Restaurant, I see they seem to have king crab."

"Alright then..."

With a sigh from the Young Sect Master, the crowd walked toward the Comet Restaurant across the street after the green light changed.

Sun Bumian on the side of the road swallowed the remaining bun into his stomach in one gulp, slightly pulled down the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the group of figures leaving, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

"Hanging Jade Realm, Path of the Puppet God, huh..."