Xianmen can only be saved by me

Chapter 63

Of course, this idea can't be compared with these ancients who didn't have the concept of "personal homepage" in their minds. It is too shocking.

He once tried to talk to Chu Jinxiu, who would not be surprised, but as a traditional monk who has practiced immortality for hundreds of years, Chu Jinxiu has long been accustomed to the means of communication between monks, and does not understand the need for him to study this kind of thing at all. It is rare to meet a mortal with innovative spirit, Xie Lin is like a treasure.

Moreover, out of the natural awe that mortals have towards monks, although Uncle Li felt that this idea was earth-shattering, his reaction would not be too great.

"So..." After the initial surprise, Uncle Li really fell into thinking, "There is indeed a need for research and a market, but my research on magic tools is not as deep as that of talismans. Let me think about what to do with this thing... ..."

"It's not urgent, you can think about it first, anyway, I will live here for a while. Besides, I've been thinking about this for several years, and it's just a preliminary idea." Xie Lin looked up at the sky, "I have to go back first."

"Hey, then I'll be back too." Uncle Li packed up his things in a hurry, "Let's go to the city together."

The two went into the city together, and parted at a fork in the road. Xie Lin went all the way back to the inn where they stayed.

There are fewer vendors on the street, but the streets in the center of the city are still lively, with flickering lights and shadows, and loud voices.Xie Lin stopped and listened to the world for a while before walking briskly upstairs.

Yun Nianchen was still sitting in that position, at that angle and in that posture, as if he hadn't moved all afternoon.

Xie Lin was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to ask, he saw Yun Niantou turned his head and looked over, his abnormal pupils looked a bit gloomy: "You are out of the city."

"Ah... um." After being slightly stunned, Xie Lin finally realized what he was saying, "Yes, I left the city... What's wrong?"

The other party didn't speak, Xie Lin thought for a while and asked again: "Did I commit some taboo?"

He thought carefully about the whole process of discussing the method of making the oil lamp with Uncle Li, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

When I was in the fairy gate, the disciples would discuss and study the Fa with each other, but today it is nothing more than... the things they study are "abnormal".

"No, there's nothing wrong." After a while, Yun Nianchen closed his eyes, "You rest first, and I'll call you when it's time to leave."

"Okay." Although it was a bit inexplicable, Xie Lin sat down at another table as he said.

Uncle Li's lamp has a talisman that extracts the spiritual power from the spirit stone. The idea of ​​making it is very interesting. Xie Lin has an intuition that it can be used in the magic weapon, so he plans to study it again.

This research has been carried out until the beginning of Yin, when Yun Nianchen finally stood up from where he had been sitting all day: "It's time to go."

"Huh? Ah, good." Xie Lin came back to his senses, put away the paper full of notes on the desktop, and saw Yun Nianchen jumped out of the window, and hurriedly chased after him, "Little master...cough, you Just wait!"

Even in monk towns, at night, there is less movement than during the day, and the volume of the same sentence will be infinitely amplified by the night.Xie Lin didn't dare to speak too loudly, but he was sure that this sentence could be heard by Yun Nianchen.

However, Yun Nianchen did not slow down.

Xie Lin frowned, looked at the distant figure in front of him for a while, and sighed softly.

"What are you doing..."

It seemed that he didn't want to go the same way with him, but he kept his speed within a range that allowed him to keep up.

Xie Lin could only control the sword by himself.

In fact, during this period of time, the spiritual power in his body has been unknowingly filled a lot. Xie Lin didn't explore his level, but he knew that he could keep up with Yun Nianchen.

This man is really... people can't understand what he is thinking.

Xie Lin shook his head, staring at the dark pattern on the long sword made by the Immortal Gate under his feet, and became fascinated again.

"What are you thinking again?"

When he came back to his senses again, Xie Lin saw Yun Nianchen held down his flying sword, and was looking at him with frowning eyebrows not far away.

"Ah, I didn't think about anything." Xie Lin looked around, "Is it here?"

They are in a strange place, the winding river reflects the bright moon in the sky, and the surroundings are empty.

The only thing that seemed strange was that there was a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and described as decadent lying on the side of the boulder by the river. His eyes were half-closed, his mouth was slightly opened, and there was an overturned wine gourd in his hanging hand, as if he was drunk. It's tough.

Wait, wine?

There are still people who can make wine in this world?

Xie Lin was very surprised, and asked Yun Nianchen: "Is that man a "guide"? "

Yun Nianchen was startled, and then gave him a meaningful look: "Brother is really smart."

Xie Lin: "..."

Your tone of voice sounds eccentric enough.

However, Xiao Yun'er has been eccentric since she was a child, if she can't resist, what can he do?It's not just about following along.

Xie Lin shook his head, shook out the weird thoughts in his mind, and took out the card: "Do you want to give this thing to him?"

"I do not know."

Xie Lin: "?"

Yun Nianchen's tone was even more meaningful: "I have never been here, this is the way of senior brother, the place is here, people... I don't know what I do."

After speaking, his eyes fell on Xie Lin's face again.

He likes to look at Xie Lin like this recently.

Xie Lin was helpless, thinking that this person was taking advantage of this to enlist him in the army.

"Then I'll try it." Xie Lin reached out to him, "Give me the card."

