Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

The money shopkeeper is also a good person. If you have money to send to your door, you naturally have to earn it. Besides, the other party may be really unusual.

"Two Daoists, please this way!"

He stretched out his hand to lead the crowd into the courtyard.

This Qingfeng Inn is different from the ordinary upstairs and downstairs. It adopts the courtyard system. The place is spacious. There are stables and pavilions and corridors, which are convenient for the traders who come and go.

Once inside, there are two halls to eat and drink tea to the left and right of the shadow wall, where people gather in twos and threes.

"Two teams of merchants came here yesterday, and they said they were going to the mountains to collect herbs, but they seem to have encountered difficulties."

The shopkeeper Qian explained in a low voice.

"Hey, it's really a headache, why are there monsters in this mountain? We're afraid we're running for nothing this time!"

"I think it's not just running for nothing, we have to be trapped here, and we won't be able to return to the county town for a while."

"Yeah, that monster occupied the necessary mountain road, we have to go back, at least ten more days and a half months!"

"..."

There were discussions one after another in the hall.

Li Ergou had pointed ears and was the first to ask, "Treasurer Qian, is there something wrong with the mountain road to Nanling City?"

Seeing that everyone had stopped to listen, Shopkeeper Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yes, I heard from these two groups of merchants that they encountered a monster when they went to the mountains to collect herbs, which not only damaged their hands, but also caused it to be entrenched near the mountain road."

"If you go to Nanling City this time, it is recommended to stay for a few more days to see the subsequent changes."

This is a good thing for him.

Traders are trapped here and have to pay for accommodation.

Old Zhang Tou held down the shackle and said in a low voice, "Daoist Qing Hui, we may have run into a monster this time."

When Qingquan heard it, he smiled and said, "Old Zhangtou, I'm scared of you. To tell you the truth, what Pindao is best at is fighting beasts. If you don't believe me, ask Huahua."

He glanced subconsciously, only to remember that he was worried about causing panic, and Hua Hua was left outside the town.

"Ahem, it's not important. It's just a mere monster, it's good if it doesn't come, count it as luck; if it does, Pindao doesn't mind taking another monster pet."

He patted his chest confidently.

However, this was heard by the people in the hall.

"Nonsense! Where did the wild Taoist come from, I really don't know how high the sky is! I saw it with my own eyes, it is a snake demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, and it can swallow you in one breath!"

One person slapped the table board in disdain and shouted.

"I don't think so! Maybe the snake monster sees his burly and powerful appearance, so he has to promise him with his body?"

"Haha, is he just like a monkey? I think the handsome Taoist priest next to me is not bad, tsk tsk!"

"..."

Everyone was fine, but they started laughing.

Qingquan was so angry that his brain hurt: "Senior brother, can I suppress them for three days and three nights?"

Zhang Ming glared at him: "Nonsense, the world is just gossip, the mouth is on them, let him say it."

Guo Xiang smiled and said, "It's still clear that the Taoist priest of Qinghui is transparent!"

Yin Xue held grudges and said, "I was originally a monkey."

Qingquan gritted his teeth and walked forward, not listening.

At this time, the people in the hall saw Guo Xiang and Yin Xue, their eyes lit up, and they said with a smile, "It's really two beauties, they're just different from the girls in Chunxiang Garden!"

"Unfortunately, why did you follow such a little white face, and he's still a Taoist priest! Bah!"

"Little Sixth Son, didn't you just say that this little Daoist is handsome? Why, it changed in a blink of an eye?"

"You know the shit! What are we trying to do at the risk of mountain bandits and monsters? Isn't it just to have a soft fragrance and warm jade in our arms? Hehe, if you play with such a girl..."

Guo Xiang and Yin Xue's faces became more and more ugly.

These people are the guards, transporters or grooms of the two caravans, and they are used to being vulgar, and they don't choose words.

However, Zhang Ming stopped.

"Junior Brother, who were you talking about just now?"

Qingquan was stunned,

What?

"Forget it, those who open their mouths are counted!"

Zhang Ming swept his eyes coldly, raised his hand suddenly, strewn a strand of pale golden silk thread, and instantly nailed it to the people who cheered the most in the hall, passing over his shoulders.

