The sun rose three poles, and the earth evaporated and twisted on the arid land.

The earth was deserted, and as far as the eye could see, this cracked place was like a huge steamer, and almost all the smoke came out of it.

In the middle of the arid land, there is still an inn, standing there quietly.

Inside the inn, there is Song Yin, who is sitting quietly, sitting opposite Gong Mingle, and at the moment on the table, there is a pot of water, and a pair of Go, playing against each other.

Syllable.

Song Yin held the white zi, fell into the chessboard one star, and turned the entire chessboard into the advantage of the white son, and then showed a smile, "Mr. Gong, concede." ”

"Song Daoyou's chess skills are superb, I am not an opponent." Gong Mingle smiled and shook his head.

The bell was standing behind Song Yin, and when he saw that he had won, he clapped his hands and smiled: "Senior brother is so powerful!" ”

At this time, Wang Qizheng appeared from the back room, holding a plate of marinated meat and vegetables, and said excitedly: "Senior brother, try my craftsmanship!" ”

Gao Sishu, who was leaning against the door, glanced at Wang Qizheng's pot, and didn't make a sound, just glanced out of the door from time to time.

And inside the counter, Zhang Feixuan was playing with a silver ingot, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

They've been here for three days.

The originally destroyed inn was restored by the senior brother with great mana and turned into a temporary residence.

And the things in this are naturally owned by them.

There were pigs, cattle and mutton in the back kitchen, and the disgusting Song Yin was naturally destroyed, and the well that could produce water was also the same, and in this inn, no other direction was found, but some silver coins and jewelry were found.

This money is really different from what they use in Daqian, and the aura on it is also very strange, in addition to resentment, there are other strange things.

Zhang Feixuan thought that Song Yin was going to destroy such things, but he didn't expect that his senior brother would keep them.

In the words of the senior brother, this thing is still useful, and it cannot be destroyed impatiently because it is used for evil ways, and what we have to think about is how to solve the birth of this silver coin, rather than simply destroying it.

They are now in the land of the evil path, and even if they want to destroy it, it will only be destroyed after the evil path is destroyed.

So this money went to Zhang Feixuan's hands.

Money is a good thing, and this time they can really feel it intuitively.

The power contained in the silver coin, just by carrying it on the body, can make people feel that their cultivation is increasing day by day, and as long as they want to, the silver money can play a role.

It's not just about playing with absorption, it's just putting the money on them, and even if it's not on them, as long as the money 'belongs' to them, they can use it as a reason to cultivate.

As long as they want.

But no one dares to do that.

Although money is good, life is more important.

They found twenty taels of silver and thirty-three copper coins from this inn, although everyone was divided, but no one dared to use this for cultivation, and they were just like Zhang Feixuan on weekdays, using it to play around.

They don't care about it, they have more than many people in terms of talent, and they don't have any greed for it.

It's useless, my brother is watching there.

The rest of the jewelry is also interesting.

Zhang Feixuan found a hairpin flower, which was well made, and there were some out-of-phase flowers.

This hairpin flower has a fragrance, if people wear it, it seems to increase the body fragrance, and under the swaying of the hairpin head, it can also make people can't leave the eyes, creating an eye-catching feeling.

The senior brother said that this thing was made by the power of silver money, although there was no resentment, but if there was no silver money, it would not be able to make this thing, and it was the same source as silver money, and it was condensed by the bitter blood and tears of mortals.

But the senior brother didn't destroy it, since they are all of the same origin, then they stayed.

"There are three junior brothers."

Seeing Wang Qi coming up with the dishes, Song Yin flicked his sleeves and made the chessboard disappear.

Wang Qizheng took out a big bowl, eagerly filled a bowl of rice, and put the braised vegetables and rice on the table, "Senior brother, you can taste it." ”

"No, third, what about ours?" Zhang Feixuan couldn't help asking.

Wang Qizheng glanced at him, "You don't know that you go to the back kitchen?" Why, I still have to serve you? ”

Zhang Feixuan: "......"

"Okay!"

When they came to the Central Plains, they had to eat three meals a day, and their feelings here were no different from those of mortals, they would be hungry if they didn't eat, and thirsty if they didn't drink.

Fortunately, Wang Qizheng brought the ingredients over, he didn't bring much food, but he brought a lot of spices and spices.

Food is such a thing, you can take it now, and I didn't think about it so much at the time, who knew that the Central Plains was this rule, just thinking about occasionally satisfying the appetite, the ingredients are everywhere, if you have it, you can do it, and if you don't have it, you can do it.

As a result, when it came to this, he really had to eat three meals a day, and Wang Qizheng had no choice, so he would take out a few foods, anyway, the seasoning was enough, so he would simply make braised vegetables.

Of course, there is no mention of his cooking skills.

Coming to this Central Plains, Wang Qizheng has become an indispensable part, and in the past few days, he has relied on him to cook there alone, for everyone to eat and drink.

Of course Zhang Feixuan is out of breath, and no matter how much slander he has, he doesn't dare to be angry.

Although Wang Qizheng didn't dare to do that when his senior brother was here, what if, if he annoyed him, what if he secretly spat on the food of these people?

It tastes the same, so who can feel this?

In the past few days, no one has offended Wang Qizheng, and even less arrogance.

And in this Central Plains, I am afraid that the days of Wang Qizheng will be long, at least the food of Zhao Di, they dare not touch it.

Although they are all for 'people' to eat, it is also different from person to person.

Can other people's 'people' be the same as their 'people'?

"Senior brother."

Suddenly, Gao Sishu, who was watching at the door, suddenly spoke.

This made Zhang Feixuan, who was about to go to the back kitchen, stop and subconsciously looked out of the door.

The fourth child is generally silent, in fact, he is not silent, he used to be alone in the tomb, and he didn't talk to anyone, only when he was afraid of the pit and the pit was miserable, he talked more.

But since returning to the Golden Immortal Gate, he has not been very silent, and the main focus is on participation.

But if this stuffy gourd is silent, things are generally not small.

He's watching from the door.

Sure enough, Zhang Feixuan looked at the door and felt that something was wrong.

When you look out from the doorway, all you can see is an endless stretch of cracked earth and dust and sand raised by the wind, creating a scene of yellow sand like a fog.

In this scene, there are three figures, standing still, but getting closer and closer.

Standing still is because Zhang Feixuan didn't see them moving, and getting closer and closer, even if they stood still, the figures of these individuals were obviously expanding.

Someone's coming!

Nine times out of ten, people from the government!

(End of chapter)