The sect strictly prohibits this kind of thing, and once discovered, a punishment will be inevitable.
However, there are many disciples who are doing this kind of thing, all for the sake of living. What's more, this young man doesn't talk much, he works neatly, and his temper is to his liking, so he just turns a blind eye.
Only one eye.
"Half a month..."
Just after saying this, Ling Xuewei consciously changed her words when she saw the fat master's narrowed eyes, "Ten days."
"Okay."
This time the fat master readily agreed, "Be careful, don't get discovered."
His sudden words made Ling Xuewei startled.
"Why are you pretending in front of me? Come on, go back, I'll give this to you. Burp..." The fat master burped and threw a piece of silver to her.
"From now on, send me five bottles of wine every month. This will be considered as the wine money I paid you in advance. Don't go down the mountain from now on. It's not peaceful outside. If you, a loser, get into trouble, you will suffer."
…”
With that said, he walked back to the room.
Ling Xuewei stood in the courtyard, dumbfounded.
After doing this for a long time, the fat master actually thought that she came down the mountain to sell wine?
This... is such a wonderful misunderstanding.
Looking at the broken silver in her hand, Ling Xuewei shook her head helplessly.
What a weird old man.
"Hey, are you there?"
At this time, Su Yuanzhi's voice came from outside, and he saw Ling Xuewei running over, sniffing here and there, "Why do I seem to smell the aroma of wine? Are you here to bring wine to the old man again?"
Is there any share for me?"
Looking at his shy face, Ling Xuewei really didn't understand how this guy could come here by such a coincidence every time. Moreover, is it really okay for a dignified inner disciple to do this for a pot of wine?
"have."
"Hey, I knew it. I said, Xiao Mo, we can't do this...Hey? What did you say? Yes? Really?"
"want to?"
Su Yuanzhi looked at the young man in front of him and felt inexplicably excited.
here we go again.
This familiar feeling.
He is obviously a big kid, but why does he exude so much aura sometimes?
"What... do you want to do?" Su Yuan subconsciously crossed his chest, looking determined to die.
Second-hand goods.
These two words appeared in Ling Xuewei's mind, and she realized that some people really can't look at the surface.
"Hahaha, you're kidding! If you need anything, just ask!"
"Let's talk as soon as we leave."
After the two of them left Fat Master's yard, Ling Xuewei asked, "Have you been to Xiaocheng?"
"Why do you ask?"
Facing Ling Xuewei's slightly raised eyebrows, Su Yuanzhi raised his hand, "Okay, okay, what do you want to know?"
"all."
"Well... where should I start? This place, in a word, is a paradise for casual cultivators and mercenaries."
Zhao City is a newly developed city. It is not as prosperous as the four major cities, but due to the characteristics of the terrain, a unique development chain has gradually been formed. Guilds, mercenary groups, and casual cultivators are all over the place, and at the same time, a complex chain of development has been formed.
power
There is a very large black market, as well as a central hall and a temple branch. Every year, many monks come from afar because there is a hunting paradise - Xuanling Canyon, a hundred miles away from the city.
There are many powerful spiritual beasts there, as well as all the treasures of heaven and earth. If you have the ability, go ahead and get them, but it is also the burial place of countless monks. How many people have lost their lives there...
But for Ling Xuewei, there is no better place than this.
"You kid...don't want to go, right?"
Seeing her expression, Su Yuan was shocked, "No, no, absolutely not! You can't go to that kind of place! If you're not careful, your life will be lost!"
"knew."
Ling Xuewei agreed readily.
But why does Su Yuanzhi always feel so uneasy?
"You... aren't lying to me, are you?"
Ling Xuewei glanced at him lightly, "What do you think?"
"Okay, okay, just don't go, I don't want to turn around and be chased by Fat Master..."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the hospital. Ling Xuewei entered the room and came out after a while, throwing him a wine bottle.
"Ah? Just one pot?"
Someone is very dissatisfied.
This is not enough for him to drink in one day! Stingy!
At this time, Qiao Ran and others came back from work. Su Yuanzhi waved, "I'm leaving then. Don't forget what you promised me!"
"Senior Brother Su!"
"Senior Brother Su!"
"Hello you guys!"
After watching him leave, Qiao Ran came over and said, "Senior Brother Su is here to ask for a drink again?"
Ling Xuewei nodded and turned back to the room.
She was about to start preparing for this trip down the mountain, but before that, she had to leave a spiritual message for Bai Lichen.
Since they came back three months ago, he seems to have been in seclusion. She may not have seen him for a long time.
In the evening, everything is ready.
A dreamless night.
The next day, she went down the mountain.
****
After thinking about it, Ling Xuewei pretended to be the same as when she went to Qulan City last time, took Snowball Lightning with her, and set off for Luo City. In less than a day, she arrived outside the city.
But soon, she became miserable.
Because Ling Xuewei was stopped outside the city and could not enter the city.
I……
Ling Xuewei cursed in her heart.
Last time it was Bai Lichen who took her into the city. This time Ling Xuewei completely forgot that she was an identityless person! The identity of "Mo Yan" couldn't be used here at all!
"Master, what should we do now?"
The cold wind blew by, and the two little guys looked at Ling Xuewei pitifully, seeing that it was getting dark, and if they didn't enter the city, they would sleep in the wilderness.
"Brother, little brother..."
At this time, there was someone in the corner waving to her. He was a man with a mustache. He didn't look very old, he was around thirty at most.
She looked around and found that she was alone here.
"That's right, I'm calling you!"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows and walked towards him.
"Brother, are you going to the city? I can help you! Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Everyone here knows me, Zhang San, who is commonly known as the know-it-all. How can I help you? The price is absolutely favorable!"
The man winked at Ling Xuewei, but with his two mustaches, he looked inexplicably vulgar.
Ling Xuewei observed him carefully and saw that his eyes were still clear, so she said, "Maybe you got the identity ultimatum?"
"Well, little brother, you have found the right person! No one is better at this than me, Zhang San! This is definitely the first one within a hundred miles..."
"Okay, just tell me if you can?" Ling Xuewei interrupted his rambling.
"Yes! Absolutely! It's just a stick of incense! Brother, if you have any specific requirements, tell me and I will get it done for you right away!"
So, Ling Xuewei told him the request, and sure enough, within a stick of incense, the hot identity ultimatum came out.
"Brother, this is definitely a first-class product. Even the people in the central hall can't check it out. You can feel free to use it..."
"How much?" Ling Xuewei asked.
"Hehe, not much, just...one hundred topaz!" (To be continued)