I Have a City in a Different World

The bell rang in the early morning, shaking the sparse morning mist, and thousands of households opened their doors one after another.

A new day begins, and the city bursts with vitality.

That night, Tang Zhen slept very comfortably.

He hadn't slept for a long time, and now that he is incarnated as a mortal, he has the opportunity to experience this feeling again.

After stretching, Tang Zhen rolled over and got out of bed, then looked around.

"Yes, the house is very clean."

Tang Zhen said in a complimenting tone, then looked at the corner of the room, where there was a faint shadow.

Seeing Tang Zhen looking at him, the shadow bowed and saluted, and then disappeared silently.

There is a broom at the door, and the boards that are placed are upright, just like other tools.

The house was filled with a stale smell, but now it has disappeared without a trace. It turned out that the window was opened with a small crack, and a breeze was blowing slowly into the house.

The weeds in the yard were also cleaned up without missing a single place.

This made Tang Zhen very satisfied, and considered whether to upgrade the other party to a servant, responsible for daily cleaning and washing.

Although it used to be the owner of this house, but after all, it is the past, and the current owner is himself, and he is qualified to decide whether the other party will go or stay.

It's not impossible to stay, but you have to work hard, and you can't raise idle ghosts here.

After opening the door, a gust of fresh wind blows, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The surrounding neighbors widened their eyes and stared blankly at Tang Zhen who was standing at the door, with a touch of undisguised shock on his expression.

When will this haunted house have a new owner?

"Everyone, good morning!"

Tang Zhen said hello and walked slowly across the street, where there was also a noodle stall.

The aroma filled the streets, making Tang Zhen swallow his saliva because he was already hungry.

This mortal body,

It's really good digestion ability, and I feel hungry from time to time.

The appetite is also enjoyment, so Tang Zhen just let it go and tasted the delicious food of the world.

A bowl of fine noodles with fried sauce, sprinkled with a handful of spicy seasoning, after eating it makes people sweat.

The noodle stall owner looked at Tang Zhen and asked a few questions curiously. After learning that he had just bought the house opposite, his expression became a little weird.

Tang Zhen smiled without saying a word. Of course he knew the thoughts of his neighbors, thinking that he had been tricked into buying a haunted house.

How do you know that this is a buy-one-get-one-free, and a servant who sweeps the floor for free.

While eating, the short-bearded man hurried over and saw Tang Zhen who was eating.

His heart was overjoyed, and he immediately took out a transaction contract, ready to complete the next transaction.

Tang Zhen didn't write any ink, he signed and stamped, and handed over the rest of the house payment to the other party.

When the short-bearded man was about to leave, Tang Zhen suddenly stopped him and said in a light tone, "If you encounter beggars on the road, give more alms, don't go home early if you have nothing to do, so that you can avoid disasters."

"You're sick!"

The short-bearded man snorted coldly, he didn't take these words to heart at all, instead he laughed at Tang Zhen's brainless.

It is estimated that in a few days, you will regret crying.

On the way back, the short-bearded man encountered a beggar begging and kicked him away in disgust.

After returning to the store, the short-bearded man always felt uneasy, and Tang Zhen's words flashed in his mind from time to time.

Unable to hold back his doubts, the short-bearded man returned home, but he didn't want to directly smash his wife and friends into adultery.

The short-bearded man was so angry that he was about to go crazy, he picked up the door bolt and smashed it, and soon the two fell into a pool of blood.

Seeing that the murder was committed, the short-bearded man was terrified and quickly fled the crime scene.

But I didn't want to pay attention to my clothes because I was in a hurry. It turned out that there was a large bloodstain on it.

Originally, because there were few people in the morning, there was a chance to escape, but the short-bearded man was unlucky and met the beggar who was kicked away by him.

When the beggar saw that he was in a hurry, there was still a large piece of fresh blood on his body, he immediately raised doubts in his heart.

The warrior who happened to be patrolling the street passed by, and the beggar immediately reported the discovery and indicated the identity of the short-bearded man.

After receiving the report, the patrolling warrior immediately honked his whistle to track him down, and quickly caught the short-bearded man.

Because of the beggar's report, the short-bearded man was arrested, and it is estimated that he will die.

If he had been willing to give alms, he might have escaped the catastrophe, but he didn't do it.

It didn't take long for the matter to spread, and it became the talk of the city people after dinner.

The words Tang Zhen once said were remembered by the neighbors, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

As for Tang Zhen himself, he didn't care at all.

He just casually reminded him that he didn't care about the result. In fact, even if he explained it clearly, would the short-bearded man really believe it?

Good words are hard to persuade a damned ghost, Tang Zhen just wanted to test how powerful a mundane divination technique can be.

The results have proved that the divination skills of mortals are indeed not weak, and they can judge life and death in one word, and can even see through the trend of national fortune.

This matter is just casual, it can be said that it is forgotten later, and it is not haunted at all.

After walking around the street, I bought back firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the day went by.

At the same time, there are also pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as things used by literati, which are continuously sent to the blacksmith shop.

Seeing people coming in and out constantly, the neighbors looked on indifferently, wanting to see how long this new foreigner could live?

In fact, in their hearts, they also hope that Tang Zhen can live longer, which proves that the blacksmith shop has returned to peace.

At night, you can sleep more peacefully.

Close the door, and the courtyard is self-contained.

Tang Zhen opened the original owner's wardrobe, took out a set of half-new clothes from it, and placed them on the table.

Then he picked up the pen and ink, and wrote down lines of runes in the clothes, which looked mysterious and weird.

After writing the clothes, write the trousers and shoes, as well as a pair of animal leather gloves.

After writing, Tang Zhen threw the brush aside and turned to look at the corner beside him.

"The clothes have been prepared for you. After you put them on, make a fire for me. It's a pity that this blacksmith shop is deserted.

If you don't want to do it, get out of here early, this is not your home anymore. "

After Tang Zhen finished speaking, he walked slowly to the courtyard and lay down on a chair.

The tall figure hidden in the corner slowly walked to the table and tentatively grabbed those clothes and pants.

Soon these clothes were put on, and a tall figure appeared in the room, floating around as if it had no weight.

After a moment of silence, it bowed to Tang Zhen and walked to the stove impatiently.

As the sickle struck, the coke in the furnace was ignited, and smoke rose from the chimney that had been silent for a long time.

He threw the iron ingot into the furnace, and when it burned red, the tall figure wielded the hammer and kept hitting it.

Hearing the sound of hammering iron, the surrounding neighbors were taken aback at the same time, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

They were very familiar with this sound. When the blacksmith was not dead, he kept knocking like this every day.

In the blacksmith shop, which was originally called a haunted house, the sound of iron hammering came again, and everyone would feel that something was wrong.

The neighbors are secretly guessing, will they see Tang Zhen's body tomorrow morning?

Unexpectedly, the blacksmith shop, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened for business early the next morning.

On the old weapon rack, there are long swords and war knives with a cold light, which are obviously new products that have just been cast.

Tang Zhen sat in the shop, looking at the neighbors who were poking their brains outside, with a harmless smile on his face.

(Tianjin)