Journey To Longevity

After nightfall, in this mortal city named Shuocheng, except for a few bustling and bustling places, which were still brightly lit, the lights in other places had already been turned off early, just to save some gas money.

The inn where Zhang Shiping and others live is naturally the best in the city, with wide roads and rows of shops along the street, and most immortal cultivators do not lack a few taels of gold and silver, and most people choose this place to rest, plus There are quite a few wealthy families in the city who come here to seek pleasure, and it is extremely prosperous.

Zhang Shiping, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, recovered after resting for several hours, and heard faint voices coming from outside, which seemed quite lively. He stood up, pushed open the carved wooden window, and stood in front of the window quietly looking at the street.

In the long street, the lanterns hung in front of the shops seem to be afraid of being compared by others. Each family is brighter than the other. The fire is shining like a long dragon. It is a thriving scene, not worse than some big cities in Nanzhou!

Zhang Shiping's eyes reflected the bright lights, and he smiled a little. He didn't know how long it had been, he hadn't seen such a scene, and the depression in his heart was slightly relieved. This trip cost tens of thousands of spirit stones just for the preparation, but he didn't get anything, and because he had to escort Ming Xinzong, fellow Daoist Min, back, he didn't stop to hunt sea beasts or search for spiritual objects on the way. Only a few unlucky sea beast monsters were bumped into by a few of their golden core monks, and they gave tooth sacrifices.

There was a creaking sound, and Zhang Shiping, wearing a blue shirt, opened the door and came out.

"Does the guest need anything?" There happened to be a commoner boy from the corridor, carrying a steaming wooden barrel, and asked with a grin.

Zhang Shiping shook his head, and replied with a smile: "Stay bored, go for a walk."

"Tonight is a temple fair, and it's more lively outside than usual, but the guest officer's purse should be watched closely, so don't be touched by others. Those people are also in the same group, so don't conflict with them. If you have anything to do, go to the Go where there are many people." The boy with a simple and honest face lowered his eyebrows and looked around, reminding him in a low voice.

"Thanks, I got it, you can go first." Zhang Shiping nodded, and he walked slowly towards the stairs on one side.

"Okay." The servant stepped up a bit, walked a few steps, came to a door, and knocked loudly, "Guest officer, the hot water is here."

There was a crisp sound from inside the door, and the boy who carried the water entered the door and poured the hot water from the bucket into the bathtub, and then walked a few quick steps, like a gust of wind, passed by Zhang Shiping sideways, and stepped down the stairs with extremely diligent hands and feet.

"It seems that the third girl is here."

"I know how to play all day long, this time when I go back, I must watch her closely, in case..."

Zhang Shiping was walking to the corner of the stairs when he met two well-dressed middle-aged men talking. When he saw Zhang Shiping, he found that he had a little aura. He was a practitioner like them. The conversation between the two of them Immediately stopped, and nodded towards Zhang Shiping out of politeness.

One of the two looks younger, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but he has restrained his breath, while the other is in the late stage of Qi training, and their apparent cultivation level is comparable to that of Zhang Shiping.

Zhang Shiping nodded towards them, and walked over indifferently. There were many people sitting in the lobby on the first floor, but because the place was relatively large, it didn't seem crowded.

The shopkeeper on the counter was frowning, staring at the account book, and making calculations. He was a thin middle-aged man wearing a black round hat. When Zhang Shiping walked over, he heard footsteps, raised his head and greeted Zhang Shiping, but his hand didn't stop, he didn't even look at it, he was still fiddling with the beads.

Zhang Shiping walked slowly and aimlessly along the side of the street. There was loud shouting from the shopkeepers along the street. Bamboo-leaf windmills, straw grasshoppers, rabbits and other small playthings whistling on their burdens followed. He moved and wobbled.

Along the way, Zhang Shiping saw many residents in the city, with children around them, all carrying lanterns in their hands. Judging by their clothes, they knew that their families were well-off. There are also some handsome men and women who look like teenagers, walking side by side, shy and farther away, or walking in tandem, step by step. Of course, there were also a few bolder men who, while not paying attention, grabbed the jade man's little hand and held it tightly, making the night a little more charming.

Zhang Shiping walked for a while, and there was a group of people in front of him, and there was the sound of gongs and drums. There was a big man with bare arms, holding a small torch in one hand, and a pottery bowl filled with kerosene in the other. He took a mouthful , Puff puff, sprayed on the torch, a ball of fire rose up, which attracted bursts of applause.

Zhang Shiping didn't stop when he saw it, there was a little smile in the corner of his eyes, he had been practicing for a long time, and seeing all the things in front of him at first glance gave him a very different perception, a little more fireworks and anger.

"Brother, do you know where the Wu family in Tongmingfang is going?" A young man with a maned green horse came towards him and asked when he saw Zhang Shiping approaching. Zhang Shiping had just come here, so he didn't know what the Wu family was, he shook his head, but the young man still cupped his hands in thanks, walked past Zhang Shiping, and asked him again.

It took about half a cup of tea, Zhang Shiping didn't move anymore, he walked into a small shop, ordered a few dishes, and asked the shop to serve a pot of rice wine. After drinking it, the mouth is a little sour, but also has a bit of sweetness.

After a while, when the jug on the table was empty, Zhang Shiping yelled, "The store pays the bill", and threw down a dime of silver. Before he stepped over the threshold, there were bursts of exclamations from outside, mixed with a few cranes.

Zhang Shiping went out, just in time to see a white shadow flashing by, it was a white crane, carrying a girl in green clothes on her back, her face was a bit anxious, she patted the white crane, and said crisply: "Grandma Crane, fly faster."

The two middle-aged men each drove a leaf-shaped flying instrument, and followed closely behind. One of them kept a straight face, hiding his worry deeply in his eyes, and shouted sharply: "Girl, stop now, are you going to be so angry that you can become a father?"

Several people flew over the sky in front of Zhang Shiping, and the two middle-aged men were the two that Zhang Shiping saw on the stairs of the inn earlier. He shook his head and smiled, looking at the few people in the air, fearing that the younger generation in the family would be restless and sneak out to play, and the elders of the clan would chase them out worryingly. This is not a big deal, and it is not that there are no such juniors in the Zhang family, but after being subjected to the clan's rules a few times, most of them have become more honest. Of course, the juniors in the clan should not be too pampered, let go .

But that white crane is not bad, although its aura is a little old, but it is a second-order flying monster after all, and it cannot be caught up by the two middle-aged monks who are at the early stage of foundation establishment and late stage of Qi training behind them. If it flies with all its strength, it may soon be able to get rid of these two people.

"No, I won't go back. If I go back, you will lock me up." The little girl turned her head and shouted angrily. She seemed quite excited, with an extremely abnormal blue color on her face.

"No, no, Aunt He, quickly put the third girl down." Another middle-aged man hurriedly responded.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Shiping happened to see the girl's appearance, and the steps that he had stepped out stopped, and he looked carefully at the white crane in the sky. He seemed to have seen this scene before, and after a few breaths, his face Showing a trace of nostalgia, he said softly: "This child..."