Lingaofang City, a restaurant in Shuiqingfang that has just entered the market.

Wang Yichen once ate the fresh noodles here, and the owner of the restaurant is a spirit chef, whose skills are very good, and he is also well-known in the neighborhood.

It's just that the restaurant that originally opened at the end of the day was close to the hour and had not yet opened, which disappointed several old diners.

As soon as the sun was revealed, the doors of the restaurant suddenly opened, and several diners who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, complaining.

"Old Sun, why did you only open the door today, I haven't heard you say it yesterday."

"It's like, it's cold this morning, and it's freezing for me."

"It's also the Demon Cultivator's trouble, it's forbidden to fish in the Spirit Lake recently, and I'm going to buy ingredients in the morning, I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry."

The shopkeeper surnamed Sun hurriedly confessed, and the smile on his face seemed to be extremely sincere.

"Alas, Lao Sun, your craftsmanship has regressed, why doesn't this bowl of noodles seem to be as delicious as before?"

At this time, all the old diners who came in felt that the taste was not as good as before, but at most it was a few jokes, and the taste was actually not bad, but it did seem to be worse than before.

The shopkeeper, Lao Sun, naturally hurriedly confessed, saying that it was normal for the ingredients to change and the taste to deteriorate.

The original Lao Sun was a very good-tempered spirit chef, although his cultivation was not high, but he practiced qi at the fifth level, but he had also opened a shop in Lingaofang City for many years, and everyone he knew praised him.

At this time, Lao Sun's wrinkled old face was full of apologies, but if he stared at it for a long time, he seemed to be able to feel a burst of coldness dissipating.

……

Gu Minxiu used to be an ordinary civilian in Jingguo, he had an adventure more than ten years ago and entered the realm of cultivating immortals, but now he is only a third-level cultivator of qi, because of the exercises, the speed is not slow, and it can last, so he relies on short-distance running to earn some spirit stones to cultivate.

"It's really deserted, it wasn't like this half a year ago, this change is really fast."

Walking on the street with the largest flow of people in Fang City, but now there are few people coming and going, Gu Minxiu couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, I just entered Fang City and had all kinds of interrogations, and the magic weapons were all used to shine on people's faces, if I didn't make an appointment with someone, I really didn't want to come in."

The people who traveled with him also agreed, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the interrogation of the Chinese family outside the city.

"Forget it, we can't afford to mess with the Zhuji family, just do business with peace of mind, no matter how he manages it, don't affect us to earn spirit stones."

Anyway, it was also in the Fang City, Gu Minxiu hurriedly interrupted the complaints of his companions, so as not to be heard by the law enforcement monks.

Several people walked quickly, and the empty streets did not affect the speed.

Soon, a few people came to the front of a shop, which was originally a lively shop, but it was a little deserted at the moment, and the door plaque was "Dong Ji Groceries".

Walking into the store, it seems that because there are few customers, there are many fewer guys, and there are two guys guarding the store.

"Little He guy, I don't know if this shopkeeper Dong can be in the store?"

Gu Minxiu looked at the position of the original shopkeeper, and now it was the original guy Xiao He who was sitting, and asked with some doubts.

"What's it called? Now this is what the shopkeeper is! ”

As soon as Gu Minxiu's words fell, another guy on the side opened his mouth to refute.

"It's just that the shopkeeper Dong went to Feiyun Immortal City, let me take care of it for the time being, in Xia He Wentang, now he is the shopkeeper of this store, I don't know what business a few people have to take care of?"

He Wentang was a little modest, but he still said in a dignified manner.

"Under Gu Minxiu, I have met with Shopkeeper He, half a year ago I made an appointment with Shopkeeper Dong here, I don't know if Shopkeeper He knows?"

This situation made Gu Minxiu a little worried, if this person didn't know, I don't know if he could still make this business.

He Wentang confessed and flipped through a book in front of him.

"Found it! cough, Gu Minxiu, right, fifty turtle shells, agreed to reserve one hundred for half a year, right? ”

He Wentang flipped out Gu Minxiu's name on the account book, and couldn't help but be louder, and seemed to react immediately, coughing lightly and then saying slowly.

"It's me, a hundred advanced turtle shells, of course, if there is a high-level one, you can also take a look."

Gu Minxiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the fifty turtle shells he had obtained here half a year ago were transported to Feiyun Immortal City, and he had earned two hundred spirit stones.

Affected by the beast tide this time, the price of demon beast materials has dropped a little, but fortunately, the turtle shell has not had much impact, so Gu Minxiu went to the appointment on time.

"Of course there are no high-level turtle shells, the first-level ones have left you a hundred, and if you are sure that you want me, I will take them out for you."

He Wentang pinched the pie, saw Gu Minxiu nodded, and arranged for the guy next to him to go to the warehouse to pick up the goods.

After this order was completed, there was no business in the store for the rest of the time.

The clock rang and remembered that He Wentang asked the guy to go first, and after closing the door of the store, he walked slowly towards home.

He Wentang originally lived with his parents in a small village not far from Fang City, but since Mr. Dong left, he took over the title of shopkeeper, and he also took the opportunity to move to live in Fang City, although it was only on the edge of Fang City, but he was also very satisfied.

After a few words of greeting with the neighbors who were familiar with him, He Wentang walked into the house, and opened the formation with a somewhat stiff expression.

"I've seen Senior Sister!"

Two middle-aged men and women walked out of the room, and they spoke respectfully.

"Humph! I said earlier that the disguise can't be exposed, and the teachings of the sect have been forgotten? ”

'He Wentang' opened his mouth angrily, and one person slapped the two of them to the ground, and the female voice in his mouth scolded angrily.

The two people on the ground were a little nervous, and they didn't dare to talk back, so they hurriedly said yes.

"Okay, Daddy, why are you lying on the ground, get up quickly, Mother's body is not good, don't have anything wrong."

At this time, 'He Wentang' spoke softly again, and immediately this meeting was like the usual warm family.

If it weren't for what had just happened, onlookers would really only think that this family was just an ordinary family of three.

……

Everywhere in the market, I saw this strange thing a lot, and many people found that the people they were familiar with suddenly changed, but they were still generally ordinary, so they didn't care.

Even Tianhua Island has it, but no one responds.

……

Shui Qingfang, idle dust in front of the door.

Steward Ding has been a little confused recently, because of the departure of Wang Yichen and Old Man Dong, and Bai Xiaoyu is nowhere to be seen, there should be no one on this road recently.

Because when Old Man Dong left, he asked Steward Ding to help him take a look at the house, and Steward Ding walked every few days.

It's just that the road that should have been passed by no one is abnormal, and there are often people passing by, and they are all familiar people in the market.

Steward Ding was also curious, every time someone accosted him, he couldn't help but ask the reason, but without exception, there were seemingly reasonable but very strange answers.

For example, the man just now said yes.

"Oh, this monk once ate a bowl of noodles at my place, and the money was less at that time, I just remembered it, so I stopped by to take a look."

And the target of those people's inquiries was the same, pointing to the master of the idle home, an alchemist named Li Xun.