With his cultivation, the fight is definitely not competitive, and going back for help is a long way to go, not to mention how much time it takes to come back and forth, if you go to great lengths to go back and bring people over, the result is that Xie Ma has already been taken away, which is tantamount to a bamboo basket to draw water.

In order to find out the intentions of the titular Jincheng calligrapher in front of him, Bian Maoshi boldly continued to ask: "What advice do you have for the senior's appearance this time?"

In fact, he still didn't quite believe that a person who had attained cultivation could not move any aspect of his mind about the legendary spirit body.

Gu Haosi glanced at him and said disdainfully: " Not everyone in the world is like you, looking at people only looking at the so-called root and bone talent, not looking at their words and deeds at all, as long as the future of the road is high, they will stuff everything into him, while seemingly carefully cultivating, on the other hand, they want to throw the burden that does not match their age to him, regardless of whether he likes it or not, and finally turn the so-called genius in your mouth into a tool for people to drive, in my eyes, children are children, when I become my student, I am just a student, if it is not for your export threat, you think I will be interested in meeting you？”

Bian Maoshi, who was pierced through his thoughts, looked embarrassed, and then smiled bitterly: "Senior, I am just a small solicitor in the palace who does not have any rights, and there are thousands of people like me in the entire palace who give up a lot of comfort in order to rely on a big tree to enjoy the shade, if I don't find a good enough seedling this time, I may not have the opportunity to return to the palace in my life, and the tools that my predecessors said should be more in line with people like us." ”

Gu Haosi nodded and said, "That's the same." ”

Then he turned around, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked out the window.

"Although I don't like any of my students to embark on this path, I won't interfere with their decisions, but if I learn that their final choice was because they were coerced, then maybe even you yourself won't be able to get out of Jincheng, you know what I mean?"

Bian Maoshi nodded hurriedly, "Senior, please rest assured." ”

After speaking, he wiped his face again, the blood stains on his face that had solidified made him very uncomfortable, this time he used spiritual power, and with a light wipe, his face was restored to its smoothness.

All in all, the heart that has been hanging can finally be put down, as long as there is a chance to take away Shema, then there are infinite possibilities, you know, any solicitor's ability to persuade people is superb.

There has always been a widely circulated saying in the major sects outside: these people who are disgusted by the recruits must not be allowed to have a chance to have a separate contact with their own disciples.

Then there was an eerie silence.

After a while, Bian Maoshi couldn't bear this uncomfortable feeling at first, and it was impossible to open his mouth to drive people away, so it was better to take this opportunity to ask the many doubts in his heart, so he asked:

"Senior, I have traveled all the way south, and I have also stopped in many large and small cities in Yu Kingdom, although most of the people in the city do not know the way of cultivation, but even the farmers in the fields have a little understanding of the way of cultivation, why Jincheng is obviously not much remote in Yu Kingdom, but it seems that there is no knowledge of the existence of monks in the world?"

When he first arrived in Jincheng, he originally wanted to consider himself a monk, so that he could openly find talented disciples in the name of accepting disciples.

In these small countries and small towns, the identity of monks can still be respected by many people, but what I didn't expect is that the people of Jincheng don't eat this set at all.

When those passers-by saw him, they surrounded him one after another, looking at him in a sackcloth and looking a little down, whispering, "Now the deception method is really not as good as one", "It's not easy to come out to do this kind of thing at a young age", and so on, and even a few people put a few copper plates in front of him excessively.

On the contrary, he dressed up carefully, put on a white robe, wrote a few words on the white flag, called himself a so-called fairy, and found a place to sit on the side of the street, although it still didn't really attract many people, but at least a large group of children were around, and the people on the street also went to a lot of gossip.

This provides great convenience for Bian Maoshi to identify the spiritual roots of passers-by on the street.

But in such a small place, the monks that Ming Huanghuang could come into contact with were actually more attractive than the ethereal immortals compared to the people of the small city, which was something that Bian Mao had never encountered when he traveled to many small countries and small cities as a solicitor.

Gu Haosi was still looking out the window, not knowing where to put his gaze.

"When I first came to Jincheng, the local people were still guarding their own one-third of an acre of land, and they were satisfied just for a little food and clothing. After I arrived, Jincheng gradually became lively, and occasionally some monks were mixed in, but after I consulted with the Jincheng City Lord, with a little guidance, they became charlatans who were abducted and abducted.....

There will also be some people who have moved out of Jincheng when they come back to visit relatives and mention that they have seen grotesque ghosts outside, but most of them are also regarded as nonsense after returning to their hometowns, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the fake until now. ”

At the risk of potentially offending the person in front of him, Bian Maoshi still couldn't bear to be curious, and asked again: "Why did the predecessor do this?"

Outside, speculating about the actions of high-ranking people will be seen as a provocation, and they are likely to suffer unjustified disasters as a result.

But the booksmith in front of him, who seemed to be only a young man and had an elusive style, gave Bian Maoshi a strange feeling, and it was this indescribable strange feeling that made him, a rather cautious man, ask such a question, which he knew was offensive.

Gu Haosi still looked out the window and didn't answer for a long time.

Bian Maoshi couldn't help but lean over and look out the window.

This window is facing the mouth of this "Seven Mile Alley".

Looking out the window, a snack shop open at the entrance of the alley was in full view of the two of them.

Now it is time for the people of Jincheng to have dinner, and there are three or five women around the door of the snack shop, each holding a bowl and chopsticks, gathering together and chatting excitedly.

There are so many people, and naturally it is impossible for all of them to speak at the same time.

Among them, the first to speak, a cheerful, boastful, slow down group of women, although they may not be interested in what she said, but there is no frustration on their faces, while expecting the other party to quickly show off those Chen sesame seeds and rotten grains whose ears have already heard the calluse, while taking advantage of the other party's exhaustion to ventilate, quickly bury their heads in two mouthfuls of food, and when the other party really has nothing to say, the rest of the women quickly interjected, making this simple dinner a little open and secretly fighting.

But among these three or five women, the most powerful one is the woman in the flower dress.

This woman was the most conspicuous of all women, partly due to her "showy" seductive dress, but partly because of her spitting haughty posture, and the subtle impatience of the other women hiding between her brows and eyes when it was her turn to speak.