It's another weekend, and the sky, which has always been clear lately, has finally reined in the release of emotions, and the clouds have disappeared and the blue sky stretches out wantonly, and it is difficult to distinguish each other on the side of the sky into the undulating blue sea. Zhang Xiaoqian rarely got up early in the morning on a dreamless weekend, and today he was going to trade an ancient Taoist book in an old bookstore in the old city, and that day he stumbled upon a post by the bookstore owner in the "Make the Most of Everything" section while visiting a local community forum.

The old city is not too far from where he lives, after playing with the mobile phone for half an hour, Zhang Xiaoqian's bus turned into the streets of the old city, the speed of the car was affected by the cramped streets of the old city and suddenly slowed down, Zhang Xiaoqian raised his head from a car of "bowed heads" and looked out of the window, identifying the buildings flashing outside the window.

The arcade is a kind of modern verandah-type commercial and residential building, the ground floor of the building retreats along the street and leaves a public pedestrian space, the inner side of this "shared space" is the shop that displays a dazzling array of goods, so that whether it is rainy or sunny, pedestrians can calmly walk as a car to linger in the meantime, which is not only a pedestrian public facility, but also a shop diversion artifact, which can be called the best form of pedestrian street.

Zhang Xiaoqian got off the train at a station told by the owner of the bookstore, and as soon as he got off the train, he was surrounded by the vivid life of the market: the Nanyang arcade that has experienced the vicissitudes of life, the characteristic shop signs with the taste of antiquity, the wires that wantonly crawl all over the sky, the shouts and bargains in the only remaining old market across the road, the sound of bargaining, the noise of seafood when it is on the market, the sound of crackling... This is really a long-lost "fireworks" for Zhang Xiaoqian, an otaku who is on the line at two o'clock most of the time.

Zhang Xiaoqian, who wanted to sweep a shared bicycle to the bookstore, decided to walk on foot, although he wanted to become an immortal, but... After opening the mobile phone map and planning the walking navigation, Zhang Xiaoqian put the mobile phone into his pocket again, since he had mobile phone navigation, no matter which city he was in, he rarely asked for directions again.

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"Continue straight ahead, turn right after 250 meters to reach the vicinity of the destination" Listening to the loud voice broadcast of the mobile phone navigation, Zhang Xiaoqian was a little dumbfounded, the wall in front of him had to be climbed over?

"Go straight, go straight your sister!" Zhang Xiaoqian's inner OS was crazy.

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After hitting the wall several times, Zhang Xiaoqian had to admit that in this kind of unplanned old city where some "roads" can only accommodate one person sideways, modern positioning and navigation technology is indeed not very bright. honestly asked a few passers-by, and when he finally stood at the door of the bookstore after "drilling" a few "glimmers of sky", Zhang Xiaoqian felt a little like a world away.

The bookstore is very small, open on the side of a residential house facing the street, not a arcade, the furnishings in the bookstore are very time-like, more like a place to sell old things, the boss is a greasy middle-aged man with a scumbag, and there is no nonsense after asking Zhang Xiaoqian's intentions, and he found the book directly from a mottled bookcase and handed it over. The content of the book is roughly the experience of a predecessor practicing the "Neidan Law", the hand-copied traditional Chinese characters still look a little laborious, Zhang Xiaoqian casually flipped through it and put it together, the book is definitely not an ancient book [dǒng], but the hand-copied line is also commendable, although it can't cultivate immortals, the price is not outrageous to buy and collect it is not in vain to drill this ecstasy array today. After some deceitful psychological warfare, the boss "endured the pain" and sold the book at the bottom of the box to this teenager who looked like a middle two for a three-digit price.

Zhang Xiaoqian didn't bring a bag, so he asked the boss for a plastic bag and went out with it. The sun flickered outside the house, Zhang Xiaoqian woke up, it was still morning, and it was still a long time before lunch.

"At least we have to solve lunch" doesn't say it, but the OS in my heart is really sincere. As a foodie with pursuits, he has long been tired of fast food takeaways within a radius of ten miles near the company and his residence, after all, he doesn't want to receive boxed lunches all day long, let alone he, the protagonist...

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"Oyster fried", "roast meat dumplings", "sand tea noodles", "gold and silver", "pot side paste", "bamboo shoot jelly"... After some shopping, Zhang Xiaoqian, who was satisfied, slowly stepped into the bus stop with his plastic bag, and the mobile phone APP showed that the car he wanted still had 6 stops to arrive, and he leisurely shook it under the stop sign and glanced up to make sure that he would not sit in the opposite direction...

"Huh?" was looking at the stop sign casually, and his casual eyes instantly focused on the back of the stop sign - on an inconspicuous shop sign on the second floor of the street diagonally opposite, the familiar and unfamiliar "ghost painting symbol" with a long rhythm, and the three words "Renshan Society" are impressively listed!

"That broken website actually has an offline physical store?" Zhang Xiaoqian tried to remember whether the website had an offline address, and he didn't find it in Lucheng so coincidentally?

"In such a scientific and materialistic society now, there are still people who openly engage in the association of cultivating immortals? It can't be a cult organization like "wheels", right?" Zhang Xiaoqian had a black question mark on his face.

Although he was full of doubts, since his fate was so deep, he still decided to explore, and he would not let go of any possible opportunity because he was convinced of that world.

Zhang Xiaoqian crossed the road and found the narrow passage at the entrance of the stairs under the shop sign, and the corridor was plastered with promotional posters of the taekwondo gym that once made him think that he had gone wrong, but after going upstairs, there was a sealed wall on the right, and on the left was the signboard of the Renshan Society. The door is open, and there is no decoration other than the signboard, and some traces of the original taekwondo gym can be faintly seen on the wall. Zhang Xiaoqian took a look at it, then raised his feet and walked inward, the interior seemed to be still decorating...

"Are you here to join the club?" A voice that seemed to be suppressed excitement suddenly popped up, and then a slightly childish baby face suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqian's eyes.

"I... I'm just here to see, what are you doing here?" Zhang Xiaoqian wouldn't admit that he was startled by the little P child.

"Oh, hello, I'm sorry I'm a little abrupt, here we are..."

"We are here to cultivate self-cultivation and exchange with fellow practitioners, is this friend also interested in this?" A man wearing a similar practice uniform walked out of the side room and took over the baby-faced words, obviously this guy looked like he was the same age as himself, but he looked old-fashioned when he spoke...