Chapter 141 Xuzhou City is full of weirdos

Chapter 141 Xuzhou City is full of weirdos

Chapter 142 Xuzhou City is full of weirdos
Entered Xuzhou city.

Chen Huangpi was holding the ten-cent coin and walking around with a confused look on his face.

These people in the outside world are so weird.

In just the blink of an eye, he earned seven cents.

"Huang Er, is that guard trying to curry favor with me?"

"No, he thinks you have a brain disease and wants you to see a doctor."

"nonsense."

Chen Huangpi said unhappily: "I am proficient in pharmacology and have read a lot of medical classics. As the saying goes, a doctor cannot treat himself. I am a doctor, and so are doctors. Besides, if I am sick, wouldn't I know it myself?"

"Fox Mountain God, you speak."

The fox mountain god, who was being led by Chen Huangpi with a hemp rope tied around his neck, rolled his eyes.

"If I can convince you, why would I be led around like a dog by you?"

"The fox is a dog. I won't do this. He won't let me take you into the city."

Chen Huangpi said seriously: "Although I think that guard is weird, what he said makes sense. You need to tie a leash when you lead a dog, otherwise it will hurt or scare people. That's not good."

"But I'm a fox, no, I'm a god."

The fox mountain god said helplessly: "I am afraid I am sick in the brain, so I bite and scare people. Is that something a mountain god like me can do?"

As he was speaking, an adult holding a little girl came over.

When the little girl saw the fox mountain god, she shouted excitedly, "Daddy, this dog is so ugly."

"Be bold!"

The Fox Mountain God glared at me and said in human language, "How dare you, little girl, humiliate me like this? Are you looking for death?"

The little girl was immediately frightened and burst into tears.

The adult's face changed drastically. He quickly knelt down and was about to beg the gods not to blame him.

But in the blink of an eye.

The little Taoist priest who was leading the god, and the god himself, all disappeared.

……

In the city.

Chen Huangpi had a dark face and was walking with the fox mountain god, whose face was bruised and swollen.

The brass oil lamp gloated and said, "Little fox, if you have anything to say, just say it in your heart. Why shout loudly? This is the outside world. If you speak human language, the people will naturally be scared by you."

The Fox Mountain God complained: "This kid from Xuzhou City is so rude."

Chen Huangpi ignored the fox mountain god.

He has now arrived at a street.

There were street vendors hawking their wares everywhere.

There was a constant stream of people and it was very lively.

Chen Huangpi said excitedly: "I have never seen so many people in my life. Huang Er, what is that small drum? It makes a thumping sound when you shake it. I want one too."

The brass oil lamp maliciously speculated, "Perhaps it is some kind of magic weapon. You just took a look at it and were attracted by it. This method is really vicious."

Chen Huangpi has never left the Shiwanda Mountains since he was a child.

The same is true for brass oil lamps.

Therefore, when this man and this lamp arrived in Xuzhou City, they became blind.

Fortunately, the Fox Mountain God has never left the Shiwan Mountains.

But Yubaba has been out.

Therefore, the Fox Mountain God still has some common sense.

"That thing is called a rattle."

The Fox Mountain God explained: "It's not a magic weapon, it's just a toy that ordinary people use for their children to play with."

"I see."

Chen Huangpi excitedly walked up to the vendor selling the rattle.

The vendor was stunned and asked, "Young man, what are you doing?"

Chen Huangpi said, "Isn't this rattle of yours for children to play with?"

The vendor said, "It's for children to play with. Do you have any younger brothers or sisters at home, young man?"

"I'm an orphan."

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "I don't have any brothers or sisters, but I'm also a child, so can't I play?"

"This……"

The vendor said awkwardly, "Of course you can play it. It only costs a penny."

Chen Huangpi was surprised and asked, "What? You want more money?"

"Young Master, you are joking."

The vendor said helplessly: "I make these little things and sell them on the street. If I don't charge money, how can I support my family?

Chen Huangpi said puzzledly: "But children can't carry anything on their shoulders or hands, and they don't have the ability to earn money, so how can they afford to buy your rattle? Do they have a golden house like me?"

"So it's a noble man."

The peddler's face changed slightly, and he quickly put on a flattering look, took out a rattle and handed it to Chen Huangpi.

"What are you doing?"

"Send it to the noble one, send it to the noble one."

The vendor said in panic, "You must have grown up with a silver spoon in your mouth. This is your first time going out, so you have never seen this rattle before. I am sorry for offending you. I have offended you. I am leaving now."

As he said this, the vendor stepped back respectfully.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi hurriedly chased after him.

He said angrily: "I am not a noble, nor did I grow up with a silver spoon in my mouth. Also, do you look down on me?"

"You're going to give me a rattle worth a penny."

"Do you think I have no money?"

Chen Huangpi was furious and stopped the vendor directly.

Then he showed his ten cents.

"See? I have plenty of money. I can buy ten rattles!"

"So you want to buy ten?"

"I won't buy it. I'm an orphan. Why should I buy so much?"

After saying that, Chen Huangpi gave the peddler a penny, then walked away happily playing with his rattle.

The peddler was left standing there at a loss, holding the penny.

"Whose stupid son is this?"

……

Half an hour later.

dong dong dong.

Chen Huangpi was shaking a rattle in one hand and holding a candied haws in the other, and his clothes were stuffed with all kinds of small things.

"Master said that the outside world is very dangerous."

"There are bad guys everywhere." "But I've been walking around for so long and I haven't seen any bad guys. I've seen a lot of weird guys."

