After struggling to survive in the firewood room for two days, Chen Hao was surprised to find that his injuries seemed to be half better.

The residue of the medicine that had been applied to the body gradually dried out, and the pieces cracked and fell off. The scars could still be seen on the exposed flesh, but the pain was mostly gone.

This medicine really works!

Even with such well-developed medical conditions on the planet, it is impossible for a burn patient to recover to this level in three or four days.

Chen Hao originally wanted to recover again, but at noon that day, after the young man in the Taoist robe he saw at the beginning brought him food with a cold face, he didn't turn around and leave as before, but said in a deep voice: "After eating, the master asked you to go see him immediately." ”

From Chen Ergou's memory, Chen Hao already knew that this Taoist boy was one of the children who bought it at about the same time as him, and his name was Zhu Xiaowu.

Hearing Zhu Xiaowu say this, Chen Hao knew that he couldn't drag it on. What should be faced is still to be faced, and the owner of the Treasure Pavilion will decide what to do with himself.

Zangzhen Pavilion is a shop, a two-story wooden building facing the street, with two courtyards at the back, and Chen Ergou and others work in a courtyard behind it on weekdays.

In Chen Ergou's memory, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion always stayed on the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion, and occasionally went to the backyard to take a turn.

From the small door in the backyard to the second floor, Chen Hao saw the master of the Treasure Pavilion.

The master of the Treasure Pavilion is a thin man who reads and reads novels xstxt years with an expressionless face. On the second floor, in addition to the Treasure Pavilion Master, there was another person, who was also a middle-aged man, but he was the opposite of the Treasure Pavilion Master, and his chubby face always seemed to have a smile.

The master of the Treasure Pavilion glanced at Chen Hao and said lightly: "Chen Ergou, from today onwards, you will follow Cui Minggui." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the smiling man bowed and nodded to the master of the Treasure Pavilion repeatedly, and then said to Chen Hao with a smile: "Go and pack up your things, we will leave in a quarter of an hour, you have to hurry." ”

Chen Hao couldn't come back to his senses. He also imagined what the master of the Treasure Pavilion would do with him, whether he would whip himself or what he would do to himself, but he didn't expect this, and he didn't even have a chance to say a word.

Chen Hao returned to the house where he usually lived - not the firewood room, others were afraid that they would die suddenly, so they threw themselves into the firewood room. On weekdays, Chen Hao and others live next to the courtyard where they work, and in the smaller courtyard, seven or eight people live in one room.

Chen Hao didn't have any personal property, just a few change of clothes issued by the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, all of them were in the same style, green robes, and they were all old. He packed up a few clothes, walked out the door, and saw the smiling man Cui Minggui waiting for him in the courtyard.

Cui Minggui took Chen Hao out of the courtyard and walked through the streets and alleys all the way.

Chen Ergou in the past also went out. But I didn't leave any useful memories, except that this is a city called "Big City", which is very crowded and lively.

Chen Hao followed behind Cui Minggui, observing the world with his own eyes as he walked.

Walking through the lively street, the houses on both sides are lined with cornices and arches, the highest is no more than three floors, and all kinds of shops are opened. Pedestrians come and go, dressed in different ways, but they all resemble the costumes in costume TV dramas.

When you walk through the deserted alleys, there are mostly single-storey tiled houses on the roadside. Sometimes there is a large section of the wall, and you can see plants such as flowers and willows emerging from the wall, which is probably the courtyard of one family.

This city, indeed, is not small.

Cui Minggui followed Chen Hao into a dilapidated courtyard, took him into a room and said, "You will live here in the future." ”

The house was very simple, and half of it was used for a large bunk. The other half was leaning against the wall with a long rope on which hung some coarse cloth clothes and a face towel. There were several wooden basins on the floor, and six or seven large stoneware bowls were placed on a table with white planks.

Cui Minggui smiled and said, "How many layers of Qi are you practicing qi? ”

Chen Hao said: "Three...... Three-story bar......"

In Chen Ergou's memory, he seemed to remember that the master of the Treasure Pavilion had taught a qi training technique called "Spiritual Technique", and he had cultivated for so many years, and he had barely reached the realm of the third level of qi training.

Cui Minggui groaned slightly and said, "Three layers...... Then you can only go into the sand cave, but it is still a bit reluctant to stay in the sand cave for a day. Alas, let's leave it at that, if you're okay, let's practice more of the exercises of the Pavilion Bishop. Even if you don't think about the daily collection quota and practice a little better, it won't be so easy to end up when you encounter anything. ”

Chen Hao nodded, seeing Cui Minggui turn around and seem to be leaving, he was busy: "Cui ......"

