The yard covering an area of three or five acres is really not small, the yard has grown waist-high weeds due to no one taking care of it for a long time, and the altars and jars that have been discarded at will under the eaves on the left side are quietly allowed to invade by the years.

The east side of the courtyard is a two-storey attic, there is a plaque on the pavilion - the view of the tide pavilion, the gold paint of the view word has been mottled and broken, and the remaining two words are even more miserable, such a scene is also called such an elegant name, it really makes people laugh.

Jiang Xing smiled self-deprecatingly, didn't care, pushed aside the dense grass in front of him, and stepped up to the attic.

The first floor was a dark storage room, and he was afraid that he would crush it if he stepped on the creaking wooden staircase.

The second floor is a bedroom for resting, and the door panel is also full of dust, so gently push it open.

There was a creaking sound, and the dust above fell in a flurry, and I was caught off guard by the dust, and then I retreated again.

Holding on to the dilapidated railing at the door, rubbing his bewildered eyes, he looked east in a trance.

In the east, the sea and the sky, the twilight afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the sparkling sea, and the same orange clouds are reflected in the sky, quiet and motionless. From time to time, monks stepped on various magic weapons, or out of Winterfell, or entered, a quiet and peaceful scene.

Jiang Xing was stunned for a moment, and even felt that his eyes were much better, such a beautiful scene gave him a little comfort in his heart.

was allowed by Shi Yang to go up to the Black Tower to see him, how could he go to the eighth layer, and he was attacked by the three-tailed fox at the open door, besides, the divine sense of a Yuan Infant Monk, not to mention the scope of the eighth layer, is the entire Black Tower, he also perceives a person, how can he not perceive him?

There is only one reason, that is, Shi Yang agreed with the three-tailed fox to make a move, a bold guess, and it is not even ruled out that Shi Yang arranged the three-tailed white fox to make a move, but I really can't think of what is the meaning of how he does it?

Jiang Xing shook his head, too lazy to think about this, and then looked at the dilapidated scene of the courtyard, and he had no intention of practicing, until the orange red sunset on the sea, disappeared, and then lifted his spirit and entered the second-story attic full of chaos.

It was dark, so I took out a fluorescent stone from my storage bag and placed it on the dusty table.

Although the room was dilapidated, it was fully furnished, with a shelf bed, two large cabinets stacked on top of each other at the end of the bed, and a dim brass mirror the size of a washbasin where the fluorescent stone was placed.

It's just that no one has cleaned it for a long time, and too much dust has accumulated, and he has been a beggar since he was a child, and he is a person who does not pay much attention to these many details.

Before resting, he was still alert and set up a magic circle at the gate of the courtyard to prevent people from sneaking into the warning.

Early the next morning, tomorrow through the hole in the window spilled on his hazy eyelids.

He slowly opened his eyelids, moved inside, avoided the rays of the sun, and was about to go back to sleep, but he remembered something, and then sat up.

Inside the house, the courtyard is such a dirty scene, it will only be a night, if he really stays for a few years, he really can't bear it.

Yesterday, all the way to this place, there is a small market not far in front of him, he would rather spend some spirit stones to ask a few worldly people to clean up the inside, he himself is too lazy to waste that time.

With the help of the dusk brass mirror that had been wiped slightly, he straightened out his clothes and stepped out the door.

Following the memory, I went out of the gate and turned right, and after a while, I officially handed over the bustling street.

Before the people arrived, the noisy shouts came into the ears through the heavy houses, and only when they got closer did they get a glimpse of the street.

Although this place is tens of millions of miles away from the northern Xinjiang, it is not much different from the streets of Yeliang City.

The streets are lined with many shops, and there are people at the entrances to greet pedestrians.

There are also some small stalls at the door, selling some miscellaneous things, Jiang Xing walked around, leisurely looking left and right in the street, the time was still early, and he was not in a hurry to find someone to repair the attic.

A small stall on the side of the street in front of it was already surrounded by a lot of people, chattering about something.

Curiously, he came to the front to take a look, an old man over the age of six, his eyebrows and hair were white, meditating cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating. This person has dark skin, and his face is like the bark of a century-old tree, with ravines and ravines.

There was a red cloth on the ground in front of him, and there was only one thing on the red cloth, and the thing was ordinary, but the words embroidered on the red cloth really caught people's eyes!

"Only for the insightful!"

The big characters on the six golden thread shows seem to provoke passers-by.

The fist-sized pale white stone looked plain, and the old man looked extremely profound, and he didn't lift his eyelids.

"If you have the eyesight to bid, as long as it is reported at the psychological price of the old man, the old man will definitely settle with it, if you have no eyesight, courage, or financial resources, where do you come from!"

The old man's words were like a stone thrown into the water, and the crowd was silent at first, and then became more noisy.

"Hey, old man, how many spirit stones do you want to sell for this white broken stone?"

"That's it, I waited for a long time, but I didn't find anything magical about this broken stone, aren't you playing tricks?"

"It's just ......"

..................

Many people echoed, but the old man still closed his eyes and never answered.

