The grid boss fucks his old business

There are shallow streams gurgling by the side, and low hills in front of them, green and yellow. The bright sun just disappeared into the clouds at some point, and the thick clouds are precariously pressing on the field. The sky is gray, and everything is dimmed. It fell down, as if it was going to change the sky.

"We have to go faster." Zhao Rongan suggested.

"Okay~" Wang Chu responded, pulled out the magic weapon, and added a burst of magic to the ox cart. The bull was stimulated, raised its hoof, accelerated forward, and started to run.

7. Transfer of interest

The clouds are getting denser and denser, and the occasional shards of sunlight shine through, but are instantly blocked.Wang Chu didn't sleep last night, and after tossing and tossing until now, he was extremely sleepy. He put a windshield on the roof, and leaned against the railing of the car to rest.

Zhao Rong'an is very well-trained, even though there is no one around, Wang Chu is still asleep, he still sits gracefully, quietly looking at the long distance outside the car.

Wang Chu set up an array, the wind could not blow into the bullock cart, but the ambient temperature did drop. Zhao Rongan was afraid that Wang Chu would catch a cold, so he wanted to find something to cover Wang Chu, but their bags were packed away. It was in Wang Chu's exquisite pocket, and there were no suitable clothes and soft quilts available for a while.

Zhao Rongan didn't want to disturb Wang Chu's rest, so he thought about it carefully, looked around, and saw that they were walking on the road, not even birds, poultry and livestock, not afraid of being watched by others, so he relaxed his mind and took out his own silver-patterned white robe , Shaking off, intending to act as a thin quilt and put it on for Wang Chu.

At this time, the sky was already very dark, but the white silver-patterned robe was still radiant and beautiful.

Wang Chu didn't sleep very deeply. When Zhao Rongan put on his robe, Wang Chu frowned slightly, but he didn't wake up after all, and fell asleep again.

Zhao Rong'an put on his robe, intending to loosen Wang Chu's hair so that he could sleep more comfortably, but at this moment, dozens of golden array patterns appeared one after another on the silver-patterned white robe.

Those Ming patterns are in different shapes, some are like turtles, some are complicated and obscure, and some are even drawn with strange characters and talismans. They are glowing, and several enchantments have been condensed around Wang Chuzhou's body. His hand shook to the side.

Zhao Rong'an was extremely surprised, and Wang Chu also woke up immediately.

As soon as Wang Chu woke up, he immediately realized what had happened, and immediately lifted the silver-patterned robe off his body, and the formation pattern disappeared in an instant.

"Are you okay?" Wang Chu looked solemn, and came over to visit Zhao Rongan. He was tall and straight, and he usually laughed and laughed, but now he was serious and tense, with a sense of majesty for no reason, which suppressed Zhao Rongan for a while.

"I'm fine, I don't know..." Zhao Rongan didn't know how to explain.

Seeing that nothing happened, Wang Chu returned to his smirk: "That's good, that's good. Master Zhao is a powerful baby, so I don't dare to make any mistakes. Thank you, Master Zhao, for your kindness. You'd better put it away quickly."

Zhao Rongan immediately nodded and put away his robe again.

Zhao Rongan had no memory at all, Wang Chu was afraid that something would happen again, so he didn't dare to take a rest, he saw that the weather was getting worse, so he added a speed-up formation, and carefully controlled the bullock cart.

Wang Chu and Zhao Rongan drove a daytime journey, and when they arrived in Luyang County, it was already midnight.

Entering the city, there is already a curfew, and all the shops are closed, only a small lamp hung by Wang Chu on the bullock cart illuminates the square inch for the two of them, in the unfamiliar alleys, they don't know where to stay for a while.

Fortunately, Luyang is under the jurisdiction of Guanghan City, even if it is far away from the main city, it is considered a rich place, and you can see people walking in the dark at night from a distance.

Wang Chu was afraid of attracting attention and causing trouble, so when he reached the outskirts of Luyang, he removed the formations on the bullock cart and drove on by himself.At this time, seeing Gengren, he drove there and stopped in front of Gengren.

When people saw the bullock cart approaching from a distance, they stopped and gave way to the side of the road. When the cart approached, they saw a young man dressed as a warrior jumping off it.