"Just call me Steward Cui. ”

Chen Hao said: "Steward Cui, can you tell me what I'm doing here?"

Cui Minggui said: "You don't know?"

Chen Hao smiled bitterly, that Chen Ergou had been living a muddy life before, and he only had the most simple and superficial understanding of the world and the situation around him. This Cui Minggui seems to be a little patient, so I have to see if I can learn more about the situation from him.

Cui Minggui saw Chen Hao smile bitterly, thought for a while, and said, "You are not suitable for working in the pavilion anymore, so the pavilion master asked you to come to me." You don't need to be so careful when you work here, you just have to be tired. Not...... I'm here to collect some materials, and your current cultivation can only go to the simplest sand cave to work...... Heck, I made an appointment in the afternoon, and I don't have time to talk to you in detail, so let's do it, anyway, you will only start working tomorrow, and I will arrange someone to take you to work for a day, and you will know. ”

Chen Hao nodded and said, "Xie Cui takes care of things." ”

Cui Minggui smiled again and said, "You're quite good at talking, I don't think you're as stupid as the pavilion master said." Okay, you first get your sleeping place right, and you have nothing to do. Don't get out of this yard, or I'll be caught as a fugitive slave, and I won't save you." ”

Chen Hao's heart froze, he didn't think about running away immediately, after all, he still didn't know much about the current situation. But the bits and pieces of information that came out of Cui Minggui's mouth made him worry about his situation again.

It seems that it is very difficult for those who sell themselves into slavery to be free by escaping. He couldn't help but think of the situation of those black slaves before the Civil War in Milican on the original earth. If you don't have legal identification, even if you run out of the slave owners' territory, you will be caught by other slave owners, as well as vigilantes and even nosy people, and if you are unlucky, you will be lynched and hanged. The purpose of this was to deter all slaves who wanted to escape and to maintain the social order of the time.

There seems to be a certain order in this world, although it feels like the world of cultivators will be chaotic...... Well, maybe the strength reaches a certain level, for example, when no one cares about you, you can be chaotic. Until then, most people still need order.

Chen Hao shook his head and stopped his thoughts.

Cui Minggui had already left the courtyard, and Chen Hao didn't see anyone else except himself. He tidied up the miscellaneous items on the Chase bunk, vacated a small piece of land, and threw his clothes there, as if he had occupied the land where he stole.

There was nothing to do for the time being, and there was no stool or chair in the room, so Chen Hao sat on the edge of the bed and tried to practice "Spiritualism" according to Chen Ergou's memory.

Chen Hao visualized the diagram of the meridians of the human body on the first page of "Spirituality", which was densely painted with meridians and acupuncture points.

There is a very clear sense of qi that starts to run along these meridians. With Chen Hao's knowledge, he probably knew that this was running the aura along the meridians. For a while, it was impossible for Chen Hao to fully understand and remember these various scriptures of what hand sun meridians, but according to the experience left by Chen Ergou, he was doing it with memory and inertia.

The aura runs for a week, in fact, it is a circle along the whole body, Chen Hao faintly feels that his skin seems to open countless small mouths, and there are some indescribable things between heaven and earth, which are slightly blended with the aura in his body. It's like a piece of wet wood in the water, and you can absorb a little more water.

"Drip-Aura detected, please enter the aura into the Qiankun Catalogue, and a new feature will be opened!"

A mechanical voice suddenly sounded, Chen Hao was startled, and hurriedly stopped practicing. The whole person seemed to have been hammered violently, and his consciousness and ** were all disordered and numb.

Chen Haocai remembered that according to Chen Ergou's experience, he should not have received credit like this. It is necessary to run a full week, that is, to complete a complete cycle of the aura in the body. Stopping abruptly like you are now is really a taboo when practicing.

Fortunately, the third level of Qi cultivation, among cultivators, can only be regarded as just getting started, and the harm is not too great. If it is the higher the depth of the skill, then the greater the harm will be caused by such a sudden harvest, and it is possible for the serious person to become an idiot, go mad, explode and die. Even if it is like this now, Chen Hao's cultivation just now is in vain, and it even seems that the aura in his body has been lost to a certain extent.

Chen Hao looked down and saw the bright light coming from his robe, felt the vibration, and reached out to take out the Android phone that he sent for the phone bill. Wasn't this thing just called? The only thing around me was something unusual.