Duan Qing saw the plaque of the restaurant, but what he thought about was a memory, when he was eight years old, his godfather had said that he would bring himself to the city to eat in the restaurant, but unfortunately it never came true, because they had nothing, and they couldn't live without the garbage mountain, and it was too expensive to train a monk.

Now, only ten years have passed, and only one of them has entered the city...

With a long exhale, Duan Qing put away his thoughts, his eyes returned to indifference, ignoring Xiao Er's posture of running the hall to catch people, walking along the street, there were many people in Duan Qing's eyes, there were tailor shops, grocery stores, shaving stalls, snack stalls, and the most were taverns and restaurants, as long as there was money in his pocket, he would definitely not be hungry.

I touched the three thumb-sized pieces of silver in my pocket, all of which were collected in the garbage mountain, and most of the raw materials were just sand, and the products of impurities were melted away by fire.

"I just don't know what the level of consumption in this city is, let's wait and see. ”

From this city gate to the opposite city gate, the prosperity makes people overwhelmed, walked along the street for two streets, but the scene is a change, the prosperity is not there, the place is dirty, the tavern is also very casual, even the signboard is oil-stained black, a group of shirtless men sit around the door, there are not a few dishes on the table, there is no exquisite feeling, the plate is very large, the drinking is very cheerful, from the clothes seem to be two worlds of people in general.

Duan Qing realized that the price here must be lower than on the main street, and there was a young woman sitting at the door of an inn who was eating melon seeds, shouting that it would only cost five copper plates a day, and after taking a look, he remembered that it was called the Rifford Inn, and he didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

As night fell, lanterns were lit on both sides of the street, and there were a few colorful ones, and from time to time there was a coquettish laughter that seemed to be able to penetrate the sound barrier, which were a few Ji Pavilions, and the unkempt appearance in the Feng Lou in the settlement in the wilderness were completely different concepts.

After turning around for a while, he saw a bookstore, almost completely out of instinct, and immediately walked over, but it was already closed, Duan Qing felt a little regretful, although the previous books had been read several times, but it had always been his great regret to be destroyed in the swamp, seeing that the scale here was not small, and books must be indispensable, so Duan Qing deepened his impression in his heart, and was about to leave, when several beggars hurriedly came, one of them was a strong middle-aged man with a stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other, and said vividly: " Boy, new here, do you know the rules?"

Duan Qing turned around and left.

The sturdy beggar obviously didn't expect to end the turf battle so easily, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then two female beggars in similar costumes hugged his arm left and right, he suddenly regained his vigorous appearance, looking at the thin back, he dug his nostrils, rubbed his two fingers, and then bounced his fingers, and said disdainfully: "Look at him, it seems to be a dog, Lao Tzu's stick has not come out, and he was directly scared away." ”

"Yes, yes, which stick of Angkor is so powerful..."The two female beggars admired it very much.

When passing by a silver number, Duan Qing went to exchange some copper coins, and when the young man's eyes were about to turn, he suddenly saw a piece of silver in Duan Qing's hand being kneaded at will, and immediately exchanged the copper coins truthfully.

Then, Duan Qing walked another street, and when he came out, he had changed into a dark blue robe, a pair of black cloth high-waisted shoes, his hair was also taken care of, a bun was tied, and a dark blue hairband was entangled, and the whole person looked refreshed.

After spending three copper plates to buy three white and big steamed buns, and walking while eating, Duan Qing couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, life in the city was not as huge as he imagined on the garbage mountain, but it was lower than the cost of those settlements, so he said that this steamed bun, if there was no one or two silver or five coins of Mithril in the settlement, it would not be able to eat it at all.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why those who have families are relatively wealthy.

Duan Qing hadn't forgotten the past, but he didn't have too much emotion about it, and at the same time, he had already made a choice, and he would stay in the inn for five copper plates a day.

Next, Duan Qing spent another three days getting acquainted with the city, finding several life markets, material markets, weapons shops, etc., all of which were focused on recording the lower positions in his mind, and then walked to the library.

When he was on the road, Duan Qing also planned to buy less, or even not buy and only watch, but when he arrived at the place, he found that as long as he entered the door, he had to pay ten copper plates, saying that it was a deposit for buying books, and it could be deducted when buying books and paying money, and if he didn't buy them, these ten copper plates would not return.

Maybe there are too many people who think the same way, right?

However, Duan Qing will not be stingy in this regard, after handing over ten copper plates to enter, the books are really dazzling, and they are overwhelmed, and the four big characters of "Tongtian Sword Spectrum" crashed into Duan Qing's eyes at once, and when he picked it up, it was only the most basic sword spectrum.

Duan Qing was speechless, and then looked at the other fist methods, legs, body methods, method methods, and the modulation of paints, etc., all of them had a very terrifying name, and the content in them was all very different, even those exercises were all methods that the monks could pass on by word of mouth, and the role here was more like sorting out those things that had been passed down orally in written form.

However, even so, Duan Qing still felt hungry and thirsty, although it was all basic knowledge, it was quite comprehensive, especially in terms of talisman making: the production of talisman paper, the corresponding function of the corresponding materials, talisman pens, paints, etc., all available, it can be said that Duan Qing reopened a door, so that he had a very thorough filling of this knowledge, huh? There are also talismans? But it seems to be very chicken?

......

At the same time, ten miles outside Tianzun City, Yu Hualong and his party of eleven people sat on the ground, looking blankly at the direction of the road, it can be said that they were looking at it, he grabbed his hair: "This is more than 20 days, there is no news, there is no half a figure, and a person was sent back to investigate, and the result is also gone?"

This made Yu Hualong have no bottom in his heart, and he was not sure whether he was ignored or what.

Of course, he has strong confidence in Bailifeng and Qi Dongqiang, so many forces, so many people, there will inevitably be no way to escape from that period of Qing persecution, but whether it is running in other directions, there must be a letter, right?

Therefore, the biggest direction of his suspicion is that the two of them have been given the treasure, and they feel that it is not much, so they have abandoned themselves, and when they go back, the treasure has been used up by them or sold out, what can he do? More importantly, his henchmen have no news.

Yu Hualong fanned the wind with a smile, his face was as ugly as it was, his subordinates didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and the grievances and questions in their hearts were even more impossible to vent, making their red eyes even more bloodshot, Yu Hualong saw it in his eyes, he knew that he had to express his position, otherwise anything could happen.

"Brothers, don't wait, let's go back to the village!" Yu Hualong commanded, and everyone got up, without the slightest hesitation, and began to return home.