Langhuan City, a hundred miles away from Shaoyang Mountain, is approaching the winter year, and every household is busy buying New Year's goods. The city's bazaars are crowded with people, and the streets and alleys are very lively.

The patriarch pretended to be a charcoal seller with gray hair and beard, and turned Chunsheng into a swarthy and sturdy charcoal seller with a trick.

The two of them were walking down the street pushing a charcoal cart, and Chunsheng's eyes were not enough.

"Patriarch, patriarch...... You see! There are so many people there! ”

"Call me what?" The patriarch reminded in a low voice.

Chunsheng stuck out his tongue, "Grandpa"

"Good grandson. Remember, your name is Xiao Xia. Don't use spells easily in the mortal world, although we belong to the branch of the Celestial Clan, not demons, but beware of demon hunters, they can't tell the difference. The patriarch told Chunsheng.

Chunsheng nodded.

"It's time to find you a destined look. Pay attention to yourself. The patriarch continued.

"It's okay, grandpa, I'm not in a hurry, I'll do the affairs of the Jade Clan first." Chunsheng responded with a big grin.

The patriarch smiled, "You're not in a hurry, someone is in a hurry." ”

"Grandpa is talking about Danxia and Ziying?" All Chunsheng can think of are the two of them, one is that the twin sisters dislike her all day long, and a good friend hates her all day long.

The patriarch smiled but said nothing.

The grandfather and grandson were walking, when suddenly, a hand reached out from the side of the road and grabbed Chunsheng's arm tightly.

"Hey! Ay! This little brother! Please stay! The old way looks at your complexion! I'm afraid there are demons haunting you! ”

Chunsheng was so frightened that he thought that someone had seen her trick and stood there and didn't dare to move.

"Don't buy it! Don't buy it! No money. The patriarch slapped off the old man's hand and dragged Chunsheng away.

Chunsheng didn't dare to reply, his heart was so nervous that he asked the patriarch in a low voice: "Grandpa, is he a demon hunter?" Did he see me? ”

The patriarch smiled, "It's just charlatans in the mortal world, these people are like this to everyone. ”

"Charlatans?" Chunsheng didn't understand.

The patriarch explained: "Some people are greedy for money, and if they don't get it, they will give birth to all kinds of evil thoughts and evil deeds. When this cart of charcoal is sold out and exchanged for money in the mortal world, grandpa will take you for a walk and have a good look. ”

"Good!"

Chunsheng was full of joy. I didn't know what it looked like outside the mountain before, and I didn't yearn for much, but now I see the prosperity of the mortal world, which arouses curiosity and excitement, and I can't wait to sell charcoal quickly and go around.

The grandfather and grandson found a vacant seat on the side of the street nearby, set up a charcoal cart and started a charcoal business.

On the surface, the patriarch is selling charcoal, but in fact, he is exploring the situation outside the mountain and preparing to retrieve the Beiming Tongtian Shellfish.

Chunsheng didn't know it, and according to the patriarch's instructions, he seriously sold the charcoal, and the business was not bad. After coming and going, I got acquainted, and when I was free, I looked around curiously.

Not far from the opposite side, the old Taoist priest of the "charlatan" gradually attracted Chunsheng's attention.

It was cold and frozen, but the old Taoist priest was dressed in single clothes and trousers, the shabby Taoist robe had been washed white and faded, the collar was also polished, the shoes on his feet were also single, and there was a big patch on the tips of his big toes, looking poor and depressed.

It's cold, why don't charlatans even have cotton clothes? Chunsheng wondered in his heart.

After a while, the old Taoist priest stopped several passers-by, all of whom threatened that the other party had a different complexion and was riddled with demons, and recommended his "elixir".

It's a pity that the old Taoist priest took a lot of trouble to ask for a lot of boring, but no one fell for him.

Seeing that this method did not work, the old Taoist priest took a few medical books from the stall behind him and promoted them diligently.

Occasionally, one or two interested passers-by looked at it a few times, inquired about the price, and left with the sentence "more expensive than others".

