White western-style buildings rise from the ground, and the street is a noble lady wearing a lace dress and learning from a foreigner.

Inch head and braided head coexist, and there are also those who wear coats and leather shoes.

In the 21st century in his last life, Zhang Wen traveled to the shore of West Lake, but now he can't find half of the familiar appearance.

It was dusk, Zhang Wen had a few meals in the car, and it happened that there was no food in his stomach at this time, and his mouth was hungry.

"Ancestral lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken."

Zhang Wen looked up at the shop mixed with Chinese and foreign languages, he pushed open the glass-inlaid mahogany door, and when he entered the door, there was a soft and glutinous smell of the shop.

"Hehe" Xiao Er, who was wearing a coat and had a short hair, stood next to a pot of steamer, and smiled when he saw Zhang Wen coming in.

"Sir, please inside."

Zhang Wen nodded and found a seat by the window and sat down.

"Sir's first visit?"

"Well, for the first time." Zhang Wen looked at the crowd coming and going outside the window.

"Then you can count it, our glutinous rice chicken is a must on the shore of the West Lake!" Xiao Er gestured to the thumb brother and said, "The fragrance is appetizing, and the taste is soft and tender." ”

"Just listen to you, a lotus leaf chicken."

"It just happened to be out of the pot!" Xiao Er turned around and brought a drawer of lotus leaf chicken wrapped in hot steam to the table.

"The lotus leaves are fragrant, the chicken is smooth and tender, and people who come here can't eat one, so they have to pack one and take it away." The shopkeeper praised and helped Zhang Wen tear open the lotus leaf.

"There are also chili noodles, which are delicious to dip in."

The lotus leaf chicken was a little hot, Zhang Wen was not in a hurry to eat, but poured a glass of water and drank it to moisten his throat: "Have you ever heard of Changshengmen?" ”

He just asked casually, but the waiter nodded: "I know, you go to the West Lake, there is a Taoist temple over there that is Changshengmen, but it's ......."

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the waiter wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Wen asked.

"That immortal gate preaches not killing, not eating meat, in order to prolong life, otherwise life will be reduced! And you can't give up when you start cultivating. ”

The waiter bent down and whispered:

"I think you should not go, there are already more than a dozen people who want to cultivate immortality, and the immortal gate will not refuse to come, but ...... One of them accidentally stepped on an ant nest, and guess what? ”

"Tianjin Wei's?" Zhang Wen asked.

"You can see that, too!" The waiter was surprised.

"Go on."

Zhang Wen seemed to listen to cross talk: "What happened after that?" ”

"A young man in his twenties becomes an old man in the blink of an eye." The waiter clapped his hands and spread out his hands: "Old and dead!" ”

"Tsk"

Zhang Wen was speechless, cultivating the Immortal Technique had such drawbacks, but it really couldn't be said whether it was good or bad.

Sweeping the floor is afraid of hurting the lives of mole ants, and cherishing moths and gauze lamps.

But there are so many events and lives, if you can only stay motionless in order to live forever, in the end, what is the difference compared with the stone statues in the temple.

"Little Er!"

"Hey, it's coming!"

The shopkeeper turned his head and went to work.

Zhang Wen tore a chicken leg and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "The fragrance of lotus leaves and the sweetness of the original meat of the chicken are perfectly combined, which is much more delicious than the "steamed" stewed with additives and ingredients. ”

He had no soup for three days,

Naturally, the mouth is not slack.

"Huh?"

Zhang Wen suddenly found that someone outside the window was swallowing saliva and looking at the chicken in his hand.

It's a stupid little Taoist.

"Want to eat?" Zhang Wen shook the chicken wings in his hand and asked.

The glass window blocked the sound, but the little Taoist priest nodded vigorously, as if he guessed what Zhang Wen meant.

Zhang Wen beckoned to him: "Come in." ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" The little Taoist priest was overjoyed, pushed open the door and ran in.

He sat in front of Zhang Wen, but his stomach was one step ahead of him.

"Gollum~"

"Hungry?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Hmm!" The little Taoist priest nodded and stared at the lotus leaf chicken in front of Zhang Wen.

"Little Er, let's have another lotus leaf chicken." Zhang Wen said.

"It's coming!"

