Except for Jiang Qian himself, there was no one else, not even a patrolling person was seen.
The town looked even more lifeless at night, making people feel frightened and frightened.
"Forget it, I'd better find a place to live first."
After making up his mind, Jiang Que went around looking for an inn. As an outsider like him who had no relatives or acquaintances, it was best to find a place to stay in an inn.
After all, he was unfamiliar with the place, and he could still get some useful information in a place like an inn, even if it cost money.
Renjia Town is not big. It has one main street plus several alleys and forks, with a total length of about 500 meters. Jiang Chi also walked through it quickly.
But he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"etc.
I've walked through this street, but I didn't see any inns or hotels.
Is it because this town is backward that it doesn’t have these facilities?”
After finally seeing a slightly modern town, he gradually regained a sense of belonging. After all, he had seen many such towns when he was on earth.
But soon Jiang Chian thought of something with an ugly face, "If there is no inn or hotel, where will he stay?"
I can't spend it even if I have money, there's nothing I can do about it.
We can make do with tonight, but what about tomorrow night and the night after?
Thinking of these things, I couldn't help but feel a headache, so I wanted to find a farmhouse to live in. At the most, I could give the owner some money.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, I saw a faint sound of chanting coming from a courtyard at the end of the street, as if someone was chanting in a dojo.
Gods and gods are weird!
When he got closer, he saw clearly the two characters "Yizhuang" written on the plaque on the door!
A place where ordinary people feel very scared and their expressions change.
Since ancient times, Yizhuang has been a place where the corpses of those who died in foreign lands are placed as dojos. Usually, these places are tended by beggars or poor people.
"Later, some Maoshan Taoist priests or corpse exorcists would also take care of the village, and also provide a dojo and other facilities.
It seems that there should be someone in this charity village. It shouldn't be difficult for someone passing by me to come and ask for a place to stay.
But there may also be some weird things inside, such as ghosts or even zombies!"
After all, the town itself is in the style of the N period. To say that Jiang Que didn't doubt it at all and didn't associate anything with it would be damning.
But he felt that he was on the path to immortality and was not afraid of these dirty things. At worst, he would just kill them all.
After thinking clearly, Jiang Que knocked on the door three times.
He still believes in the saying that there are three people and four ghosts. One time is not too much, and one time is not too little.
Knocking on the door is also very particular.
It was now midnight and early morning, and the only thing he was worried about was that the people inside didn't hear, or pretended not to hear, which would be troublesome.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of this Yizhuang, filled with dense gloom, unexpectedly opened a crack, and a deformed and somewhat ugly guy caught his eye, and he felt that this person was somewhat familiar.
Before he could speak, the man took the lead and asked: "Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night? What can I do for you?"
He looked at Jiang Chi suspiciously. This guy in strange, somewhat ancient costumes startled him at first.
Finally, I realized it and thought it must be someone from the theater troupe. Maybe they just didn’t change their costumes. What are the people from the theater troupe doing here?
He didn't figure it out.
At this time, Jiang Chi quickly explained: "Well, I am passing by this place, but I accidentally couldn't find a place to stay, so I want to stay in your place for one night?
I wonder if that’s okay?”
With a slight cup of his hand, Jiang Que saluted.
He was neither condescending nor arrogant in his words, and apart from his weird clothing, there was nothing disgusting about him.
Seeing this, the ugly face obviously hesitated, but quickly replied: "You come in first.
I have to talk to my master about staying overnight, but I can't make the decision, and there's nothing I can do if my master doesn't agree."
Then he opened the door and let Jiang Chi into the yard. At the same time, he was still observing anything weird about Jiang Chi, but in the end he didn't find anything different from other people.
In other words, the person in front of me is a human being.
The courtyard of Yizhuang looks particularly deserted. If he couldn't find a place to live, Jiang Chi would never choose to come here.
It really felt a bit spooky, as if one or two ghosts might jump out of the darkness around me at any time.
Jiang Chi looked around and found that except for a few rooms with lights, the rest of the place was dark.
When the true energy in his body was circulating, he felt it carefully before getting rid of the trace of uneasiness.
Looking at the thin man leading him, he looked to be in his twenties, but he was rather ugly, but he looked even uglier with a pot head on his head.
Jiang Que didn't ask why he was so ugly, but asked calmly: "I wonder what your last name is? I have to thank you for it."
If there wasn't this person in front of him, he would probably still be blown by the cold wind outside.
However, although he did ask the question, he actually had an idea in his heart, but he was not sure yet.
The man who was only half a step faster than Jiang Que was slightly startled, and said with some embarrassment: "My name is Wencai, it was the name given to me by my master."
On the surface, Jiang Que smiled slightly, nodded and said, "It's a very meaningful name. It seems that your master wants you to become a talent."
I was praising you, but in reality I was thinking: "Sure enough, this world is exactly as I imagined.
However, Wen Cai is actually uglier than the one seen in the movie. Can he find a wife like this in the future?
In this case, I have to stay and wait for the development of the incident.
I don’t know how many ancient spell books there are on Maoshan where Uncle Jiu learned from. It would be great if I could get those spells through Uncle Jiu.
Then transform it into the magic formula that I am familiar with, and I can easily learn those magical spells passed down from ancient times.
The way of cultivating immortals on Qingxuan Continent is slightly different from the way of Taoist cultivation in this world, but the impact is not too big.
The only thing I have to worry about is how to stay, after all, Uncle Jiu is not a child."
Along the way, Jiang Chi was thinking about how to stay in Yizhuang first and then escape from the secret book.
Wen Cai didn't know what Jiang Que was thinking, so he scratched his hair in embarrassment after being praised a few words, and smiled at Jiang Que: "You are really good at talking.
I'll beg you for mercy later, I believe master will definitely agree, don't worry too much, my master is a good person."
In exchange for Jiang Chi's favor, he also planned to put in a good word for Jiang Chi.
Jiang Chi nodded slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Jiang Chi, you can just call me by my name."
If you can make friends with literary talents, it is not far from making friends with Uncle Jiu. At least in Uncle Jiu's opinion, you will have a good impression.
Immediately afterwards, Wencai led Jiang Qian into a relatively spacious room, which looked like a normal hall.
There are some talisman papers and yellow cloth hanging around the room.
Not far away, there were some places where incense was placed. A Taoist priest in golden robes was offering incense with his back to Jiang Chi and Wencai, and he was bowing down to pay homage in the distance.
The three incense sticks in his hand were held together with both hands, and then with a slight shake, the incense was lit.
Jiang Que was secretly shocked and thought: "Is this Uncle Jiu?" 11