After crossing the city gate and the magic circle carved inside the city gate, Mo You saw the two soldiers guarding the city again.
The same people, the same crossed spears, the only difference is that the two people seem to be standing a little far away from her...
"Who are you? What are you doing in our Huaiyang City?"
"The entrance fee is twenty spirit beads. If you don't have any money, please leave!"
There were ten spirit beads before, but now there are twenty. This is a price increase.
Mo You smiled at the two gatekeepers, took two steps forward, and took out the spirit beads in his hand.
"Yes, yes, twenty spirit beads..."
"Stop, don't come over!"
The two soldiers guarding the city looked a little panicked. Even after Mo You took two or three steps forward, the other side took a step back.
This reaction was strange. Instead of stopping, Mo You walked forward even faster.
Mo You looked at the closed doors and windows around him, and looked at the street in the distance. Mo You thought for a while, but continued to walk forward.
The reason why Mo You could recognize that it was a mouse and not a real person was because the stove it used was too new.
Mo You smiled at them and walked into the city without asking any more questions.
"Sir, would you like to eat sesame cakes? My sesame cakes are fragrant, crispy, made with solid ingredients, and are cheap. I have been doing business here for more than ten years, and everyone who has eaten them says they are good. Would you like two, sir?"
Her words seemed to break some kind of cover-up, and the human-like shopkeeper turned into the appearance of a big mouse. Then the big mouse screamed and transformed into the prototype, squeaking and running away like the previous big mouse.
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But after chewing it, Mo You felt that it was not unpleasant to eat.
Mo You doesn't eat ordinary food, but these sesame cakes smell really good. She gave the money, and the store gave them sesame cakes. Mo You put away the nine sesame cakes, leaving only one in his hand through the straw paper.
"Sir, would you like to eat sesame cakes? My sesame cakes are fragrant, crispy, made with solid ingredients, and are cheap. I have been doing business here for more than ten years, and everyone who has eaten them says they are good. Would you like two, sir?"
Holding the spirit bead in his hand, Mo You approached the two guards with a few wrong steps, and after they squeaked, they turned into giant rats in armor!
"I'll pay the entry fee."
Before entering the city, Mo You touched two spiritual beads and stuffed them into the hands of the soldiers guarding the city, and asked what happened in the city.
For a long time after Mo You fell from the immortal world to the mortal world, she was still her, the immortal who seemed gentle and even kind, but was actually as cold as heaven.
"Oh, bring me ten."
Mo You found this scene interesting. He didn't know who was so talented and could actually create such a huge illusion array!
Mo You entered the city through this gate. This time, the gate was guarded by people. Two soldiers with different looks did not stop her when they saw her. Instead, they asked her to hand over a spirit bead to enter the city.
"There's nothing special about our city, it's just monsters. Don't be afraid. These monsters don't hurt anyone. As long as you see through them, they will run away."
"How do you sell these sesame cakes?"
The shopkeeper opened the stove and took a long tong to pick up sesame cakes for Mo You. Mo You's eyes were also in the big stove and he said:
"mouse."
There was no funeral procession, but there were traces of a funeral here.
Although he didn't read all the formation diagrams, Mo You also knew the intention of this formation.
"A penny a piece."
"Eat it while it's hot. Please try it, sir. My sesame cakes are particularly delicious!"
"..."
interesting.
Moreover, these two fake soldiers were exactly the same as the two that Mo You met before, which gave Mo You a bold guess.
There was more compassion in her heart.
"One penny a piece. How many do you want, sir?"
"You are a rat."
Mo You was a little confused at first, but after all, she was well-informed. Walking from the city gate to this side, she stepped on arrays of formations that had already been drawn.
Mo You carefully looked at the shop owner in front of him, and with Mo You's eyesight, he couldn't see any flaws.
The funeral outside the third city gate was still a big rat. When Mo You came to the fourth city gate, what he saw was sparse and yellowed paper money and the open city gate.
