"Has anything strange happened in this place lately?"

"Nope. ”

"Is there any strange person coming?"

"Nope. ”

"Any new rumors?"

"Nope. ”

......

After answering more than ten sentences in a row, Chen Zhiyuan was stunned and couldn't answer the reason, which made him break out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, the man in black waved his hand and went upstairs with the other men in black, Chen Zhiyuan quickly slipped away when he saw this.

The five gold leaves were handed over to the shopkeeper, and Chen Zhiyuan just wanted to stuff the two silver leaves into his pocket, but the shopkeeper stretched out his hand to him.

"You can only take half of it, and the remaining half will be given to the store, and if you weren't in the store, you wouldn't be able to get two pieces, so take them out quickly." ”

Although he was a little unhappy, he had no choice but to hand over a piece.

The guests upstairs were very quiet, although they seemed to be very powerful when they came, but now they are all staying in the rooms upstairs, and there is no one else in the whole inn, so they can be idle.

Chen Zhiyuan didn't know who they were, and he didn't know what they did, but he didn't plan to meddle in other people's affairs. This group of people is not a simple person at first glance, otherwise they would not be dressed up like this, it is best not to inquire about other people's news casually, and it is best for them to get tired of living by themselves and leave.

Chen Zhiyuan, who had nothing to do, decided to go out shopping, there was nothing interesting in the town, and there was nothing to shop, but he got a windfall, Chen Zhiyuan didn't have any habit of saving money, and his family was not bad for his money, so he decided to go out today to order what he liked.

There aren't many places to buy things in the town, just two streets east and west and a small market in the middle. Chen Zhiyuan is not a chef, so naturally he will not go to the market, and West Street is full of firewood, rice, oil, salt, and daily necessities, which are also not in the choice, so only East Street is left.

Two skewers of kebabs, a dozen sweet shortbreads, anyway, if you can't finish it in one day, you can save it for the next day, and you can also have a roast chicken that you are usually reluctant to buy, and of course, a favorite sweet tofu.

Chen Zhiyuan doesn't know why there are so many people fighting for the sweetness and saltiness of tofu, radish and cabbage have their own loves, Chen Zhiyuan and the owner of the tofu shop have the same opinion, anyway, just give money, sweet and salty love which one to choose.

A spoonful of chilled sweet tofu and a bite of freshly made skewers, Chen Zhiyuan felt that this was what life should be.

There is also an old storyteller next to the tofu shop, I don't know what the name is, and I don't know how many years this old student has been here, anyway, he has been telling stories next to this tofu shop since Chen Zhiyuan came to the town, anyway, the old man Cao in the school just looks down on him, anyway, Chen Zhiyuan is also sitting in the tofu shop because he can listen to stories without money.

The old student was a little sloppy, his hair was messy, and he was no different from a beggar, if he hadn't had a book in his hand, and he had brought a small bench to sit there, and his face was not as yellow and thin as a beggar, everyone would really regard him as a beggar.

At that time, a white light rushed up from the west side, and the clouds in the sky swept away the light. The beasts on the ground were also frightened, and fled in all directions, but they saw that the white light came from a cave hidden by stones.........

Lao Sheng will tell stories here every day, and everyone will sit here and listen to them for a while when they are free, and if they have spare money, they will throw it into the bowl in front of Lao Sheng, which is regarded as a share of the money to listen to the story. It's okay if you don't give money, the old student will continue to tell his story, the difference is just to eat more or eat less today.

When Chen Zhiyuan has free time, he will come to listen to the stories told by the old students, and he thinks that the stories told by the old students are very interesting, after all, the old students tell stories that are very far away from them.

Chen Zhiyuan admired the imagination of the old student very much, in the early years, he heard the old student say that the small dwarf mountain in the west of Qingshui Town was a treasure land, and what white light was just said was also the low mountain, obviously a few old hunters blew up the grave of unknown people when they blew up the mountain to hunt, but when they arrived at the old student, it became some immortal cave in the cultivation realm, and the formation disrepair was opened.

It's obviously something very common, but when it comes to the old student's mouth, it becomes relish. The old Orion's earthen cannon turned into thunder, and those few fast-breaking bows and machetes also became some kind of magic weapons, and even the broken bowl containing money in front of him became a magic weapon, and the book in Lao Sheng's hand was even more incredible, that is, a peerless magic skill.

Everyone is often amused by the old students, and sometimes they will take the initiative to tell the old students about the little things at home, maybe it will become a new version in two days, and it sounds like they are involved in the story.

Chen Zhiyuan told Lao Sheng about the fact that the tooth official was chasing a dog for collecting taxes a year ago, but he heard another version two days later.

The tooth officer became a hungry ghost who came to collect the soul, but the dog became the spirit pet of an unknown monk, the hungry ghost wanted to steal the souls of a few living people, but was bumped into by the grey dog that ran out to play, so such a drama was staged, and finally the hungry ghost failed to steal the soul, so he could only find some wandering spirits to satisfy his hunger, and the greyhounds were also chased and lost because the hungry ghost did not leave a smell, so he could only go home and be punished by his master.

Chen Zhiyuan once asked Old Man Cao what cultivation was when he was studying in the school, and at that time Old Man Cao said, "Cultivation is just a mortal who has mastered some ways to become stronger, there is no need to pursue these empty things, ordinary life is real life, everything else is fake." ”

According to Old Man Cao, there are actually three cultivators in the town, the mayor is one, the leader of the Long Knife Gang is also one, and the remaining one is this old student, but what is the difference between them and ordinary people?

The other two Chen Zhiyuan can't see it, but the old students can be seen every day, the sloppy old students, the beggar-like old students, soon made Chen Zhiyuan lose the idea of cultivating the truth.

What is Xiuzhen? Is it just like the old student who does nothing and eventually becomes a beggar? Or is it like the mayor of the town, who goes to various villages every month to collect taxes and become a landowner on one side? Or is it like the leader of the Long Knife Gang, with a group of younger brothers, entrenched in one side, drinking and eating meat? If Xiuzhen is just like this, then what difference does it make if Xiuzhen is not cultivated?

Thinking of the three cultivators in the town, and then thinking about the five people who came to the store today, Chen Zhiyuan felt that there was actually no difference between cultivating the truth and not cultivating the truth, they all just relied on the money in their hands to live.