Lonely Immortal

This night was a bit uneventful.

The small old house, with three people living in it, was still a bit crowded, but this was not a big problem. The most important thing was that this night, Zhang Zhiwen kept hearing a lot of noise outside. Obviously, it should be The movement was caused by the patrols arresting the casual cultivators who had nowhere to spend the night, and some even started to take action. Then there were screams and other things mixed in, making it quite confusing.

Master and disciple Fang Sinian were silent the whole time, as if they were asleep, but Zhang Zhiwen didn't get much rest all night. He just meditated and rested his mind. It wasn't until the sky got slightly brighter that the outside gradually calmed down.

Early in the morning, both master and disciple Fang Sinian also woke up. As cultivators of immortality, they also meditate and enter concentration. As soon as Fang Sinian woke up, he was busy making breakfast for everyone. While making arrangements, he told Fang Sheng to take care of himself. After everyone stayed at home and had a simple breakfast, Fang Sinian led Zhang Zhiwen to Lin's Royal Beast Garden.

Along the way, Fang Sinian was talking to Zhang Zhiwen about Lin's Royal Beast Garden. In fact, Zhang Zhiwen didn't really want to go to the Royal Beast Garden. He didn't know anything about spiritual beasts, so going there was probably just a side job, but Fang Si Nian was kind-hearted and he couldn't refuse, so he decided to find an errand to do first, understand the situation in Feixian City first, and then plan other things later.

Feixian City was quite lively this early in the morning. Shops were opening one after another, and people were coming and going on the streets. It seemed that everyone had long been accustomed to the arrests made by the patrol last night, and no one was seen gathering together to discuss this matter. This kind of thing, Fang Sinian and Fang Sheng almost never mentioned this matter, everyone basically paid attention to their own affairs.

Lin's power is distributed in the east of the city. Fang Sinian led Zhang Zhiwen all the way and saw some vendors. Zhang Zhiwen was somewhat interested in this vendor. He asked about it, and Fang Sinian told him that this vendor Not everyone can set up a stall. You have to pay money every day to set up a stall. When talking about the cost, Fang Sinian shook his head and said nothing. Obviously, he didn't seem to be very clear, but Zhang Zhiwen planned to turn around. Let’s ask about the situation again.

Zhang Zhiwen's parents have been doing small business since he was a child. He still prefers to do some small business, which is always better than doing odd jobs. However, he had no chance to do small business before, and the Yuan Kingdom has been suffering from drought for many years, and he can't even eat. Okay, what are you doing small business with?

In this way, the two of them walked along the way and soon arrived at Lin's territory, which was in the east of the city.

Arriving in this area, Zhang Zhiwen obviously felt that this place was different from other urban areas. There were various spirit beast shops everywhere, some selling spirit beast cubs, some selling furs and materials of ferocious beasts, and some selling all kinds of ferocious beasts. Dan's, in addition, there are some that seem to be Lin's People from the Lin clan were riding various strange spiritual beasts in small and large groups on the streets. When Fang Sinian saw these people, he lowered his head and stayed away. Obviously, the Lin clan People have a high position here, and most casual cultivators would lower their heads when they see him, not daring to offend him in the slightest.

But what attracted Zhang Zhiwen the most were the spirit beast mounts. These spirit beasts were the first time he had seen them. They looked various, some looked like wolves, some looked like tigers and leopards, and some looked like cranes, but these spirit beasts They are all quite tall and imposing, and any spirit can The beasts were all at least at the fourth level of Qi refining. They were carrying their respective masters and walking majestically on the street. When the casual cultivators saw them, they all gave way. Zhang Zhiwen secretly sighed. Even a beast has more dignity than a casual cultivator outside.

However, the Lin clan did not wantonly bully the casual cultivators around them. They were just passing by, not the situation where Zhang Zhiwen had seen the squires bullying the common people in Wuping County. After they passed by, the street returned to normal, and business was done. Buying and selling, those who need to rush are in a hurry, this is in good order.

Fang Sinian led Zhang Zhiwen all the way, and finally came to the entrance of a huge mansion. The gate alone of this mansion was three feet high, and a large plaque hung on the door, with four words on it - Lin's Immortal Mansion!

Seeing these four words, Zhang Zhiwen smiled a little in his heart. With such a big tone, he actually claimed to be an immortal mansion, but there were two beasts squatting at the door with bloody mouths. These beasts looked like two-headed dogs and were longer than The cow was still big, and even when it was lying on the ground panting, it would stir up waves of sand and dust. Its copper-bell-sized eyes stared straight at Fang Sinian and Zhang Zhiwen, as if warning them that if they dared to step even half a step beyond the thunder pool, they would inevitably be in danger. torn to pieces by them.

"Zhiwen, just wait here. I'll ask the manager if I can arrange an errand for you. By the way, don't get too close. If these two beast masters are unhappy, it will be a disaster. "

Fang Sinian gave instructions, and then he walked towards the door. When the two beasts saw Fang Sinian approaching, they immediately stood up and came forward to sniff. Fang Sinian also seemed to be very afraid, although he must have gone in and out more than once. The Lin family is in the Immortal Mansion, but every time two water-headed vicious dogs the size of buffaloes stare at and investigate, everyone is a little frightened.

