By the time Nan Fuguang returned, she had unconsciously followed the butcher into a lively wine shop.
This method of gathering intelligence is very retro.
Nan Fuguang thought of the little books on the mortal world that he had read with the theme of happiness and revenge. If the protagonist had information he wanted to inquire about, he would often come to this place and squat in the corner to listen——
For this kind of thing, people in the world of cultivating immortals usually choose to spend a few more low-grade crystals and directly post questions on the mobile version of "Three Worlds Packet Inquiry". Who knows what big boss happened to be reading the newspaper at that time? A blind cat said when he encountered a dead mouse. Maybe someone can help solve the problem.
Because there are so many mortals on the West Coast, there is a special edition of "Three Worlds Package" for mortals, but the sales are not very good...
But then again, of course, it is impossible to ask about something like black cracked sky ore in a newspaper with great fanfare. Maybe the post will be gone as soon as it is sent out, and then within a matter of seconds, the people of "Kingfisher's Nest" will He was already standing outside the cave waiting for me.
The butcher sat down and ordered braised beef. The waiter said impatiently at first that there was no more. Business has been very good recently...
He asked good-naturedly, are you sure it's gone? Can you look for it again?
Nan Fuguang sneered. He originally wanted to remind him not to scold him, but if there wasn't any, go look for him, but he didn't expect the waiter to say, "Okay."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
The whole world is admiring this pig-slaughterer. What does he mean by saying "good, okay, no problem"?
At this time, the waiter didn't seem to hear Nan Fuguang's inner murmur, and turned around to ask her what she needed. She happened to be on a twelve-wing boat. Nan Fuguang, who was not used to sailing, felt uncomfortable in his stomach, so the waiter asked her for it. A pot of iced sour plum soup, and then he propped his chin with one hand and looked around.
Her attention was quickly drawn to a large table in the corner of the store, where there were probably businessmen and the like. They looked big and strong, and had loud voices. They were gathering with friends, drinking wine and eating meat, and discussing the recent business and price trends. .
It is said that someone in the world of immortality has recently privately purchased a large amount of the basic herbs and various fire ores that strengthen the fire spirit root elixir. Among them, there is a kind of spark flint that has increased in supply and demand, and has increased several times compared with the previous few decades...
Passerby A: "The Spark Flint is very domineering. I heard it is the main raw material for the refined Calendar Fire Pill - you know the Calendar Fire Pill, right?"
I know.
Nan Fuguang continued in his heart——
After eating this pill, it can greatly enhance the value of the fire spirit root in a short period of time. After that, other relatively weak spiritual roots in the body are likely to be swallowed up by the strong fire spirit root, thus making a three-spirit or even a four-spirit The root becomes a single spiritual root and an innate immortal body...
Lihuo Dan was invented by those evil medicine cultivators. Because it is too dangerous, it is a banned drug.
Passerby A held up the cup, lowered his voice, and pretended to be mysterious: "Do you know who is purchasing these materials?"
Others: "Who?"
Passerby A threw the cup and snorted: "Yunshang Immortal Lord, how about a feast!"
Others: "Ouch!"
Nan Fuguang: "?"
Passerby B: "Yan Ji'an has a golden spiritual root and is a natural swordsman. What does he want with this thing?"
Passerby A smiled: "Recently, the divine phoenix came to the world, but the Shatuo Sky-splitting Tree has not yet revived according to legend... Yunshang Immortal Lord once said personally that this is because there are other spiritual impurities in the mortal body of the divine phoenix—— Along with the Calendar Fire Pill, one needs to use the ancient dragon scales as a medicine, and then refine it with the Spark Fire Stone to purify the Shenfeng Essence.”
Passerby B: "I know about this. I heard that the secret realm of the Fallen Dragon containing the ancient true dragon scales will be opened within the next two years... Apart from the dragon scales, there may not be anything good in it! Those sects on the east coast Mendu is gearing up and has already begun to select disciples to enter the secret realm according to the number of quotas allocated! ”
Passerby A: "Isn't that right! Once he gets the dragon scales and burns them together with the massive flint in the furnace, hey, when the divine phoenix is alive, he can transform into a dragon in response to the disaster!" Bang!
The passerby gave a high-five.
Passerby A: "The tree is alive."
