There are no large beasts around the Great Zhou Gate, but there are also deserted people, except for countless towering trees, which are stones of various shapes. The stones were all uniformly brown, and looked like some kind of ore, and they were very important to hold in your hand, but I had never heard anyone smelt anything out of them.

Liu San's "heard" is naturally all kinds of scenery hidden in his residence, rankings, biographies of certain celebrities, and the like. Over the past seven years, these books have become an indispensable pastime for him on his lonely road to qi training. However, he has never been interested in secular martial arts such as "Rainstorm Tianluo" just given by the fourth senior brother.

It is only because those martial arts need to persist for one or two decades to be small, and thirty or fifty years to be successful. Compared to those, although Qi cultivation is a bit boring, it is really much stronger than that. Besides, practicing qi is mana, and ordinary martial arts can't be compared even if they are subtle. So although he accepted the martial arts, he didn't mean to look at it. As for the extra silver, it really has a lot of use for this trip, after all, this white flower thing can be bought almost anything in the mundane world, and it costs money to eat and live in a hotel, and if you eat well, you will spend more money on living well. It costs money to buy things you like on the road, especially some collector's edition old books sometimes cost a dozen taels of silver, and the treasure level of the town store may not be able to buy it if you have money.

Although cultivators can only look up to the sun and the moon in the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators also have the rules of cultivators. The Great Zhou Sect and other sects that Liu San'er knew strictly forbade the disciples to rob mortals' property, forcibly buy and sell, etc., to put it bluntly, cultivators must abide by the set of rules in the mundane world, and must not maliciously destroy, otherwise once the incident occurs, the sects themselves do not even have the qualifications to investigate and deal with them, and can only watch the men being taken away by the so-called Tsing Yi Supervision Envoys stationed in various places, and there is almost no possibility of turning back safely.

And then there is the three-party storage bag, although Liu San'er is rare, it is not the first time he has seen this kind of thing. However, the first time I saw such a large capacity, pressing his hands on the storage bag to urge all the mana, and feeling the wide space in the storage bag, Liu San'er felt more and more that it was a wonderful thing to repair the truth. But before his strength was inferior to others, he could only be a man with his tail between his legs, which was the fundamental reason why he was willing to exchange the letter route with the fourth senior brother. As for whether there was any other relationship between the fourth senior brother and the second senior brother, he didn't care much.

Every time he went down the mountain, although he was wearing the Taoist robe of the sect, Liu San'er would always put away the Taoist robe on the way not long after leaving the mountain gate array, change it back into ordinary clothes, and change it back when he returned to the mountain gate. The trouble is that it is a little more troublesome, but it saves a lot of inconvenience in moving around the mundane. This time he made an exception, after he took off his robe, he changed into a set of slightly luxurious purple silk clothes, with his slightly fat figure, and the image of a small rich man.

This change of clothes is only the first step, and then the hair accessories and appearance also need to be changed, and finally the voice. Liu San'er is naturally familiar with these things, and has already thought about playing the name of the little rich man this time. Because of the storage bag, he should have put everything in the storage bag and swaggered forward empty-handed. But in this way, his status as a monk is likely to be a goof. He is a person who is afraid of trouble, so many times he will use small troubles to prevent big troubles from happening. The territory under the jurisdiction of the Great Zhou Gate is quite peaceful, and he is a disciple of the Great Zhou Gate, so he is naturally safe. But out of the realm of the Great Zhoumen, it is not necessarily, all kinds of self-righteous ordinary martial arts people, wandering loose cultivation, may bring him trouble, even big trouble.

There is a way to do a full set of plays, Liu San in addition to putting the spirit stone, a small part of the silver taels and the Taoist robe into the storage bag, most of the silver taels, the map and the letter to be handed over to the beam gate are put into a baggage. The martial arts book "Rainstorm Tianluo" was also put in the baggage, and he was going to hire a horse-drawn carriage to go to the nearest mortal market town, and then turn it out to pass the time when he was bored on the road.

Originally, the old man sent his disciples down the mountain to do errands, so that the disciples would come out to practice, and stipulated that they could only walk at other times except by boat, and they were not even allowed to ride horses. Liu San'er was good and hired a carriage directly. This is not the first time he has done this when he is out, he really doesn't want to make trouble on the road, it doesn't cost much to hire a carriage, and it saves a lot of trouble and the trouble of being targeted, so why not?