The lotus leaf chicken was served, and it was still steaming.

The little Taoist priest stretched out his hand to grab the lotus leaf chicken, but he was burned and screamed.

"Haha," Zhang Wen smiled.

"Hehe," the little Taoist priest laughed along.

The little Taoist priest was also very hungry, so he tore open the lotus leaf chicken, and didn't care about burning his mouth, so he grabbed the chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Take a sip of water."

Zhang Wen poured a glass of water and handed it over.

The little Taoist priest grabbed the water cup with his oil-stained hand, and poured the water into his mouth.

"Hah!"

Most of the chickens were in the stomach, and the little Taoist priest rubbed the oil flowers on his mouth with his sleeve: "Thank you, it's the first time someone has been so good to me." ”

"What do you call it?" Zhang Wen asked.

"He Anxia!"

The little Taoist priest said: "There is not enough food in the Taoist temple, so the master asked me to come down and find something to eat according to my ability." ”

"Sure enough, the Taoist priest went down the mountain," Zhang Wen said.

"Yes, that's what it means, Taoist priest down the mountain, hehe." He Anxia was still laughing.

"I'm not a local." Zhang Wen pointed to the box on the table: "I'm here to do things, so I can't take you in." ”

"Don't get in the way, if you give me lotus leaf chicken to eat, you will be my great benefactor."

He Anxia is not a person who has to make inches, or he looks stupid, but in fact he is psychic.

"Keep it for coiling, save some flowers, there are many wicked people under the mountain."

Zhang Wen put down a few dollars, stood up and lifted the box.

"I don't know what your name is?"

"Zhang Wen."

Zhang Wendao: "See you soon." ”

"Oh!" He Anxia looked at the money on the table, but he was more concerned about the chicken in his hand.

Leaving the store, Zhang Wen looked up at the darkening sky, planning to find a place to live first, and it was not suitable to visit at night.

Yuelai Inn,

Luxuriously decorated,

gave a few pieces of ocean, and the waiter in the red vest gave Zhang Wen a key, and Zhang Wen walked to the suite alone with the suitcase.

Coincidentally, the door to the suite next door was pushed open.

"Dad, that Zhao Xinchuan is simply no one in sight." An old man and a young man happened to open the door and come out.

The young man was still chattering, but his father had already raised his hand to stop his son.

"Shut up and don't gossip at home outside."

The gray-haired man with an umbrella looked at Zhang Wen and nodded slightly at him.

Zhang Wen also nodded, opened the lock and entered the door.

Bang, the door closes.

The young man asked in a low voice, "Dad, that person is very powerful?" ”

"Well, that's supposed to be that kind of person." The man said cautiously.

"That kind of? Which? The young man looked at Zhang Wen's door, wanting to see something from it.

"Hunt ghosts and demons." The man's expression was solemn, as if he wanted to see through Zhang Wen's door, and then see through Zhang Wen: "The momentum is very strong, but there is no internal force, he is definitely that kind of person." ”

"Isn't that a liar?" The youth disagreed.

"If it's a liar, can it be passed on for thousands of years?" The man glared at his son and said, "This kind of person is not a person from us all the way, remember, go around, so as not to be hit." ”

"Oh" The young man looked at Zhang Wen's door twice more and nodded reluctantly.

In the room,

Zhang Wen dropped the box and lay on the bed.

His box contained materials for catching ghosts and exorcisms, as well as a small amount of money.

"Peng's Tai Chi seems to be able to cultivate internal force, internal force and mana." Zhang Wen raised his palm, and a yellow light condensed in his palm.

This is condensed by 1 point of mana, and as Zhang Wen keeps cultivating, he is gradually able to control the mana in his body.

If you attach mana to the rune paper, you can also subdue demons and eliminate demons, but unlike orthodox talismans, it doesn't have so many effects, and it can only hurt the enemy.

And the materials attached to the mana are also particular, such as magic weapons, the best effect, rune paper, mahogany swords, etc., and the table legs, the back of the chair is no different.

After a few seconds, the yellow light disappears.

"If you have time, you can learn and see." Zhang Wen put on a posture of five hearts facing the sky and began to meditate and cultivate.

As the experience increases, the mana gradually recovers.