There are as many villages as Ruyi Village in the world of cultivation. Such villages all have one common characteristic, which is the fear of outsiders, especially outsiders.
This is also easy to understand. After all, the world of cultivation has a lot of resources. Mortals living here can say that they have no worries about food and drink, and no one is exploiting them. It can be said that they live a good life.
However, foreign things will basically break this beauty, or threaten this beauty. In addition, people have an instinctive fear of the unknown, so they are basically not very friendly to outsiders.
This is also one of the reasons why they rarely communicate with the outside world. At most, they communicate with a few neighboring villages to exchange items needed by both parties.
So Xia Po suggested to Xin Chen and He Feng that they first enter the village without anyone noticing, then knock out three villagers, and then use a special method to disguise their appearance. This is the safest way.
But his suggestion was directly rejected by these two guys. They thought that only those demon cultivators could do such a thing. How could they, the righteous monks, do it?
In this regard, Xia Po can only say that these two guys are too young. If he is allowed to do this, he will randomly grab a lucky audience member and perform a soul search on the spot.
But it doesn't matter, the impact won't be big, just follow them.
After walking into the village, as expected by Xia Po, all the villagers looked at them with very wary eyes.
He Feng forced a smile, disguised himself as a close elder sister, and wanted to talk to a middle-aged woman with a child.
But when the middle-aged woman saw her, it was as if she had seen a ghost. She took her child and walked away. She didn't want to stay for a second longer.
Xinchen's side was similar. He also wanted to talk to a villager, but with his image, even if he was said to be an executioner, some people would believe him, let alone anyone willing to talk to him.
The two people who tried to communicate with the villagers but failed returned to Xia Po. At this time, Xia Po smiled softly and said to them.
"How about it? Do you want to try the method I mentioned? My level of disguise is still very high."
"No, as a disciple of Bailian Pavilion, how can you do something like that?"
Xinchen's answer was still as youthful as ever, and He Feng also showed that he didn't want to use the method Xia Po said.
There was no other way, so Xia Po had no choice but to step forward in person.
He first came to an old farmer who was plowing the fields, and then looked towards the sky.
"Why is the weather so weird today?"
Although the old farmer didn't intend to talk to Xia Po, he still couldn't help but look at the sky after hearing Xia Po's words.
Just looking at it like this, when he lowered his head again, he saw Xia Po throwing a transparent bead on the ground.
As soon as he saw this bead, his eyes almost popped out of his head and his heart began to beat wildly.
"Hey, old man, did you drop this on the ground?"
With a smile on his face, Xia Po picked up the beads and handed them to the old farmer.
The old farmer stared straight at the beads. After a long time, he swallowed and looked at Xia Po again.
"Young man, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Then, Xia Po started chatting with the old man as if he had opened a chat box.
Finally, he touched around his waist again and took out a transparent bead again and handed it to the old man. Then he ran to He Feng and Xin Chen with a smile.
"It's all agreed, we'll stay at this old man's house tonight."
Xinchen and the other two were already stunned by Xia Po.
"What on earth did you do to that old farmer?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at how you have never seen the world. You usually say that it is good for me to go out and have fun more, but you still don't believe me."
"Okay, hurry up and tell me what you did? Why is that old man willing to talk to you? And let us stay at his house?"
He Feng was really shocked, because the frightened eyes of the mother and son when they were hiding from her were clearly looking at a monster!
The look in her eyes was so exaggerated that she felt she could remember it for a lifetime.
But why did the situation reverse when we arrived at Xia Po?
Xinchen couldn't say he was shocked, because every time he went out to play with Xia Po, he could find that Xia Po had a very awesome skill, that is, no matter who he was chatting with, he could start a conversation in just two or three sentences, and in a few minutes, he could become
friend.
Social skills are immediately maxed out.
Unlike these monks, although all of them are considered old among mortals when it comes to age, they spend most of their time practicing, and their minds are still stuck in their youth.
Especially for sect disciples like them, they basically only know how to practice. They go out under the guise of going out for experience, and rarely interact with the outside world too much.
In essence, there is no difference from young people.
But even so, he was still a little curious as to why the villagers avoided them, but Xia Po could successfully strike up a conversation with one of them?
Looking at the curious eyes of the two young men, Xia Po smiled proudly.
"When you two went to find someone to talk to, many villagers left, and those who stayed were basically less xenophobic, at least not afraid of outsiders.
And the old farmer looked at those who left with disdain, which shows that the old farmer looked down on those who left, so if you talk to this old farmer, the success rate will definitely be high."
After hearing Xia Po's words, both of them widened their eyes at the same time. They didn't expect that Xia Po, who was usually so carefree, could actually have such a considerate side.
However, Xia Po hadn't finished speaking yet.
"And I also noticed that the old women here just now were wearing transparent beads, which reminded me of something.
There was actually a patio city here before. The production of spiritual beads was popular for a period of time in the patio city. Many of the current spiritual bead crafts originated from the patio city back then.
Although after such a long time, Tianjing City has disappeared, and no one is making spirit beads, there must have been a large number of spirit beads scattered outside, and after so many years, the spiritual energy in the spirit beads has long been lost, and it has become
Became transparent beads.
Do you think those spirit beads from back then were scattered around here, and then accidentally picked up by a villager, so that the spirit beads became valuable items in this village?"
Xia Po didn't say anything anymore. I believe they both could guess what Xia Po did.
They guessed.
Although these mortals living in the world of cultivation have no worries about food and drink, humans always like to show off their differences in order to increase their status in the ethnic group.
Therefore, it is not surprising that valuable items such as gold, silver and jewelry appear.
The productivity here will definitely not produce gold, silver and jewelry, but it does not prevent them from having their own valuables, such as spiritual beads without aura.
People, especially mortals, especially like valuable things, so Xia Po went along with it and got the opportunity to chat with the old farmer.
At this time, Xinchen and his wife felt that Xia Po's image had suddenly risen in their hearts.
The two of them swallowed at the same time.
"How do you know so much?"
"I often go out for a walk and make friends everywhere. The more friends I have, the more they will share with me the big and small things in the world of cultivation. Naturally, I will know more."
Xia Po said as he walked towards the old farmer and turned to wave to the two of them.
"Watch well and study hard."
But he said secretly in his heart.
Just have a good rest tonight, tomorrow will be a nightmare.