The young man acted recklessly, with the appearance of a prodigal son, with a short knife on his waist, and a man sitting on the bullock cart, hiding in the dark and not speaking, the beater was unavoidably nervous.

But the young man clasped his fists as soon as he landed, and said with a smile, "My little brother, I drove all the way with my friend before entering the city. I don't know if there is an inn where I can stay?"

More people saw that Wang Chuli was thoughtful and didn't look like a bad guy, so he immediately enthusiastically said: "Walk along this main street, and the biggest inn in Luyang is in front of it. There is a big signboard at the door, and a night light will be lit. But tomorrow There is an oiran from Guanghan City who came to Luyang to perform, and it’s at the Xiange Building on Hongxiu Street, hehe, a lot of people came here because of their reputation, there may not be any vacant rooms in the inn, you two can go try your luck.”

"Oh, the oiran of Guanghan City, that's amazing." Wang Chu's eyes lit up suddenly, "Thank you, thank you, then we'll go."

"Small things, small things~" More people saw that this person was quite polite and smiled, and watched Wang and Zhao leave.

This inn in Luyang is indeed very easy to find. On this wide main road, the facade alone is five times larger than an ordinary inn, and it is a rare two-story building.

There are two lanterns hanging at the entrance of the inn. Even in the dark night, you can clearly see the words on the gate - Rugui Inn.

Wang Chu went to knock on the door, and after a while, someone hurriedly came to open the door.

The waiter in the shop slept soundly, was knocked up to open the door, and saw that he was a not-so-rich Jianghu person, and he was not very happy for a moment, but after all, the visitor was a customer, so he had to reluctantly smile, not to be distracted Question: "Hero, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

"Yes, staying at the hotel." Wang Chu replied.

Xiaoer said: "Coincidentally, there is one room left, with good lighting, but it is a bit small. I don't know how many guests are there. Do you want to stay?"

Wang Chudao: "Two people, one cow, stay overnight first."

Xiao Er greeted Wang Chu and Zhao Rongan to enter the inn, the lights in the room were brighter, Xiao Er saw Zhao Rongan's outstanding appearance, he couldn't help being surprised, but seeing his plain clothes, he couldn't be sure what the identity of the other party was.

At this time, Wang Chu lowered his head slightly and asked Zhao Rong'an: "Master Zhao, there is only one room here, you can squeeze in with me tonight if you feel wronged." Zhao Rong'an nodded and let Wang Chu decide.

The waiter in the shop heard that he was a gentleman, so he changed his mind a few times, thinking that these two might not like to show off his wealth, he immediately put on a smile, and greeted Wang Chu and Zhao Rongan to the guest room upstairs, and even called out the same value The people went to install the ox cart.

When Wang Chu saw the waiter's appearance, he didn't know it. He laughed secretly, following the waiter's thoughts, he simply yelled and said: "My master is tired, and I will bring some hot water to relieve his fatigue. I must be satisfied with the waiter."

"Yes, yes, the little one will do it right away." Xiao Er sent it to the room, and then hurriedly withdrew to prepare hot water.

"Heh, I ran very quickly." Wang Chu smacked his lips, turned around and saw Zhao Rongan's eyelids were clenched, and he began to feel sleepy.

By the time he finished washing, Zhao Rong'an was extremely sleepy, and fell asleep on the bed, but he was talking in his dreams from time to time, and he looked very disturbed.

Wang Chu frowned slightly, picked up Zhao Rongan's hand, and drew a calming spell on the wrist. In order to prevent the formation from failing halfway like yesterday, Wang Chu specially increased it this time, and tucked his feet for him. Zhao Rongan Only then did I fall asleep.

Then Wang Chu changed into a set of dark clothes, took a saber, and set up a simple defensive circle in the room, then lightly jumped out of the window of the guest room and disappeared into the dark night.

As soon as Wang Chu left, Zhao Rong'an opened his eyes in the darkness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the defensive formation left by Wang Chu in the room. The formation glowed with a light golden light, protecting the room dutifully.

He raised his hand, looked at the laurel pattern on his wrist, and fell into thought.

