"Do you take it or not?"

The village chief asked in an almost threatening tone.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, not knowing how to answer, because no matter how he answered, it was not the best answer.

In the end, after the coercion and temptation of the village chief, Ye Chen had no choice but to agree to take these two young girls as his wife.

So, Ye Chen had to stay in the village for a few days, the village was really lively these days, and the whole village was busy with Ye Chen's wedding, but only he, the prospective groom, was the most idle.

Looking at the excited looks on the faces of the villagers, Ye Chen scolded secretly: "Excited fart, it's not that you got married and entered the cave room, and you were blindly excited." ”

If the villagers knew what Ye Chen really thought in his heart, I don't know if these villagers would immediately turn their faces and strangle him to death on the spot, but unfortunately, these villagers were ordinary people and did not have any cultivation.

Finally, the wedding was ready, and Ye Chen officially entered the palace of marriage.

Under the big banyan tree in the village square.

"Ye Shaoxia, are you willing to take these two beautiful girls beside you, whether they are poor or rich, healthy or disabled, cherish them and love them for the rest of your life?"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, can I say I don't want to, the village chief of Nimana turned his face faster than turning a book, there is no way, let's deal with the past first.

"I do!"

"Very good!" The village deacon looked at the two young women again and asked, "Are you willing to marry this Ye Gongzi of Yushu Lingfeng to be his wife, no matter whether he is rich or poor, handsome or ugly, alive or dead, follow him for the rest of his life, and never remarry?"

The two young girls stood on Ye Chen's left and right, and nodded at the same time in agreement: "We are willing!"

"Very good, then let's start worshipping!

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Ye Chen was speechless for a while, this Nima is the real combination of Chinese and Western.

Finally, the village deacon shouted, "Send to the cave room!"

Bridal chamber!

As a noun, it is only the marriage room, that is, the boudoir of the two young girls, which has now been changed to a marriage room.

Ye Chen was pushed into the marriage room by everyone, and then closed the door, only to see two beds in the boudoir, two sisters sitting on one bed, with a red hijab on their heads, waiting for Ye Chen to open it.

Cave room, if used as a verb, it is much more interesting than a noun, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, this is a beautiful thing that many men dream of, quack~!

However, Ye Chen didn't want to at all now.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that our Ye Chen's pig's feet are not good, it's just that he is worried about his future, if he gets married, then he has to take on the responsibility that a man should bear, but he is dedicated to the Tao, he just wants to cultivate, break the confinement of the body, and gain eternal life.

But now, he seems to have no choice, everything can only be taken one step at a time.

After a night of silence, Ye Chen did not do what a groom should do, because he was forced to do all this.

He wasn't a man to give in casually, but the two sisters didn't force him this time.

Early the next morning, the village chief said to Ye Chen: "Don't worry, the old man is not a stubborn person, although you are already a husband, you can still continue to pursue your cultivation path." ”

Ye Chen looked at the village chief with some surprise, he didn't know what the village chief meant, this old guy always played cards according to the convention.

The village chief didn't know when he had brought a white horse, and he saw that the horse's whole body was as white as snow, without a trace of miscellaneous hair, and even the four hooves were as white as jade and crystal clear, exuding a faint fluorescence.

"What a horse!"

It was the first time Ye Chen had seen such a good horse.

The village chief smiled slightly and said, "It's called Snow Shadow, and it's a long way for you to go to the Misty Forest, so the old man will give it to you." ”

"Are you really letting me go?"

Ye Chen wasn't sure if this old man was crazy.

The village chief hummed, then sighed, and said, "I just hope you remember that there is your wife here, and don't forget that you promised that you will take care of them for the rest of your life." ”

Ye Chen nodded slightly and said, "Although I, Ye Chen, am not a gentleman, I will remember what I promised." ”

The village chief didn't say anything more, handed the reins to Ye Chen, and said, "Be careful all the way!"

The two young girls were also reluctant to say: "Xianggong, go early and come back early!"

Ye Chen was afraid that the village chief would regret it, so he hurriedly took the reins, jumped on the horse, and galloped away.

With the Snow Shadow, Ye Chen's speed was much faster, and in just a few hours, he was already far away from the village.

When passing through a valley, due to the steep terrain, Ye Chen had to slow down, jump off his horse, and walk carefully with the snow shadow.

The valley was full of strange rocks, the mountain roads were rugged, and suddenly, Ye Chen smelled a strange fragrance again.

This smell is much stronger than the last time I smelled it in the back mountain of Qingtianguan.

"There are also exotic grasses in this valley?"

