Attunement into fine rules

The seven days passed by leisurely, and in a blink of an eye it was time to come to the fairy gate to receive him.

Wei Yuan, Wei Lang, Wei Hu and Lichen, together with a few servants from Changping Courtyard, drove an ox cart to Zhuocuiju to see Er Zhuang off.

"Be careful, don't bump into the little fairy boy's suitcase."

"Quickly, quickly, move it around, put the big ones here and this way."

While talking, the servants quickly unloaded large and small parcels from the bullock cart and piled them up into a hill beside Zhuocuiju.

Er Zhuang held the Monopoly chess box in his arms, and was led by Lichen to give his parting instructions——

"After entering the immortal gate, learn from the immortal masters, and ask more questions if you don't know it."

Er Zhuang nodded: "Yeah."

"Be polite, respect those who are older than you, and love those who are younger than you."

Er Zhuang nodded again: "Yeah."

"Be diligent and clean, tidy yourself up every day, and keep your clothes neat, so that you won't be annoying."

Er Zhuang nodded again, looked up at Lichen and showed a bright smile: "I know, mother."

Lichen burst into tears, and suddenly stretched out her hand, holding Er Zhuang tightly into her arms with sobs: "Er Zhuang, if your stepmother isn't by your side in the future, you have to be well."

"Work hard at ordinary times, and don't stand out and be brave when you encounter danger."

"Always be distracted when you see people, don't be fooled and don't know..."

Tears wet Er Zhuang's shoulders.

Wei Yuan sat aside, watching Lichen mother and child say goodbye.

It was Lichen who begged him at the beginning, and he had to bring Er Zhuang to Jicheng not far away for thousands of miles, looking for a chance to enter the immortal gate.

However, now that she got what she wanted, she was the one who cried the most.

After all, the separation is imminent, and this parting has been separated forever, and the mother and son don't know when they will meet again.

It's a bit like what I saw in my previous life, the parents who sent their children to study in other places.

No matter how reluctant you are, you can't stop your child's future.

But at that time, with mobile phones and computers, even if you miss your children, you can still make video calls from time to time and tell about the current situation.

And if Er Zhuang failed to imitate himself in Xianmen and get the chance to visit at home, he would really have no news from now on.

After waiting in Zhuocuiju for a while, I saw a stream of light flashing across the sky, a young Taoist priest in black clothes came with a sword, with a graceful posture and a sash fluttering, and slowly landed from the midair to the ground.

When the surrounding people saw it, they kowtowed to the ground one after another.

The old Taoist who tested the spirit root before saw it, and hurriedly held the dust whisk in his hand, went forward to perform the junior salute, bowed deeply, and said, "Welcome Master Yin."

"Where is little fellow daoist?" The young Taoist priest responded with a slight hook of his lips, and stepped forward.

Er Zhuang and the child who was the first to detect the spiritual root that day came out. The young Taoist looked at it, smiled and touched the tops of the two of them, saying: "It's rare that there are two of them this time."

"No, but it's not unusual." The old man interrupted quickly, "What's strange is that these two people belong to the three spiritual roots of fire, earth and wood."

"That's really a coincidence." The young Taoist took out two rings from his arms and put them on Er Zhuang and the boy respectively, "But even if they are both three spiritual roots, their distribution should be different. You will know it when you enter the body."

Er Zhuo held up the golden ring on his index finger, raised his head and asked the young Taoist: "Master Immortal, what is this?"

"Storage ring." The young Taoist pointed to the parcel boxes piled up on the side, "Those are all your things, right?"

Er Zhuang replied: "Yes."

"Wipe this storage ring, and you can take all these things to the fairy gate." The young Taoist explained, "Go over and try."

Er Zhuang walked over according to his words, wiped the ring on his finger, and saw an invisible big mouth appeared in the midair, and the package cage stacked half a person's height was swallowed in one go, and disappeared.

When everyone was amazed there, the old Taoist priest who only listened to the spiritual root stroked his beard and smiled: "The storage ring of the two little fellow Taoists is only the most basic, and ordinary people without spiritual power can use it. The space is about half the size of a room."

"If it is a storage device of great power in the immortal sect, it is said that there are mountains, rivers, and various forms of life in it, and it can form a small world of its own."

Wei Yuan heard that ordinary people could use it, and wondered if there was any place for sale of this storage ring, and if so, he would get one himself and study it.

After the young Taoist taught Er Zhuang how to use the storage ring, he stared at Wei Yuan for a while, then suddenly said: "This young master is very beautiful."

Wei Yuan had never heard such a straightforward compliment, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the young Taoist priest said seriously: "Where the mountains are strange and the water is spiritual, there must be treasures of heaven and earth; , and there are often outstanding and unique places.”

"My name is Yuanbai, maybe we will meet again in the future."

After speaking, he cupped his fists towards Wei Yuan, summoned the three-foot flying sword, let the two of them climb up together, and then walked away with the sword.

Wei Lang whispered beside Wei Yuan: "Hey, it's not a good thing to be courteous for nothing."

Wei Yuan pretended not to hear it, and looked at the sky: "Let's go to Baibaozhai."

