It is said that Shizun is a devil

Although there was a problem with communication, the group of people had good eyesight. After wandering the streets for a long time, they finally found a bookstore.

The snow in Snow City flutters in four seasons, and it does not melt all year round. It may not be the natural snowfall in the sky, but a lot of it may be the floating snow blown down by the wind from the surrounding snow mountains.Surrounded by snow-capped mountains on all sides, there is no mud in the snow city, and the so-called streets are just flat snowy roads. The houses on both sides of the street are not stone or wood, but houses piled up with huge ice blocks.In such a house, a fire can be used, but even if a fire is lit, it cannot reach the level of warmth.

A place like a bookstore where books are stored is even more fire-proof and afraid of fire, and there is not even a brazier.

The followers picked up a book, opened it, and found that there were also books written in the common language. They couldn't help complaining: "I don't believe that no one reads these books! Why can't I find anyone who speaks the common language!"

The bookstore owner sitting behind the counter raised his head from the book and said calmly, "Maybe you are blind."

Congregation: "..."

Meeting someone who can communicate is really like rain after a long drought, Han Jin showed a familiar smile: "Boss, we are from other places, so I want to ask you something."

The boss nodded: "Idiots can see that you are foreigners."

Han Jin: "..."

The little white sheep burst out laughing, and jumped up to the counter: "Hey, boy, I admire you!"

The boss still has the same cold face as the temperature of the bookstore: "But I don't want to be appreciated by a sheep, as if I have also become a sheep."

Little Aries: "..."

Our side lost three generals one after another, and Han Jing, who could not speak at all, stepped forward timidly, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, is there any inn near here?"

The boss glanced at him, Han Jing was ready to be bullied, but it seemed that the boss was not interested because of his weak combat power, so the boss just closed the book calmly: "How many spirit stones do you have?"

Han Jing: "... there should be... quite a lot?"

The boss said: "If there are many spirit stones, you can live in my house. Not only will you provide board and lodging, but you can also provide translation. If there are few spirit stones, turn right when you go out and walk to the end. There is a row of igloos connected together. It's the inn."

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing turned to look at Han Jin, Han Jin looked at the little white sheep, and the little white sheep shook his body proudly: "We have money! We have nothing but money! We must not be short of money!"

The boss stretched out his hand in front of the sheep: "One hundred middle-grade spirit stones, thank you for taking care of the business."

Little White Sheep: "...What is the price of the inn that turns right and then turns right?"

"Three low-grade spirit stones for one night."

Little White Sheep: "..." How dare you say it out loud. She looks white and clean, but I didn't expect it to be ice brick skin. It looks crystal clear and looks really good. It's actually so thick that it can't be smashed!

The boss kept extending his hand and added expressionlessly: "Oh, by the way, it's a room with one hundred middle-grade spirit stones a night."

Little Aries: "..."

The claws of the big monster who are not short of money are shaking!Who can manage this sinister world!

The world is white, and the snow is soft and clear, pure and flawless.However, there is a black heart in this city!It's so black it shines and it's especially aboveboard!Little Aries looked at the bookstore owner in front of him, and felt his heart was so cold, he was blinded by that face!

Fuwang sneezed.

Little White Sheep: "Here you are, but we want to live warmly."

The boss stood up from behind the counter: "Thank you for your patronage, and try to keep it as warm as possible."

Little White Sheep: "..." Try... Are all the money grabbers so confident now?

Behind the bookstore are several semi-circular igloos, like snowballs that have been truncated down the middle and lying softly on the ground. There are not many rooms, but they are enough to live in, because the little white sheep and Fuwang do not take up any space.

"I want to live in this one." All the followers pointed to the leftmost igloo.

Little Aries gritted his teeth: "There is no 'I', only 'we', you still want to live in a single room in such an expensive house?"

Congregation: "Oh."

So Han Jing lived in the same room with the little white sheep Fuwang, and Han Jin lived in the same room with the followers.

The followers were worried: "No, Han Jin likes men! If Midnight plots against me, I will feel sorry for Han Jing."

Han Jin looked at him calmly: "You think too much, I'm not interested in men, women, fairies or fairies other than Han Jing."

The followers: "..." The oiran is shameless!

The little white sheep rubbed its paws: "What do you mean when you say that you are going to feel sorry for Han Jing? If he plots against you, just shout and beat him to death!"

Congregation: "I'm just a delicate little fairy!"

The little white sheep's paws itch.

After finally settling down in this unscrupulous homestay, the boss took two gleaming top-grade spirit stones and looked them over in the harsh sunlight of Syracuse: "Really, wait, I'll get you something to eat."

Little Aries felt that the big demon's character was insulted: "Of course it's true! Will the big demon still lie to you?"

Boss: "After all, he is a pauper with five people living in only two rooms."

