Once upon a time, there was a person who accommodated himself, made sacrifices for himself, and pretended to be An Fang over and over again.
It's strange that before today, Bai Gaoxing would occasionally remember the Thousand-faced Demon Fox, but never so frequently as today.
"What are you thinking about?" Rakshasa Bird asked.
"I was thinking about how much we earned today," Bai Gaoxing said, "Thanks to the shopkeeper, we earned a lot today."
Such a powerful monster must be worth at least 500 strings. After all, this money cannot afford to hire a city lord to succumb to the monster.
There are many sword fairies in the Monster Catching Division, and they often take on high-priced missions to catch some powerful monsters.
Or a mountain god, or a great demon.
For example, if the monster I met today had Bai Gaoxing appeared, or if he had designed Feihu to read out the sentence, only the Sword Immortal could deal with it.
Now that the Eastern Barren Sword Immortals have lost a lot of money, it is a good time for these Sword Immortals to make money. The asking price is probably higher.
Bai Gaoxing thought, he forgot to tell the shopkeeper this, otherwise, with the shopkeeper's ability, wouldn't he be able to make a lot of money?
"No, I have to tell the shopkeeper when I get back." Bai Gaoxing said.
Rakshasa Bird wondered, "Tell him what?"
"There are many demons, come quickly, you have money." Bai Gaoxing said.
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Yu Sheng is very busy now, too busy to worry about conquering demons.
The City that never sleeps is not a small city like Hanshan City, but the number one city in the middle wilderness.
There are countless caravans traveling from south to north and east to west every day, not to mention there are also many people in the city that never sleeps.
On the one hand, I have to let the inn open for the rest of my life, and on the other hand, I have to let the people in the city know that the city that never sleeps has now changed hands.
The city that never sleeps changes hands, and I will be lazy to manage it for the rest of my life, so I have to choose elders and the like.
Yu Sheng pulled the young master over and asked Gui Chenxiang to help. Then he felt much more relaxed and rushed back just as the city lord was about to go to bed.
When he just lay down, he saw that many merit points suddenly appeared on the system panel, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"What's wrong?" the city lord asked him.
"I don't know." Yu Sheng rubbed his head. He seemed to have done something good, but he didn't know what he did.
Could it be that the people of Sleepless City finally escaped the threat of Tang He's book of life and death, and the system rewarded them for this?
I simply don't want to think about the rest of my life that I can't understand. My wife and children are hot on the bed, so it's important to sleep.
The next day, the sun went up three poles.
Yu Sheng stood on the steps of the inn and stretched. Now he could finally relax.
"I tell you, you are nothing," said the white-haired old man who was a frequent visitor to the inn, and was playing chess with the gray-haired old man.
He pointed to the chessboard and said: "This son is my son. Why are you moving? You will lose. If so, is this a bad man?"
The gray-haired old man said: "Yu Renyu."
"You are nothing anymore. This is my son. Why are you moving around? Is it a man to cheat like this?" the white-haired old man said angrily.
Yu Sheng turned around and said, "I said, you two are really tired."
He sat next to them, "Where have you been recently? I haven't seen you for a while?"
The white-haired old man took a sip of tea and said, "I am so short of money that it is difficult to come here."
I will see the gray-haired old man again for the rest of my life.
He pointed at the white-haired old man and said, "He is so short of money that it's hard to come here."
"How dare you say that after spending all day eating?" Yu Sheng turned to the white-haired old man and asked, "Are you rich now?"
The white-haired old man nodded, "Business route..."
"Talk like a human being." I've had enough of hearing this inexplicable literary language for the rest of my life.
"There are more merchants coming and going on the road, and the monsters gain more from robbery. There are monsters hiding money in my place again," said the white-haired old man.
"Still Huangpizi?" Yu Sheng said.
"How do you know?" said the white-haired old man.
"Guess."
"This weasel, hey, he keeps saying 'your uncle, your uncle's' all day long, which is degrading to gentlemen. Others say he is a monster, but he is still impatient." said the white-haired old man.
