Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp

"It's finally here..."

Looking at the town ahead, Xia Chen jumped off the three-wheeled plane.

For three hours, he kept pedaling, no different from riding a bicycle.

Compared with the flying magic weapons in the world of immortality, their performance is really low.

Qixiaxian Town is a small town in Hengyang Prefecture.

Unlike other towns, mortals and monks mix here.

Of course, most of them are casual cultivators in the early stage of Qi refining. Their spiritual roots are mixed and they cannot enter the sect of cultivating immortals, so they can only practice alone.

Although there are soldiers patrolling the city gate, they are not strict.

Xia Chen walked across the suspension bridge, passed the moat, and entered the city smoothly.

The sight is bustling, the streets are busy with cars and people are constantly coming and going, it is very prosperous.

There are many shops on both sides of the avenue, and the sounds of buying and selling come and go.

"The best blood mink skin only costs three low-grade spiritual stones."

"Thousand-year-old blood ginseng can bring human flesh and bones to life."

"Crispy pancakes, three coppers each!"

"The mysterious silkworm robe is a low-grade defensive weapon. Don't miss it when you pass by."

"Licorice syrup, sweet and sour..."

Xia Chen was dazzled as he walked through the crowd. Qixia Town was far more prosperous than Cuiwei Shanfang City.

"Eight rooms in row C on West Street..."

Madam Xu once asked someone to send a letter with the address of the tailoring shop written on it.

After asking several monks, Xia Chen finally arrived at West Street.

West Street is already close to the outskirts of Qixia Town.

The prosperity here is no better than that of East Street.

Soon, Xia Chen arrived at Bingpai.

Before I could count where the eighth room was, I heard a rough voice coming from not far away:

"Ms. Xu, it's not easy for you to raise a child. Why don't you follow me, Old Dong, and I will ensure that you and Nier have spiritual beast meat to eat every day!"

Standing at the door of a small shop ahead was a tall and sturdy man with a rough appearance and iron-black skin.

The body was covered with an unknown animal skin, which was stained with blood and had many oil stains.

"Fellow Taoist Dong, I don't want to remarry just yet. Please don't block the door and hinder my business!"

Inside the shop stood a beautiful woman wearing a yellow dress with a tall figure and soft skin reflecting the snow.

Her face was sullen and slightly red, and her mood was obviously fluctuating greatly.

"The sun is almost setting, how can there be any business!"

The big black man laughed and blocked the door, not caring.

At this moment, a gentle voice came: "Madam boss, are you still doing business?"

Butcher Dong looked back.

But it was a young man, dressed in green clothes, with black hair shawl, and a gentle smile on his face.

"Let's go! Let's go! The boss lady has something to do today and we won't be open!"

Butcher Dong waved his hand impatiently, turned around and flirted with the beautiful woman in the room.

"You're not the boss, why should you make decisions for others?"

Xia Chen walked forward with a calm expression.

"Boy, you want to die, right?"

Butcher Dong's face immediately darkened, and the fat on his face trembled at this moment, looking very ferocious and terrifying.

"Brother Chen? Why are you here?"

There was a sound of surprise from inside the store, but it was Mrs. Xu who came out.

"Of course I'm here to pay the rent!" Xia Chen smiled.

"It turns out to be a pretty boy!"

Butcher Dong was even more angry when he saw that Xia Chen ignored him, so he raised his huge fist, rushed over and hit him hard, in order to teach him a lesson.

Just when it was about to hit, the boy dodged with an extremely weird gesture.

He made a mistake and almost fell down.

"Good boy!"

Butcher Dong steadied himself, shouted loudly, and was about to kill again.

At this time, Madam Xu stepped forward and said sternly: "Fellow Daoist Dong, if you do this again, I will call the people from the Demon Suppression Division!"

When Butcher Dong heard this, he immediately stopped.

The Demon Suppression Department is an important department under the jurisdiction of the Jin State. It has many powerful people and is responsible for killing demons and maintaining public order.

As one of the important towns in the Jin Kingdom, Qixia Town also has a Demon Suppressor in charge.

At that moment Butcher Dong said bitterly: "Mrs. Xu, you will be mine sooner or later!"

Then he left reluctantly.

"Brother Chen, I made you laugh!"

Mrs. Xu smiled bitterly, and then welcomed Xia Chen in.

The interior of this shop is only about a dozen square meters and looks very small, but the layout is extremely leisurely and simple, and there is a faint fragrance inside.

Madam Xu brewed a pot of spiritual tea and brought it over.

“Good tea!”

Xia Chen took a sip of the tea and found that the fragrance was sweet and the spiritual energy was rich, giving it a unique taste.

"This is Lao Zhou's collection during his lifetime. I don't usually drink tea. If you think it tastes good, feel free to take it away. You're welcome!"

"How can this be possible!"

Xia Chen quickly refused, then looked around and asked curiously: "Where is Yun'er? Why don't you see her?"

"This butcher surnamed Dong always comes to harass me. I was afraid that she would use Yun'er as a blackmail, so I temporarily sent her to a good friend of the Xianzong to take care of her for a while." Mrs. Xu sighed.

"What is the origin of Butcher Dong?" Xia Chen asked.

Mrs. Xu said: "Butcher Dong is a seller of spiritual meat on West Street. He is also a casual cultivator. He lives in Room 2, Bing Pai. Since I moved here a year ago, he has come to harass me many times."

"So, Butcher Dong actually has no background..."

Xia Chen was thoughtful.

Madam Xu saw Xia Chen's appearance and said quickly: "This Butcher Dong is a part-time killer of spiritual beasts. He not only has the strength of the sixth level of Qi refining, he is also proficient in body refining. He is very powerful. He can be said to be unparalleled in this area of ​​West Street." If you dare to mess with me, Brother Chen, please don’t mess around.”

"I'm just a young monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining. How can I mess up?"

Xia Chen smiled.

Then he took out baskets of spiritual rice from the storage bag.

"This is this year's rent, totaling 1,500 kilograms. Madam Xu can weigh it."

"Didn't we agree that it would be forty pounds per acre? How come there are ten more acres?" Madam Xu was a little shocked, "And this is Yuling rice!"

"This year's thirty acres of paddy fields had a bumper harvest, so I was given an extra ten kilograms per acres. Moreover, the quality of Yuling rice is of high quality. Sinong Palace gave me a lot of contribution points. After all, I made a lot of money, so Mrs. Xu Don't delay it!" Xia Chen said.

"So, I got a big advantage!"

Mrs. Xu hesitated for a moment, but accepted it.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now!"

Xia Chen bowed his hands and was about to leave.

Madam Xu said quickly: "It's getting late. If Brother Chen returns to the Xuzihao shantytown, it won't be safe on the road. It's better to stay here for one night."

When Xia Chen heard this, he stopped and hesitated.

Although it sounds unpleasant to say, it is not a good thing to spread the word about this night at the widow's door.

"Brother Chen, don't think too much, I'm staying at Aunt Wang's house next door tonight!" Mrs. Xu said quickly.

"Then thank you so much, Mrs. Xu!"

Xia Chen didn't show any pretense and immediately agreed.

——

At night, the moon and stars are sparse.

Xia Chen was lying in Xiao Yun'er's room. Seeing that it was late at night, he took out a box of pink potion from the treasure bag, which looked a bit similar to perfume.

If you don't lick the dog, you won't take over. Mrs. Xu, Xiao Yun'er and even the dead Zhou Yang are all foreshadowing, buried deep.