When night came, Han Tu asked Wen Tong a few words, and the latter looked like Han Tu was the only one. Therefore, he just found an inn at random and did not find too much fussiness.

I don't have much silver on my body, and I don't know when Do'er's brother will come.

Thinking of this, Han Tu felt a little upset.

For the world, he doesn't have any skills, so if you want to earn two silver taels, there are only two ways: selling your strength or being a thug for others.

But these are not the ways to make money quickly, right now, I still have to refine the spirit shatter, how can there be so much time.

Han Tu's right hand was tightly grasped by Wen Tong, and when approaching the inn, Wen Tong seemed to think of something, and hurriedly hugged the former's arm.

As for Han Tu, he didn't think much about it, and thought it was Wen Tong who was afraid of life.

Fortunately, although the right hand is occupied, there are other hands that can open the door, right?

Just as he was about to push open the door of the inn, the door suddenly opened.

A young man who was not very old, with a scarf on his head and dressed as an old man, opened the door for Han Tu and greeted: "Please come in the guest officer, whether you are playing a tip or staying in a hotel." ”

"Stay. ”

"One?"

"Two rooms. ”

"Two upper rooms, this uncle, please upstairs!"

Han Tu nodded, pulled Wen Tong past Xiao Er, and walked upstairs.

It's just strange to say that when the shopkeeper said one room, Han Tu obviously felt that Wen Tong seemed to be nervous. After hearing him say two rooms, he relaxed.

Han Tu was a little strange, but he didn't say much.

The rooms they prepared for Han Tu and the others were adjacent, and the latter was quite satisfied with this. After all, if something happens, you can always support yourself.

Wen Tong pushed open the door, and before entering the room, he looked at Han Tu, his eyes were full of resentment, and he was like a little resentful woman.

But Han Tu was really wooden, and he was not in the mood to think about this, so he didn't understand Wen Tong's meaning.

After Wen Tong entered the room, he sat on the bed and couldn't help but think about it.

Brother Han Tu hates himself? No, no, if he hates it, he won't take him away, but, but why......

Could it be that Brother Han Tu is a eunuch!

Thinking of this, Wen Tong's eyes widened violently, with a look of seeing a ghost.

Han Tu naturally didn't know about this episode, if he knew what Wen Tong was thinking, he would definitely feel wronged!

The reason why he opened two rooms was simply so that his next cultivation would not be disturbed, and he was also afraid of scaring Wen Tong.

After all, if a mortal saw the way he absorbed the aura around him when he cultivated, he would probably be shocked.

Could it be that in those secular rumors, those terrifying ghost fires are just someone absorbing spiritual energy?

When you think about it, it's really possible. It's just like the scene when Ling'er climbed out of the well before. Such a situation is seen by those unknown mortals, I'm afraid it's not cardiac arrest, right?

Han Tu smiled and shook his head, if you look at it this way, most of those secular rumors are due to the ignorance of mortals, and they will see things that cannot be understood to spread falsehoods, so there will be more and more.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and gently swiped his palm across the spirit sac, and as a small amount of spiritual energy was injected into the spirit sac, bits of blue light poured out in reverse, gradually emerging from his palm.

If there were other immortal cultivators present, they would definitely see at a glance that in the palm of Han Tu's hand, the gourd-like transparent vial contained a spirit shatter.

Han Tu held the spirit bottle in his hand and a smile appeared on his face. Take advantage of this time to consume all the spirit fragments at hand to avoid wasting.

The spirit shatter gradually turned into an air stream and floated in mid-air as Han Tu urged, and Han Tu seized the opportunity, his eyes were closed, his palms were flat on his knees, and he inhaled and exhaled.

With the operation of Han Tu, the spirit fragment that turned into a flowing gas was gradually absorbed into the body by Han Tu, and with the spiritual energy in the body, after rotating around the meridians a few times, it was assimilated by the spiritual energy of his own body.

The management of this inn is quite strict, and there are basically no irrelevant people on the second floor. Otherwise, if someone else peeps into such a magical scene, I am afraid that there will be some shocking rumors.

For example, the star sucking ** reappears in the rivers and lakes, or the big hero is a ghost or something.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, half a month passed. During this period, Han Tu was also upset, but he soon adjusted his mentality, holding the idea that what he came would be safe, and cultivated silently.

Because of this, he and Wen Tong actually don't see each other much, and because of this, the latter thinks crankily whenever he has free time.

She had also come to the door of Han Tu's room many times, but she was still very reluctant to disturb Han Tu, and after hesitating for a moment, she turned around and left.

Han Tu was naturally aware of such a situation, after all, he was now an immortal cultivator, and he was naturally far from being comparable to ordinary people. But since Wen Tong retreated, he didn't mean to ask.

During this period, Han Tu also went out once, after all, if he got some silver taels, even if he was a big hero here, he would inevitably be expelled by the shopkeeper.

After all, favors belong to favors, and business belongs to business. If you don't use favors, this inn won't be open to this day.

It's just that there is one thing that Han Tu didn't expect. This also blames him, after all, he rarely participates in worldly things, and he does not know how to run a business.

In this case, even if he really has no money, the shopkeeper will not kick him out, but will be hospitable, play a good signboard, and do a good job of publicity.

It's much more affordable than hiring someone to hand out flyers or put up a poster.

In desperation, Han Tu could only take the white steel broadsword in Gu Qiling's bag that had never been used and could not be used in the future to be auctioned.

Surprisingly, although the material of this white steel broadsword is good, it is far from the level of being called a treasure. Because of the bonus of his fame, the price of this knife was dozens of times higher than the original.

Although this price is not more than a fraction of what the Dazhang family gave when they wooed Han Tu before, even so, it is still enough for Han Tu to live in peace and stability in the world for several months.

It seems that for a long time in the future, there is no need to worry about silver.

I don't know how other immortal cultivators hide in the world, maybe they can't do stealth techniques?

At this point, Han Tu only guessed one possibility correctly.

That's right, some immortal cultivators do know stealth techniques, although they can't avoid the detection of other immortal cultivators, they can deceive the eyes of mortals and make themselves hidden in the world.

There are also immortal cultivators who receive silver taels distributed by the sect, and these silver taels are provided by the secular sect they are in charge of. They ask for very little, but they can help the secular sects to dominate one side. Therefore, there are still many sects that are willing to do this lucrative business. Please keep in mind: Lily, website mobile version computer version, lily free fastest update no anti-theft, no anti-theft, error chapter Ask for a book Looking for a book, please add the lily book friend group QQ group number 548944127