This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

Chen Luo dragged Yang Chongtian for several miles. For a monk at the peak of the Foundation Building Stage, this weight was nothing.

But it's always a bit troublesome.

So after thinking for a while, he took away the Universe Bag from Yang Chongtian and handed him to Mu Shasha who was standing aside.

Mushasha was unwilling to help at first, but it was not until Chen Luo and Chen Luo fought hard on her head that she reluctantly agreed.

"Can't you show some mercy?"

Mu Shasha dragged Yang Chongtian with one hand and covered her head with the other hand, which had several bags on it.

Chen Luo said nonchalantly.

"The greatest respect for a woman is to fight with all your strength!"

Hearing this, Qin Mu couldn't help but nodded.

When leaving, his father told him that he would stay with Chen Luo and learn from him more this time.

Now it seems that my father is very far-sighted.

Everything Chen Luo said was so philosophical.

…

That night, Chen Luo and others came to a small town.

Find an inn and stay.

The innkeeper was quite discerning and saw the meaning of the clothes worn by Chen Luo and others, and immediately let Chen Luo and others live and eat for free.

But Chen Luo is not the kind of person who loves petty gains! Immediately slapped the table.

"Although we are disciples of the Demon Sect, that doesn't mean we can do evil things!"

"If you eat other people's food, you have to give them money! This is only natural!"

The shopkeeper's eyes couldn't help but moisten when he looked at Chen Luo, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Over the years, his small inn has hosted many people, including outer disciples of small sects and direct disciples of large sects.

But when these people arrived at the store, let alone paying them, it was already pretty good if they didn't go crazy and smash up his little inn!

Today, I met a disciple who actually said he wanted to give me money!

Who wouldn't be moved by this?

Seeing the boss's expression of gratitude, Chen Luo smiled.

"How about 100 taels."

When the boss heard this, he suddenly trembled with fear.

100 taels! This is enough to live here for half a year! Did you meet a kind person or something?

The boss nodded quickly, "Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, you should."

Chen Luo chuckled lightly, and then planned to say something, but before he could say anything, he suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

When the boss saw this scene, he couldn't help but be startled, and subconsciously noticed something was wrong.

But the next second, Chen Luo turned to look at Mu Shasha.

"Mushasha, pay the money."

After saying that, he lowered his head and started to cook.

Mushasha's face turned dark with anger when she heard this.

Damn it! The good people who co-authored it all asked you to do it, so let me take the responsibility, right? What Apex Level borrows flowers to offer to Buddha! !

But what Mushasha didn't know was that Chen Luo had no intention of paying at all in the first place.

He planned to give a number and then ask the boss to give him money in return.

After all, as a disciple of Demon Dao, it is normal for me to do some immoral things.

After finally coming out, I will naturally increase the reputation of the sect!

But then I thought about it, as a cultivator of immortality, I don’t seem to have any need for things like silver.

After all, they are already cultivating immortals, and most of their daily food, clothing, housing and transportation are all Spirit Stones. Who needs money?

Even if the boss pays 100 silver taels as a courtesy, if Chen Luo is placed in the universe bag, the only purpose seems to be to take up space.

It was with this in mind that Chen Luo gave up asking for money and asked Mushasha to pay instead.

Mushasha didn't want to talk nonsense, mainly because she was afraid that Chen Luo would attack her again.

But after searching the Universe Bag for a while, she raised her head in embarrassment.

"Well, I don't have any money on me."

Hearing this, Chen Luo was stunned for a moment.

After a second thought, it seems quite normal.

After all, everyone is an immortal cultivator, and they are also true disciples. They have basically severed ties with the mortal world. Anyone who carries money with them when they have nothing to do is carrying a Spirit Stone.

So Chen Luo looked at Qin Mu who was showing off his rice.

"Qin Mu, pay."

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Luo in confusion.

"I have no money."

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, "As the leader of this mission, your sect didn't give you any funds?"

Qin Mu shook his head, "I gave him the Spirit Stone, but not the silver."

Hearing this, Chen Luo turned to look at the boss standing aside.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I couldn’t break my trust.

So Chen Luo stood up and walked towards the other guests in the inn.

The guests were very "generous" and generous, and soon helped Chen Luo collect 100 taels of silver.

A few minutes later, Chen Luo returned to his position with 100 taels of silver and handed it all to the boss.

"I, Chen Luo, always do what I say!"

After saying that, he continued to eat by himself.

The boss looked at the heavy silver coins in his hand, but there was no smile on his face.

Because he could already feel the hostile looks directed at him by guests from all directions.

He knew very well that the money could not be saved.

After dinner, they returned to their respective rooms.

As for Yang Chongtian, since he hadn't woken up yet, Chen Luo threw him directly into the stable and let him sleep with the horse overnight.

…

The next day, Chen Luo woke up and came to the inn and asked for a bowl of noodles for breakfast.

Then he noticed that there seemed to be a few more scars on the boss's face.

But Chen Luo didn't think much about it, it definitely had nothing to do with him.

Yang Chongtian had already woken up from his coma and was sitting opposite Chen Luo. He seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Chen Luo.

But he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Chen Luo. He was obviously frightened yesterday.

At this time, Chen Luo looked at Qin Mu aside and found that something seemed wrong with Qin Mu.

At this time, Qin Mu was holding a map in his hand, frowning, and stuffing buns into his mouth with his other hand.

"What, the buns don't suit your appetite?"

Chen Luo picked up the noodles and took a sip of the noodle soup and asked.

Qin Mu shook his head when he heard the arrest, then thought for a while and said slowly.

"I don't understand something here."

Qin Mu held the map and couldn't help but ask, as if he was not familiar with the map.

Chen Luo leaned over and took a look, but Chen Luo didn't usually look at maps. Although he could see what was drawn on the map, he really couldn't tell the specific location.

At this time, Zhao Man on the side couldn't help but come over.

After seeing the maps in their hands, she was slightly stunned.

Then he took the map from Qin Mu's hand and turned it over slightly.

"Would it be easier to understand if you look at it this way?"

Qin Mu took a closer look and found that after Zhao Man flipped the map over, he could now understand some of the places that he couldn't understand at first.

"It seems really easy."

Seeing this scene, Chen Luo on the side couldn't help but frown.

"Wait a minute, that means you've been looking at the map upside down before?"

Qin Mu nodded, "Probably."

"Then what path did we take yesterday?"

"It seems to be the other way around." Qin Mu nodded and said with certainty.

Chen Luo:……

"Why did I agree to come out with you!"