Yu Sheng nodded, this was Gouzi's old acquaintance.
He stuck his head out and shouted at Ye Zi who had driven him and Aunt Qing down, and was sitting next to the beauty outside the attic, having sex with the black girl: "Coconut cake, the yellow skinny girl who likes you to the death is back!"
He retracted his head, and after a while, Ye Zigao screamed from above.
"What's going on?" The two old men were surprised.
"Nothing, you continue." Yu Sheng said.
The white-haired old man said: "But there is one thing, there is one thing to say, this yellow-skinned man really has a way of practicing."
"How do you say it?" Yu Sheng asked.
"He doesn't ask for silence. He considers himself a weasel. He also issued a weasel almanac and robbed people according to the almanac every day." said the white-haired old man.
When the lunar calendar is auspicious, he goes out to rob; the rest of the time is spent practicing.
"You just stole his money and came here to live freely?" Yu Sheng said.
The white-haired old man was embarrassed and said, "Although it is insulting to gentlemen, who told him that his money came from a wrong way?"
He looked at Yu Sheng: "Do you have any work to do here? We can earn some money for food, tea, etc."
The food in the inn is not only helpful for spiritual practice, but more importantly, after eating it, it becomes addictive and makes you want to eat it all the time.
Yu Sheng looked at him: "Lack of wood..."
"Forget it!" The two old men walked away from him together.
"You're kidding, I'm short of manpower here, but I'm short of those who are wily and resourceful." Yu Sheng said.
"Look for us, you will never find anyone older than us." The white-haired old man said proudly.
"Yes, we are not only wily and scheming, we are also mature and prudent, worldly, cunning, and strong..." The gray-haired old man took over the conversation.
"Stop, stop," Yu Sheng told them to stop, "You two should really go to the other side and teach the children."
On the opposite side, the sound of reading was heard loudly.
"However," Yu Sheng looked at them, "Don't tell me, you two are really useful."
With their old energy, the Presbyterian Church in the Everlasting City presides over the work, and is naturally stable.
"You can be my eyeliner. It doesn't matter if you don't understand anything. Just know it and keep calm." Yu Sheng clapped his hands and decided to use it.
Ye Yegao came down from upstairs, his ears red.
"Sir, shopkeeper, do you have a grudge against me?" he said.
"I don't have any grudges, but I have work to do. Please help me write the invitation." Yu Sheng stood up.
"My hand is injured..." Ye Zi raised his wrapped right hand.
"Come on, be careful. I tell the black girl that you are already well." Yu Sheng lowered his voice and said.
"Don't..." Ye Zigao glanced upstairs, "I'll write, can't I write?"
He was pretending to be ill these days and was very comfortable being taken care of by the black girl. "I have difficulty with my right hand and can't do many tasks, so I just let the black girl help me."
All your thoughts for the rest of your life will be about him.
"Where are you thinking!" Ye Zigao said angrily.
"I didn't think about anything, really." Yu Sheng nodded and was about to walk to the middle wasteland with Ye Gao when the Thousand-faced Demon Fox came out of the back kitchen.
"City Lord, Impermanence is looking for you again." While speaking, the Thousand-Faced Demon Fox glanced around.
"Don't look, he's not here," said Ye Zigao, "You are also an infatuated person, don't worry, wait until Lao Bai comes back..."
"Ahem", the black girl stood on the wooden ladder.
"I'll ask Lao Bai to work hard for you, the shopkeeper." Ye Zigao hurriedly pretended to talk to Yu Sheng.
"Go ahead!" Yu Sheng despised Ye Zigao.
"Aren't you the same? If the city lord were here, you would be as honest as a sheep." Ye Zigao said.
"Go ahead and talk nonsense."
For the rest of her life, she maintained her image as a city lord in front of the thousand-faced demon fox, "Here at my place, I let her beat the dog, but she would never dare to chase the chicken. I let her..."
"City Lord, what do you want?" Ye Zigao asked Yu Sheng.
"Young man, get out of here!" Yu Sheng immediately changed his words.