Yun Nianchen gave him his own card.

After getting the two cards at the same time, Xie Lin found that they looked exactly the same, and even because they didn't use a specific method to display the time and place, the top was blank.

There is a subtle familiarity to the grip.

Xie Lin walked in front of the drunk man as he walked his mind.

Since this black market is a "market", there will be many people who can enter and trade smoothly, and there should be no identity marks on the cards.

In this world, monks walk everywhere, so that the world does not advocate "helping others", because no one knows whether the person you accidentally rescue is a mortal or a monk. That is to say, a sloppy drunk lying by the river, no one Take a second look.

If it's the so-called "guide", I'm afraid that the "drunk" thing is just a cover-up.

So how to wake him up?

Or, how to knock on the "door" of the black market?

Xie Lin thought for a while, then squatted down to pick up the gourd.

The gourd spilled a lot of wine, and I don't know when it was spilled, and it hasn't dried out yet, so the sand and mud on the ground stick to the surface of the gourd, which looks extremely dirty.

Moreover, it is also a utensil for others to eat, and a normal passerby should not touch it.

What Xie Lin wanted was this kind of "abnormality". He picked up the gourd, moved the mouth of the bottle closer and sniffed it lightly, and as expected, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

The degree is not high, so he shouldn't be so drunk, and the incident of "picking up the gourd" didn't wake up the drunk man.

"Hey."

"Uncle, get up and work."

"Uncle-"

Xie Lin tried to shout a few times, but the other party did not respond.

That being the case—

He thought for a while, and poured the wine from the wine gourd on the drunk man's face with his backhand.

Just when the drink was about to fall on the face of the other party, the person's slightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and the whole person moved half a meter to the side, and only heard a "wow", the drink was spilled on the big bed he had been lying on before. on the stone.

"What a vicious little doll!" The man looked at the big stone sadly, "What a waste of good wine...and ruined my sleeping place!"

Xie Lin put down the wine gourd, shook the two cards in a squatting position, and said with a smile, "Uncle, who told you not to get up and work?"

"Can't you shout if I don't get up?" the man asked.

Xie Lin spread his hands together: "I yelled."

"This..." The man couldn't refute, and was really saddened by the spilled drink, and said angrily, "You didn't call it right!"

What he said was probably something like a "password". Zhang Ka said: "I brought all these things, why do you care about that? Besides, the quality of your wine is not good, and the big stones are all angular. You can't drink well, and you can't sleep well. I am doing a good deed." .”

That person: "You are making too much sense!"

Xie Lin nodded calmly: "I am."

That person: "..."

"Hey, uncle, to be honest, it's time to work." Xie Lin said, "This stone is uncomfortable to sleep on, I'll pay you for a place to sleep."

In his bracelet is a sleeping bag that he made himself before going down the mountain. The material is spun from a kind of silk thread produced by a long velvet plant, which is much stronger than ordinary linen. Sometimes I can lie down in multiple places, who knows that I often stay in hotels along the way, and occasionally there are too many people when I settle down in the wild. The sleeping bag is not as practical as a tent, and this thing was not useful in the end.

After speaking, he found the sleeping bag and threw it towards the fake drunk.

The fake drunk man should be a monk. Seeing that this thing does not contain talismans, he took it, held it in his hand for a while, saw the pattern clearly, and said "Hey": "This thing is soft and convenient... Little baby, where are you?" Got something good?"

Xie Lin wanted to answer, but when the words came to his lips, his eyes rolled half a circle, and he changed his answer again: "Uncle, it's not very particular to inquire about other people's purchase channels, right? If you want to know, why don't you answer my question too?"

"Yo." The man focused his eyes, looked Xie Lin up and down for a moment, and laughed, "Maybe I'm not particular, but the little baby is very good. Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know..." Xie Lin pointed to the wine gourd on the ground, "This one."

He was really curious about the origin of this wine.

After hearing the request, the man laughed, "This wine? Of course I bought it."

"How much?"

"This is the second question." The man shook his head, "What's your answer?"

"Sleeping bag?" Xie Lin thought for a while and said, "Of course I bought it."

The other party said "Hey" again: "I have been guarding the gate here for 120 years, but I have never seen this thing. Where did you buy it?"

"There are so many large and small markets in this world..." Xie Lin stretched out two fingers and shook, "The second question is coming, uncle."

He paused, then said again: "But I have nothing to ask, can you open the door?"

The other party was taken aback for a moment, but soon his face became ugly.

He suddenly realized the loophole in his words.

—Here, the gatekeeper, I have never seen this thing.

It means that there is an invisible door that needs to be guarded by him in this place that looks calm and calm at a glance. Moreover, he has basically only bought things here for the past 120 years.

So this pot of wine must have come from the black market.

Xie Lin was still smiling.

The other party gritted his teeth, walked towards him, picked up the jug, dipped his finger in the wine, and quickly drew a talisman Xie Lin had never seen before on the boulder. Then, a dark vortex appeared out of thin air on the river behind the boulder, spinning After that, a door opened.

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows, looked back at Yun Nianchen, and smiled.

Yun Nianchen was startled, and glanced towards the sky.

It turned out to be a full moon tonight.

The moonlight is just right.