On the advertisement, there is a number, and Song Bei knows that this is the signal number of the person who handled the false testimony.

The signal, which corresponds to the earth, is the mobile phone number.

In the fairy world, messengers are used. And there are two kinds of messengers, one is a one-to-one one-to-one contact; The other is a long-term one-to-many connection, just like a mobile phone on Earth.

Quickly remembering the teleportation number, Song Bei continued to look for it. He always has to find a few of them, compare them with each other, and choose one that he can trust.

After shopping for a long time and collecting the summons numbers of seven or eight counterfeit dealers, Song Bei turned around and returned to the inn. He doesn't have a teleporter yet, and he needs to use the public teleporter in the inn to make contact when he returns to the inn.

After contacting one by one, through exchanges, Song Bei determined a family, and after meeting to understand the specific situation, he would make a formal decision.

After all, there was an exchange, and after meeting, the other party gave Song Bei a good feeling, not like a liar, so he entrusted the other party to make an immortal certificate for himself.

After waiting for a day and getting the immortal certificate, Song Bei immediately went to the fairy world money village to apply for an immortal coin card for himself. Fortunately for him, everything went smoothly in the card application process, which means that his immortal certificate has reached the level of chaos.

With the immortal coin card and then walking in Guanshui City, Song Beicai felt a lot more at ease in his heart.

But this is just the beginning, if he wants to survive in the human immortal world, he still needs to find a way to survive that suits him.

After a few days of understanding, Song Bei found that there was not much difference between the situation in the human immortal world and the earth. Like the so-called resource cultivation and killing people and treasures that he had seen in novels before, there were very few situations in the human immortal world.

The immortals here are the same as the humans on the earth, who pay their own labor in exchange for immortal coins, and then use immortal coins to buy various items they need. Of course, it is not uncommon for people to kill people and sell goods, but this is the same as the earth, it is a crime, and it will be vigorously cracked down by the managers of the fairy world.

In general, the human fairy world is a copy of the earth.

Therefore, Song Bei is now facing a problem, which is to find a job, which is the same as when he went to the city to work after graduating from high school on Earth.

Walking along the street, Song Bei also saw many shops posting recruitment notices at the door.

He also went in and asked, but this kind of work also requires experience, and he also asked to find a guarantor, so as not to steal the goods from the store and run away, or leave without saying hello to the store after a few days.

These requirements stumped Song Bei. Besides, most of these are waiters and other jobs, and the income is not high, and he doesn't really like to do this kind of work.

While strolling around and looking for it, Song Bei suddenly found himself in another commercial street. This street is also very busy, in addition to the shops on both sides of the street, there is also a long row of street stalls in the middle of the street.

What surprised him was that this was not an ordinary commercial street, but similar to the antique market on the earth, with stalls and shops full of items that looked quite old.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, in the earth for a few years, because of the contact circle, Song Bei also had an understanding of antiques, and was also quite interested, so when he saw such a street like an antique market in the fairy world, he immediately had the idea of taking a good stroll.

Song Bei was wandering around, stopping in front of a stall from time to time, picking up an item and admiring it. Stopping and stopping, he came to a stall.

The owner of the stall was a dark and thin middle-aged man, his eyes were shining, and he looked cunning at first glance.

"This fellow Daoist, please take a good look, these goods of mine are carefully collected, and they are true and of good quality. Buy them back, you won't suffer losses and won't be fooled, and you can maintain and increase their value, keep them in your hands for a while, and the price will definitely roll upward. ”

Like this kind of greeting, Song Bei has learned a lot along the way, so naturally he won't really believe it. Just like on the planet, the goods in the antique market are always confused, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and there are even more fakes than real goods in some stores. If you believe the stall owner's words and buy any item indiscriminately, you are guaranteed to lose money.

"I'm just going to take a look." As Song Bei spoke, he squatted down to scan the items on the ground.

Setting up a stall in the market is not forbidden for others to see, Song Bei walked all the way, and when he saw a novelty item, he picked it up and admired it, and no stall owner stopped him, and here is no exception.

Hearing Song Bei say that he was looking at it casually, the stall owner didn't talk about it to him anymore, but his eyes were fixed on Song Bei's expression, once he found out which item he was interested in, he tried his best to persuade him and strive to promote sales.

Along the way, Song Bei also saw the enthusiasm of the stall owners, in order to avoid trouble, no matter what he saw in the future, he kept a calm expression, did not reveal a little thought, so as not to be entangled by the stall owner, and enthusiastically sold to him.

However, this time, after Song Bei looked at a few items, when he picked up another one, he was still shocked, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of surprise.

"How so?"

Song Bei looked at the balls the size of a ping-pong ball in his hand and pondered.

It turned out that just when he picked up the orb, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind: Open Heavenly Bead, the magic weapon used by the king and demon in the ancient god war, one of the four holy beads.

Obviously, this information is talking about the bead in Song Bei's hand, that is to say, the bead in Song Bei's hand is the Open Heaven Bead.

Song Bei was surprised that such a piece of information could appear in his mind.

The stall owner on the side was stunned when he saw Song Bei, but he was happy in his heart, and hurriedly spoke, praising Song Bei's vision, "Dao friendly knowledge, this orb is not simple, this is an item from a thousand years ago, you look at this refining process, at least if the Hou Ye is qualified to use it." ”

The management level of the human immortal realm is similar to that of the earth, which is divided into four levels. Like Guanshui City, which is equivalent to a county-level city on the earth, the level of the city's administrator is Bo, and then up to Hou, Gong, and Wang.

Although the stall owner was talking lively, Song Bei knew that the stall owner didn't know how to pretend to understand there because he had the information in his mind.

Maybe the process of getting the Tiankaizhu was not troublesome, and the price he paid was not high, he thought that he could sell it for a high price by making up a story. But Song Bei knew that this could only show that the stall owner did not know the truth about the opening of the dzi, and if he bought it, he would have missed it.

"How can it be as good as you say, you see this color, dull and uneven, there is no treasure that should look like it, just use it for the marquis? If you throw it on the street, no one will want to pick it. Song Bei said with a fault.

However, his hand was tightly grasping the dzi, afraid that if he put it on the stall, he would be snatched by others. When he was on Earth, because of his lack of experience, he encountered such a thing, and finally missed a Song porcelain bowl.