"Hey ginger boy, do you know what this is?"

The words of Wang Guofeng came to his mind.

Jiang Xing was taken aback, in the past two days, the two Yuanying monks who had rushed from the Northern Xinjiang to face the Great Martial Mountain and the Spirit Beast Mountain, coupled with the fact that they had fled to the East China Sea in a hurry, had left Wang Guofeng behind.

"Senior Wang, don't you know this thing?"

"Hmph, but the Golden Scale Inner Dan of the half-step Formation Pill Realm, he is embarrassed to pretend to be a ghost here. ”

Jiang Xing suddenly felt in his heart when he heard this, and he knew a lot about the big and small things in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The full name of the golden scale is the golden scale fish, there are many legends in the world, the golden scale fish once every 500 years of a heavenly opportunity, if you can cross the dragon gate can be transformed into a dragon, seize the creation of heaven and earth.

This mysterious legend makes the golden-scaled fish even more mysterious, and even more people believe in this fish, and I have heard that some tribes use this fish as a totem.

These are all recorded in the book, and the truth and falsehood can no longer be distinguished, and he only remembered these when he heard Wang Guofeng talk about this thing today.

"Oh, it turned out to be this thing, senior Wang ......" Before Jiang Xing finished speaking, someone next to him suddenly spoke: "Ten thousand spirit stones, I don't know if the old-timers can cut love?"

The old man shook his head slowly: "Too little!"

"That's 20,000, I really don't have more!"

"Since you are willing to give 20,000, then let me ask you, do you know what this thing is?"

"Golden Scale Neidan!"

Brush!

The old man's eyes opened suddenly, and there seemed to be a strange glint in his eyes, and he saw through the crowd the person who was talking to him behind him.

The man was tall and wore a black hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The corners of the old man's mouth rose, and he said with a gloomy smile: "Hu has been setting up a stall here for seven days, Young Master Hong, you are finally willing to come out!

Everyone didn't know why for a while, and Qi Shushu looked at the man wearing the hat, but the man was startled, and hurriedly turned around to run, and in a panic, he collided with Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing was knocked down, and he had already heard some clues from the old man's words, and he didn't know what special magic the ordinary golden scales had, and the old man used this as bait to catch this man wearing a hat.

However, since the old man dared to have a showdown at this time, this benevolent brother was afraid that he had already fallen into their trap.

Jiang Xing felt it, and a pair of eyes behind the hat stared at him deeply, and then ran quickly towards the street.

Look at the shadow of the strange old man in front of the carpet!

All this happened and disappeared quickly, and I don't know where the man with the hat and the old man disappeared into the alley, and where they fought and broke the temple......

The two of them caused everyone to disperse, Jiang Xing secretly thought to himself, that piece of golden scale Neidan can actually stir up a young master Hong, and the young master who can be called must not be an ordinary person.

Continuing to move forward, he inquired all the way to find a gathering area for mortals, who had no other livelihood except to carry some crops in order to make ends meet, and when he learned that he was going to find someone to tidy up his residence, a group of people gathered around him were like hungry wolves who had not eaten food for more than ten days.

A few women were selected at random, not that he had any ideas, after all, women still work more meticulously than men.

He repeatedly stressed that he should not destroy any of the furnishings in the house, just wipe the dust clean and shovel the waist-high weeds in the yard. After all, this attic is only temporarily lent to him to live in.

It didn't take two hours, Jiang Xing re-entered the Tide Pavilion, the feeling at this time was a world of difference compared to two hours ago, from the gate, to the courtyard, and then to the attic, it was a world of difference.

The weeds in the courtyard have almost been emptied, and the cobblestone road paved on the ground can already be seen.

The creaking wooden stairs were really helpless, so he had to try to take his steps as lightly as possible when going up to the attic, and the few rooms downstairs were also clean and tidy, and the top of the attic was a place to live.

He boldly rewarded two high-grade spirit stones, and several people bowed their heads in gratitude, and ordinary monks naturally felt that two spirit stones were nothing.

But the value of these two spirit stones is too great, and at worst, it is the ration for a family of three for half a year.

When a few people went out, Jiang Xing comfortably moved a Taishi chair and sat on the second floor, squinting at the courtyard that had been cleaned up, and his heart was not happy.

Suddenly, I felt that the clothes were close to my stomach, as if there was a foreign object.

He frowned slightly, since he had the storage bag, except for the broken peace buckle given by Steward Jia, he hardly carried anything in his arms.

Reaching into his arms, there was nothing but the safety buckle, but he really felt a hard object under the separation from the clothes.

It was not in his arms, but in a blue belt around his waist.

I took it out with a lot of questions, and what caught my eye was a carved piece of a carp the size of a baby's fist, with a fiery red body, the carp was lifelike, its eyes were bulging, its mouth was slightly small, and its shark fin was slightly stretched out to swim in a posture.

Jiang Xing's whole person was stunned, how did he know what this thing was, let alone when it arrived in his arms, and he didn't have contact with people,...... Apart from...... It's him!!