The sky lit up, the sun appeared, and every family moved the door and walked out one by one, which made the city more angry.

Song Yin and the others cleaned the lobby, rested for an hour, and walked out of Yizhuang, and at this time, the street was also full of some people.

In the county town, those who do business are still doing business, and those who set up stalls are also setting up stalls, which seems to be no different from ordinary cities.

Except that the night does not belong to them, the day is no different from ordinary people.

There was no fear on their faces, after all, they had lived like this for as long as they could remember, and ghosts lived with them.

Song Yin and his entourage were walking on the street, and when they met a porridge stall on the road, they gave silver money and sat down here.

The stall owners made bowls of porridge and pickles and placed them on their small tables.

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask you something." Song Yin saw the sticky white porridge and said suddenly.

The stall owner glanced at everyone, looked at these people tall and luxurious, and said politely: "I don't dare to call the shopkeeper, it's just a stall, you can ask if you have something." ”

"Where did this food come from?" Song Yin pointed to the white porridge and asked.

"The guest's question is so strange, of course they are bought, and there are also home-grown grain." The stall owner laughed.

"Oh? But there are many ghosts here, so nothing happens? Song Yin asked.

When the stall owner heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said: "The ghost is nothing, I have lived for more than 30 years, isn't it also peaceful, if you really want to find me, it is my bad luck." ”

As he spoke, he asked, "How many of them are from outside, right?" ”

Song Yin nodded: "This Dayan is like this everywhere?" ”

"Then I don't know, I've never been out of Guangping County in my life, but I heard from people who do business, anyway, it's almost the same everywhere."

The stall owner said: "A few outsiders, can you tell me what the situation is outside, well said, I invited it early today." ”

First-hand news is definitely worth it, getting some gossip, as a talking point, can also attract a lot of guests, they listen to what they have seen and heard, they can also order a bowl of white porridge or something, say it is beautiful, and you can also order a bowl of sesame porridge.

Song Yin was about to speak, but Zhang Feixuan smiled first: "We are also lonely, and we are thinking about whether it is different from place to place, so let's ask, you are doing business here, but there are zombie skeletons outside, how did they come here?" ”

The stall owner said strangely: "I've also heard of the zombie skeletons outside, that's fine, just walk along the road, aren't you also here to come in?" ”

"Exactly."

Zhang Feixuan nodded as usual, and said: "Shopkeeper, we are new here, so we can ask you more things so that we can understand." ”

He stretched out his sleeves, took out a tael of silver, and said, "Take care of the food money, bring up all your delicious food, and reward you with the excess." ”

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly hugged the silver, his face was as bright as a flower, "Don't worry, what the guests want to know, as long as I know, I must know everything!" ”

A bowl of white porridge and a plate of side dishes, only two cents, ten cents for five people, these two pieces of silver are worth a thousand yuan, which is almost half a month's income.

Zhang Feixuan is good at dealing with people, he looks extravagant, dresses gorgeously, and has a generous hand, the stall owner is only a nobleman, and he is not curious about why they have so many questions, basically asking what to answer.

In the words of the stall owner, it's all the same anyway.

This Guangping County is naturally the same.

Although it is said that the hundred ghosts walk at night, but there is really nothing to do during the day, as long as you don't go far away, you don't go to any wilderness, it's basically safe.

They have a special avenue for walking, and there is a high probability that there is nothing to do when they walk through this road during the day, or if there is something, it is pure bad luck, and the number of such people is scarce, which is equivalent to the probability of being robbed and eaten by wild beasts.

The stall owners themselves have been to nearby villages, and they are enthusiastic to mark the locations.

As for zombie skeletons or something, he hadn't encountered them, and those traders who came were also armed with five big and three thick guards, each holding weapons, and it wouldn't be too difficult to deal with a zombie skeleton.

"What if we don't want to follow the road?" Song Yin asked at this time.

"Then you'll have to invite Daxian." The stall owner said: "Please get the great immortal, all the way to subdue the demons and subdue the demons, and keep you safe." ”

"Daisen?!"

Song Yin was stunned for a moment, and said excitedly: "Is it the cultivator who helped you?" Isn't it the right way? ”

There is a right way!

Could it be that what I just said will work now?

No wonder so!

Why are there hundreds of ghosts rampant here, but mortals are also the same, although it is said that they are angry, but if they are blessed by the righteous path, they can naturally be safe.

As for why not get rid of ghosts.

The right path is weak.

Song Yin knew this, and their Jinxian Gate also came to Daqian with great difficulty from the mountain pimple.

And this can only be done by yourself, if the master doesn't find him, then the Golden Immortal Gate should still be dormant in the Sumeru vein now.

It is with his own immortal assets that he can do this kind of thing.

Otherwise, why does the master often cry after accepting himself.

Isn't it because he is a great immortal, which makes people feel relieved, and they feel that the Golden Immortal Gate is saved, and they can save the world.

Other righteous paths, perhaps those who don't have their own qualifications, are still struggling.

But that's okay!

He Song Yin does not discriminate at all, and he will not realize that these righteous paths are suffering.

They are all the same people, on the contrary, they are not in the poor countryside, but they are in this big swallow to eliminate demons and defend the way, which is even more admirable.

The masters are dormant, they are directly dry.

It's fascinating.

Song Yin naturally wanted to communicate with them more.

"The right way? I do not know. The stall owner looked strange.

In that case, it's not that you don't know the right way, but you don't even know the concept of the right way.

"You have to ask the county magistrate about this, and the county magistrate knows."

"Tired!" Song Yin arched his hand and quickly solved the breakfast.

"Senior brother and sister, go to the county government with me after eating!"

His face was excited, but it hurt others.

Zhang Feixuan's face was bitter, Wang Qi was gritting his teeth, and Gao Sishu was silent with his head bowed and silent.

What kind of immortal are you talking about at this time?

Isn't this a misunderstanding of the senior brother?

What kind of demon subduing demon, how can there be any cultivator who subduing demons and subduing demons, it is all with other thoughts in his heart.

But the senior brother is so excited, how dare they say that they can't extinguish the senior brother's interest.

After breakfast, several people walked on the street again, looking at the passers-by, Zhang Feixuan shook his head: "Each has its own way of survival." ”

After all, it is a place under the rule of the 'righteous way', and it is impossible to be as wanton as the evil way, even if it was a silent door in the past, it is also orderly, and it is naturally the same here.

Although the night walk of a hundred ghosts is terrifying, even if there is no senior brother, the ghosts that Zhang Feixuan himself has seen do not seem to be such particularly fierce ghosts, but just some ordinary ghosts.

As for the Great Immortal, now they will go to the county office, to be precise, the senior brother is impatient, he wants to find the county order, and ask what the Great Immortal is.

(End of chapter)