It turns out that the ghost in the painting still has a wish, so he doesn't want to be reincarnated.

Lin Zhiming didn't make things difficult for her. Seeing her open Ning Caichen's book and sitting quietly reading under the moonlight, she felt a bit talented and talented.

I think I will also be a home of books and etiquette before my lifetime.

Waiting for the sky to shine brightly, the female ghost entered the painting, Ning Caichen yawned, was stunned when he saw the clothes he was wearing, and then looked at Lin Jieming with a strange look.

Lin Zhenming didn't see this look, but just started morning exercises and breathed purple air.

The purple qi comes from the east, the qi descends to the dantian, the sun refines the spirit, burns the yin residue, Lin Zhiming is very satisfied.

"This life cultivation has made great progress. If you follow the three-step ancient method of refining essence, refining qi, refining spirit, and refining three-step ancient cultivation method, I am over-refining essence to refining qi. If the true qi goes through the Great Zhoutian, it will be true to refining qi."

If it is divided according to the five immortals, it will be in the third stage of human immortals.

Taking away the thoughts of thinking about one's own cultivation, Lin Zhuming accompanied Ning Caichen to the remote Linshan County and Guobei County outside Yangzhou City.

Green trees are close by the village, and green mountains are slanted outside.

Guobei County is backed by green mountains, which originally seemed to be a good place, but good mountains come from auspicious scenery, and poor mountains are surrounded by bad water.

The Feng Shui of this green mountain became deteriorated in the past few years due to the earthquake in the earth, and turned into a bad land covered by clouds and fog that never dissipated. Few people who came into the mountains to collect mountain goods came out.

Therefore, Guobei County has gradually become lonely because it cannot collect mountain herbs and communicates with outside business channels.

Ning Caichen took the account book and looked at the shops facing the street, and saw many signs with "sub-lease of the shops".

Finally, I came to a pawnshop. The guy in the pawnshop saw a scholar and a Taoist priest who seemed to be walking around the world, so he cheered up: "Do you two masters want to be something or do you want to redeem it?"

"I am from Jinhua, Zhejiang. Because your pawnshop owes debts, he comes to collect the debt."

"Ah? Our store is not doing well and we don't have money... I'll ask you the shopkeeper..."

Soon a fat and short businessman appeared. He was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, but he had a big gold ring on his hand and his shoes were also satin-like.

As soon as we came up, he exchanged greetings: "Oh, how are Boss Li's health recently? Have you become rich? Unlike us, it's hard to say that we haven't made a profit in a year. I'm afraid we've lost a lot. I'm asking him to give him more grace..."

"You said so last year..." Ning Caichen sat there and took out the account book: "This shows that you have been owering eight years."

"Yes, are you the eighth one here to collect debts?" The pawnshop owner remembered clearly.

"?" Ning Caichen was puzzled: "Where are the seven people in front?"

"I don't know." The pawnshop owner suddenly kept his mouth shut.

Then he kept crying poor.

But seeing the torn and thick slutty clothes he had changed in a hurry, he said he would invite the two of them to dinner, and the pickled vegetables and tofu on them...

Obviously, I don’t want to pay back the money, so I fooled it once.

Lin Zhiming ignored this kind of thing.

Instead, Xu Biao and Zhu Mei and others were already sitting on the beam of the house, eating melons and watching the show, watching the pawnshop owner performing his acting skills.

In the end, Ning Caichen only got a few taels of silver, but the pawnshop borrowed it from the merchant next door.

After all, Ning Caichen's Taoism is still shallow, so he can only go to the next one.

After walking for a long time, he made up most of his name, but he only got a dozen taels of silver, which made him worry: "What should I do?"

But he was hungry and could only eat a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice at the street stall.

I originally wanted to invite Lin Zhiming to eat something, but Lin Zhiming was fasting. He only drank some water on weekdays and had a date pit under his tongue. If he was hungry, he would produce saliva. In this way, he could stop hunger.

This practice is the most cost-effective, but it is also easy to get anorexia. It starves yourself to death, starves away from appearance, damages the five internal organs, and eventually dies. This is not cultivating immortals, but to commit suicide.

Hululu was eating, and suddenly a gust of black wind blew.

The people on the street changed color one after another. Those who went home now went home and those who closed the stalls.

Soon, Lin Zhiming and Ning Caichen were left on the street.

"Master, what's wrong with them?"

"In my experience, the people are so panicked that they are usually treated only by evil officials from the court who traveled. They have to smash stalls and collect goods..."

"But there are no people now. I'm afraid it's just something else. We don't know much about the customs of the locals. It's probably related to the black wind just now."

Before Lin Jieming finished speaking, he saw the picture of the lady Ning Caichen had just taken out to observe and was blown by the wind.

"My painting!"

Lin Zhiming narrowed his eyes, and Liu Ding and Liu Jia also sensed something unusual in it, as if he was a god...

At the same time, incense rose slowly from the thousands of doors, and the sound of pious prayers came.

After the black wind swept away the incense, it disappeared again.

At this time, the people hiding appeared again.

But they all looked sallow and looked like they had lost a lot of energy.

"My painting! My fairy sister..."

Ning Caichen is still feeling melancholy.

Lin Zhiming had already looked for an old man to ask about the situation.

But the old man was very taboo and refused to speak.

Lin Zhiming had no choice but to take out his killer move and turn out a ingot of gold, and then he realized the strangeness of Guobei County.

But we also have to talk about the turnaround in the field a few years ago.

The old man said: "The earth dragon turned over in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the City God reminded him, so we escaped the disaster. But after that day, the statue of the City God cracked open and the beams and pillars of the temple collapsed."

"Everyone said that Grandpa City God has abandoned his position of god to save people and has been sent to hell."

"Since Grandpa Chenghuang is gone, there are often some demons and monsters on the mountain who dare to come into the city."

"At the beginning, everyone would invite a mage or something, but neither Taoist priest nor monks had any place to go."

"There is only one god of the King of Black Mountain who said he took over our Guobei County and asked us to worship and pray devoutly at 3 o'clock a day. He will bless us with good weather."

Lin Zhuming frowned: "Is that effective?"

The old man shook his head: "It's been a long time since this year, and the fields have turned into soft sand. When the wind blows, it's rising, and everyone who can run away has run away..."

"Why does it seem like there are many merchants here?"

"Although there is fog and clouds on the mountain, as long as you spend some money to worship the King of Black Mountain, you can provide a road, which can be much less risky than before. There is no need to worry about robbers, no need to be afraid of government or private levels. If you don't get deducted cards, the price will be lower, but the quantity will be higher... Therefore, many wealthy businessmen are willing to go to the business roads opened here."

Lin Zhiming probably had some expectations when he heard the old man say this.
Chapter completed!