Little Aries: "..."

The crowd grabbed the little white sheep whose paws were shining with a glare and cold light in mid-air: "Calm down, don't get angry, illiterate outsiders can't help it."

Little White Sheep: "..." Did you come here to persuade us to fight!

Although the boss is annoying, his craftsmanship is good, but within half an hour, he served a roasted whole lamb. He is tall and has no bulging muscles, but he holds a tray with the same length as Fuwang's height in one hand. , There is also a whole roasted whole lamb on the plate, which is completely effortless, but when the roasted whole lamb is put down, the eyes keep looking at the little white lamb, which is weird.

Little Aries felt angry when he looked at him, no matter how cold the weather was, it couldn't extinguish the fire in his heart!

"What kind of eyes do you have!"

The boss looked at the hot and fragrant roast whole lamb expressionlessly, then at the little white lamb, and said slowly: "It's nothing, can you eat it?"

The little white sheep was furious: "What if I say I can't?"

Boss: "Oh, anyway, you are a big demon, you shouldn't starve to death."

Little Aries: "..."

The crowd grabbed the little white sheep whose paws were shining with a glare and cold light in mid-air: "Calm down, don't get angry, illiterate outsiders can't help it."

Little White Sheep: "..." You don't even change your lines, so you are perfunctory to me? !

The boss' fighting power is amazing, the little white sheep has already fallen, and the followers are unreliable at all, so Han Jin can only bite the bullet: "What's the boss's name?"

Boss: "Your surname is Chen."

Han Jin: "..." Normally, shouldn't the surname be Chen?Is it really appropriate to be so thick-skinned?No wonder I live alone!You deserve to be single forever!

Han Jin adjusted his mood: "Does Boss Chen know anything about the Lin family in Xueyuan? Our trip is to visit friends in the Lin family, but the friendship with the Lin family is a matter of the previous generation. I want to know what is going on with the Lin family now?"

Boss Chen said: "I know a little about the Lin family. The current head of the Lin family, Lin Shenshen, is my classmate."

Han Jin was surprised: "Lin Shenshen, the current head of the Lin family is actually a woman?"

Boss Chen was expressionless: "No, it's a man, but the name is a bit sissy."

Han Jin: "..." How did this person live to such an age without being beaten to death!

Boss Chen: "Although Lin Shenshen's name is a mother, she is not a mother in appearance. He has big arms, big waist, round head and big feet, as big as a meatball. If you are looking for him, you will definitely not mistake him."

Han Jin: "..." I suddenly sympathized with that Lin Shenshen!

Boss Chen: "The Lin family is in the center of the city. There is an ice dragon on the left and right of the door, but it has been covered in snow and turned into two big earthworms."

Han Jin: "Oh, thank you."

Boss Chen: "You're welcome, we are guests after all."

Even when he was young like Fuwang, the thought in his head at this moment was: So you still remember that you took two top-grade spirit stones!

After running around for days, it was finally stable. Although it was an igloo, the room was covered with a small sun array with spirit stones, just like the warm sun on the grassland in spring. The role of two high-grade spirit stones.Although Fuwang's body is much stronger than that of ordinary children, and he was wrapped in thick fox fur in advance, he still couldn't bear the environment where ordinary people can't survive. Worry.Han Jin told the boss that although the boss can't speak, he is reliable in his work, so he quickly brought back the medicine and asked Fuwang to take it.

Get enough rest and get down to business.Going out basically doesn’t require Fuwang’s participation. Han Jing is in the study and continues to teach Fuwang how to read and explain the four books and five classics of human beings.

Because there were a few more wealthy guests, the bookstore also set up a sun array for these guests to read.Fuwang took off his fox fur, sat on a small stool in his unlined clothes, looked at the small blackboard in Hanjing, and followed each word.

Sitting behind the counter, Boss Chen watched the big and small ones teach each other very seriously, and suddenly asked, "Is this child a birthmark on his neck?"

Han Jing thumped in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, and asked nervously, "What birthmark?"

The boss pointed at the back of Fuwang's neck: "That inverted triangle red mark, is it a birthmark?"

Han Jing waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, you are wrong."

Boss: "...I can see it clearly, it's a red inverted triangle birthmark."

Han Jing decided to deny it to death: "No! Nothing!"

The boss curled his lips and said indifferently, "Have you heard of that legend?"

Han Jing was nervously stammering again: "What... what legend? Everyone is hundreds of years old, so don't believe the rumors."

The boss was unmoved: "It's the words of the Yin-Yang Patriarch Dongji before his death. The triangle is reversed, the universe is reversed, his son will die, and the world will be peaceful."

Han Jing felt that the barrier was a bit leaky: "What... what do you mean?"

Boss Chen turned his gaze back to the book: "It's nothing interesting, it's just a boring prophecy."