Passerby C: "Ah, when it comes to marrow cleansing, do you know that I heard that when Yan Ji'an accepted Shenfeng as his disciple, he also took out a Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill and gave it to his only disciple and Taoist companion at the time... ”
Passerby A: "Hey! As a man, it's important to know how to carry water!"
Passerby B: "The water is not served properly. Why is the material given to Shenfeng the devouring enhancement type, but the material given to others is the marrow washing type?"
Nan Fuguang made a "gurgling" sound from his throat.
Passerby A: "Why are you demanding so much? Is Shen Feng Neng the same concept as other passers-by A, B, B, and D? You are already very conscientious even if you are willing to carry water. It is difficult to find someone as strong as Yan Ji'an in the Three Realms and Six Paths. So, It’s ridiculous to me that there is only one disciple and Taoist companion for so many years... Hey, what’s the name of his Taoist companion?”
Passerby B: "Nan Fuguang."
Nan Fuguang was suddenly named, and goosebumps spread all over the place.
This is the disadvantage of being involved with famous people. They chat about famous people's anecdotes after dinner, and you are accidentally brought along as a scrap.
She felt uncomfortable all over and didn't know how to express herself. She turned her head and looked at the butcher beside her. The latter was holding a chopstick of braised beef, eating the meat deliciously with a sip of wine. She looked really hungry...
At this moment, he felt the silent gaze coming from beside him. Without raising his head, he took a sip of wine and asked, "What are you looking at? Don't you want to eat?"
...Stop ordering me around. Besides, what kind of beef do monks eat?
Nan Fuguang was expressionless and didn't speak.
The butcher sighed and muttered, "You'll never be obedient anyway," and then slowly said, "Don't look at me, that's a fallacy. Not all men are like this. I don't drink water."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Nan Fuguang: "You are not strong."
Pig Butcher: "..."
The pig butcher looked calm: "Just say this to me. Say it to any other male creature. It's called provocation. Even a male cricket will rise up to resist. If you study this further, the intention behind it is very similar." It's an attempt to flirt... Sister Fairy, let me go. I may have a heart for Buddha and not be close to women in the future."
Have you killed thousands of pigs over the years?
Are you interested in worshiping Buddha?
If there is a pig hell in this world, it is prepared for you. If you fall down, you will be humped by pigs every day.
Nan Fuguang: "You should continue eating."
The pig butcher was indeed obedient and continued to pick up his chopsticks to pick up his favorite braised beef.
Those people were still going on not far away.
Passerby C: "Speaking of Nan Fuguang, you may not know that when she was very young... dozens of years old, she built a time turner by herself during her Qi refining period."
Passerby A: "I know. The Yuntian Sect made such a big deal about it that the world knew about it and it was published in the newspaper. Even the Xuanji Pavilion of the Immortal Alliance was alarmed and made a special trip to the Yuntian Sect to admit her... But she didn’t go! If she didn’t go to Xuanji Pavilion, I thought she would at least become a sword cultivator!”
Passerby B: "Yan Ji'an is a swordsman."
Passerby A: "Hey! These sisters...are not love-minded?"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Gan!
Just call her sick, call her a love brain!
How far is Xianmeng Xuanji Pavilion? The Xuanji Pavilion is full of old men who started out at 200 years old. How old was she then? What’s wrong with not wanting to leave home and face a group of old men every day?
Why are you so obsessed with love?
Passerby A: "Maybe she really is a love brain. I heard that she didn't ask for the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill during the Shenfeng Apprenticeship Ceremony. Doesn't it sound like 'I'm neither humble nor arrogant, as long as you have loyal love' - "< br>
Passerby C: "Hahahahahahahahaha how can a man be loyal!"
Passerby B: "It's a pity. I heard that Nan Fuguang is not bad in appearance. Although she can't compare with Shenfeng, if she were an ordinary person, she would still be reluctant to part with her."
Passerby C: "Hey, hey, wouldn't you be reluctant to part with the banquet? Otherwise, you can use a once-in-a-millennium treasure like the Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill to come out as a treasure..." These people are getting more and more outrageous.
He looked in the wrong direction and headed towards the unpleasant side.
The butcher raised his index finger and touched the tip of his nose, thinking that these people would really ruin the reputation and reputation of men in public.
