Chapter Seventy-One: The Shop

Ermao looked at Dafeng who was sleeping in the doorway, his face was full of envy, both of them were beggars, but Dafeng was six years older than him.

If it weren't for Gale, Ermao would have died seven years ago, and Gale has been taking care of him for the past seven years. The spiritual skills he practiced were all found for him at a great cost.

Seven years ago, a young wolf almost killed him, and now he can fight a wild wolf and kill an adult wolf.

Although Ermao is still young, he is only twelve years old this year, but his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Gale had praised him as a cultivation genius, if he was born in the four major families, at this moment, his cultivation would have reached at least the third level of innate qi cultivation.

Time and life cannot be forced.

said that the day before yesterday, he begged Gale to take him to the Zhulang Peak Spirit Mine to kill the demon beast, but was immediately rejected by Gale.

"Look at your chest, just a few ribs, the teeth of the demon beast are not stuffed, and you also kill the demon beast, see that my brother's body is not, then it is called Yushu Linfeng. ”

Gale touched Ermao's chest with his left hand and shook his head.

"The bullshit jade tree is in the wind, and the trunk is just two feet taller than Uncle Ben. Ermao retorted.

"You can't go. Gale replied in an unwavering tone.

"Brother!" Ermao held back tears and shouted.

"It's not okay to call my brother, stay in the county town and take care of your body and bones in the Qinghong Society. Gale spoke categorically, but in a somewhat softened tone.

"Brother, you also stay in the county seat. Ermao begged.

"You haven't noticed that my brother's cultivation has changed. Gale whispered.

"See, your cultivation has fallen from the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow to the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow. Ermao said, he didn't understand, the gale went to the Qinghong Society Patriarch Hall, came out two days later, and the cultivation did not advance but retreated, and fell to the ninth floor of the day after tomorrow.

Gale looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he put his mouth close to Ermao's ear and whispered, "Brother told you something, you can't tell anyone." ”

Ermao nodded.

"Brother, you have broken through to the innate level. ”

"No!" Ermao screamed.

"Brother, I won't lie to you, practice hard in the Qinghong Society, brother is waiting for you in the spirit mine, kill demon beasts, and avenge blood. Gale said.

"Okay, practice diligently, kill demon beasts, and avenge blood. Ermao swore by the sky with his left finger.

Dafeng patted Ermao's shoulder with his right hand.

"Brother, when are you leaving? Ermao asked.

"Within a month, the guild master will let us stabilize our cultivation first, and then set off when the warriors are all recruited. After Dafeng finished speaking, he took Ermao and returned to the place where he once lived.

For three days, Ermao has been eating meat every day, and his body is slowly adjusting, and he is no longer yellow and thin.

Of course, Gale will still take Ermao to beg, but the way has changed.

In the past, Ermao's thin arms would wrap around the guests' thighs to death, and he would not let go when he didn't see the copper.

Now, he sat on the floor, holding the broken rice bowl with a few copper plates in it.

Seeing the guests, he didn't shout, Ermao held the rice bowl with both hands and shook it a few times, and the copper plate jumped in the bowl, "jingling", making a pleasant sound.

Gale is hiding in the gate hole to sleep, there is no other beggar to encroach on the territory, begging across the border, he does not need to protect Ermao, defend his territory.

Suddenly, Ermao heard the wind stop snoring, and quickly got up from the doorway, at this time, Ermao knew that the wind had been pretending to be asleep.

In the distance, two men approached this way, one of them wearing a brocade robe but covering his face with a turban. The other is a big man, with a pair of eyes, bursting with shrewdness.

Gale came to Ermao and sat down, his eyes fixed on the copper coins in Ermao's bowl.

The two came to Ermao's side, and the shrewd man bent down, took out a copper plate from his body, and put it into Ermao's broken bowl.

Ermao saw that Dafeng took out a few ordinary animal skins from his body and quickly handed them to the shrewd man.

The shrewd man quickly collected the animal skin, then patted Ermao on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, it's not bad." ”

At this time, the masked man spoke: "Yes, just stay with me." ”

Gale immediately knelt on the ground and whispered, "Thank you, young master, thank you, young master." ”

"Brotherly affection, your request, Young Master Ben agreed. The masked man took out a copper coin, threw it into the bowl, and said, "Young Master Ben is an errand runner, how about it?" ”

The wind said to Ermao: "Thank you yet, young master!"

"Thank you, young master. Ermao didn't know why, he didn't figure out the situation at all, he still repeated Gale's words.

After the masked man finished speaking, he walked into the shop with a shrewd man, and the wind breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated into the doorway, and fell asleep soundly, leaving Ermao with a confused face, and continued to sit cross-legged on the ground.

Ermao didn't ask Gale what the situation was, but he believed that Gale would never harm him.

The masked man was Murong Lin Zhi's fourth doppelganger, Ji Xiang, who returned to the county town and passed twenty days before he knew it.

