Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"This is Ah Qiu's spirit card."

Father Shen's expression was a little embarrassed, and he obviously understood that his behavior of giving away his son's tablet was very strange:

"Although I am stupid, I also understand that it is not normal for Ah Qiu to be born like that...Of course, he is by no means weird! Nor is he a ghost! When Ah Qiu was born, in order to deceive the underworld and prolong his life, I made him The tablet made him live in the world as a 'black household'."

"Cheated Yin Division... Can this kind of thing be done?!"

"This is the secret method of the royal family of Southern Chu... that is, the mortal dynasty that once ruled this land. Our Shen family once had a daughter who entered the harem and passed on part of this secret method," Father Shen explained: "Use This secret method can prolong the lifespan of the deceased, but with the decline of the body, it is still unable to defy the destiny..."

But sad is an exception.

He is different from those mortals who are about to die and rely on secret methods to survive. His body is "intact", and it is also an indestructible "weird", so Shenchou survived in a special state.

Of course, Shen's father will not admit that his son and 'weird' are in a state of coexistence.

Zhenyan vaguely understood Shen's state, and he noticed that Shen's father looked at him with eyes full of awareness and expectation.

Zhenyan knew that as long as he asked, Shen's father would be willing to tell him the "secret method" in exchange for the right to let Shenchou stay in Bailu Village and continue to learn how to make spiritual food.

But this 'tuition fee' is too exaggerated!

Zhenyan said helplessly, "Even if you don't do this, I won't fire Shenchou!"

But how many times that brat got into trouble, it's hard to say.

Father Shen obviously understood this too.

"This secret method can not only prolong the lifespan of ordinary people," the old man eagerly sold: "There is the soul and soul of Ah Qiu on the tablet. As long as you hold the tablet, you can know the opponent's position and condition, and even control the opponent's life and death— —”

Wow, so cruel? !

Zhenyan suddenly realized what it was like to be handed a whip by a parent and a teacher who said "If you don't obey me, beat me hard"!

But Shenchou's physique would be much better if she had a tablet and could monitor her all the time.

"You can't blame everything on the teacher!" Zhenyan said with a headache.

"Little Immortal Nangong?"

"By the way, old man, besides Shenchou, are there any other relatives in your family?" Zhenyan asked suddenly.

"No more, Bailu City has become like that, how could there be other relatives." Father Shen replied inexplicably.

"It's just you and Shen Chou? Then what do you usually do for a living?"

"In the early years, I was hunting, but when I got old, I couldn't do it anymore. Fortunately, the skill of blending leather was still there, so I became a cobbler."

"Nangpi, then go to the Orion in the village to see if there is anything that can help, and I will say hello to the village chief later," Zhenyan said, pressing the tablet back into the old man's arms, "As for your Boy, the school only cares about the class time, and you can watch it by yourself at other times!"

"You let me live in the village too?!" Father Shen was stunned for a moment, feeling like a big pie had fallen from the sky.

"Just to accompany you!" Zhenyan corrected.

As Zhenyan said this, he suddenly felt that this was a brilliant idea.

Anyway, he has to complete the [third ring of the main task], but he doesn't want strangers who don't know the details to enter this village, so he might as well let some parents of the students follow along. On the one hand, when inspecting the students, he also inspects the parents. Talented people will stay as permanent residents, and on the one hand, it will also offset the "tuition fee".

Well, since one student collected the "tuition fee", the other students also collected it.

Zhenyan decided to go back to the village head and discuss it in detail.

He nodded to Shen's father now: "You'd better take care of Shen You, I don't care what he is, but I absolutely don't want the last 'accident' to happen again!"

"Of course! I will take good care of that bastard!" Shen's father was moved, and wanted to bend down again: "Young master, you are so kind——"

"Are you finished yet?!"

Finally getting rid of Shen's father's entanglement, Zhenyan returned to the cave naturally a little later than usual.

But to Zhenyan's surprise, Nangong Qin didn't wait to have dinner with him today. Sitting at the dining table was the Frost Centipede with the white-haired version of Nangong Qin's skin.

"Nangongqin is refining magic weapons and has no time to play house with you," Frost Centipede told him, "If you want to pay tribute to something, just give it to me!"

"Shameless!" Shengyu scolded Frost Centipede.

Zhenyan asked strangely, "What kind of magic weapon are you refining?"

"It's probably defensive! You scared him before, and he felt that he almost lost you," Frost Centipede smiled, and deliberately glanced at Shengyu: "It's all because this stupid bird is too incompetent."

So the magic weapon was still refined for me?

Zhenyan frowned.

"Yo..." Shengyu felt a little guilty when he mentioned what happened that night.

Without the sound of this noisy bird, the atmosphere in the hall was a little silent for a while.

Zhenyan turned and walked away listlessly.

The Frost Centipede was shocked: "Aren't you going to eat dinner today?" Then what's the point of it waiting here?

"I don't want to eat." A table for one person is simply boring!

Frost Centipede stared blankly at Zhenyan's back: "I thought that guy was somewhat reluctant to stay here! I didn't expect him to really like Nangong Qin?!"

"The master and the young master are relatives, grandparents, so it's not natural to like them!" Sheng Yu said.

"Forget my brain cramps, I actually discussed this issue with you."

The Frost Centipede rolled its eyes with Nangong Qin's face, and before Shengyu pecked at him, it returned to its original shape and burrowed into the ground.

Zhenyan returned to the room and found that she didn't know what to do.

He usually had dinner with Nangongqin, and was checked by Nangongqin on his homework, and was instructed on some matters of practice, so after two sessions of cultivating immortals, it was almost time for him to wash up and go to bed. At most, he would read some "novels" before going to bed. .

But with Zhenyan alone, he didn't want to do that.

Eating dinner alone is boring, and playing bubble shooter alone is even more boring.

At least it should be upgraded to Plants vs. Zombies!

Zhenyan rolled lazily on the bed a few times, and for some reason he remembered the nightmare of last night, especially the human body burst by black water in the dream, he laughed twice and sat up.

"Just make up the lessons by yourself."

Nangong Zhenyan muttered so, and went to look through his "novels".

This pile of "fiction" is the jade slips that Zhenyan found at the bottom of the well last time. Most of them contain various diaries. Zhenyan usually reads them as novels, and also learns about the customs of this world by the way.

He usually looks at it casually, but after experiencing a "weird" incident this time, Zhenyan found a "diary" of a martial artist, trying to learn more about sword skills through words.

As it turned out, this approach did not make people enjoy eating barbecue.

The characters on the jade slips were in vertical or traditional characters. Zhenyan only read a few lines before closing his eyes in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself dressed as a martial artist, standing on the streets of White Deer City, and in front of him was a black liquid and a crowd infected by the black liquid.

...is this dream again? !

Isn't it already resolved? !