After opening a wine shop on the border of the snow field for three years, Ning Jun regretted that he had not grown much in distinguishing people and things, and he knew a lot how to comfort people.

After all, in such a remote place, the strangers who go to it are not only the unrestrained and casual knights, that is, the down-and-out and the sad.

The more you see, the more you hear, the more you think, the easier it is to learn many things without a teacher.

Even he himself is ignorant.

As for the bandits, there is the bright forbidden place of the Snow Plain, and ordinary people don't dare to go, and ordinary people won't provoke Ning Junxi if they go, unless they are bored and want to do things.

The down-and-out Taoist priest held the cup, drank hot water little by little, and after being appeased by the young man, his mood stabilized a lot, but he pouted and wanted to cry.

Ning Junxi couldn't do anything about it, and kept scratching his head.

The hairball probably thought it was funny, and he also stretched out his paws to help Ning Jun scratch it, but Ning Jun was directly thrown out by the back of his neck, and he shrank into Qi Shi's arms aggrievedly.

Qi Shi looked at the young man's serious and confused appearance, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he held back his smile very hard.

Fortunately, the down-and-out Taoist priest was not a little girl, and he didn't really cry, but he asked Ning Jun to borrow two taels of silver, saying that when he had the silver, he would definitely return it.

Ning Junxi waved his hand casually, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

In the end, the down-and-out Taoist priest followed Ning Jun and rubbed for a while, and walked into the rain curtain again.

This time, Ning Junxi didn't stop him.

But Uncle Lin came to pull him and said that he could let him live for one night without his room money, and he would suffer if he went out in such a heavy rain.

It's just that the down-and-out Taoist priest is determined to leave, so he is no longer reluctant.

Before leaving, the down-and-out Taoist priest said to Ning Jun that his name was Zhang Wufeng, and he was taught by Longhu Mountain, and if Ning Jun regretted going to Longhu Mountain, he could go to him.

Ning Junxi asked casually, but he knew Gu Yuanqing.

Zhang Wufeng was ignorant, and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Ning Junxi lifted this stubble and nodded with a smile.

This is really a meeting in the water.

When the two of them went upstairs, a man smiled and shouted at Ning Junxi, "Little guy, there are no such shabby Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain, and your silver is probably lost." ”

Ning Junxi ignored it, but just turned his head to look at Qi Shi, "What does Uncle Qi think?"

Qi Shi smiled and asked rhetorically, "What does the young master think?"

Ning Junxi smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I believe him." ”

Qi Shi didn't say anything more, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker.

People who have never been to Longhu Mountain will naturally not know that there is a muddy old Taoist priest at the foot of Longhu Mountain, who is in the grass and does not interact with the people on the mountain, and his life is even poorer, but there is a little ghost around him.

Back then, when he went to visit Longhu Mountain, the little ghost he met was still a walking and rickety doll, but now he is even taller than him.

......

The night grew darker.

The heavy rain had almost stopped, and the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves of the houses was ticking, and the night seemed more and more silent.

Kala!

Suddenly, there was a soft crunch in the dark room.

The man on the bed sat up suddenly, waited for a moment, blew the fire, and looked around.

The room was still quiet.

Outside the room, the crickets chirped a few times.

The man was vigilant and shuttled between several boxes of goods, like an astute cat in the dark.

Kala!

There was another soft sound, the sound of the lock falling to the ground.

The man turned sharply.

Then, he saw a pair of green eyes staring straight at him in the corner.

The man frowned, looked at the pair of pupils, and stepped back to the candlestick, ready to light the candle.

The light of the fire fold was too dim to be sure if someone had come in.

However, as he turned around, a wooden box was suddenly opened.

The man hurriedly turned his head.

There was a muffled thud at the window.

Almost at the same time, the candles were lit and the room grew brighter.

The man slammed down on the window, as dexterous as a cheetah, but he saw nothing, only the night wind swishing into the house.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew into the room, and the candle flame was extinguished instantly, and the room was silent again.