The Murong family's surveillance of him is no longer as diligent as it used to be, and when he goes out, there is no obvious tail.

Ji Xiang had already sent people to the spirit mine three times, and the blood deed he brought from the deity was as high as 1,000 copies, but the Zhuji Dan in the hands of the children of the Murong family was almost exchanged by him.

The children of the Murong family are almost all practicing flawless swordsmanship, and the young master who walks the birds and dogs on the street has disappeared, and with flawless swordsmanship, there is more chance of survival in the beast tide three years later.

Ji Xiang had a lot more time, and his eyes were on his three stores again.

But he didn't know anything about the three stores, so he sent Dafeng and Ermao to investigate the situation of the three stores, find out the bottom of it, and know it in his heart.

The three shops are spread across three streets, and the two closest are ten miles apart.

The three shops are all grocery stores, elixirs, weapons, formation herbs, and beast meat, all of which sell acquired monk cultivation resources.

Ji Xiang and An Dahai walked into the first store one after the other, and the store was not as lively as imagined, and could only be described in four words: "The door is full of birds." ”

There weren't many goods in the store, and there were several shelves in the center, two of which had broken arms and legs, standing crookedly, with no goods on them, only dust.

After entering the door for a while, the two of them saw neither the buddy nor the shopkeeper.

Ji Xiang found a stool, wiped off the dust on it, and sat down.

An Dahai took out a piece of animal skin from his body, read it carefully, and then handed it to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang took the animal skin in his hand, unfolded it and looked at it, it was clearly written:

Xingsheng warehouse, a year has no guests to trade, three years in a total of two transactions.

One is a middle-aged strong man, with seven rabbits, in exchange for a healing pill, and one for a girl in red, with a rhinoceros horn, in exchange for a hairpin sharp weapon.

Before March, the last man left voluntarily, leaving only a shopkeeper in his forties, who opened and closed the door on time every day.

Seeing this, Ji Xiang shook his head, this shop exists in name only, if this house doesn't belong to the Murong family, I'm afraid that it would have been closed and transferred to others.

Ji Xiang's gaze returned to the animal skin, and it read: Shopkeeper, Murong Yunyi, a follower of a young master of the Murong family, after the young master died in the last beast tide, Murong Yunyi lost all his cultivation and became a mortal, and was appointed by the family to take care of the prosperous store.

Murong Yunyi's wife and son all died in the last beast tide, and now they are alone, drowning their sorrows with wine all day long.

"I see. Ji Xiang rolled up the animal skin, put it away and put it in the bag, and then glanced at An Dahai.

An Dahai understood and shouted to the backyard of the store: "Yunyi shopkeeper, Yunyi shopkeeper." ”

An Dahai shouted dozens of times, and finally someone stumbled and appeared in the store.

"What...... What the...... Before anyone arrived, a smell of alcohol permeated the entire store.

"You are the shopkeeper of Yunyi. Ji Xiang asked.

"You're looking for an old man...... What's the matter?" Murong Yunyi asked, squinting at Ji Xiang with his eyes.

Ji Xiang looked at Murong Yunyi, who was in his forties, and found that he was not old, and his heart was old.

"This shop already belongs to Young Master Ben. Ji Xiang said.

"What did you say?"

"This shop is already our son's. An Dahai shouted loudly at Murong Yunyi.

"Oh!" Murong Yunyi shook his head, the person seemed to be much more awake, and his eyes were much more open than before.

"Where's the stuff. Murong Yunyi asked.

An Dahai took out three land deeds from his body, and when he saw that they were marked with the words Xingsheng Warehouse, he took them out and handed them to Murong Yunyi.

Murong Yunyi took the title deed, opened his eyes wide, looked at it carefully, sweat involuntarily flowed down his face, and the hand holding the title deed began to tremble.

After a while, Murong Yunyi returned the title deed to An Dahai, and Ji Xiang found that Murong Yunyi's face was already pale, and his two eyes had turned dead gray, empty and listless.

"It's good to come, I can retire too. Murong Yunyi said.

The smell of alcohol suddenly disappeared, and the person became sober, but his heart was as sad as death.

Murong Yunyi moved step by step and walked towards the door, he walked very slowly, as if a high mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

"Shopkeeper Yunyi, stay! prosperity still needs someone to take care of it. Ji Xiang said.

Murong Yunyi didn't look back, still pacing towards the door.

"Murong Yunyi, don't you want to kill the demon beast and avenge your wife and children?" Ji Xiang roared.

Murong Yunyi's whole body trembled, he turned his body, stared at Ji Xiang, and said with a wry smile: "With my body, can I still take revenge?"

"Murong Yunyi, give Young Master Ben a chance, and leave a chance for yourself. Ji Xiang said, "In three months, let's work together to restore our cultivation." ”

Murong Yunyi knelt down, gave a salute, and said: "I know that the hope of resuming cultivation is very slim, but the young master is right, give the young master a chance, leave a chance for yourself, three months, the villain can afford to wait." ”