I was threatened by a super fierce apprentice

After entering the town, Luo Heng didn't follow the people back to the inn, but wandered around the town.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Luo Heng knew who it was without raising his head.

"Does the suzerain have any thoughts about this heavy snow?"

"No."

Seeing how people cherish words like gold, Luo Heng raised his eyebrows.

The two of them chatted one after another while walking along the edge of the town, but in the end they still found nothing, neither did they find any abnormalities, nor did they find any other abnormalities.

There were quite a few snowflakes on his body at this time, Luo Heng immediately used a spiritual energy to clean up the filth on his body, and then walked back.

There were no people on the street, only monks walking outside. Ordinary people were not prepared for the sudden cold, so they could only stay at home and burn charcoal to keep warm.

Luo Heng saw the pawnshop from yesterday. The pawnshop was half-closed at this moment, and a wisp of intermittent white smoke came out from inside. Luo Heng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, a man with gray temples came out and opened the door.

Luo Heng smiled at the person, "Shopkeeper, we meet again."

The shopkeeper of the pawn shop was also surprised when he saw Luo Heng, with his hands curled up in his cuffs, "Are you here to pawn calligraphy and painting again?"

Hearing this, Luo Heng laughed, "I don't think pawning can pawn anything. The most expensive thing in my body is the clothes I'm wearing now with your money. If you pawn any more, you can only pawn me out. "

Luoheng paused, glanced at the people behind him, and continued to smile: "However, now that there are people who provide food and shelter, it's not so shabby."

"Then why are you here?"

Luo Heng said: "Just passing by, I just want to come and see you, how long has the shopkeeper been here?"

Luo Heng walked to the charcoal fire together, stretched out his hands and put his hands on top of the fire, while Bai Xie behind him just stood aside and said nothing.

"It's been about ten years." The shopkeeper glanced at him, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, isn't the monk not afraid of the cold, so why not come to warm up with him.

"It's been a long time. Have you ever encountered such a situation before?" Luo Heng continued to ask.

The shopkeeper shook his head, "No."

"In the past month or so, there is something strange, or someone has been wandering around the town recently." Luo Heng continued to ask.

The shopkeeper's furrowed face paused a bit, his eyes were drawn into a straight line, and he thought for a long time before saying, "There have been quite a lot of people in Linlang Town in the past month, but there are a group of monks who have stayed here for a long time and have been wandering around. , and didn’t go out to fight demons, isn’t that strange?”

After all, many monks came to this small town, usually only rested for a day or two before leaving.

Luo Heng raised his eyebrows, "Are those monks still there?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to have seen them recently." The shopkeeper's gaze wandered outside the snow, the flesh on his face trembled, and he asked, "Did something happen?"

Luo Heng lowered his head pensively to think about what the man said just now, and then said to the man after a while: "Well... I'm not sure, but the shopkeeper closes the door at night, don't go out if you have nothing to do, and don't even hear the sound." go out."

"It's almost time for lunch, is the shopkeeper ready for lunch?"

The shopkeeper frowned, "No."

Immediately thinking of something, he continued, "Unless you write something for me."

Luo Heng smiled, "Ant characters, what's so good about it, it's useless if there are no spelling characters."

Luo Heng clapped his hands, got up, and said to Bai Xie, "Sect Master Bai, go back, there is no lunch here."

Bai Xie didn't say anything, and left following his footsteps, "Fellow Daoist Luo seems to know what's going to happen recently."

Luo Heng smiled, "Intuitively, such a huge formation won't last long, they can't possibly spend so much effort just to trap us for a few days."

The implication is that the other party is sure to make a move, but they don't know when they will do it, and the spiritual power in the air is so thin, which is not a good omen for their monks.

The two chatted halfway, and then went back to the inn.

"Sovereign, did you find anything?" When the other people saw Bai Xie, they rushed forward to ask.

Obviously, many people have discovered the abnormality, and Bai Xie is the person with the highest cultivation level here, so naturally many people put their hopes on Bai Xie.

Seeing this, Luo Heng cleverly bypassed the people rushing up, and called the waiter from the inn, and asked someone to deliver food.

Bai Xie said: "Nothing has been discovered, but there may be a fierce battle to be fought recently, you save some spiritual power, the spiritual power in the air is already too thin for you to recover."

After finishing speaking, Bai Xie glanced at Luo Heng who was eating with gusto not far away, and then walked back to his room.

Luo Heng looked over there while eating the two bowls of side dishes in front of him. Finally, after Bai Xie left, the crowd dispersed.

After Bai Xie left, Little Lingdang also walked towards Luo Heng. Luo Heng looked at him and said, "Do you want to have dinner together, Little Lingdang?"

Little Bell shook his head, who still has the heart to eat at this moment, seeing Luo Heng eating so much, he couldn't help muttering: "Fellow Daoist Luo, shouldn't your cultivation be bigu, why are you so obsessed with eating? Isn’t there a saying that monks should avoid being greedy for food and drink?”

Since yesterday, he found that Luo Heng has been eating. He usually eats too, but usually he is not too greedy, and he will give up after a few bites. It's like I haven't eaten for several days.

Luo Heng swallowed the contents of his mouth slowly, and then said slowly: "Cultivation is part of it, and food must be enjoyed. The two do not conflict."

After Bai Xie returned to his room, he quietly left through the window and returned to the shop where he pawned.

The shopkeeper was eating hot noodles at this time, and seeing that there was suddenly an extra person in the room, he was a little panicked, maybe he just declined someone saying that he didn't prepare lunch, so he came to settle the score with him now.

The shopkeeper put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and saluted respectfully. The man in front of him, with sharp eyebrows, was obviously not as easy to talk to as the monk he was talking to just now.

"This expert, what do you want me to do?"

Bai Xie said: "You said just now that you wanted that person to inscription for you. Do you have his calligraphy and painting here?"

The shopkeeper was a little puzzled, but in the end he took out the fan from his locker and handed it over, "Is this what the master is talking about?"

Bai Xie looked at the unfamiliar font, "Are you sure it's this?"

The shopkeeper respectfully said, "It is indeed this one. The words on the fan were written by someone I saw with my own eyes yesterday."

Bai Xie saw that people's faces couldn't be fake, he frowned, and said immediately: "I want this fan, how much do you sell it for?"

The shopkeeper swallowed, a little puzzled, weren't the two friends just now, if you like to ask that person to write more copies, why don't you go to such lengths to buy from him.

Why are the current monks getting more and more strange.

Although he was a bit reluctant, but he couldn't beat him, he could only negotiate a price and sell the fan.

Bai Xie returned to the room with the fan, spread it out on the table, and took out a few manuals from the storage ring.

The handwriting of the fan is like a dragon, unrestrained and free, while the handbook's handwriting is strong and well-behaved, fully showing the personalities of the two people.

One is extremely lazy, the other is high above the iceberg, dismissive.

There was no trace of resemblance, the ring only recognized the breath of that person, and it would not fall unless the person died, Bai Xie clenched his fist.

He said he would come back to seek revenge on himself.

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