At dusk, Liu San stopped, took out the map and looked at it, and finally let out a long breath. After walking in the Great Zhou Mountain for nearly a day, even with his Qi cultivation cultivator's body, he was a little unbearable. Fortunately, I will go to Zhangjiaji immediately, not only can I stay there for one night at night, but I can also have a good meal, and then I will have a good meal the next day, and then go to a place that I have long been thinking about, and then hire a carriage to leave. Thinking of this, he touched the silver in his arms, and suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

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Zhangjiaji is the nearest mortal gathering area near Dazhou Mountain from Dazhoumen, the permanent population is hundreds, every two days to open the market, when the market is opened, the ordinary people of the vicinity of thirty or fifty miles will come to the market to buy and sell things, the small market of several hundred people will suddenly become a large market of two or three thousand people, and the population can be nearly ten times more. But every single day, the market will not seem too deserted, here because of the closest to the Great Zhou Gate, from time to time there are always some men and women who want to hit the fairy fate, the nobles of the Cai State sent to the face to obey the errands sent by the Great Zhou Gate, the fine work of the countries around the Cai State, the ordinary martial arts people who can say the calendar or the calendar, and even the disciples of the Xiuzhen sect outside the Cai State, the unidentified practice of Qi and scattered cultivation, and so on, all kinds of characters are stunned to make Zhangjiaji even in a single day also seem a little lively.

Liu San'er has been to Zhangjiaji several times since he entered the Great Zhou Gate, so as soon as he entered the market, he went straight to an inn called "Tonggulou". This inn is not bad in all aspects, although the scale is not large, but the room is clean, the food is delicious, the hotel also sends a pot of shochu, the consumption is enough to be a certain silver tael, and there is a "Yichun Building" into the door waist card to give, it can be regarded as affordable to home.

The first few times he stayed in Tonggu Building, the silver taels consumed by Liu San were enough to get a Yichun Building's entrance waist card every time. He has been curious about Yichun Tower for a long time, from various customs to various celebrity lists, there are more or less shadows of Yichun Building, but the descriptions are quite subtle, to the effect that it is a wonderful place. The more this is the case, the more it makes people think about it. But because the time was too tight, the first few times I had to change the waist card to the same value of soju and drink it on the road.

Yichun Building has a semicolon in many places in Cai Guo and the countries near Cai Guo, and the location of the main building is unknown. A Yichun Lou's entrance waist card is worth two taels of silver, which can be exchanged for the best two jars of soju in the ancient building. The Yichun Building's entrance waist card is still one-time, and it will be confiscated after entering the door, and you have to buy it again next time you want to enter. But even so, it is said that there are not only guests in Yichun Building, and whenever Zhangjiaji opens, there is often a queue a few feet away outside.

Liu San'er's mission to deliver the letter this time was marked on the map, and the time was relatively sufficient, and he had a lot of silver by his side. So he was going to take a look at the appearance of Yichun Building before leaving this time, but he regretted it for a long time.

Swaggered into the Tonggu Building, Liu San'er threw a few coins and broken silver to the ushering Running Hall, and let people lead them directly to the backyard of the "Tianzi No. 11" upper room, and instructed the Running Hall to let the kitchen make a table of good meals and send it, then closed the door and closed his eyes and meditated. Although he is not very attentive to cultivation, seven years have also made him develop a habit, once he does not practice the "Yin Fu Sutra" for a day, he will feel uncomfortable.

"Bang... Bang... Liu San'er had just settled down for less than two quarters of an hour when he heard a knock on the door. It was impossible to prepare a whole table of food in such a short time, so he opened his eyes and looked at the doorway, his expression a little uncertain before he was sure if it was the one who had just run the hall.

The knock on the door rang a few more times, and when he saw that no one was talking in the house, he changed to speak, and the voice should be a middle-aged man about fifty years old: "Brother Tai, I know that you are inside, and it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to answer now, but please be sure to go to Tianzi No. 6 to talk about it before the unitary time, and Zhao Wuliang, the head of the Zhao family in Xia Cai Guo, please forgive me for the trouble, and leave first!"