Baibaozhai is the largest luxury store in Jicheng, specializing in selling rare items, usually at high prices.

If it is something that is not sold in Baibaozhai for the time being, you can also place an order, pay a certain deposit, sign a contract with the shopkeeper and negotiate the price, and let him buy the goods you want.

A few days ago, Wei Yuan ordered a set of classics on the introduction to refining qi, and he happened to go to get them now.

This low-level practice method is not a secret.

However, those who can practice this are basically led to the Immortal Gate, where there is a hand-in-hand system taught by an immortal master, which is safe and convenient, and there is no need to buy books to explore on their own.

For those who cannot practice, it is useless to buy and read, a waste of time and money.

Therefore, there are few rumors in the world. If Wei Yuan wanted to find a copy to read, he had to go to Baibaozhai to make a reservation.

Bearing the title of Mr. Inspector, and with a generous hand, Wei Yuan just entered Baibaozhai, when he saw the fat shopkeeper smiling all over his face, and asked the store clerk to take out a bookcase and hand it over: "The goods just arrived this morning, originally I wanted to send someone to the mansion, but I didn't expect the Second Young Master to come here in person, it's true, it's true."

Wei Yuan asked Wei Lang to pick it up, and said, "I'm passing by, I'll pick it up by the way."

"By the way, can you reserve a storage ring here, the kind that ordinary people can use?"

"Ah, that's a rare item." The fat shopkeeper was startled when he heard this, "Except for those from the immortal sect and the royal family, there are very few of them in the world."

"Second Young Master, if you want it, of course we can send people to search for it, but it's not certain whether we can find the whereabouts and finally get it."

Wei Yuan nodded: "Then let's inquire first, money is not a problem."

Wei Yuan and his party left Baibaozhai, and just as they were about to board the car and return to the Governor's Mansion, they saw two strong men dragging a bloody man towards them.

The man was naked with scars, messy hair covering his face, and his hands and feet were twisted at abnormal angles. They had obviously been broken. There was an iron ring around his neck, and an iron chain was welded to it.

Two strong men tied the iron chain to a thick willow tree, and began to shout hoarsely: "It's cheap! It's cheap! You only need two hundred cash, and you can bring home a living person!"

Nowadays, if you buy a maid in Jicheng, it will cost ten taels or eight taels. If it is good-looking, or someone who can read and write, can settle accounts and has a skill, it will be more expensive.

It's really cheap to buy an individual for two hundred coins.

Soon people gathered around to look at it, but no one bid to buy it.

"Look at it, look at it, if you want to buy it back like this, should you buy it for an old man to take back and raise it, or buy it to do good deeds and collect the corpse?" Some of the onlookers shook their heads, "Don't say two hundred coins, even if you give it away for free, you will lose money." gone."

Despite all the discussions around him, the man just curled up under the willow tree, his body was thin and thin, his two thin shoulder blades stretched out like butterfly wings on his back, like some kind of injured small animal.

The strong man who sold people was anxious when he heard this, and said: "This man was confiscated from the family of a high-ranking official in the imperial city, and he was sold to our Yixiangyuan. Don't look at him now, he was also fine-skinned and tender before. What about the young master who can't do it!"

"Just because he was disobedient, scratched his face, and ruined my mother's business, he was discounted and sold at a low price here."

After finishing speaking, the strong man picked up a bucket of water placed in front of the door of the merchant, ordered his companion to grab the man's messy hair, and then poured it on head and face.

The blood on his face was washed away, and the surrounding crowd let out an "ah" in unison.

This person's complexion was pale, trembling slightly, his facial features were beautiful, and the brows were full of sadness after experiencing the impermanence of the world.

Probably because of the unbearable pain of the amputated limb, he bit his lower lip hard with his white teeth, only a little bit of bright red exuded from his lips on the whole pale face, like a red plum falling in the snow, it was really very touching.

It's just that there is a fleshy wound on the left cheek, like a torn beauty scroll, destroying the entire face.

The strong man grabbed the man's hair, forced him to raise his chin, triumphantly let the onlookers see clearly: "Look at it, come and see, just this face, is it worth two hundred dollars?"

"What... no, isn't it all scratched?" Someone was tempted, but still wanted to bargain, so he yelled.

"Stupid or not, if this person is good, he can still sell you two hundred dollars?!" The strong man stared, "If you list in our Yixiangyuan, you will have to charge ten taels of silver for one night!"

"Two hundred dollars, take it home and just play, even if you die after playing for three to five days, you won't be fooled or suffer!"

The strong man wanted to continue selling, but he heard a clear and shallow voice——

"What's his name?"

As soon as he turned around, he saw a young man sitting on a cart.

People like them who hang out in brothels and markets have the most poisonous eyes. When they see the other party in robes and a slave by their side, they know that they are not easy to mess with. Lin...his name is Jin Lin."

Of course, Jin Lin is not the person's original name, but the name he took after he entered the brothel.

Jin Lin heard the noisy bargaining voices around him and suddenly became quiet. He raised his eyes and vaguely saw a young man in a wheelbarrow in his blurred vision.

There was an indistinct smile on his lips, full of sarcasm.

It's a disability.