When Zhao Rongan was in Wujia Village last night, he had already remembered this curse array, and even remembered the technique of drawing the array. He didn't know what Wang Chu always did when he left in the middle of the night. one hand.

If Wang Chu knew Zhao Rongan's mentality earlier, he would definitely not use this formation now.

Zhao Rong'an didn't remove the laurel curse seal, and he didn't want Wang Chu to know that he had begun to remember some things slowly, although those memories were fragmented and there were only unclear pictures.

It has been three days since Zhao Rongan woke up in the wilderness, what happened in these three days is really disturbing.

Leaving aside the grotesque array spells, the first person he saw when he woke up——Wang Chu, he found it difficult to understand.

Wang Chu claimed to be an outside disciple of the Wang family, but his ability was far more than a simple outside disciple.He called Zhao Rong'an Master Zhao, and he seemed very interested in mentioning the bounty, but when Zhao Rong'an stayed with him, there was always an inexplicable familiarity.

Who was he in the past?

Zhao Rongan hugged his head and curled up at the head of the bed.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, got off the bed, poured a glass of water and held it in his hand.

Just now, he vaguely recalled another formula, which came back and forth in his mind, making him want to try to use it.

Zhao Rong'an concentrated his attention on the boiling tea in the cup, and said unskillfully: "The way breaks the door of death, and the soul is born."

He stared at the tea, and after a while, nothing happened.

Zhao Rongan recited it a few more times, and the formula became more and more proficient, but there was still no movement in the cup. He drank the water in his hand in frustration, and lay back on the bed.

He was lying on the bed, still thinking about the mantra uncontrollably. Over and over again, he felt that there seemed to be a breath of energy in his body passing through his dantian. Zhao Rongan hurriedly calmed down and looked for that energy.

After another half an hour, Zhao Rongan successfully captured it.

He quickly got out of bed and poured another cup of tea.This time, he slowly guided this breath into the hand holding the cup, and then read clearly and earnestly: "The way breaks the door of death, and the soul grows up."

Zhao Rongan felt that the breath radiated from his hand and slowly penetrated into the tea. The boiled tea gradually transformed into the breath of life. The breath escaped from the cup and touched Zhao Rongan's fingers. was absorbed into it.

Zhao Rongan guessed that he used to know spells, but according to Wang Chu's statement, the Zhao family was attached to the Wang family's influence, so even if he was a cultivator, he should also practice array spells.

Seeing that time had passed for a long time, Zhao Rong'an couldn't figure out many things all the time, fearing that Wang Chu would come back, he quickly lay down first, withdrew his resistance to the soothing spell, and fell into a deep sleep.

But after a while, the window lattice was lifted, and it was Wang Chu who returned.Wang Chu saw that the defensive formation was as usual, so he silently withdrew it.

Just as he was about to pour a glass of water to quench his thirst, he saw some slight water stains on the bottom of the teacup, as well as a thin, remnant of life. Wang Chu glanced at Zhao Rongan who was sleeping soundly, and sighed helplessly.

8. Meet the white-haired boy again

In the early morning, Zhao Rongan was half asleep and half awake, when he heard hawkers yelling outside the window.

He turned over and saw Wang Chu's clean clothes on the side of the couch. The clothes were lined with two layers of cotton, the straw boots were filled with cushions, and the table was replaced with freshly boiled tea, the spout of which was still steaming. gas.

The window was opened, and the cold air rushed in with snowflakes, which made people take a breath of cool air unexpectedly.

The snow should have fallen not long ago, and the roof was only covered with a thin layer. The morning light danced on it, and it was plated with a light layer of gold.

Zhao Rongan lived on the second floor of the inn. You can see that the streets in Luyang County are clean and tidy, and pedestrians have already left early.There are row upon row of shops and residences, and merchants have opened their doors to start business.

In Luyang in the snow, there is a clean and refreshing atmosphere amidst the noise.

The window was left open for a long time, and more snowflakes came in with the wind, surrounded Zhao Rongan, and landed on his shoulders. The heat from his body had long been dissipated, but he stared blankly, as if he couldn't feel the slightest bit. the chill.

