"Okay, stop arguing, pack up quickly, and go ashore to find out where we are!" Among the crowd, Fatty Qian, who also woke up, had a look of regret on his face.
But after he understood the reality he was in, he immediately restored the majesty of his master and began to order the boatmen in an orderly manner.
But those boatmen, who were kings and hegemons in the illusion, became immortals and ancestors, listened to the orders so fiercely that they couldn't react. There were even a few people who were too deeply involved in the drama, and they directly stood up and scolded them.
"Bold, you little businessman, you dare to point fingers at me, you are so impatient..."
"Looking for death, a mere mortal..."
Listening to the subordinates who were either the emperor or the immortals, Fatty Qian's mouth twitched, and then he shouted with a black face, "You guys, half a month's salary will be deducted."
These words were surprisingly effective. Several boatmen who were still confused immediately woke up when they heard that their wages were being deducted.
"My boss, I just woke up. Please forgive me. I'm going to work right now. Please don't deduct your wages. The whole family is counting on me to support them."
"Shopkeeper, I didn't do it on purpose. The immortal's spell is really too powerful. I'm still awake..."
"Boss, I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. Just think of me as a piece of shit. I'll go to work right away."
Under the threat of wages, the boatmen exerted unprecedented energy.
The logistics staff hurriedly cooked. After all, they hadn’t eaten for several days and nights. When they first woke up, they didn’t feel it. After a while, everyone was already hungry.
As for the rude boatmen, they boarded the shore without even eating to find out the news.
Half an hour later, several boatmen came back one after another.
Only then did everyone on the boat realize that they and others had arrived at Linjiang City.
Fatty Qian, without further delay, directly ordered the anchor to be lifted and the ship to sail.
It wasn't a long journey to begin with, but it took less than an hour to reach the port of Linjiang City.
After they got off the boat, they all felt like they were surviving a disaster.
This journey is really exciting.
It was both a ghost and an immortal. It would be enough for an ordinary person to experience one thing in one go, but they experienced two things in a row.
After docking, news about Fatty Qian's encounter with ghosts and immortals on the ship gradually spread.
Among them, especially the legend of the Flower Fairy.
With a wave of his hand, petals flew all over the sky, and ghosts fell down in pieces.
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By the time Hou Jiuming heard this legend, it was already the afternoon of the third day.
I had been drawing talismans in my room for several days. As soon as I came out to stretch my muscles and beat my teeth, I heard everyone in the restaurant talking about this matter.
However, Hou Jiuming declined the title of Flower Immortal.
"What the hell is Huaxianren?
He's obviously a swordsman, right?"
After eating, I looked at the time and found that it was still early before dark, so I found a teahouse and went in to drink tea.
When I entered the teahouse, I discovered that there was actually the same green tea as in his Sihai Teahouse.
When I asked the waiter, the other person said with pride: "The tea we have here is the only one in Linjiang City. Our boss bought it from Jianshi City at a huge price.
You must know that there is a war going on over there right now, and it is very difficult to get this tea. That is why our boss has a very good eye, so he got some.
Nowhere else!”
Hou Jiuming shook his head at the waiter's compliment.
Blowing tea leaves in front of him, isn't it like playing a machete in front of Guan Gong's gate?
I spent a tael of silver on a pot of tea and sat by the window to taste it slowly.
Not to mention, this tea is somewhat of his true heritage.
The pillars should have been made by themselves.
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As night falls, the lanterns in Linjiang City begin to light up.
It was pitch dark around the Tianhua Temple located in the north of the city, and there were very few people walking on the street.
Even if someone passes by, their steps are in a hurry.
It is said that the area near Tianhua Temple is haunted.
Many people passing by saw someone disappearing out of thin air nearby.
And it was not seen by just one or two people, but by many people.
When something like this happens, there will naturally be some bold people who go to check it out.
As a result, he was fine when he went in, but became confused when he came out. When asked what happened, the other person couldn't remember anything. He even got seriously ill after returning.
Such a strange situation naturally made the surrounding residents extremely fearful. Some wealthy people even moved out of the place one after another, making the place feel increasingly empty and with fewer and fewer pedestrians coming and going.
As for all this, the cultivating family behind Huajiangfang City is also happy to see its success.
Having learned the lesson from last time, Hou Jiuming waited until the bright moon hung in the sky before slowly entering Fangshi.
This time, maybe it was a matter of time, but there were already many people setting up stalls in the square.
After Hou Jiuming entered it, he immediately found an open space and spread the prepared black cloth two meters long and wide on the ground.
Then, he took out the results of the past three days, several hundred elementary talismans, and put them into categories.
Finally, a wooden board with the price written on it was placed right in front.
It says, "Elementary talisman, one spiritual stone and twelve!"
The price is certainly much cheaper than in shops, but compared to other stalls, it's pretty much the same.
It's not that he doesn't want to set a lower price.
But everyone else is like this, but you are different from others.
If you stand out like this, you will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, he decided on the price of twelve pieces after careful consideration.
The location where he sets up his stall is relatively far from the exit.
Therefore, there were relatively few people around, except for a middle-aged monk selling sundries.
The stalls were filled with bottles and cans that were not junk, just like those selling antiques in an antique market.
As soon as Hou Jiuming set up the stall, the middle-aged man took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm unfamiliar with you. It's your first time here?"
Hearing this, Hou Jiuming felt a little uncomfortable setting up a stall for the first time, so he replied with a slight embarrassment, "I've been here several times, but this is my first time setting up a stall!"
Seemingly aware of his situation, the man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just a stall. Let's earn spiritual stones based on our ability. We don't steal or rob. There is nothing to be afraid of..."
The man was probably too bored, so he started chatting with Hou Jiuming.
Through small talk, Hou Jiuming also found out that the man's name was He Yinong, and he was a casual cultivator who started practicing cultivation by chance.
However, his talent is not that great. He has only reached the fifth level of Qi training after decades.
If there are no accidents in this life, that's it.
As for the things he sells at his stall, he said they are all good things and come from historical sites.
If Hou Jiuming hadn't gained spiritual consciousness in the later stages of his qi training and discovered the inner conditions of some things, he might have believed it.