Ye Chen slowed down, carefully identified the direction of the fragrance, and then traced away.

I came to a forest in the valley, and in addition to the fragrance, there was also a smell of moldy leaves.

The trees in the forest are large and small, thick and thin. The thick ones can't be hugged by a few people, and the small ones are the size of thumbs.

Ye Chen slowly stopped, because the source of the fragrance was nearby. So he looked around.

Not far in front of him, a big tree had long since dried up, and the tree was covered with moss, and suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and on top of the dead tree, there was something the size of a dustpan.

Taking a closer look, Ye Chen found that it was a Ganoderma lucidum with ten leaves, each leaf was extremely fat, like a big fan, and dark red.

A leaf so large dark red represents a 100-year-old vintage.

And this Ganoderma lucidum has ten such leaves.

"Millennial Ganoderma lucidum?"

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes in disbelief, Nima is this the rhythm of pies falling from the sky?

A thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum can be sold for at least 10 gold coins, and he Ye Chen is going to make a windfall now.

In fact, this is not all luck, there is also a certain inevitability, now Ye Chen's nose is very sensitive, and he can smell rare and exotic plants within a radius of one kilometer. As he passed through this valley, he would inevitably discover this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum hidden in the woods.

Ye Chen has this sensitive nose, and he will be big in the future.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen hurriedly climbed onto the dead wood, took off the dagger and carefully peeled off the thousand-year-old Lingzhi, and then opened the bag that had been prepared in advance to hold the materials for demon beasts, and put the thousand-year-old Lingzhi into it.

After passing through the valley, the road became a lot smoother again, so Ye Chen climbed on the back of the horse again, rode the snow shadow all the way and ran in the direction of the misty forest.

Two days later, Ye Chen finally arrived at a town on the outskirts of the Misty Forest, called Misty Town.

Misty Town is very lively, all kinds of cries and sales are constant, people come and go, and people come and go, and there are all kinds of people, doing everything.

Now Ye Chen needs to find a way to sell the thousand-year-old Lingzhi, and then buy some necessary items for cultivation.

Although it is said that the essence contained in the thousand-year-old Lingzhi is very pure and majestic, if a person's state of mind and cultivation cannot keep up, it will be difficult to refine all the essence in the Lingzhi, so it will be very wasteful, rather than this, Ye Chen might as well sell it in exchange for some cultivation supplies, such as Xuan Yuan Water and some magic scrolls.

However, before doing this, Ye Chen had to find a place to live, settle the snow shadow, and then eat a meal to make up for sleep, he was tired in the past two or three days, he ate dry food every day, and he was about to vomit blood.

Ye Chen came to an inn, the name is also very easy to remember, it is called the Misty Inn, and it is also the largest and most luxurious inn in Misty Town.

Seeing Ye Chen coming, Xiao Er ran out and asked, "This young man, do you want to stay in a hotel or eat?"

Ye Chen said: "Stay in the hotel and eat! Also, can my horse also settle here for a while?"

Xiao Er smiled and looked servile, and said, "As long as you have money, you can do anything!"

"Money?" Ye Chen was slightly stunned, he didn't have a penny on him now, only by selling the thousand-year-old Lingzhi.

The little second seemed to see that Ye Chen was penniless, his face changed, and he said, "If you don't have any money, then let's go!" After speaking, he turned around and walked into the inn without looking back.

Ye Chen was speechless for a while, Nima, this guy is too realistic, right?

No, Ye Chen had no choice but to take the snow shadow and leave, he wanted to see how he could get rid of the thousand-year-old Lingzhi in his hand.

Finally, as he walked, Ye Chen saw a street that specialized in buying and selling rare and exotic grasses, and there were people setting up stalls and shops on the street, all kinds of things.

The thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in Ye Chen's hand cannot be eaten by ordinary small traders, and only larger shops can afford it.

Just as he was about to walk towards a large shop specializing in the purchase of exotic herbs, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"This young man, please stay!"

Ye Chen turned his head and saw that it was a white-haired old man.

The old man was dressed in a purple robe, his hair was white, and his eyes were like eagle eyes, staring sharply at the pocket in Ye Chen's hand.

"Something?" Ye Chen was slightly stunned and asked.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly and said, "Yes!"

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen was still puzzled.

The white-haired old man pointed to a teahouse not far away and said, "Can you go to the teahouse for a while?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I don't have any money!"

The white-haired old man smiled, thinking that Ye Chen was very interesting, and said, "I'm in for a treat, how about it?"

Ye Chen's mouth is dry now, and since someone asks for tea, he can't ask for it. So he readily agreed, "Okay!"

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