Through the flying snow, he saw another kind of scenery.

He saw violent storms, icebergs and flowing rivers, and saw himself barefoot, wearing a silver-patterned white robe, walking on the ice field. The ice field was so big and the sky was so high. He was like a drop in the ocean, falling into the desolate world. Small.

And every scene and object in that world is so familiar, the gulls passing through the sky, the snow top collapsing suddenly, he stood under the colorful aurora, looking at the stars in the sky, he thought, that might be him where it came from.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong'an became obsessed with watching, and leaned forward, wanting to plunge into the snow in front of him.

But he heard an urgent roar from behind: "Zhao Rong'an! What are you doing!"

Zhao Rongan came back to his senses in shock, only to realize that half of his body was hanging on the window string, and he was about to fall downstairs.

Wang Chu looked anxious, stepped over in two or three steps, pulled Zhao Rongan back, and closed the window with a bang.

Wang Chu took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said earnestly: "My lord, you can't let me escort you back to the Zhao Mansion in peace, and let me take the reward safely. Is it easy for an outside disciple to mess around in the rivers and lakes! I have to prevent thieves from harming you every day, and I also have to prevent you from jumping off the stairs by yourself..."

"I just wanted to breathe, I didn't want to jump." Zhao Rong'an was at a loss, lowered his head, not daring to look at Wang Chu.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chusheng became even louder: "I didn't want to jump, you crawl outside! Think of yourself as a gecko!"

Zhao Rongan: "..."

Seeing that Zhao Rongan was ashamed and silent, Wang Chu couldn't continue howling, so he sighed secretly in his heart, he was really a nemesis, so he dragged Zhao Rongan downstairs to have breakfast.

I came here in a hurry last night, so I didn't look carefully. From now on, it seems that the layout of Rugui Inn is really interesting.

The stairs of the inn are different from other places. They are in a spiral shape. When you go down the stairs, you can see the panoramic view of the first floor of the inn.

In the main hall for receiving guests, there are various hollow low screens in many places, and the space is reserved just right, so that they do not affect each other, and you can see the small stage in the inn from every seat.On the storage tables in various places, there are also small arrays drawn, and novel lamps are placed on the painted arrays, which can emit soft light without ignition, which is really interesting.

At this time, there was a storyteller on the stage, and I saw that person had a goatee and wore a navy blue jacket, and his eyebrows were beaming.He holds a folding fan in his hand, and when he is in the mood, he will knock on the desk with the fan.Zhao Rong'an had never seen anyone tell a story, and he followed Wang Chu on his feet, keeping his eyes on the storyteller without turning away.

I just heard the storyteller say: "It's snowing today, it's not easy for everyone to come early, the little old man will tell you a legendary story."

A man with a baby at the bottom laughed and teased him: "Didn't you say you were going to tell a legendary story yesterday, but in the end you told about a reckless man catching a tiger, telling my son that he almost fell asleep." After dropping the child, Wazi was not happy that his father mentioned him in public, so he pouted and went to his mother.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Today's talk is a serious legend. It is related to the five major sects and is a major event in the world."

The man smiled and said, "It's so powerful, let's hear it."

The storyteller stroked his beard and spread his fan: "Everyone still remember the chaos that happened 20 years ago. Today, the little old man will tell a story about a hero in troubled times 20 years ago."

As soon as the man was excited, the rest of the guests were also interested, and they shouted loudly, urging the storyteller to stop playing tricks.

"Twenty years ago, dozens of cracks appeared on the earth, and a large amount of dead energy erupted from the cracks, sweeping across various cultivating sects and their jurisdictions. For a time, the vegetation withered, everything withered, and those who were weak were plagued by diseases, and the people were in dire straits. The tragedy of that year is vivid, and now I think about it, it is still in front of my eyes." The storyteller said, and wiped his tears cooperatively.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but recall the appearance of those years, and some of them even cried on the spot, fearing that their relatives were killed in that disaster.

"At that time, the five major sects of cultivating immortals all sent out their disciples to act chivalrously, help the world and save people, and disperse the dead energy. But after all, there were few immortal cultivators, and it was a drop in the bucket after all. And those cracks were huge, and the situation became more and more serious. The five major cultivating immortal sects Can't restrain it, it can be said to be in a desperate situation. Do you remember how to turn the world around and save the world from the fire and water?"