After the voice finished speaking, he didn't wait for Liu San'er to answer, and the figure went away.

"The head of the Zhao family... A few days ago, when I was flipping through "Cai Guo's Record", I had an idea," Liu San'er muttered to himself. Zhao Wuliang, the head of the Zhao family, Cai Guojing, is a master of the stone business, a third-rate martial arts, good at carving, obsessed with cultivating immortals, and repeatedly wants to worship the Great Zhou Gate on the grounds that he has no spiritual root, but he has a wide range of friends.

It is normal for a person like the head of the Zhao family to run near the Great Zhou Gate, but it seems that he is not here to look for immortal fate just now. Liu San'er thought back and forth for a while, but he didn't have a clue. It's still early before the meal is ready, and after hearing the words of the head of the Zhao family, he didn't want to meditate, so he simply got up and prepared to go to the front hall to pay enough money first, and then go inside to explore and come back after getting the entrance card of Yichun Building.

At this time, it was already dark, and the lanterns in the courtyard were all lit up, and Liu San'er didn't take a few steps to glance at the No. 6 room of Tianzi. There happened to be a seventeen or eight-year-old boy pushing the door out, looking quite smart, that is, he looked sickly, and his wide robe did not match his thin body, but at first glance he was not a scholar, a servant.

The boy grimaced at Liu San'er, but he couldn't hide his sickness.

"The son of the head of the Zhao family?" Liu San'er thought to herself, just winked at the boy, turned around and was about to walk towards the front hall of the inn.

At this moment, the boy was dragged away by the hands of a pair of women in the room, and the door closed with a "clang".

Liu San'er was a little surprised, and was relieved at any time. As soon as I walked to the back door of the front hall, I saw a middle-aged Confucian student coming from the side corridor with a lost face, hesitating, as if he was not small.

The Confucian was dressed more gorgeously, the golden silk clothes were a little dazzling in the light, and the hair was slightly scattered, and he didn't look at the road, but fortunately, the floor of the corridor was flat, and he wouldn't fall if he stumbled.

There are many weirdos in the guest house, and Liu San'er doesn't care. What's more, life is not always smooth sailing, and it is normal to be disappointed occasionally. If he hadn't been favored by the old man to embark on the path of cultivation, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be doing well in the dart game now, at least he wouldn't have such good clothes as a Confucian to wear.

Confucius walked around the corridor for a small half circle, and finally walked to the Tianzi No. 6 room, pushed the door and walked in directly.

"The head of the Zhao family?" With questions in his heart, Liu San'er walked to the front hall.

There weren't many guests eating in the front hall at this time, and they all gathered in twos and threes, talking in low voices while eating. A man and a woman at one of the tables are particularly eye-catching, the male figure is handsome, dressed in white. Although the woman's face is average, it is expensive in her posture, and the cyan gauze is even more tempting. Although the two talked very quietly, a casual glance could attract the attention of the four seats, and a few men with bright eyes seemed to be afraid to keep looking at the woman, as if the clothes the woman was wearing were just decorations.

The two of them didn't care, completely as if the people in the room didn't exist. Although there is a table of dishes, the food is rarely eaten slowly, as if eating is a pastime.

Liu San came to the counter like a flower, and without waiting for the shopkeeper to greet him, he directly put twenty taels of silver on the counter, and said in a low voice: "Tianzi 11th, tonight's meal and tomorrow morning's meal, plus tonight's accommodation money, the rest will be exchanged for soju and sent to the room." ”

"Okay!" As soon as the shopkeeper saw the silver, he was naturally very attentive, and took out a black round wooden plaque from the drawer, and presented it with both hands: "Guest officer, this is an extra ......gift for you who spend twenty taels or more."

"I know!" Liu San'er didn't wait for the shopkeeper to finish speaking, grabbed the sign, and took advantage of the fact that the attention in the front hall was on the pair of men and women, and quickly walked out of Tonggu Building.

Although the streets of Zhangjiaji are lit by lanterns at night, they are still very clear, and occasionally people come and go. Liu San'er walked briskly across the two streets, and saw that the lights were still on in the "Yichun Building" on the edge of the intersection in front of him, and he knew that he had not run in vain, so he immediately walked over with some excitement holding his waist card.