"How do you know, officer?"

Feng Ping pinched an elbow and tasted the saltiness, then waved his hand and said, "Don't go, don't go, brother, have you heard this sentence?" ”

"What?"

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, someone could not be moved!

"Curiosity kills cats."

After Feng Ping said this wise saying, he picked up the rice, and ate it with a salty elbow.

Seeing that the customer stopped talking, the shopkeeper covered the lunch box very sensibly and walked out.

Feng Ping didn't raise his head for the other party's departure, and he wasn't even interested in asking where the house was.

No matter how reluctant he is to have the money in his pocket, it is impossible for him to live in that shabby place, and he will go back when he says it is haunted?

Isn't that any different from being a fool?

Besides, he's not Uncle Nine, so why should he get along with ghosts?

After eating and drinking, Feng Ping took off his clothes, washed briefly with the wooden basin in the house, and fell asleep deeply.

I didn't wake up until the next day.

Out of the house, the shopkeeper who delivered the food last night was wiping the table hard, and after seeing Feng Ping, he smiled politely and continued to do his work.

One night plus one table of dishes cost him a total of forty yuan, which is a drop in the bucket for Feng Ping.

After paying, he was just about to go out, but the shopkeeper chased him out again.

"Guest, don't you really think about it? Thirty taels of silver will be purchased. ”

Feng Ping tilted his head sideways to look at him.

This is clearly over.

Last night, he asked for it, and it was understandable for the other party to propose it, but now that he has obviously refused, this shopkeeper still mentions this matter!

"What? Is it difficult or your house? ”

Feng Ping half-jokingly picked it up, Wang Yong was taken aback, and looked at him with wide eyes, "You... How do you know..."

"Little brother, it's all haunted, it's not appropriate for you to sell it to me, right?"

"But... But..."

"No, there's no way I'm going to buy it."

Feng Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes, waved his hand again and again, and politely rejected the other party's "kindness".

Wang Yong saw that there was no play, so he had to bow his head and go back to the inn.

The streets of Lai'an County are a little deserted, and there are not many pedestrians walking on the streets.

Feng Ping walked along the streets of the county for a long time, and finally found a house with a good location and a reasonable price.

Having learned the lesson of the Shuntianfu store, this time he only spent 200 Wen, rented it for a month, and then renewed the lease if he lived well.

lest the money be given, and the people will be gone.

After finishing the accommodation, it was already a moment of time.

Feng Ping locked the courtyard door, sat alone in the room, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate according to the mantra in the "Twelve Methods of Qi Refining".

In the next few days, in addition to his daily diet, Feng Ping spent the rest of his time constantly absorbing spiritual energy and nourishing his body.

He's got a good qualification.

In other words, the body is more suitable for the bug to develop in its own body.

Coupled with the mimic system, it made him cultivate three times faster than a normal person.

Therefore, after only a week, he had already reached the third level of qi refining!

You know, at this time, in the Shuntian Mansion.

Those Heavenly Pride who entered the Immortal Pavilion with him and were fortunate enough to be left behind, the most talented ones were only one level of Qi Refining!

Of course, they only entered the Chengxian Hall on the seventh day of the first month to start their formal cultivation.

After refining the third layer of qi, Feng Ping still followed the mantra to introduce qi into his body, but after that, the sea of qi seemed to be saturated, and the aura could no longer enter.

Therefore, the energy that nourishes the body and contains the gods naturally cannot be generated!

He stood up, smiling wryly and shaking his head.

"It's only been a week! The exercises have actually been practiced! ”

Feng Ping is also helpless, without follow-up exercises, it is difficult for him to make an inch.

The technique of swallowing eggs is impossible to consider at all.

Just a series of perverted taboos, he can stand it!

"Could it be that you have to go back to Shuntianfu?"

Feng Ping thought about it and dispelled this attention.

Now that he has refined qi at the third level, although his strength has been greatly improved, it is only reflected in his fists and feet.

To put it bluntly, it hurts more to beat someone, and at the same time, it is more resistant to beating.

But if you really face those monks who build foundations and crystallize, it will inevitably be a dead end!

Time is too short, and the limelight has not yet passed!

Feng Ping sat back on the bed with a wry smile, took out the book "Giant Ape Transformation" from his arms, and laughed at himself:

"It's time to cultivate the Water Monkey Dafa!"

He sat down on the bed and flipped through the thin pamphlet over and over again.

He had already memorized the contents, but in order to prevent forgetting, he kept reading them.

There was no way, this booklet definitely couldn't be brought to the water, he could only memorize it word by word, word by word.

Otherwise, if there is a mistake......

Feng Ping shuddered.

He didn't want to be a monkey.

"But where do you find this meteorite?"

"Let's go, go out and have a look."

……

Push open the door and the sun is just right outside.

A heavy snowfall a few days ago still leaves some traces.

After a week of almost no daylight, the mood was surprisingly smooth.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Feng Ping also completed the transfer of the entire Lai'an County.

It is not big, there are four main streets in length, and the most prosperous place is at the junction.

Perhaps it was a good day, and there were more pedestrians on the streets, and all kinds of small vendors started to do business.

Feng Ping walked along Anhua Street and watched.

After walking a few steps, he found a good thing - rock sugar gourd.

He didn't expect that there were such good things in this world.

"How did you sell it?" Feng Ping stepped forward quickly and asked.

The vendor selling rock sugar gourds is not very old, in his early twenties, and he looks very clever.

"Two pennies a string."

"Give."

Feng Ping didn't say a word, took out two copper plates from his pocket and handed them over, and then personally selected a string of rock sugar gourds that looked red and big.

Before I could bite it, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

When you take a bite, the taste mixed with sweet and sour tastes fills your mouth in an instant.

That feels......

"What's the matter, our sugar gourd is beautiful."

"It's beautiful."

Feng Ping gave the other party a thumbs up.

"I don't think you're from the county, brother?"

As a hawker, you have to be diligent in your mouth, and you can do more business by talking and asking more.

"Oh, I'm back from the city."

A sugar gourd swallowed and spit out four kernels.

"No wonder."

"Are you familiar with the county?"

Feng Ping's eyes suddenly lit up and looked at the vendor.

"Of course! If you want me to go south and north, the little Lai'an County is naturally very familiar! Xu Fu patted his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said proudly.

"Then I'll ask you about something, and I'll give you ten yuan as a reward when I'm done."

"Little brother, just ask!"

"How can I buy extraterrestrial meteorite iron in Lai'an County?"

As soon as Feng Ping finished speaking, Xu Fu's face instantly drooped.

"Little brother, are you embarrassing me!"

"What? No? ”

"This kind of immortal thing, how can it be in small Lai'an County?"

Seeing that the guest showed a disappointed look, Xu Fu added:

"The things of the immortal family, naturally you have to go to the immortal family to buy them."

"You know?" Feng Ping's eyes lit up.

"Little brother, I just heard about ......"