"Of course I remember," a skinny man sitting at the door answered first, "It was the Patriarch of the Ling family in Qianling City and the head of the Tianmen Sect, who developed a large breath-changing formation, turning the dead energy in the cracks into vitality." , brought the disaster under control."

After hearing this meeting, Zhao Rongan had already taken his seat with Wang Chu, and the waiter brought steamed buns and two bowls of porridge.

The storyteller shook his head and smiled, "Then do you know how they developed it?"

The skinny man was immediately happy: "I don't know how these gods teach."

The storyteller leaned back and said triumphantly: "Everyone doesn't know something, but it was actually given to them by a god. This god came down from the sky and taught the two great immortals how to save the world!"

Hearing this, the big man with the baby immediately burst out laughing: "You can just talk nonsense. No one knows the profound Taoism of the five sects. Where did the gods come from? They are more powerful than the gods. Tell me, what is the name of this god?" .”

After the storyteller listened, he turned the folding fan over in an unfathomable manner, and saw the four big characters in the first script—let’s listen to the next chapter

All the guests sighed, accusing the storyteller of making up nonsense and not finishing it.

Zhao Rongan saw that he was not interested, so he turned back and started eating.

Wang Chu saw that Zhao Rong'an's attention had finally returned, so he picked up a steamed stuffed bun for him.

But at this moment, Zhao Rong'an noticed a person came in from the door, that person was polite and upright, it was the white-haired young man who was trapped in the ghost gate the day before yesterday.

The young man tightly wrapped his turban, carefully hid his white hair, and carried a long sword with a cloth wrapped around the hilt.

He had changed from the blood-stained clothes that day, and was wearing light gray thin clothes.The single clothes were washed very clean, but they were too old, and the neckline and hem had faded and turned white.

The young man sat against the wall, only separated from Zhao Rongan by a table for four, with his back straight and his expression indifferent and solemn, like a lonely sail.

Xiao Er went to entertain, the young man carefully took out three copper coins, and only wanted a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

"Where did you come from being poor? Sitting so close is unlucky." Sitting next to the young man was a woman who was dressed in expensive clothes. The woman complained, deliberately not suppressing her voice. The young man should have heard it, but he was still straight Sitting there quietly, waiting for his face to come.

When the noodles came, the young waiter in the same shop thanked him and started eating without saying a word.

He didn't eat fast, didn't make a sound, and his posture was very elegant. If he changed into nice clothes, he would look more like a well-educated young master.

The young man was eating his Yangchun noodles quietly, his eyes were not the same as other guests in the inn, he would unconsciously glance around between meals, and he would not make small movements of smacking his lips or blowing cold soup. He ate so seriously, as if This is a particularly important thing.

It's the time for dinner at the inn, and there are guests who come to the county early one after another. Some people just walk away from him when they see him, and some people will frown and say something poor.

The young man ignored them, but speeded up his meal. He ate up a bowl of noodles, not even the soup base, and then put his chopsticks neatly on the side of the bowl, and quickly left the inn without looking for any food. little trouble.

9. Long-legged bunny

Zhao Rongan saw that the young man was fascinated, so Wang Chu knocked on the plate in front of him to get his attention.

"Hurry up and eat, the buns are getting cold."

"Oh."

While Zhao Rongan was eating the steamed stuffed bun, he still thought about the appearance of the white-haired boy, his taciturn loneliness, and the sword aura that accompanied him like a shadow. Ordinary people would not notice it, but Zhao Rongan paid attention.

He is obviously very powerful, why has he come down to this point?Zhao Rongan couldn't help but have such doubts.

Zhao Rongan carefully chewed the food in his mouth, tucked up his cuffs in a proper manner, and held the chopsticks. The chopsticks did not hit the edge of the bowl to make any unnecessary noises, and he never spoke during the eating process. It was as standardized as a book of etiquette.

His thoughts wandered to the sky, thinking about what the white-haired boy came to Luyang County for, and recalling the fantasy he saw in the snow in the morning. Gradually, the speed of eating slowed down, and finally stopped, and Zhao Rongan initiated it again. stay.

