He had already sensed it as soon as Haotou appeared.
However, after a few days, this man's Taoist practice has actually become much better than before.
Judging from the posture, it should be teleporting directly from Wenhe County to Pingsha Town, which is six counties away.
And this kind of ability is far beyond what a first-rate ghost like it can possess.
The head shrunk to five inches in length, like a mortal rat.
But its cow face became more and more clear-cut and its facial features were clear.
It bowed to Zhou Yi and said: "Master Zhu has been away for three days. Maid Zhu is worried day and night and has repeatedly inquired about the young man. The young man cannot study and cannot bear the disturbance, so he turns to me for help."
"It's only been three days..."
Zhou Yi made a rough calculation.
Counting last night, I spent seventeen or eighteen days in Yeguo Temple, but the real time was not that long.
The seven days spent in Huang Xu's Yuqingshui Mansion were actually just a nap.
There are countless allusions in books in the past similar to "A Dream in Nankeyi" and "A Dream in Huangliang".
This kind of dream technique that creates the illusion of time is quite interesting.
"Amitabha, in just three days, you have made great progress and learned how to travel between the county and the county?"
"Ah, yes, Xiaotou almost forgot to report it. Not long after the Master left that night, Mrs. Chu returned to the small courtyard and asked me to ask questions, and then she gave me an extra share of 108, 6th Street, Wenhe County
This is my errand in the underworld. My patrol range was expanded, and after meditating on the Hades Wheel, I was not only able to walk around the world during the day, but also figured out the 'trading finance technique'."
Even if Zhou Yi didn't read the small black letters, he could roughly guess the purpose of the road buying technique.
Spend your money to buy a road to the land.
Then he can travel eight hundred miles a day like Haotou, traveling from one place to another.
"Since the Master is fine, Xiu Tou will return to Wenhe County to reassure Maid Zhu and the young man."
After Shaotou finished speaking, he muttered something.
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Yi's mind: "Wait a minute."
Hearing the sound, Haotou stopped, tilted his calf head slightly, and looked puzzled: "What other instructions does the Master have?"
Zhou Yi smiled and asked: "Where did the money for this skill come from?"
Shaotou was startled, and said truthfully: "Shaotou is here to find the mage. According to the agreement of the Hades, we and the mage will each take half."
Zhou Yi showed compassion: "How much?"
Motou twitched his claws: "One mile and one liang, these hundreds of miles are..."
Zhou Yi clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Shaotou, stop talking, you can go and die...forget it, you are already dead."
I am the Buddha!
This is hundreds of taels of silver!
Just because Xiangzhu, that prodigal woman, said she was worried and had such a krypton gold monster, she flew away for no reason!
Monks can shamelessly seek alms when they go out, especially some handsome young monks.
However, if you want to build temples, customize monk robes, or improve food in the future, which one does not require money?
Although it is still far away, everything can be done beforehand or unforeseen. You must always prepare for a rainy day and plan in advance!
"From now on, without the monk's permission, the art of selling money is prohibited."
Zhou Yi grabbed the head, clasped it under his sleeve, and held it firmly.
"Don't even think about going back."
A knock on the door sounded from outside.
Immediately afterwards, a voice with a slight Wu accent and a faint smell of rouge drifted in through the crack in the door.
"Is the little master here? The slave family specially made some sopira for the little master to have as breakfast."
The head in the sleeve quickly sent a message and shouted: "Mage, spare your life, show me your noble hand! The law of the underworld stipulates that the ghosts and monsters of our generation who have not been awarded the title of county lord are not allowed to see anyone during the day. If not, they will be punished by heaven and their body and soul will be destroyed.
Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.”
Zhou Yi exclaimed softly: "Isn't this young monk also a stranger?"
Shaotou smiled bitterly: "How can a mage be different from ordinary people?"
"Amitabha, it's not easy for me to beg for alms, and it's hard for me to grow up. Please remember to use this money sparingly in the future."
After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he let go of his head.
The head fell lightly to the ground, the head shrank back and the figure gradually disappeared, like a water shadow, hiding at Zhou Yi's feet.
