The night is darker.

Fifty miles away from the small courtyard in the forest.

Xiao Jiang Shen walked silently along the official road, not knowing where he was going, but subconsciously walking north.

But perhaps as time went by, as he walked, he felt a little better about leaving home.

After walking another five miles.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that his husband had once told the story of the 'Shanxia School' and the story of the 'Nanguan Hero'.

It seems that he can go to these places to take a look.

It’s just that the hero of Nanguan has passed away.

How about...just go to Yamashita Academy first?

Then go and see the ‘Longevity Magistrate of He’an County’?

Finally, go to Wujiang in the north to see Jiang Shen?

He felt that he was transformed by the spirit's hard work and wanted to worship the River God.

When Xiao Jiangshen thought of this, he suddenly had a goal and a happy smile appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but start to use his magic skills to hurry up, walking towards Huai County in Lingcheng with a distance of ten feet.

I rushed all the way and recovered my spiritual power from time to time on the way.

At noon the next day, he arrived at the boundary of Huai County, thousands of miles away.

He also remembered his husband’s story about rice porridge in Huai County.

The rice porridge in Huai County is a craft passed down from Yuqing County.

Xiao Jiangshen thought to himself, and with longing in mind, he followed the nearby pedestrians into the county, and then looked at the nearest rice porridge stall on the edge of the county.

The fragrance of the rice porridge made him a little greedy, but he had no money.

So Xiao Jiangshen rubbed his nose, and first took out Wu Nanji in his arms, wanting to see if there was any fate here.

If not, he would be ready to leave and stop being greedy here.

But as he took out the book, he heard some noises coming from inside the book.

He couldn't help but shake the book, and saw several copper coins falling out of the gaps in the back layers.

He quickly caught it with the hem of his clothes and counted it together. There were twenty coins in total.

After seeing this, Xiao Jiangshen also knew that his husband gave it to him. He was afraid that he would not have a living to make money and would starve, so he put the copper coin in the travel note.

It's just that he was in a hurry along the way and didn't look carefully.

He thought of this for a moment, and then thought of his gentle appearance, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to go back now.

He misses home.

But when the nearby stall owner saw a young man standing in a daze in the distance, he habitually shouted to the surrounding streets: "Hot porridge with steamed buns and freshly baked buns~!"

He shouted, hoping that the young master would come to his place to take care of business.

I heard shouting.

Xiao Jiangshen also sniffed his nose and smelled the aroma of rice porridge. He gave up the idea of ​​going home for a moment and passed by like this.

Because he felt that if he went back now, his husband would definitely blame him.

Those friends will also laugh at him.

When the stall owner saw Xiao Jiangshen coming, he empty the table enthusiastically and said: "This guest, please give me three cents of porridge and one cent of steamed buns. What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Jiang Shen did not answer, but first looked at the big pot on the stove, then at the heat cage, and finally at a small bowl and basin.

I heard my husband talk about it when he was reading his travel notes.

There is rice porridge in the big pot, vegetable buns in the cage, and pickles in the small bowl.

Rice porridge and steamed buns cost money, but pickles are given for free.

But you can’t just eat pickles, the store will be angry.

"Well...a bowl of porridge." After Xiao Jiang Shen recalled this, he pointed at the cage and said, "There are two more buns!"

"Okay!" the stall owner responded and quickly prepared it for the young master.

After a while, the porridge was served and the buns were placed on the tray.

The stall owner also took a small plate and filled it with a spoonful of pickles.

When everything is laid out, place it in front of Xiao Jiangshen’s table.

The stall owner looked at Xiao Jiangshen again, looking a little childish and unfamiliar. After thinking about it, he thought that the young master was a tourist in the city, so he told Xiao Jiangshen that the pickles were free of charge.

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"Thank you, store!" Xiao Jiangshen thanked him and happily tasted the rice porridge that he had only heard of but never eaten before.

When the stall owner saw Xiao Jiangshen looking happy and liking the rice porridge in his shop, he smiled, held his hands, and went back to work.

But as everyone knows, just when Xiao Jiangshen is eating happily.

In the shadow not far away, there is a human monk quietly sizing up Xiao Jiangshen.

This monk’s name is Mao Ze.

The realm is a master of Qi training, and there are two evil sealing talismans affixed to the clothes.

The evil sealing talisman can suppress the fluctuations of his aura, so that the martial judges and Yinzai who are on duty in this county cannot detect the blood evil aura in him.

Because although he is from the human race, he has mastered the art of cannibalism.

He usually sucks people's souls and harms living beings, and the blood-evil aura in his body is very strong.

It is so strong that if he takes action in the county, runs around, or conflicts with others, the blood evil on his body will appear.

Moreover, he has been living in this county for a long time during this time.

All because as the news of the mountain school spread, many monks inside and outside the Wu Dynasty headed towards Licheng.

Then he stayed in a small county on the edge of Lingcheng, hoping to catch some low-level monks who were alone.

The soul of a monk is far higher than that of ordinary creatures.

But today when he looked at Xiao Jiangshen, it was not that he discovered that Xiao Jiangshen was a monk.

Instead, it was the scene of Xiao Jiangshen shaking the book when he entered the county, which made him realize that the book seemed to have spiritual energy fluctuations. It should not be an ordinary thing, but a legendary magical weapon!

Look at the boy who doesn't care much about this book, has no interest in reading it, and even uses it to store some common things.

Maybe this guy picked up this book by chance.

This guy is definitely not a monk.

Otherwise, how could we resist looking at this magical artifact? Otherwise, how could it be used to store secular objects?

I am afraid that the rumored True Immortal Nascent Soul would not be so extravagant.

What a waste for that kid.

I have to find a way to get it.

It would be best not to have a fight or disturb the underworld in this realm.

In the final analysis, he is just a master of Qi training, but the patrolling martial arts judge is a foundation builder.

The monk thought to himself, and then looked at Xiao Jiang Shen, who looked like he had never seen the world. He looked like a young man from the city who came to the county to steal food.

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Seeing this scene, the monk took the initiative and pretended to be an ordinary customer and walked towards the porridge stall, preparing to get in touch with this seemingly inexperienced young man first.

If you can trick someone into getting a strange book with just a few words, then you shouldn’t waste so much time, lest things change later and attract other monks, or even more terrifying Yinsi martial judges.

The monk thought about it and came to the porridge stall. At the invitation of the stall owner, he sat at the table next to Xiao Jiangshen.

I want another portion of rice porridge and two steamed buns.

While waiting, the monk looked at Xiao Jiangshen next to him, and asked as if he were chatting: "It doesn't look like this little brother is from this county. Is he from Lingcheng?"

Xiao Jiangshen heard the kind questions and smiles from others, and then he stopped eating the porridge, quickly put the porridge down, nodded with a smile and said: "Yes!"

"What a coincidence!" Seeing how easy it was to talk to him, the monk smiled even more and said, "Looking at how well-dressed and well-spoken this little brother is, he must have a prominent family background.

And a good friend of mine is a gentleman from Lingfeng Academy in the city. His surname is Li. Do you know him, little brother?"

The monk said that he had actually met Mr. Li, and that Mr. Li was indeed from the academy.

As for whether Mr. Li considers himself a friend.

I have taken his heart and liver and used it as medicine, and there is no proof.

"Yeah." Xiao Jiangshen nodded again.

Although Xiao Jiangshen didn't know who the bachelor was, since the person mentioned the subject of knowledge, he might be someone who was related to Wu Nanji.
To be continued...