Looking at Zhao Rong'an, Wang Chu felt troubled.

This is already the first time that Mr. Zhao has been in a daze today. He is fixed there, maintaining the posture of holding the bun with chopsticks, his head tilted slightly, his expression is empty, and his eyes are unfocused.The breeze blows through the hall, sweeping his forehead hair, causing the broken hair to fall on the bridge of his nose, but he is unconscious, immersed in his own thoughts, as if out of this world.

Disordered mind, out of spirits, this is definitely not a good sign.

At this time, people have already eaten breakfast and left the dining area of ​​the inn. Some of them went back to the house and went to sleep again, some went to the street together, and a few people gathered together to chat, no one paid attention to this Two young men who eat slowly.

Wang Chu moved to Zhao Rongan's side, leaned very close to him, and could touch Zhao Rongan's shoulder with a slight side of his body.

He put his hands on Zhao Rongan's back, and made a look as if he wanted to whisper to him.

Wang Chu tried his best to keep his expression as natural as possible, and silently recited a formula, and then a small air flow was generated in his palm, slowly penetrating into Zhao Rongan's body.

This is a spell of gathering breath and calming spirits. It is generally used to treat dying people and stabilize their souls.

Wang Chu used this technique carefully, like walking on thin ice. He observed the changes in Zhao Rongan's face and controlled the speed of penetration.Wang Chu's technique was very steady, and the method was also very effective. After a short while, Zhao Rong'an blinked his eyes, and Wang Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stopped the technique.

Zhao Rongan blinked again, and saw that he was still holding a bun, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He smelled the familiar aura surrounding him, and realized that Wang Chu was very close to him, so he turned his head and met Wang Chu's bright amber eyes.

When Wang Chu saw Zhao Rongan looking over, he put down his hands on his shoulders, put on a cheerful smile and said, "Master Zhao, the oiran from Guanghan City is here today, do you want to go and have a look together? I heard from the person at the next table, it’s so pretty~”

Seeing Wang Chu's full of interest, Zhao Rong'an was also moved by the talk, and a little yearning looked on his face.

Seeing that Zhao Rong'an was interested, Wang Chu immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, let's delay for a day. Hehe, the opportunity is rare. It is said that this oiran is usually in Guanghan City, and ordinary people make an appointment for a year or so. I might even see you last time~"

Zhao Rong'an had never seen an oiran before, he was curious for a while, and after listening to Wang Chu's strong recommendation, he couldn't help but think to himself, that's amazing, she must be a beauty, and immediately nodded in agreement.

After the two finalized the itinerary, they renewed their contract with the inn for another night and paid a small deposit.

Later, Wang Chu took Zhao Rong'an to the street again, saying that he still had to walk for several days, and there was no such a big county on the way, so he bought more.

The snow has stopped since the afternoon, half of the snow on the main street has been cleared, and many vendors have set up, radish and cabbage, silk flowers for insoles, rouge gouache, and folk casual repairs selling some obsolete low-level magic tools and There are various types of formation symbols for daily use, so they are very lively.

Luyang has a well-developed transportation system, and there are many people traveling from south to north. The Wang family also attaches great importance to it. They have also set up many magic circles in the city. Some guide the way at night, and some assist the guards in the city during the day.

And the small stalls with different characteristics on the street are placed in the resettlement array along the street. The array can identify the stall owner. Even if the stall owner leaves temporarily, others can't mess with the things on the stall, which is very convenient.

Zhao Rong'an followed Wang Chu, and among the crowd coming and going, he looked around. There were many gadgets on the street. Even an adult couldn't help but look at something interesting when he saw something interesting.

Wang Chu was afraid that Zhao Rong'an would get lost, so he looked back at him from time to time, and inadvertently saw some bold girls on the street secretly looking at Zhao Rong'an.

Zhao Rongan was born handsome, with black pupils like obsidian, and eyelashes as long and thick as crow feathers. Although he was not very tall and dressed in very ordinary clothes, he had a cool and elegant demeanor, which was the favorite look of young girls who were just in love.