He turned around and looked at the person next to him who was being slandered by innocent rumors. He lowered his head and sat there in silence, staring at a dirty spot on the table in a daze.
Why.
The butcher's eyebrows drooped, thinking to himself, like a pitiful puppy that had fallen into the water.
He weighed the chopsticks in his hand——
Before he could take action, his eyes blurred.
It turned out that the person who was sitting at the table just a moment ago jumped out with lightning speed, and before anyone could react, his kick knocked over the chair at the next table!
Accompanied by three neat screams, passers-by A, B, and C were born. The girl stepped on the shoulder of passer-by C, who had just spoken rudely, and leaned down. Her eyes and voice were equally cold and she said: "Don't speak ill of Nan Fuguang. ”
The man, who was quite big and as strong as an ox, was stepped on by a little girl. He was first panicked and then shouted with a white face: "What the hell! Who! Who the hell are you?! Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It hurts..."
Nan Fuguang: "Nan Fuguang fans."
The person was yelling so much that she moved her feet and immediately stepped on the person's ear again. While pressing the person to the ground, she screamed in pain and calmly added: "You are not allowed to speak ill of my family. .”
The restaurant instantly became chaotic.
The merchants who want to help but are afraid to come up because of this inexplicable violent girl falling from the sky,
The waiter looked at the mess on the ground and the scrapped chairs in confusion.
Crawling all over the floor, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
Passers-by eating at this scene.
Why.
The butcher put down the chopsticks in his hand to smooth his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh for the second time.
What a drowned puppy...
Mad dog is coming.
……
"They said that there was a man with a red flower on his chest in the third area of North Street today. The flower was half-flowered. He was selling black cracked empty ore... He was still there at noon, and he should not have left yet."
This world is non-violent non-cooperation.
When Nan Fuguang floated back to the table with a cold face and sat down, she had become the top star in today's wine shop. She even changed her strategy of keeping a low profile and listening to the corner, and forcibly dug out the information she wanted to know from the mouths of the businessmen.
The pig butcher held a white handkerchief in his hand, stretched it over and wiped it on her face.
As soon as the warm hand came closer, a strange yet familiar smell followed. Nan Fuguang subconsciously hid aside. Of course, she couldn't hide from the man with hands that looked like a gibbon. Her cheek hurt, and she hissed.
The butcher saw that the white handkerchief was stained with a little scarlet: "Next time, don't kick the tables and chairs when you hit someone. The fragments of cups and bowls will hurt people's eyes... Forget it, don't hit people and nothing will happen. Don't hit people next time." .”
Only then did Nan Fuguang feel a little sting on her cheek. She frowned and touched it, then turned her head and looked at the handkerchief in the man's hand next to her. It looked a bit like the one he used to wipe a butcher's knife...
The frown deepened.
"What are you looking at? It's new." The butcher said, casually stuffing the handkerchief back into his sleeve, "I'm going to find the person you mentioned, lest you get stepped on the ground and get beaten up if you disagree with me. But it's robbery, you'll be jailed, and you won't be allowed to enter the "Kingfisher's Nest" for three generations... You stay here and eat some more, although you may be full of anger. ”
Nan Fuguang inevitably glared at him a few more times.
The butcher sat still.
Nan Fuguang kicked him under the table, "Aren't you looking for that person?"
The pig butcher spread his hands: "Spiritual stone."
Nan Fuguang fiercely took out a handful from the Qiankun bag and gave it to him. Before he left, he glanced at it and roughly saw the number she reported at the dock. He shook his hand and said, "Bring them all."
Nan Fuguang got annoyed and took out the money bag from the Qiankun bag and threw it to him.
"I went."
"Get out of here."
"Stop fighting. Your thin arms and legs are so strong. In addition to being scary, it will only make people suspect that you are not a mortal..."
"Got it."
"Really don't fight anymore."
"...Where did all this nonsense come from? Get out of here!"
……
Nan Fuguang sat there from day to night.
As people in the tavern came and went, and the waiter cast curious glances countless times, she finally had to face the reality: if she hadn't fled with the money, the butcher would have been lost.
A bloody lesson from traveling in the world: gossips obtained through violence usually have some pitfalls.
The butcher was right.
Fighting or anything like that is really not recommended.
(End of chapter)
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