In the early morning of a night of autumn rain, the county seat of Changyang was so humid that it seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and even the doors of the storefronts on both sides of the street exuded a wet smell of water...... This Changyang county is the only place to go to the deep forest of the heavens, there are often some loose cultivators who go to the deep forest to find the spirit grass to hunt the spirit beasts in exchange for pills and other cultivation resources, so the four streets of Changyang County, dozens of alleys, there are not only grocery stores selling all kinds of spiritual things, but also famous merchants such as Qianpinfang and Baibaoge.

"Xiao Yizi, you little ghost, you're too lazy like a pig, when are you going to sleep, why don't you get up and clean up quickly!" a sharp shout broke the silence of the early morning.

In a firewood room in the backyard of the grocery store, a thin young man in a green shirt rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the sky, and saw that the heavy rain had stopped, so he hurriedly removed the door panel, opened the door, and took a deep breath: "Say that the master is lazy, you are a big fat Du is lazy, your whole family is a lazy pig, let the master get up so early to clean every day, and you only get up on three poles in the day......

After all, the young man surnamed Yi still walked to the well in the courtyard, turned the wheel vigorously to make a bucket of well water, carried the water out of the gate, washed the rainwater and sludge accumulated at the gate, and then returned to the firewood room to take out a big broom a little higher than himself, and cleaned up the debris between the stone slabs at the door little by little. While sweeping, he was still muttering: "Let the master do these hard errands every day, eat poorly, and deduct wages, and wait for the master to succeed in cultivation one day, and fly up with a sword to demolish your shabby shop!"

Thinking of the rise, Yi Xuan juggled with a big broom in his hand, imagining that he was one of those flying sword immortal monks in the mouth of the storyteller in the tea house next door.

"You monster eat my sword, and the white snake spits out the letter!"

"The goblin is gone, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds, and the green dragon will swing its tail!"

The young man surnamed Yi thought about the old episode of the sword fairy and demon in the book, and he was playing happily in his mouth. At this moment, a blue-green object fell from the sky with a "whoosh", and the "bell" smashed on the bluestone slab at the door to stir up countless sparks.

"Hey, who kind of demon dares to sneak attack your Master Yi Xuan? Hey, it hurts me to death, it's swollen so big, it's ruthless!" The young man surnamed Yi kept shouting pain in his mouth, his eyes looked around to find the villains who attacked him, and the streets were empty on both ends, only a small blue-green bell was lying quietly on the ground.

The young man surnamed Yi rubbed the swollen bag, and walked over to pick up the little bell, only to see that the little bell was green all over, mottled with rust inside and out, and there were several quaint ornaments on the surface, like words or runes, but it was so rusty that it was unrecognizable. Tap your finger lightly on the edge of the bell to make a metallic sound.

"Whose tattered little clock is this, I littered early in the morning, smashed the master and injured it, do you know, come out and lose money......" The young man surnamed Yi stood on the street with his throat and scolded.

From the Du family's grocery store, two young people dressed like the young man surnamed Yi walked out, one tall and one short.

The tall young man scolded dissatisfiedly: "Yi Xiaohou, you made a lot of noise early in the morning, and you didn't let you sleep well?" Hey, why do you have such a big lump on your head, hahaha, laugh at me!"

The short young man also echoed: "Yi Xiaohou, the swollen bag on your head looks like a single horn? What are you holding in your hand?" The short young man's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the little bell in Yi Xuan's hand, and stepped forward to snatch it and looked at it, "Where did you pick up such a?" Oh, I see, did you steal people's things, and you were found by the owner to beat you like this? Your kid's eyesight is too poor, this thing is thrown on the street and no one picks it up, and you still steal it, it's a shame......" After saying that, he casually threw the little bell to the ground.

The young man surnamed Yi was so angry that his face was flushed, and he defended loudly: "I am not called Yi Xiaohou, the master has a name, I am Yi Xuan, Yi is Yi Xuan, Xuan is the Xuan of Xuan! You two are one tall and one short, the tall one is like a broom, and the short one is like a winter melon......

The tall young man listened to Yi Xuan's unbearable words, and replied in a strange way: "What Yi Xuan, it's easy to be like a palm, and the spirit is magnificent, don't put gold on your face! I don't know where the little flower boy came from, if it wasn't for the poor shopkeeper who took you in three years ago, you would have fed the wild dogs outside the city a long time ago." ”

Yi Xuan was even more angry when he heard this, and he was in a hurry, so he actually threw himself at the tall young man and punched the other party in the stomach. The tall young man nimbly dodged to the side, "You still dare to hit me, Diao Quan, beat him with me!" beckoned the short young man to shoot together.

Although Yi Xuan struggled to resist, after all, he was weak and soon lost the upper hand......

Just when the two of them held down Yi Xuan's fists and kicks, a middle-aged fat man walked out of the Yi family's grocery store, this fat man was wearing a set of Baolan gown, a snow-white fine checkered cloth vest was put on the outside of the long shirt, and a big round belly bulged out under the vest.

Seeing the three people scuffling together, the middle-aged fat man scolded in a sharp voice: "Yi Xuan, Ma Ji, Diao Quan, are you three crazy? Messing around at the door of my store early in the morning and scaring the customers away, I won't be able to do business for a while?"

The tall Ma Ji and the short Diao Quan heard the voice of the shopkeeper Du Dahai, and they were so frightened that they got up from the ground and stood aside, Yi Xuan, who was lying on the ground, had blue eyes, blood on the corners of his mouth, and footprints on his green shirt.

Du Dahai continued to scold: "Xiao Yizi, what are you still doing lying on the ground, blocking the gate, get out of the way!"

Yi Xuan struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and stared at Ma Ji and Diao Quan viciously.

Seeing this, Du Dahai slapped Yi Xuan on the head, "What do you see, why do you still want to fight?"

Yi Xuan said indignantly: "The two of them have wronged good people, I was cleaning here just now, I don't know which bastard threw a small bell and hit me on the head, they just said that I went to steal other people's things!"

Du Dahai rolled his eyes and asked, "What little bell, where did the little bell come from?"

When the three of them were fighting, I don't know who kicked Xiao Zhong out of the distance, Yi Xuan ran to pick it up and handed it to Du Dahai, "This is the evidence!"

Du Dahai looked at it fixedly, and sneered: "Just for such a thing, the three of you are calling back and forth? It's really getting worse and worse! Ma Ji and Diao Quan hurriedly went to pick up the goods and prepare to open! Yi Xuan, you go to the backyard to get the night incense, and then wash all the dirty clothes in the past few days! Well, first prepare breakfast and send it to my house, early in the morning, the three of you are so noisy that you haven't rested well, I'll go to sleep again......"