Wang Chu took out a bamboo hat from his Linglong bag, and asked Zhao Rongan to put it on, covering half of his face, and finally made it less provocative.

Zhao Rongan was wearing a top hat for no reason, and he was not curious. Anyway, no matter what Wang Chu did, he would always have a set of rhetoric. His own memory was lost, and it was all up to Wang Chu to lead him to understand the world. This person has no malicious intentions. There is always nothing wrong with his arrangements in small matters.

Wang and Zhao walked forward again, and saw a peasant woman on the side of the street, with a wooden cage in front of her, inside the cage was a litter of rabbits, two or three gray and white ones, lying on the ground with their front paws, chewing with three petals. With cabbage stalks.These few rabbits are fat and strong, and it looks like they are well-raised.

Zhao Rongan went up to look at him a few more times. Seeing that he was a little interested, the peasant woman immediately smiled, opened the cage, grabbed one and dragged it out, and showed it to Zhao Rongan with her ears. Yes, I feed cabbage every day, the meat is still tender, can I have one, brother?"

The rabbit squinted from being carried, kicked its hind legs in the air, and could not move at all.

Zhao Rongan looked at it for a while, and asked, "You rabbit, are your legs a little short?"

The peasant woman wondered: "Aren't all rabbits' legs so long? The rabbits I raise are the best in Luyang. Even Rugui Inn has bought them from me."

Zhao Rongan drew a length and said seriously: "It should be this long."

The peasant woman saw that Zhao Rongan's gesture was nearly two feet long, and immediately angrily put the rabbit back into the cage, cursed crazy, and ignored Zhao Rongan.

The rabbit narrowly escaped death and returned to the cage, quickly gnawed two mouthfuls of cabbage to suppress the shock.

Zhao Rongan was puzzled, turned around to ask Wang Chu, but saw Wang Chuxiao leaning forward and back, mouth closed, patting his thigh as if epileptic, his handsome face convulsed from laughing.

Zhao Rongan: "..."

Wang Chu smiled for a long time before he came over and said, "Oh my god, Mr. Zhao, what you are gesturing is not a rabbit's legs, dog legs are not so long."

Zhao Rongan fell into deep thought, searching his pitifully few memories, and couldn't help but suspect that he had made a mistake.

Seeing Zhao Rong'an standing on the street, the peasant woman was a little dazed, thinking that this is really a fool, thinking that a fool who looks so good-looking is really blind for nothing.

Good looks still have some advantages, and the peasant woman immediately felt sympathetic, and enthusiastically shouted to Wang Chu through the iron cage: "Hey, isn't your brother's brain not so good? It's been two days Many, they all come to see the oiran. Take it to the street and look after it, otherwise it will be hard to find if it gets lost later."

Wang Chu was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "I understand, thank you, big sister."

He narrowed his eyes with a smile, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Rongan forward.

Zhao Rongan: "..."

Wang Chu took Zhao Rong'an for a long walk, and the people around him changed from selling food and stocking animals to selling finished wood carving hairpins.

Zhao Rongan didn't ask where he was going, just followed, he always felt that he had seen too many novelty things, such as silver beads with the name of the firm on them, cotton ear protectors embroidered with plum blossoms sold by villagers on the side of the road, and the way of trading... .

Wang Chu said that this was the amnesia inherited from the Zhao family, but when he saw all kinds of life in the town, it always seemed to be separated by a strange fog, as if he had never lived in the world before, and there was a strangeness everywhere, but he felt very strange. joy.

Wang Chu pulled him to a clothing store, pushed him into the store, and yelled as he pushed, "Master Zhao, it's snowing today, and it's probably going to cool down tomorrow, so let's make a jacket first to save money." It will freeze you to death, and if the Zhao family doesn't give me the silver beads, it will be a big loss."

Zhao Rongan was in a very good mood when he came out, and for the first time, he took Wang Chu's teasing and said with a smile: "Okay, you can do one too, and I will count it for you later."

Wang Chu's eyes lit up, he shook his fists up and down, and said with a smile, "Oh, thank you Master Zhao for the reward~"

10. Differences in Formation

Jackets in snowy weather are always easy to sell. The business of the clothing store is booming, and there are many customers coming and going. The boss leans on the counter, counting his abacus, smiling happily when he sees the money coming in.