"Ah, it hurts! Brothers, copy the guy!"

"What's the matter, courting death!"

They still wanted to resist, grabbing the sword beside the table with their other hand, clamoring to rush up.

However, Zhang Ming flicked his wrist again, and the golden thread was like a chain, and it slapped the crowd in the face.

They suddenly became unsteady and fell to the ground.

"If you move again, the poor way will praise you."

Zhang Mingsen's cold words immediately silenced the entire hall, and even the pain was choked in his throat.

They were afraid, this man is so cruel!

Guo Xiang opened his mouth wide, and asked in shock and gratitude: "Daoist, you didn't say that it was them..."

Zhang Mingqi said: "Did I say that I wouldn't beat them?

Qingquan and everyone looked at each other in dismay, and immediately shook his head. Just now, the senior brother didn't seem to say that he couldn't beat them, but said "the mouth is on them, let him say it."

The shopkeeper Qian secretly complained, "Who are these people?"

Zhang Ming walked away and added unhurriedly: "The mouth is on them, let him say it. But the hand is on Pindao, if you want to beat it, then you can beat it."

Li Ergou secretly wrote down: "I learned."

Qingquan let out a sigh of relief and exhaled. He snorted coldly into the hall and caught up with his senior brother.

Guo Xiang and Yin Xue looked at each other and smiled brightly.

"Junior brother, you can pass it on in the inn later."

Zhang Ming ordered while walking.

"It's cold at night and night, and the medicine hall in the town is closed. It is said that there are doctors in Lao Zhangtou's caravan who are good at bone healing. One tael of silver is once a cure."

Everyone shuddered when they heard this.

The Taoist priest Qing Hui not only beat people, but also provided a one-stop service to the end!

The shopkeeper Qian shrank his head: "I have to have some snacks, and no one can offend this master."

...

At night, in the inner courtyard of the inn.

Zhang Ming put down the silver needle and pen and ink, looked at the twelve taels of silver in Qingquan's hand with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Huh, I'm finally done, although it's not much, but this kind of money earned by his own ability and hard work. Just solid."

On the other hand, the 10,000 taels of silver that the county governor's office gave to the Qiongyu Sword Sect was very unreliable.

No pie in the sky, unless you have a hang.

But the corner of Qingquan's mouth twitched. Senior brother, you just made two prescriptions with a silver needle and moved your mouth, and earned twelve taels. Is it really hard work?

Don't forget, people are hurt by you!

He blinked his eyes and asked, "Senior brother, should I beat the rest too?"

Zhang Ming glared at him quickly: "Don't think about it, we won't be so short of money! Let's talk about it when we run out."

Qingquan nodded knowingly and grinned, as if he had found a way to make a fortune.

"Master, I asked the kitchen to warm up porridge for you. It's the hardest thing to treat and save people, so drink it while it's hot."

Guo Xiang led Yin Xue in from outside, put the porridge on the table, and said with concern.

"Miss Xiang'er, it's time to work."

Zhang Ming thanked him.

Qingquan looked a little sour, and it was very hard to collect money. Does anyone care?

Yin Xue looked at him and touched the handle of the knife.

Qingquan was suddenly shocked, this female tyrannosaurus was still thinking about her offending her!

"Cough, I'll go out and see the moonlight."

As soon as Qingquan went out, he felt a big hairy head arching over, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Huahua! You are the most caring, know that you come to sleep with me!"

It turns out that Huahua slipped into Yongan Town at night.

Yin Xue looked at Daoist Qinghui and Miss Qing who were negotiating to deal with the snake demon blocking the road, and pretended to say nothing, "Cough, I will go out to see the moonlight too."

No one pays attention to her, sour and good.

Yin Xue walked out the door with the knife in hand, gritted her teeth and thought, "Hmph, Qingquan wild Taoist priest! If this girl doesn't beat your ass, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart!"

It is the dark moon and the high winds, and the good times are hard to find.

Killing is impossible, and revenge is always avenged.

Those who do not hold grudges are not called little fairies.

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