But after all, Fang Sinian is a servant of Lin's Immortal Mansion, and he carries Lin's token, so there must be no problem with the smell. However, these two beasts still deliberately sneezed on Fang Sinian. With a slimy look on his face, he lay back down again with a grin on his face and a proud look on his face.

Fang Sinian didn't dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction. He could only wipe off the sticky things on his body, and then he had to bow his fists to the two beast masters. Seeing that the two beast masters ignored him, he Dare Shi Shiran entered the mansion.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Zhiwen didn't want to come here to do odd jobs anymore. Not to mention anything else, just having these two beasts banter about him every day made him feel quite disgusted. But when everyone else arrived, Fang Sinian made another kind-hearted gesture. , he couldn't leave, so he could only stand at the door and wait.

It's just that Zhang Zhiwen waited so long that he waited from dawn to dusk. Even though he was very patient, it was still strange, why could old Master Fang not get out after entering? Are you afraid that you forgot that he was waiting outside? But this shouldn’t happen to Old Master Fang, right?

Just when Zhang Zhiwen was wondering, someone finally came out of the Immortal Mansion. When he saw it, it was Old Master Fang, but at this moment, Old Master Fang looked depressed, his body was dripping with blood, and he was unsteady and wobbly when walking. Zhang Zhiwen quickly got up. Help in front.

"Mr. Fang, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

Fang Sinian waved his hands and said as if he was about to cry without tears: "It's okay, it's okay. I just fell down accidentally. Let's go back and talk."

Seeing him like this, Zhang Zhiwen couldn't say much, so he could only help him go back.

Returning to the old dilapidated house, Fang Sheng became anxious when he saw Fang Sinian's appearance: "Grandpa, are you being bullied by that thief again?"

After Fang Sinian sat down, he sighed, just waved his hands, and then fell silent, as if he had aged several years.

"Damn Lin Qingyang, doesn't he bully people every day just because he is a small steward? Grandpa, why are you afraid of him? Just report it to the head of the family truthfully. I don't see how he dares to trouble you like this every day. !”

Fang Sheng seemed to know the whole story, and judging from the meaning of these words, Mr. Fang must have been bullied more than once.

However, Fang Sinian ignored Fang Sheng. He didn't take the child's angry words to heart. He just looked at Zhang Zhiwen, forced a smile and said, "Zhiwen, don't worry about this. I will finally help you today." I asked about an errand. You will follow me into the house tomorrow. Here is the token. You should keep it. Ahem..."

Fang Sinian coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which splashed on the token. He quickly wiped off the blood stains, and then stuffed the token into Zhang Zhiwen's hand, "Work hard, and maybe one day you can make a difference in Feixian City, too. My thoughts are well worth it.”

After saying this, Fang Sinian stood up, then tremblingly went to meditate and fell into trance.

Zhang Zhiwen and Fang Sheng didn't say anything. Zhang Zhiwen just stared blankly at the token in his hand, which still had Mr. Fang's residual warmth on it. Fang Sheng also stared at the token blankly, wondering what else he was thinking of.

After a while, Fang Shengcai said: "Brother Zhiwen, you must not let down grandpa's hard work. You must know that it is not easy to find a job in Feixian City."

Zhang Zhiwen was a little confused. Is it so difficult to find a job? He originally planned to go to the west of Zhao's city to have a look, maybe he could find a job making alchemy, which he knew a little bit about.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwen's expression, Fang Sheng then said: "Brother Zhiwen, you are new here and you don't know the situation here. Whenever there is any errand to be done in Feixian City, a lot of people are rushing to do it, and guess what, Why can only so few people get the quota?”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwen seemed to understand something in his heart. The resources of Feixian City are limited, and casual cultivators have to rely on the protection of Feixian City to practice, and practice requires money to maintain, not to mention good things such as elixirs and spiritual weapons. The overnight stay fee every night is even if you don’t have money.

Under such circumstances, there are so many casual cultivators in Feixian City, and only a few errands are needed, so it will naturally be a waste of money.

Afterwards, Fang Sheng explained, and Zhang Zhiwen understood better that generally many people are rushing to do this kind of errands, and most of those who can get the errands get in through connections, because for this kind of chores, who can do it? If you can do it all, who can’t use it?

It was because of Zhang Zhiwen's errand that Old Master Fang annoyed the manager today, so he beat him severely and finally gave him a place.

As for the job of refining alchemy, according to Fang Sheng, that is something that only the Zhao clan has the opportunity to do, and no one else can even think about it. In addition, there is also the matter of setting up a stall, which not everyone can do. The patrol team also has to have connections, and they have to pay a lot of stall fees every day. They are responsible for their own profits and losses, and many people are losing money.

Having said this, Fang Sheng turned over his hand and took out something. This thing looked like a jade the size of a fingernail, but it exuded a very strong aura. Fang Sheng told Zhang Zhiwen that this was the currency commonly used in Feixian City. , that is, money, and this thing is called a spirit stone. The one in his hand is the lowest grade low-grade spirit stone. It was the one that Old Master Fang saved after spending more than half a year with him.

Then, Fang Sheng took out a few more broken spirit stones: "This one is one-tenth of the low-grade spirit stones. Grandpa only needs three of them after working for a month. These things are called broken spirit stones." , eleven broken spirit stones can be exchanged for one spirit stone, here are two for you, just take them and save some money."