The whole world thought I was dead!

Chapter 26

Su Ruobai followed closely behind the uncle, her little face was full of unhappiness, and the joyous atmosphere around her couldn't move him.

They have already set off to go back, this is the fourth day on the road, and they are getting closer and closer to the Shang Qingzong.

He stared at the saber in his hand, still unwilling, his eyes gurgling around in a circle, Hua Huaijun glanced at him sideways, and said softly, "Be quiet."

Su Ruobai immediately retorted: "Where am I restless?"

Hua Huaijun looked at his duplicity, turned his head and stopped looking at him, but he was still watching him from the corner of his eye.

When Su Ruobai was sent back to Shang Qingzong, there would only be him and Master left on the way.

As long as he thought of this, his heart burst into joy.

Ren Changkong walked ahead and watched the surroundings. This is a nearby town, famous for its peach blossoms that bloom all year round. There are quite a lot of tourists. The air is filled with the faint smell of peach blossoms, sweet to the heart.

The roadside is full of various stalls selling medicine, flowers and weapons, and there are many tourists.It looks like a peach garden.Just as Ren Changkong was watching, he suddenly heard a few shouts that stunned him. He never expected to hear his Daoist name in this remote town.

He couldn't help but looked over.Hua Huaijun's heart tightened, and he surrounded Su Ruobai together.The three of them looked at the eloquent stall owner in silence.

"Everyone, come and take a look, take a look! Do you want to know the unspeakable things about Taoist Xuanwei and the suzerain of the Demon Dao? Do you want to understand why these two people fell in love with each other and killed each other? Daoist Xuanwei died. What is the truth of the disappearance? What is the charm of the Sect Master of the Demon Sect to make the leader of the Righteous Way who was in full swing at that time bow down for him?" The young man took a breath, took a sip of tea, and was satisfied to see the crowd gathered.

Ren Changkong's eyes were slightly startled, and the face of Hua Huaijun behind him was already sinking like water, with a gloomy expression on his face.Su Ruobai took a small step back.

"Everyone! Now! Only 99 spirit stones are needed!" The young man raised a finger and shook it in front of everyone. "You can get all the truth! The price is fair! You are satisfied!"

"It's the "Secret History of Cultivation of Immortals" in my hand. The answer you want is here! Don't miss it when you pass by! This price is only for one day! Not nine hundred and ninety-nine, not nine thousand and ninety-nine, just Need 99!"

The young man shouted vigorously at the end: ""The Secret History of Cultivation of Immortals", I will show you all the truth." Because he was too excited, the booklet in his hand was crumpled a bit.

Ren Changkong looked down at the stacks of blue books with an unpredictable expression.

The crowd became agitated, some hesitated, some sneered, and some didn't know why.

"Big brother, can it be cheaper? I don't have so many spirit stones." At this moment, a small figure walked through the crowd, lying on the young man's table and looking at him pleadingly, his white and tender face flushed. .

The young man's smile faltered, and he looked at the little radish who was only seven or eight years old in front of him, and forced a smile: "Well, little brother, I can't give this book to you, but I have another book "Daily Life of Xuanwei Daojun" "Do you want it?"

The young man took out another thinner book from under the table.

With obvious disappointment on the round face with baby fat, the toddler stood on tiptoe, grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, and said in a milky voice, "Don't want this book, I've read this book a long time ago! Well, then you And the one where Daoist Xuanwei killed the bad guys, that one."

The toddler frowned, his chubby fingers intertwined, "That's the one with the super powerful seven."

The young man smiled knowingly, took out another booklet from the bottom of the table, and said triumphantly, "Is it "Tianji Furiously Slaying the Seven Demons"?"

The toddler's round face became more rosy, and he was happy to see his teeth but not his eyes: "Yes, yes. How much?"

The young man raised a finger: "Look at how small you are, ten spirit stones will be enough."

The toddler quickly lowered his head and rummaged through his little piggy bank.

But after searching around, but couldn't find it, he couldn't help but panic, his little face gradually lost its rosiness, and turned pale. He looked at the crowd around him, his eyes were filled with tears, which were condensed on his eyelashes, milk Yin said with a deep cry: "I, my purse is gone, woo woo."

The money he has saved for a long time is gone!

Seeing the accident, the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, becoming more and more sparse.The young boy couldn't help crying anymore, the tears in his eyes kept flowing down his cheeks, crying very sadly.

At this moment, the familiar light blue money bag embroidered with little rabbits suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The young boy blinked away his tears, and looked up at the big black-haired brother who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Don't cry, I've brought your purse back." Ren Changkong stroked the little guy's hair and said warmly.

The toddler looked at the lost and recovered purse, hiccupped, and smiled on his tearful face: "Thank you, thank you big brother, you are a good, good person."

The toddler hurriedly ran towards the young man, his voice still weeping: "Here, here you are."

The young man with a pair of fox eyes took it with a smile, counted the spirit stones, and then handed a light blue booklet to the young boy.

The toddler took the book, jumped up and down excitedly, and then walked through the crowd, ready to go home and read it.

Ren Changkong silently followed behind him, and turned to leave after seeing the toddler returning home safely.

He himself returned to the stall owner again.

"Hey, do you want to buy one too? I have all the books about Taoist Xuanwei here." The stall owner's eyes lit up when he saw the guests coming, and his tone was high.

Ren Chang gave an empty hand and nodded: "Every volume needs one copy."

The young stall owner narrowed his eyes with a smile, and searched quickly with his hands. After a while, more than a dozen volumes were piled up in front of Ren Changkong: "The fairy has good eyesight, and the stall owner here has books about Xuanwei Daojun." But the most complete one has a total of 930 spirit stones."

Ren Changkong was about to pay, but found that he was penniless.

Hua Huaijun came out from behind the master, silently took out the spirit stone to pay the bill.

The stall owner smiled heartily, "Since you are so generous, I will give you another good thing."

Ren Changkong looked at the stall owner suspiciously.

The young man stuffed a black book into the blue book, and said with a bright smile, "I wish you well."Mountain.and.氵.evening. "You guys enjoyed reading it, this is a well-known novel in the cultivation world."

Ren Changkong thought for a while and asked, "What about "Miscellaneous Notes of Immortals"?"

The young stall owner shook his head: "That was a bestseller a long time ago, and now the most popular one is the Xuanwei Daojun series."

"Then do you have "Miscellaneous Notes of Immortals?" Ren Changkong asked.

The stall owner shook his head.

Ren Changkong put the book into the storage ring and bid farewell to the stall owner.

Su Ruobai sneaked a glance at Hua Huaijun and his uncle, always feeling that the atmosphere is extremely subtle.

Ren Changkong planned to stay in this small town for a few more days, and the three of them found a nearby inn to stay in the evening.

Because he had something on his mind, Ren Changkong seemed a little careless during dinner, so he went upstairs ahead of time after talking to the two of them.

The lights were like beans, Ren Changkong calmed down and read the book carefully.He believes that no matter how outrageous the story is, there are certain traces of reality.

Downstairs, Su Ruobai glanced at Hua Huaijun whose face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, and silently took a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

He definitely won't admit to being a little schadenfreude.

The author has something to say: It’s too late today, if there is a cutie who is waiting for an update, hug~~ (apologetic eyes)