The door opened, and a young woman in her early twenties, wearing a jade hairpin and a bright red embroidered jacket, with a slim waist and eyes like autumn water, stood tall and held a bamboo basket in her hand.
Lady Cui, the proprietress of Luoxia Inn.
When Zhou Yi came to vote last night, he was penniless.
Mrs. Cui only glanced at Zhou Yi and asked the waiter to arrange the guest room. She also asked Zhou Yi to ask questions and chatted about home affairs for a long time.
During the chat, Zhou Yi learned that Mrs. Cui was not a local.
Six years ago, due to family changes, she and her brother left Jiangnan Road, a prosperous place in China, and traveled thousands of miles to join relatives in Lingnan Road.
But the world is gradually becoming chaotic, especially in the Lingnan area. There are many poor mountains and rivers, and many ruthless bandits dominate the mountains and forests, robbing homes and homes, and roaring in the mountains and forests.
When the brother and sister arrived, they found out that her uncle's family had been killed by bandits and their family property had been taken away.
As a result, she and her brother had to move around to Jiannan Road, and later opened an inn in Pingsha Town to make ends meet.
More than two years later, her brother became seriously ill and died.
However, after she took over the inn alone, the business grew and grew, and she even opened a branch in Guangyuan County.
When it comes to Lady Cui at the Luoxia Inn outside Guangyuan County, everyone knows about her business dealings with merchants.
"The slave family knows that the young master is a monk, so they specially selected bilo with cucumber and cantaloupe fillings. I wonder which one the young master likes more?" Lady Cui asked with a smile.
For no reason, Zhou Yi remembered the terrifying call of a certain maid when he left Wenhe County.
He smiled and said: "Amitabha, thank you so much for the gift. Then...the cantaloupe, a bigger one, it will be enough."
Mrs. Cui giggled, took out the cantaloupe-filled biluo from the basket, and handed it to Zhou Yi's hand.
"Little master, use it slowly. It turns out that the monk also likes big ones."
Mrs. Cui pursed her red lips and giggled, looked at Zhou Yi meaningfully, then twisted her unsteady willow waist and swayed down the stairs.
Many guests who got up early and walked out of the room were attracted by the landlady's slender waist like a Jiangnan dancer.
Mrs. Cui was not the only one who favored the monks. Almost every guest in the room received the steamed Biluo cooked by the proprietress herself. They all crossed their hands to express their gratitude and were greatly moved.
Zhou Yi rolled up his sleeves and looked at this scene with a smile.
Upstairs and downstairs, there are foot traders, escorts, Confucian scholars, storytellers... almost everyone has a bilo.
A warm and harmonious atmosphere enveloped the inn. After most people took over, they started to eat on the spot, and the sound of chewing was endless.
There were also a few guests who, like Zhou Yi, accepted it with a smile, put it in their sleeves, and turned around to go back to their rooms——
The short-bearded man in the guest room in the southwest corner of the third floor looks like a storyteller from his outfit.
The long-sleeved woman in the east guest room on the third floor.
And the old man who carries a medicine box when entering and leaving the room on the same floor.
Like the small black characters on the barrage, Zhou Yi knew the whereabouts of most people in this inn.
Soon, the origins of these three people were exposed to Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.
"They...have all disguised themselves? No wonder they look familiar. As soon as they escaped, they dressed up in disguise and came to Luoxia Inn early in the morning. Do you really think that the most dangerous place is the safest?"
After closing the door, Zhou Yi looked at the steaming Bi Luo.
"It does look delicious. What a pity."
…
Downstairs of the inn, in the stables.
Lady Cui lifted up her skirt with one hand and carried a bamboo basket with the other hand. The basket contained bran, corn, and half a biloba for feeding the livestock.
"Eat more, children. Only when you are full will you have the strength to work."
Lady Cui had a smile on her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes, which were numb and stiff.
At this moment, a wrinkled pale hand appeared out of thin air and gently put it on her shoulder.
There were ripples in Mrs. Cui's eyes. In an instant, her eyes became alert again, as if she was surprised.
The man who appeared behind him slowly said, "Ying'er, it's me... my brother is finally back."