It has been several days since Wu Dashan and them left, and Yang Lingxuan has been in this world for more than ten days, during which the villagers of Wujia Village heard about the black shop and came to take a look at it curiously.

But there was no one who really bought things, which couldn't help but make Yang Lingxuan sigh, except for the hunting team in Wujia Village.

There is not even a person who can be worth more than 100, you read that right, it is not worth more than 10000 yuan, it is not worth 10,000 yuan, or it is not even a hundred gold coins.

However, there are some families who can make up one or two hundred gold coins by smashing pots and selling iron, but they are reluctant to buy goods that start at one hundred and eighty.

Thinking of this, Yang Lingxuan sighed again, the ordinary people of this country are having a hard time,

Then when I thought of this, I couldn't help but think that it seemed that I was going to incarnate as the Bodhisattva Guanyin with great compassion, and then come to save the lovely people who were in dire straits.

Thinking of this, Yang Lingxuan planned to wait for Wu Shou to come to the store, fool him into the city to inquire about the consumption level of the people in the city, as well as the market distribution, and buy some paper and pens and other things by the way.

Then write a plan first, well, the name is called: the store manager's salvation plan.

Yes, just plan well and teach them to improve their ability to make money, otherwise they have no money, who will the store manager's goods sell to?

And this damn Wu Shou, why did he come so slowly today, didn't this little guy come over early in the morning every day.

Didn't the Journey to the West that I told him yesterday attract it? Tired of listening to it? It doesn't make sense, Journey to the West is popular among young and old, and when I first came into contact with him, I watched it for several days without eating or drinking.

Or is this little guy getting smarter, realizing that he was telling him a story to gain favorability, and then he had other intentions?

Just when Yang Lingxuan was salivating and waiting for Wu Tian's arrival, a little guy appeared in his sight slowly and slowly.

Looking at this little guy limping over, Yang Lingxuan's mind was full of questions, and with Wu Shou's explanation, the corners of Yang Lingxuan's mouth twitched, and his face was speechless.

This little guy, when they parted yesterday evening, on the way home, I don't know if it was a brain twitch, and I was amused, so I actually thought of going to the vicinity of the branch of the Brute Beast Forest to find a level 1 beast to practice.

When he knew his talent and became a level 3 martial artist, he always wanted to find a beast to fight.

After walking around the branch of the Brute Beast Forest and seeing a silly little wild boar, he hesitated for a while, thinking that it should be a level 1 small beast.

In addition, he listened to the second senior brother of the store manager's uncle so stupid, so he didn't think about it, so he rushed forward with his short sword.

When the little wild boar heard the sound of the wind, he instantly counterattacked, and then he realized that this was not a level 1 little wild boar at all, but a level 3 tusked pig with broken teeth.

I didn't react for a while, and was pushed hard against my ass by its toothless mouth.

Then the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and after a lot of effort, they couldn't help each other, and then decided that the two sides would truce and have the opportunity to fight another 300 rounds another day.

However, this limping right leg is the result of the great war between the two sides.

Hearing this, Yang Lingxuan couldn't help but sigh, no matter which country's bear children are so powerful, including this other world.

Although he didn't know if this wild boar had an IQ or not, and what his specific IQ was, Yang Lingxuan was still very curious about how this person and a pig communicated about the truce.

But he didn't ask the curiosity in his heart, and then said to Wu Shou:

"Wu Shou, today we won't talk about Journey to the West, you help me do something, and then come back, I'll tell you the story of Sun Dasheng's three beats to the white bone spirit. ”

"Uncle store manager, what do you want me to do for you?" Wu Tian was a little strange when he heard that he would not tell the story today and would help with his own errands.

Then he heard the story of Sun Dasheng's three beats to the white bone spirit after finishing the matter, and asked with excitement and doubt: "What kind of brute is that white bone spirit?"

"Oh, the Bone Spirit, it's a terrifying beast that eats children. Yang Lingxuan explained casually.

"You go to the city to help me buy some paper and pens and come back, and by the way, take a look at the shops in the town, how much money can you make a month?"

"Oh, what is the store manager doing to buy pen and paper, and I don't have any money. Hearing that the white bone spirit was a terrifying beast that specializes in eating children, Wu Shou looked horrified, and then asked the store manager what his uncle was doing with paper and pen.

"It's nothing, it's just that the story of Journey to the West is too long, and I can't remember it, so I'm going to write it down first. Yang Lingxuan continued to flicker, and then took out 20 gold coins from the card, handed them to Wu Shou, and urged him to enter the city quickly.

took the gold coin, stuffed it into his small pocket, heard that the pen and paper were used to write Journey to the West, and then didn't think much about it, and said to the store manager's uncle I am leaving, Wu Shou stepped out of his little short legs and limped out.

Looking at Wu Shou who disappeared at the end of the road, Yang Lingxuan suddenly smiled, and said with emotion, the little kid is really easy to deceive, and then admires his IQ and eloquence.

About two hours or so, Wu Shou, who limped on his short legs and went through a lot of hardships, finally saw which, seven or eight meters high city wall, looking at the crowd of traffic, was queuing up to accept the routine interrogation of the city guards, and then entered Twilight Town in turn.

Coming to the back of the team, Wu Shou looked around, although Wujia Village was only a few dozen miles away from Twilight Town, but this was also his first time in Twilight Town.

His eyes looked curiously at the city guards, who were a group of sturdy men wearing armor and wearing long knives at their waists. About a dozen or so people stood on the left and right sides of the city gate.

There were about two or three on each side interrogating, checking on passers-by and then letting them go, and although there were many people, the line was not chaotic.

About a quarter of an hour, when it was Wu Shou's turn to be examined, a middle-aged city guard who was originally expressionless looked at Wu Shoushi, came to him and squatted down, and asked with a friendly and curious face: "Little guy, where is your adult?" ”

"Uncle, my grandfather has entered the mountains. Looking at the middle-aged uncle with a Chinese face in front of him, Wu Shou replied.

"What about your parents?" looked at the few people behind the little guy, who didn't seem to be his elders, and asked curiously, a little curious about how big the little guy's parents were, and actually let their children wander around.

"My grandfather said that my parents went far, far away, and when I grew up, I knew where they went. ”

Wu Shou was a little puzzled why this uncle was so curious about his family, but he still politely answered the other party's question.

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Outside the door of the black shop, a young man smiled at the people in the void, and slowly said: "Ladies and gentlemen, vote for the votes in your hand, collect them by the way, and support the black shop! ”