Wang Chu carefully selected for a long time, and spent a lot more than usual, and bought two big coats that he wanted. As soon as he paid the money, he unfolded one of them and put it on Zhao Rongan's body.

Zhao Rong'an pulled up the collar of the coat and put the gloves in, and it really got a lot warmer. If it's night, the effect of the coat to keep out the cold will be more obvious.

Zhao Rongan was curious, so he asked casually: "Friend Wang Xian, do immortal cultivators have a way to keep out the cold in such weather?"

Hearing this, Wang Chu replied with a smile: "Yes, but whether it's a formation or a spell, you have to use it carefully, and you can only keep it for a short time. It's a waste of energy. It’s just a monk, it’s not as good as a thick coat.”

Thinking of thick clothes, Zhao Rongan couldn't help thinking about his long white robe again. Wearing the robe, he was not afraid of the cold or trauma, but Wang Chu refused to let him wear it, and he didn't put it in Wang Chu's Linglong pocket. Always ask him to wrap it in a cloth bag and take it away.

Zhao Rong'an asked again: "Why can the white robe I wear keep out the cold for a long time?"

When Wang Chu saw that he brought up the dress again, he was silent for a while, and explained: "Your dress is a rare magic weapon. Its grade is much higher than my exquisite bag. I can't put it in it, so I keep it with you." Walk.

And after the robe was refined, dozens of spells with different effects were cast on it by an expert, 36 defensive formations, which can protect the Lord comprehensively in the mountains of swords and seas of fire.But this thing is so good that it is easy to attract people to covet it. The so-called backstabbing is hard to guard against. It is better not to reveal it until the critical moment. "

When mentioning the formation, Zhao Rongan couldn't help but think of the enchantment that was automatically triggered by the silver-patterned robe in Luyang. If Wang Chu hadn't woken up by himself at that time, it would have been difficult for him to even touch the other party.

Zhao Rongan thought for a moment, then asked again: "What's the difference between spells and formations?"

Wang Chu smiled, and made an interesting analogy: "You need to climb a tree to go up. This is to use external objects. It is equivalent to the formation in the formation. You can draw with a pen, carve on the ground, and even do it very well. Formation in the air, but you must rely on the formation to achieve the goal. This is the formation. In the theory of formation, as long as you can develop a powerful enough formation and activate it according to the principles of all things, you can Manipulate the large array to destroy the world.

But if you are strong enough, you don't need any other assistance, just jump three feet by yourself, and jump up directly, this is the magic technique.Therefore, those who can become powerful are all great immortals with extremely high cultivation bases and extremely strong talents.

Moreover, since ancient times, the practice of magic arts has been the foundation of cultivating immortals. Only when one's own cultivation level has been improved can one be able to use other methods. Therefore, magic arts and other ways complement each other. Those who have really cultivated to the extreme are all masters who are proficient in multiple ways.

In particular, the display of the heaven-penetrating formation or the way of swordsmanship requires a strong cultivation base to support it.Therefore, even if each school has its own strengths, they all have to improve their own skills and even assist in learning some formations.

It's just that they still have to study their own unique skills, not as fast as the Ling family's single-minded study of spells, so although the five major cultivating sects are divided, the Ling family, which is good at spells, still has an advantage. "

Zhao Rongan understood, and then asked another question: "I saw that all the spells you have used along the way, except for a healing spell, are all formations. Do you know other spells?"

Wang Chu didn't expect Zhao Rong'an to notice this, he put on an embarrassing look, quickly shook his head and replied: "I'm just a disciple of the outer sect of the Wang family, and my practice is really limited, and I haven't learned the usual formations yet. How can I still practice the Raoshizi technique? Even the formation, the biggest formation I have learned, is the energy-gathering formation in Wujia Village, and the range is only as big as a village. With the formation we made, it’s too far away.”

Zhao Rongan was surprised that Wang Chu suddenly became humble, and said honestly: "I think you are already very good."

When Wang Chu was praised, he became elated: "Hey, thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your kindness."

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