"Huh? If you don't buy books and read them for so long, you can take advantage of the poor road, so you can tell your fortune and look at your face. Tell you you're going to be unlucky, your whole family is going to be unlucky! Bah! ”

The old Taoist priest was unwilling, and chased after the passerby and cursed.

After tossing for a long time and not making a single business, the old Taoist priest's throat was dry and astringent, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and scolded, "The stinky boy is not coming back!" He coughed violently.

"Master! Master! The water is coming! ”

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old Taoist priest ran from the alley with a broken sheepskin water bag.

If the little Taoist priest doesn't look at the clothes, he should be a young man, heroic and jade, with eyebrows like mountains and mountains, and his eyes are like stars.

It's a pity that the little face was frozen red, and the black and white pieces on the face were rubbed with dirt, and the original handsome appearance was covered tightly. Wearing a thin cotton ragged robe that didn't fit very well, with patches on his body, he ran fat and big. Coldly, it looks like a sloppy Hanako.

Chunsheng saw that the little Taoist priest's appearance was too interesting, and he lowered his head and covered his mouth and laughed.

The patriarch looked at Chunsheng, quite helpless.

Chunsheng laughed so much that he was covered with charcoal black by his little black hand, and he didn't know that he was stupid, and his stupid appearance was not much stronger than that little Taoist.

"Master, drink some of it." The little Taoist priest gave the water bag to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest took the water bag and poured a big mouthful, almost losing his breath, staring at his eyes and beating his chest before swallowing.

"How can there be ice in this water? Do you want to choke to death as a teacher? ”

The little Taoist priest hurriedly apologized, "Master, I'm sorry!" I'm sorry! I just fetched water from the well in the south of the city, presumably because the weather was too cold and a little frozen. ”

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest stuffed the cold water bag into his arms and warmed it with his body.

"It's cold, so many taverns and teahouses, there is no hot water to fight?" Lao Dao asked.

The little Taoist priest looked embarrassed, timidly glanced at the empty money box above the stall, and muttered in a low voice, "Those places need money to fetch water......

"Stinky and shameless! Turtle grandchildren who only recognize money! Drinking hot water costs the master's money! When this master becomes famous, he won't drink it if he gives it to this master! ”

The old Taoist priest scolded and took out the water bag in the little Taoist priest's arms and put it in his arms.

"Master, I'm here to warm up, I'm young and have a lot of firepower." The little Taoist priest wants to grab the old Taoist priest's water bag.

"I don't listen to the teacher! Where did the firepower come from at such a young age! ”

The old Taoist priest glared angrily, and the little Taoist priest had to let go obediently.

Chunsheng stared at the master and apprentice.

I thought that there were people in the mortal world who were so poor that they couldn't even drink hot water! To cover the heat with your body so pitifully! However, the relationship between their master and apprentice is really good, and they are afraid that the other party will be frozen, and it seems that the charlatans in the mortal world are not very bad......

At this time, the little Taoist priest found that there was a charcoal seller on the opposite side, who always looked at them from time to time, so he chose a book from the stall and walked towards Chunsheng.

Chunsheng felt bad, probably he always looked at other people, and provoked them to come to sell things again, so he looked at the patriarch for help.

The patriarch shook his head, suggesting that Chunsheng should not buy it.

The little Taoist priest was different from his master's tricky style of catching customers all over the street, and he walked up to Chunsheng and bowed his hand very politely.

"Don't buy it!"

Chunsheng had the instructions of the patriarch, and without waiting for the little Taoist priest to speak, he directly and resolutely refused.

The little Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, but he still remained gentle and polite, "I'm not here to sell books, I want to buy some charcoal." ”

"Ten dollars for a big pack, one hundred dollars for ten packs, buy ten packs and get one pack free! Buy 20 packs get 3 packs free! ”

Chunsheng is already very proficient. The patriarch taught her to pretend to be like a charcoal seller, and she did her homework.

"Would you like to exchange my book for some charcoal?" The little Taoist priest asked.

"Huh?" Chunsheng was a little overwhelmed. The first time she sells something, can she still exchange it like this?