"It's quite delicious." Mo You commented with a smile, and then asked the store owner.
The sesame cakes were steaming, and Mo You got closer and smelled them. The smell was indeed delicious.
The shop selling sesame seed cakes saw Mo You eating it, and the smile on his face became even bigger, and he asked Mo You with a smile.
As expected by Mo You, after walking for a while, Mo You met a boss selling sesame seeds on another street.
The food cooked by the chef at Zuixian Tower is not as delicious - this was Mo You's first reaction after eating the sesame cakes.
When Mo You asked about the price, the shop owner became even more enthusiastic.
The two soldiers guarding the city looked lazy, but they did not refuse the benefits after receiving them. They looked Mo You up and down and then smiled.
Mo You walked to the stove, and the store owner saw Mo You from the corner of his eye. He suddenly came to his senses, stood up, nervously picked up the long bamboo clip, looked at Mo You with some restraint, and pulled it out with difficulty.
A smile.
Mo You did not enter the city, but walked around the outside of the city and walked through the other two gates.
"What happened in Huaiyang City? Why are there no people on the street?"
The soldiers guarding the city weren't annoyed either, but they clearly didn't want to talk any more.
When he mentioned this, the original smile on the store owner's face became forced again, and he began to arrange the stove lid and the long clip on his hand.
I wrote the transition of this change, just before Mo You went to Qianqiu Tower again, but after thinking about it, I felt that it might not be obvious. I was afraid that the turning point of the Qianqiu Tower Demon Corpse incident was not written well, so I made a patch here.
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"Okay, I'll pack it up for you right now. My sesame cakes are delicious, they're really delicious!"
The city is extremely depressed, the streets are deserted and the doors and windows are closed.
The person is fake, but the things he wears are real.
The two big mice turned into their original forms after their identities were revealed. The two little mice ran away in panic, leaving behind the armor and two spears on the ground.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Are you going to enter the city yet?"
Mo You walked for a while and finally came across a stall selling sesame cakes on the side of the road.
"Aren't my sesame cakes delicious? Many immortals came to buy sesame cakes from me before, and they all loved to eat them."
"It's nothing... Immortal, you look unfamiliar, he must be from outside. If you are just passing by, please leave quickly."
But after Ancheng's Mancheng Qinsu, her mentality began to change.
The shopkeeper who sold sesame seed cakes was a mortal. Because he had no business, he sat by the stove in a daze, not knowing what to think about.
Mo You's mentality changed. When her shoes were stained with blood, her mentality was different.
Like the mouse, he was sitting by the stove in a daze, but he looked more decadent and the stove was older.
Mo You turned over her hand and took out ten cents. When the shopkeeper saw her making out the coins with her bare hands, her tense expression relaxed, and the smile on her face became much more sincere.
"How do you sell these sesame cakes?"
Mo You walked over and arrived in front of the stall. The shop owner saw Mo You out of the corner of his eye, and immediately he became energetic. He quickly withdrew a smile, stood up and said enthusiastically.
Mo You looked at the store and then at the sesame seed cake, and finally opened his mouth and took a bite.
The shop owner was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Mo You was talking about, but Mo You slowly looked at the shop owner and said with a smile.
"Monster making trouble? Why is this?"
But this pity has nothing to do with the monks, the objects of her pity are only children and mortals.
Therefore, the story line after this article focuses more on starting from ‘small things’ and then provoking big events.
The vast majority of monks regard mortals as ants and livestock. The life span of mortals is very short. In the eyes of monks, their existence is like wild flowers and weeds on the roadside. They do not need much attention. They pursue a higher realm step by step, step by step.
I feel more and more superior.
But Mo You's growth was the opposite of theirs. She slowly learned to lower her head, see the struggles and helplessness of ordinary people, and was willing to lend a hand.
Well, I know, my book, which is labeled as a traditional article about cultivating immortals, may be a bit untraditional. It may be a little strange to write about mortal things in articles about cultivating immortals, but immortals always hope that they can pity all living beings.