Outside, the wind howled and leaves rattled.

More than a dozen people burst into the room, all neatly dressed.

Several people hurriedly blew the fire, and the whole room lit up again.

"Big brother, what's going on?" A young man in front of him glanced into the room, saw the open box, his pupils shrank, and he asked in a low voice.

The man closed the window, squinted his eyes, and said, "A cat ran in." ”

In the dim light of the fire, the man's face had a hideous and terrifying illusion.

"Big brother mean the two?" the young man's brow furrowed tighter.

"Go to temptation, temptation. The man exhaled, "This matter can't be sloppy." ”

The young man nodded, turned and ran out of the room.

......

There was a sharp knock on the door.

The candle was lit, the door soon opened, and a sleepy-eyed boy poked his head out.

He blinked and smiled gently, "Big brother is in trouble?"

"Just now, a white cat stole food in my house, and broke the window, I came over and asked, is it you?" The young man in front of the door did not look good.

Ning Jun was stunned, "No, I've been sleeping with it." ”

The young man's face was even more ugly, "Little brother, you said so, I should believe you, but how can it cost a few dollars to repair the windows, I will pay for it myself, and it will be a loss." ”

Ning Junxi smiled and opened the door wide, "Okay, then you can come in and take a look." ”

He turned back to the house and shouted, "Furball." ”

A snow-white cat sprang out of the bed and slipped into the boy's arms in two blows.

Ning Junxi smoothed the hairball, raised his head and smiled at him, not caring about the young man's questioning, "I didn't lie to you." ”

The young man's complexion was already very white, his white clothes and white hair looked even whiter, and he also held a snow-white cat in his arms, and he smiled like he had just turned into a human goblin.

The young man couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, "I'm sorry." ”

He stumbled out.

Ning Jun threw away the hairball and went to close the door.

Qi Shi jumped down from the beam, holding a fist-sized stone in his hand, frowning slightly, "Young Master, it's the original stone." ”

Ning Junxi blinked, "It's really a rough stone." ”

In some places, the underground can give birth to stones containing dense spiritual energy, which are divided into different grades according to their concentration, which can be used for cultivators' cultivation, formation, alchemy and other purposes.

In addition, there is also a kind of spiritual essence, which is the accumulation of a large amount of spiritual energy in ancient times to form a liquid, which is wrapped in a rock with great density, which is called the original stone.

It can be said that it is a priceless thing.

The furball jumped on the boy's shoulder and screamed like a meritorious man.

Ning Junxi grabbed the back of the hairball in front of him, and smashed a chestnut down, "Who told you to run over? Don't say it's me, I didn't let you go." ”

The furball immediately drooped its head.

Ning Jun exhaled angrily, "Do you know how big a problem you have caused? What should you do if you kill someone or something again? Who did you learn from this trouble-making problem?"

The furball is even more wilted.

Qi Shi held back a smile, "Maoqiu seems to have been following the young master." ”

Ning Jun choked and drooped his head, "But I haven't caused trouble, it's still such a big deal." ”

Suddenly, when you encounter a rough stone transaction, depending on the situation, it is not a small amount, and you can guess it with a little brain, and you will inevitably hit a big event.

Qi Shi didn't care, and continued to hold back a smile, "Actually, it's nothing." ”

Ning Junxi blinked, "Really?"

Qi Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course." ”

Ning Junxi thought for a while, "That's right, then let's sleep." ”

Qi Shi nodded, opened the window, and jumped out.

Ning Junxi closed the window, yawned slightly, and glanced down at the hairball, "Don't be coquettish, don't go to bed, reflect on yourself." ”

After saying that, I went to bed.

The hairball babbled aggrievedly, hugged the table legs, and curled up to sleep.

ps: Think about it, the spirit stone is coal, the spirit essence is oil, and the spirit energy is natural gas, isn't it interesting?