"This book is a handwritten list of medicinal herbs, and the illustrations in it are also drawn by me according to the medicinal herbs, which is different from the rubbings on the outside. How much charcoal do you think it's worth? The little Taoist priest handed the book to Chunsheng and introduced.

Chunsheng wiped his hands on his apron, took the little Taoist scholar's book and opened it, the handwriting was handsome and beautiful, and the illustrations were also very exquisite.

Chunsheng was a little reluctant to let go, so he asked the patriarch, "Grandpa, can we change it?" ”

"Is it okay to exchange ten bags of charcoal for your medicine book?" The patriarch asked the little Taoist.

"Okay!" The little Taoist priest nodded with joy on his face.

At this time, the book in Chunsheng's hand was snatched away.

I saw the old Taoist priest holding the book and scolding the little Taoist priest, "Is the loser's thing worth so much carbon for the ancestral skills!" Freezing to death can you despise my demon hunting faction! You have copied this book for more than half a month, and you will get at least seven taels of silver! ”

Chunsheng calculated, seven taels of silver can be exchanged for a hundred bags of charcoal, which was originally a good ten bags of charcoal, but it suddenly doubled tenfold.

She was originally a jade spirit in the mountains, and she didn't care about these dispensable mortal money, but the little Taoist priest first exchanged things for things, and the old Taoist priest sat on the ground and raised the price, singing and harmonizing, which made her feel that she had been trapped.

"It's so expensive, I don't want it, you can take it." Chunsheng said politely.

The little Taoist priest tugged at the placket of his master's clothes and reminded in a low voice, "Master, it's not that expensive......

"Shut up! Retire! ”

The old Taoist priest scolded the little Taoist priest, held the book high, and shouted, "Let's take a look! Judges! Some people read poor books, and the dirty hands of the charcoal sellers touched around, and they refused to buy them when they were dirty, bullying my Sanqing disciples! ”

"You talk nonsense! I wiped my hands! Chun said angrily.

"Look at this! Look at this! The old Taoist priest shook the book, and a small black fingerprint was printed on the back of the book.

"Master, this is my ......" the little Taoist priest wanted to say before he could say it, but the old Taoist priest pushed aside, "Shut up!" Go back to the stalls! ”

There were many people in the bazaar, and the old Taoist priest's rogue shouting attracted many onlookers.

"You're unreasonable! I still think you are pitiful, and sure enough, charlatans are very hateful! Chunsheng was wrongfully accused of soiling his book and said angrily.

"Twenty packs of charcoal for your book. Otherwise, go to the yamen. Our charcoal is no longer sold, and you don't want to make money today. ”

The patriarch took a compromise solution, threatening the old Taoist priest with both soft and hard measures. This trip to sell charcoal is to cover people's eyes, and more is better than less. If they continue to entangle, they will abandon this place and find another place.

The old Taoist priest saw that it was profitable, and he was unreasonable and blackmailed, and he didn't want to make trouble with the yamen, so he responded immediately.

Lao Dao threw the book to Chunsheng, rolled up his sleeves and took away twenty packs of charcoal, and took two more packs by the way.

"It's twenty packs!" Chunsheng scolded indignantly.

Lao Dao rolled his eyes and glanced at Chunsheng, "Didn't you say buy ten packs and get one pack free!" ”

The old Taoist priest took advantage of the situation and walked away triumphantly, returned to his small stall, and invited onlookers to continue shouting "fortune telling...... Look at the ...... Monster Hunt ...... Ataka ...... See a doctor...... Selling Books......"

The onlookers saw that Lao Tao was so shameless, so they were afraid to avoid it and dispersed in a hurry.

The little Taoist priest was full of guilt, and bowed to the patriarch and Chunsheng several times, apologizing and thanking him. said that the twelve packets of charcoal that his master asked for were borrowed by him, and he would definitely pay it back if he had the opportunity in the future.

The first time he went down the mountain, he was pitted by mortals, and Chun was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to the little Taoist.

I thought that this was a charlatan, and he actually sang and harmonized people, interlocking. She still had the heart to give them some charcoal before. If you have the opportunity, you must play this master and apprentice well!