"No, I don't have to. ”

The guard pushed Meng Fan's hand holding the Xuanyue Stone outward, glanced at the bald Xiaowu standing on Meng Fan's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Brother, it's not easy for you, and I can't look down on a piece of the Xuanyue Stone, to tell you the truth, something happened in the city, even I don't know when the city will open, except for the people who live in the city can enter and exit, outsiders don't think about it." ”

The guard raised his chin in the distance: "Look at them, they all want to go in, it's not like waiting outside, I suggest you stay in the shantytown temporarily, and take advantage of the next few days to get more moon stones." ”

Meng Fan wanted to ask something, but other guards came over to change shifts and replaced the talkative guard.

"Little Wu, what are you going to do next?" Meng Fan left the city gate and shook the parrot.

"Master, didn't the guard tell us to stay in the shantytown for a while, so let's stay. The parrot yawned, and the morning sun shone on its bare body, looking pitiful, "However, the master had better cut those Xuanyue stone rough stones into standard equal parts, so as not to have trouble when it is spent later." ”

"It's fine. Meng Fan nodded, he was very glad to have such a strange parrot, otherwise he didn't know anything about this place, and what he wanted to do would definitely not be as easy as it is now.

I found a vendor and inquired, and there was indeed a place to cut rough stones in the shantytown, so I followed the route guided by the vendor and looked for it.

"It should be here. ”

Meng Fan stopped in front of a fairly neat shanty.

Compared with other shabby shanty, this shanty is a bit more upscale, the whole is a wooden structure, the roof of the shed is covered with a layer of tiles, and the front of the door is cleanly kept, and there are no signs.

Meng Fan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he took out the pile of Moon Xuanshi Rough Stones from the Qiankun space, put them in a big bag, and walked in with them, the smell of incense came to his face.

An old man in his sixties was lying on a chaise longue in the middle of the room with his eyes closed, and beside him was a low wooden table, on which lay a metal instrument thirty centimeters square, presumably a tool for cutting rough stones.

Hearing the footsteps, the old man opened his eyes, saw Meng Fan is face, and said: "The rules of the store, the cut products belong to you, the scraps belong to me, and then three percent of the processing fee will be charged." ”

seemed to think that Meng Fan didn't have many rough stones, and the old man added indifferently: "If it's less than ten yuan, don't take the job." ”

Meng Fan smiled indifferently and put the bag of rough stones on the wooden table, making a rattling sound.

The old man shuddered when he heard the sound, sat up from the recliner suddenly, reached out to pick up the bag, opened it and looked at it, his eyes showed an unconcealable shock: "So many, where did you get them?"

Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders and did not speak.

The old man didn't ask any more questions, and began to process the rough stones piece by piece, the metal tools made a squeaky gear turn, and after a long time, two hundred pieces of the same size of the moon stone were processed, exactly the same as the one Meng Fan snatched from the three robbers, and the old man deducted the moon stone he deserved, and handed the rest to Meng Fan.

"Little brother, welcome to take care of business next time. ”

The old man changed his previous indifference and said very politely.

"No problem. ”

Meng Fan walked out with the bag, and the old man looked at Meng Fan's back, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes suddenly twitched twice.

After that, Meng Fan walked around the chaotic shantytown at will, often smelling the smell of decay and mold, and even mixed with the smell of feces, and the living conditions were very bad.

Guessing that the lockdown should not be too long, Meng Fan found a flat and dry place in the sunny place east of the shantytown, and set up a tent to come out.

When the tent was set up, a few half-grown children came running over from nowhere, squatting curiously and watching.

Meng Fan chatted with the children casually, only to know that they had been living here for a year or two, some parents were in the city to give people a current person, and some parents simply started a business in the shantytown, and after making money, they went into the city to buy some cultivation resources, forming a virtuous circle, but it was not good to live in the city, the cost was too great, it was better to pay five moon stones every time they entered the city.

Meng Fan found that those children were also cultivators, in the early stage of condensation.

"This is really a cultivation that started with a doll. ”

Meng Fan smiled, as if by magic, took out some worldly snacks from the Qiankun space, and gave some to those children.

"Thank you, big brother!"

The children took snacks and ran away happily.

This scene reminded Meng Fan of when he was a child, a piece of sugar and a roasted sweet potato could be easily satisfied.

By now, the only thing that can make him cheer is the Soul Pill.

Meng Fan's arrival, and the maverick set up a tent, inevitably attracted the attention of some residents of the shantytown, and they saw Meng Fan give the children snacks in the secular world, and couldn't help but be strange, some people speculated that Meng Fan was not a traveler from the secular world, who strayed into the sixteen mountains, and was afraid that he would die mysteriously if he didn't stay overnight.

"There are a lot of things to do on this trip, find people, save people, and alchemy!"

Meng Fan ignored the gaze of those residents, sat cross-legged in the tent, and began to hurry up to cultivate the Danhuo technique taught by Qing Ling, in the few days of the Yuxian Sect, his control of Danhuo has been slightly successful, he can sacrifice a light red Danhuo, and can skillfully control the size of Danhuo.

It's just that he doesn't know how to fuse the wisp of Dan Fire that Sikong Changye gave him.

The parrot watched from the side, and was surprised again, as if he didn't expect Meng Fan to be a potential Dan Master.

At the same time, something happened on the hill where Meng Fan had stayed last night.

On the way back to Qingqiu Ancient City, the pair of men and women met with the people and horses who came to pick them up, and with the idea that Meng Fan had not left the hill yet, they turned back to the hill without stopping.

"Empty!"

"The man has fled!"

Someone went into the cave that Meng Fan dug out to check, naturally he didn't see Meng Fan's people, but he had an unexpected gain, and found some original stone slag of Xuanyue Stone on the ground.

"Cousin, that kid dug up the Xuanyue Stone here, and it is very likely that he will go to Qingqiu Ancient City!" The man who was chopped by Meng Fan with an axe frowned tightly, and said with a look of hatred, "This is really a way to heaven that he doesn't go, but he broke in without a door to hell, the city has been closed in recent days, he will definitely not be able to enter the city, as long as we search the shantytown a little, we can find him!"

The girl nodded, gritted her teeth and said, "This time, we must break him into pieces!"

At the end, another sentence was added: "That damned parrot will die too!"

They do have the confidence to do so.

The man's name is Chang Guanyu, and his family runs the largest pawn shop in the city, which is quite powerful, and the girl's name is Changsun Lan, and his family runs the largest auction house in the city.

"Back to the city!"

The man named Chang Guanyu, with the support of his cousin Chang Sun Lan, was about to get on the horse and return to the city, but his face changed, endured the pain on his body, stopped his waist and hugged his cousin, retreated sharply, and shouted: "Enemy attack!"

Immediately, there was a tower-like figure, which fell to the position where they were just standing, blasting out a big pit on the ground, and at the same time, a violent wave of qi rolled out in all directions, and the momentum was extremely domineering and ferocious!

All the thugs drew their swords one after another, as if facing a great enemy!

The tower-like figure stood up straight in the big pit, glanced at everyone, and shouted like a bell: "The top ten evils, the seventh evil Zhou Niu, come to ask for your life!"

PS: Who lent Qingchen ten Xuanyue stones...... Want to spend the night in a shanty town...... It's not easy for the people there, especially the nun, it's so pitiful.

(End of chapter)