As for other walks of life, they are emerging in endlessly, and there are many practitioners coming and going.
Obviously, the boundary between practitioners and ordinary people here is not as clear as in other regions.
At the port, there are countless ships docked neatly, and countless people are busy moving among them.
It can be seen that the entire island serves shipping.
The last ray of light in the sky disappeared.
Bibo Island seemed to have just woken up.
Countless lights lit up one after another, especially in several streets near the port, where rune-patterned lamps were lit early.
Soft lights are spread all over the streets and alleys, and there is no blind corner. It is like daylight everywhere.
It was getting late when we first arrived, so Zhang Ke decided to wait until tomorrow to do some research.
Let’s find a place to rest today.
...
the next day.
early morning.
Zhang Ke frowned and left the inn.
It has been more than ten days since I left Bixiao Palace, and my natal talisman still cannot be used.
It would tremble a few times from time to time, and even the peacock "Nanny" ignored Zhang Ke's call.
It seemed to fall into silence.
When I came to Qianfan City this time, the situation was uncertain, and I was afraid that I would have to fight with others.
Basically all talismans are stored in the natal talisman, including some special talismans folded by the Talisman Folding Technique.
At such a critical moment, the talisman cannot be used, and many of his methods cannot be used.
If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and given the wood and soil to "Nanny".
I walked around the streets around the island and followed the signs for the spiritual practice community to a teahouse.
“Qin Chun Ming Ju”
This is a place dedicated to spiritual practitioners.
There are places like this in every sect's jurisdiction.
There are three religions and nine streams, a mixture of good and bad, which is the best place to get information.
The building has three floors and is not too big.
The ground floor is a contact window with the outside world, mainly dealing with some events that cannot be solved in the secular world.
The second floor and above are dedicated to practitioners.
Zhang Ke entered the teahouse and after a brief inquiry, he roughly understood the situation.
Stepping up to the second floor, when he entered the stairwell of the second floor, a faint spiritual light appeared.
This is a kind of identification spell, which is fixed here in the form of a magic circle as a way to distinguish practitioners from ordinary people.
At this time, there was a wealthy middle-aged man sitting on the ground floor with a sad face.
Sitting opposite him was a local casual cultivator, talking eloquently to the middle-aged man.
Turning his head inadvertently, the middle-aged man saw Zhang Ke going upstairs, and his heart moved.
He casually muttered a few words to the casual cultivator, took out some talisman money and handed it to the casual cultivator.
The casual cultivator was a little unhappy, looked around, and left helplessly.
The middle-aged man was sitting in the teahouse on the ground floor, waiting quietly with a thoughtful look on his face.
Second floor.
In a teahouse, Zhang Ke drank the spiritual tea in his hand.
This is a unique local tea collected from an isolated island that is inaccessible to humans.
The taste is mellow and the aftertaste is extremely thick.
Zhang Ke didn't like it very much, thinking that Master might like this kind of tea with a stronger taste.
“Tuk-tuk!”
A practitioner knocked twice on the door and walked in.
Give a salute:
"No, Fang Jian is the steward of this teahouse. I call you Taoist friend Jiuhou!"
Zhang Ke stood up and returned the salute: "Zhang Ke, a poor Taoist, has met fellow Taoist!"
The two sat down and chatted for a while. Fang Jian took a sip of tea and put down the tea bowl.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm here to ask you something, so I don't want to tell you frankly."
Zhang Ke pondered for a moment and remained silent.
Fang Jian understood and said solemnly: "You can rest assured, Daoist friend Zhang. He is not a disciple of Kuixing Mountain. This teahouse is also the master's property. It is possible to keep secrets."
Zhang Ke smiled slightly, don't care how much truth there is in these words.
That's all he wants. At least with these words, he will be more cautious when speaking.
He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Forgive me, fellow Taoist Fang, but I am from Dingzhou. I came here to ask about some things from fellow Taoist."
After a slight pause: "The more detailed the better, the money is not a problem."
Fang Jian was refreshed, but his cultivation level was just in oblivion.
There has been no growth over the years, and I have lost all desire to practice, so I was sent here.
All he wants for the rest of his life is to make some money so that he can find a way out for his family.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, feel free to speak!"
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Fang has ever heard of the name Ding Xiaoxiao?"
Zhang Ke slowly said the name, and his spiritual probe and perception instantly locked on Fang Jian.
"Ding Xiaoxiao..."
Fang Jian touched a few strands of beard on his chin, his eyes were unfocused, and he recalled carefully in his mind.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed and he clapped his hands.
"Oh! Ding Xiaoxiao, I remembered!"
A thought occurred to me: That Ding Xiaoxiao is also from Dingzhou!
Thinking in his mind, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip to sort out his thoughts.
"Ding Xiaoxiao! This name hasn't appeared for a while. You must have found the right person. I'm afraid others can't explain this matter clearly."
After he finished speaking, he laughed "haha" twice without saying a word.
"Crash!"
More than ten gold talisman coins were scattered on the table, and the dazzling golden light came into view instantly.
Fang Jian's breath froze and his expression suddenly changed.
Bibo Island has a prosperous economy, so local practitioners value property more than practitioners in other regions.
Fang Jian was one of them. He shouted in his heart: Gold Talisman Money!
Even though he was running a teahouse, he had never seen so much gold talisman money at one time.