Chen Huangpi ate the candied haws and said vaguely, "And the uncle who was selling candied haws just now, I stood in front of his stall for a long time, and he gave me a string of candied haws. When I wanted to leave, he even gave me money and asked me to stay a little longer."

"That's right. You stood in front of the stall, drooling and unable to move your eyes away. The children nearby asked their parents to buy you candied haws. Business was so good, so they must be reluctant to let you go."

"I know, that's why I left after I got the money."

Chen Huangpi shook the few coins in his hand.

The brass oil lamp exclaimed, "Chen Huangpi, you are really good at making money, but shouldn't we get down to business? You haven't bought any spices, nor have you asked anyone about the Guangmu God. You've just been wandering around here, and it's already noon."

"Did time pass so quickly?"

Chen Huangpi carefully looked up at the sun in the sky.

At this time, the sun was already overhead.

Hot and bright.

However, Chen Huangpi knew that the sun was actually an eye. Fortunately, he did not dare to use his energy to activate his eyes, and there was no evil eye on his body, so he would not be blinded by it.

It's already noon and it won't be dark soon.

Although Chen Huangpi was dazzled by the prosperity of Xuzhou City, he was unwilling to spend the night there.

Because the Shiwanda Mountains are his home.

There is no evil in this city, and if I spend the night outside, the master will definitely be angry.

Think of this.

Chen Huangpi quickly looked for directions and asked for directions to a nearby spice shop.

But after arriving at the place.

Looking at the price tags on various spices in the store, Chen Huangpi was dumbfounded.

There is no such thing as cheap spice.

Each one costs several hundred coins per pound.

Especially pepper, which cost ten taels of silver per pound, and the goods had to be adjusted at short notice.

"Boy, are you going to buy it or not?"

“I’m not buying it.”

Chen Huangpi walked out of the store angrily.

"Black shop, black shop!"

"All the spice shops in Xuzhou City are shady shops."

"There are spices everywhere in the Shiwan Mountains. They thought I didn't know anything about it, so they wanted to deceive me and make money from me. They are too much."

Chen Huangpi was very angry.

He patrols the mountains and collects herbs all year round, although he cannot always find spices.

But after so many times, you don’t get what you want.

These spices are like weeds, growing in many places in the Shiwandashan Mountains.

But only in Xuzhou City, the price becomes sky-high.

The Fox Mountain God pursed his lips and said, "Is it possible that spices from the outside world are priced at this price?"

“Then I won’t buy it either.”

Chen Huangpi snorted coldly: "I will just pick some spices on my way back. Master will only think that I bought them, but in fact my money is still in my hands. I can spend it however I want."

At this moment.

Chen Huangpi saw a group of monks coming over.

Those monks were dressed in brocade clothes, and each of them had reached the Golden Core realm.

In the back there were carriages inlaid with gold and jade, extremely luxurious, and pulled by exotic beasts.

There was a flag hanging on those carriages.

The word "Cao" was written on the flag.

Wherever it passed, the people around it lowered their heads and avoided it, each of them as frightened as a little chick seeing an eagle.

Chen Huangpi was a little confused.

Yubaba is also a Jindan cultivator, but she and the remnants of Huanghu Village are like a family.

Why are these monks from the outside world regarded as enemies by the common people?
In fact, if Chen Huangpi only focused on matters related to cultivation in the memories of Song Qiuyue and other cultivators, he would know that the cultivators in the outside world only treat mortals as grass, and the two are not even the same species.

Those who treat the people like cattle and horses like the running dog Taifu and treat themselves like cattle and horses are actually the outliers among the outliers.

"Boy, what are you doing here?"

A monk shouted, "Get out of the way."

Chen Huangpi said in surprise: "The road is so wide, why should I get out of the way?"

The road in Xuzhou City is indeed very wide, and can accommodate ten carriages running side by side.

This group of monks and their carriages were not in a straight line with him at all.

I'm not blocking it, why should I give way?

The monk said coldly: "This is human nature. You can walk on weekdays, but once we monks arrive, you civilians must retreat to the road or the cattle road. Get out of the way quickly, otherwise you will lose your life."

Chen Huangpi looked around blankly.

But I didn't see the so-called cattle roads and horse roads.

The monk walked up to Chen Huangpi, pointed to the muddy paths on the left and right sides and said, "Look, do you see that? That's the path you should take. The one on the left is called the horse road, and the one on the right is called the cow road. Choose one for yourself."

Chen Huangpi said, "But that road is very muddy, and this road is straight and hard, and it's paved with stone slabs. If I don't take the road but the cattle road, what if I get my clothes dirty?"

The monk said: "Humanity is for people to walk. Are you a human being?"

Chen Huangpi thought about it and shook his head: "I shouldn't be."

"What a fool."

The monk was so angry that he laughed. He thought that this fool would say that he was a human being, and then he would tell him before pinching him to death that only monks were human beings.

But I didn't expect this idiot to say that he shouldn't be.

Forget it, no matter whether he is real or not, just kill him.

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "You want to kill me?"

The monk was surprised and asked, "You, a fool, also know this?"

Chen Huangpi said: "Although I am not a human, I am not a fool either. I am a cultivator, a cultivator stronger than all of you."

Upon hearing this, the monk's expression suddenly became extremely interesting.

Only then did he realize that the level of cultivation of the boy in front of him who claimed to be a cultivator was completely unpredictable.

If the other party is not lying.

That person's cultivation must be higher than mine.

"error……"

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Huangpi grabbed the monk's neck and broke it with a slight twist.

The group of monks suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi smiled and said, "Before, I thought that Xuzhou City was full of weirdos, but now it seems that there are still many normal people."

(End of this chapter)