Outside the city of Xuzhou in the State of Yu, the morning light was dim and the rooster crowed. As soon as the city gate was opened, three carriages rolled out of the city gate under the watch of the soldiers guarding the city.

After only one stick of incense had passed, several people in the Xu family dressed as slaves in black knelt on the ground, while in the hall sat a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes and holding a scroll of scriptures on the Taishi chair in the hall. After listening,

After the servant below reported the report, he thought for a while and then slowly said, "When did they leave?"

"I just left the city gate before I burned an incense stick," said the half-kneeling slave.

"You go down first."

After the servants retreated, the man stood up and walked around in the hall. Soon after, a woman wearing a hairpin walked out from behind the screen. Seeing that Zhang's brows were frowning, she walked over and asked softly: "Master.

, are you still thinking about the fourth room?"

"Yes, the people from the fourth house have just left. As you know, Lin Ming, the old servant, was personally trained by Mrs. Lin. He is extremely skilled in martial arts. He is even more devoted to the fourth house. I have recruited him as my husband many times.

He didn't pay any attention to her." The Xu family held the woman's hand and said with a wry smile.

"You are just a domestic servant. How can I be so concerned about you?" The woman said with a smile, pressed her clothes and patted him lightly.

Then he said inadvertently: "This child Xi'er is too weak-tempered, much worse than this child Yuan Ming, sir, don't you think so?"

"Ming'er is my child. I know what he is like from the bottom of my heart. I understand it very well. It's just... I can't fight for this immortal fate. Otherwise, how could I let it go? Alas!" The head of the Xu family held his wife's hand and sighed.

He took a breath and said, "Just take care of the affairs in the palace and the backyard. Don't interfere in this matter. The elders in the clan are watching. Don't make it difficult for me."

At this time, in the carriage outside the city, there was a child of seven or eight years old. He stuck his head out of the carriage curtain and faced a coachman who was on his way. He looked like he was about forty or fifty years old. The child asked with some confusion:

"Uncle Ming, where are we going?"

"You'll know after some time." Uncle Ming patted the child's head with a hint of doting, and pushed him into the car. Be safe, it's windy outside!

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In the South China Sea, a man escaped from the light and flew towards a small island.

Soon this man silently set foot on the island. The island is neither big nor small, a hundred miles long and thirty or forty miles wide. There are more than 30,000 mortals living on the island, and the immortal cultivators who are seeking a living in the sea are also

Three markets were opened here, two located in the north and south of the island, and one located at the foot of the highest stone mountain on the island.

As soon as Zhang Shiping arrived not far from Shishanfang City, his aura disappeared and he instantly converged to the middle stage of foundation building.

As soon as he stepped into the Fangshi magic circle, he was a little surprised. There were only a few people walking on the road, and the shops looked extremely old. There were several shop assistants sitting on the low stools in front of the shops, listlessly and half asleep. Every shop

They all looked like this, but the shopkeepers at the counter in the store pretended not to notice, just drinking tea, and some were playing with their abacus.

In only one or two shops, there were a few monks wearing sea animal skins, talking to the shopkeepers in the shop. From time to time, the two sides would argue, blushing, and almost start fighting.

However, the shops in the market are quite complete, including grocery stores, talisman shops, weapon-refining shops, and a few inns and restaurants... Basically, everything that is found in large island markets can be found here, but these

The scale is much smaller and simpler.

Zhang Shiping saw that there was almost no business here, and he had some doubts in his heart whether these shops could continue to open, or whether they would close in a blink of an eye!

He walked along the narrow streets of Fangshi, turned a corner or two, and stood in front of a two-story restaurant. He raised his head and read the inscription "Fei Guang Fei Guang" on the door. It was quite interesting!

The tung oil on the door plaque has long since peeled off, and many small pieces have fallen off.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping subconsciously touched the beard on his face, but he forgot that after his beard was burnt a few days ago, he took care of it and tidied it up, making him look younger and more youthful.

To refresh my mind, but now I feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Shiping stood at the door for more than ten breaths and looked around, but no waiter came out of the store. When he saw that he was right, he strode into the restaurant.

There are about ten tables in the hall, but only four of them are occupied by people, eating food and drinks, drinking wine, and chatting loudly. When Zhang Shiping was outside just now, he could hear everything clearly!

Zhang Shiping randomly picked a table and sat down, and then a waiter in gray cloth came forward. Zhang Shiping ordered a bottle of small wine and three dishes to go with the wine, and then asked the waiter: "Where is your shopkeeper?"

, call him here and say that an old friend is here."

But the waiter curled his lips and said, "The shopkeeper is still drunk at this time. Sir, please sit down for now. I'll call someone, but I don't know if the shopkeeper can come."

"If you call me, then this spiritual stone will be yours." Zhang Shiping took out a spiritual stone and put it on the table. He looked at the young man and without saying anything, he immediately took out a spiritual stone.

I saw the guy's attitude changed instantly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was staring at the spiritual stone on the table, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will go to the backyard to call the shopkeeper."

"Wait a minute, who wrote the poems on the wall?" Zhang Shiping turned his head and happened to see a few poems inscribed on the wall. One of them had a familiar handwriting. He stretched out his hand and pointed.

"This song was written by the shopkeeper while he was drunk. Does your guest have anything else to do?" The waiter glanced in the direction Zhang Shiping pointed and responded casually.

"It's okay, go and call your shopkeeper." Zhang Shiping shook his hand. He could tell that although the clerk in this shop was at the second level of Qi training, he didn't seem to have read many books.

, there is not even half a cup of ink in my stomach.

After the waiter left quickly, Zhang Shiping stared at the poems on the wall. After reading for a while, he read softly:

"Flying light, flying light, please give me a glass of wine.

I don’t know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick.

Only the cold moon and warm sun can fry people's life.

If you eat bears, you will be fat; if you eat frogs, you will be thin.

Where is the God? Is Taiyi safe?

There is a tree in the east of the sky, with a dragon holding a candle underneath.

I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew its meat..."

The more Zhang Shiping thought about it, the more he felt in his heart, these are just a few dozen words.

He kept thinking about it for a long time, and in the end he became speechless.

After a while, a child of eleven or twelve years old, dressed in cloth, with clean clothes and a handsome face, walked to Zhang Shiping under the guidance of a boy, looking like a young adult:
Chapter completed!