The wind is not strong, the rain is sudden.

The mist rises, and the mist turns into a vast white area, as if a gauze curtain covers the sky.

Dong Shumin moved half a step to avoid the dripping water under the eaves, but he was not sure about the words of the scholar. He responded generously with people from the world of learning.

"Please give me advice."

Xi Qianli smiled slightly.

"Miss is at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Gathering. She just waited to take the Pojing Pill and entered the Ninggang Realm. However, the experience of the Jianghu and the world need to be accumulated slowly. First, test you, what level did the three people who burned fire in front of the palace reach?"

Dong Shumin looked at her bright eyes, laughed first, and said:

"Oh, I almost fainted by the stench as soon as I stepped on the steps, and I didn't pay any attention."

Xi Qianli laughed and said:

"That's true, the salted fish is not well-behaved, and it's so smelly that people want to ascend to heaven. I glanced into the side hall and found a mule cart. I saw the girl grilling fish again, and guessed that they must be salted fish dealers."

"Hehe, salted fish dealers also have a realm? One dealer, two dealer, three dealer..."

"No, there are faint spiritual fluctuations around them. Xi is in the fourth level of Ninggang Realm, and is particularly sensitive to the aura. He found that the man is at the sixth level of gathering Qi, and the girl is at the second level of gathering Qi, but the young man is a mortal. The fluctuation of spiritual energy means that they have a treasure. But walking in the world with such a shallow cultivation is like a fool walking in the downtown area with gold, which is too unreasonable. The strangest thing is that the young man has no breath leaked out. The world of life is always soaked in vital energy and emitted. There is no breath, only dead people."

Hearing the last sentence, Dong Shumin raised her eyebrows and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, pulling out half of the "cang lang".

Xi Qianli shook his head and said:

"The boy is not afraid of fire, his face is rosy and his eyes are bright. He is definitely not a zombie, but he is like a disciple of a small sect who has gone out to practice. It's ridiculous that he used the treasure to hide his breath, but he didn't know that the treasure itself emitted spiritual energy."

Dong Shumin hesitated:

"In my opinion, they are not like bad guys. Do you want to remind me?"

Xi Qianli showed a dissatisfied look and shook her head.

"Good people and bad people are not written on their faces. When walking in the world, it is most taboo to point out their details. Since they have gone so far, they may have other ways to save their lives..."

Suddenly, a sour stench blew from the front hall.

The two hurriedly held their breath and walked back, hearing the girl complaining constantly.

"Dad, why are you carrying two baskets of salted fish out? It hasn't been cleaned yet. Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Ba

The man said:

"Are you a few noble people here? I want to invite them to taste it..."

Before he finished speaking, a rough voice rang out.

"Wu, the fish dealer, I want to kill me. Who eats your stinky salted fish? I'll tell you a little, throw the basket out and move it to the place..."

The stream takes two steps in three steps, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why should I move it?"

The archer who shouted was shocked and quickly silenced.

It turned out that the right side of the front hall was leaking, and the wind was howling through the hall. Only the left side of the incense table was clean, but it was occupied by three people's fire.

Whoosh...

A red shadow flashed by.

Dong Shumin rushed out of the front hall like a rabbit, turned to the far right end of the corridor before stopping, and took a long breath.

Here we are more than two feet away from the gate and further away from the side hall. The wind blows in from the front of the hall, and it has no smell. If the clothes are stained with the smell of salted fish, the sisters will laugh to death.

Seeing that the lady refused to stay in the temple and ran to the eaves, everyone had to follow her out in a bad mood.

Dong Shumin and Xi Qianli discussed for a while, feeling that the key to capturing the mandrill was that the weather was not good. The wild beast was very smart and knew that it was about to rain and hid.

The rain is getting smaller and drizzling.

Three people in the temple grilled fish and stewed soup, and spoke out.

"Xiaotian, eat it, don't be polite... The fish smells smelled stench, it smells so good when washed and roasted... Oh, are you sick? Your hands are as cold as ice..."

"Girl, people look down on our stinky salted fish, why are you stuffing it with a shy face?"

"Uncle Ma, pickled products are not nutritious, lacking vitamins, high in nitrites and nitrosamines, which are very easy to cause cancer... I advise you to eat less."

"Hmph, nonsense."

"Xiaotian, if you don't eat fish, then drink a bowl of mushroom soup to put it at the bottom. Then break the dough into pieces and soak it, it's soft and refreshing... Wait for a while and let me sprinkle salt... By the way, what is cancer?"

The temple is warm and lively.

It was cold under the eaves, and the wind whizzed, and there was nothing to say for a moment.

Dong Shumin remembered the boy who was suspected of a zombie. His strange words were fun and interesting. But he was blocked by the smell of salted fish and could not get close to him. His heart was itchy like a cat scratched him. He gradually became anxious and paced down the eaves of the temple.

She was not interested in the treasure. There were so many things, not surprising.

Xi Qianli felt a sudden heart when he saw it.

He knew very well that Miss Dong was about to take off her lady’s disguise and turn into a fairy!

Sure enough, Dong Shumin asked a question.

"Mr. Xi, why are they not afraid of the odor?"

Xi Qianli laughed and said:

"After hearing it for a long time, you will naturally not feel it. The so-called living with a good person is like entering a room of orchids and zhi, and not smelling its fragrance for a long time; living with a bad person is like entering a shop of abalone, and …"

"I know, I know..."

Dong Shumin agreed casually, bent her knees slightly, and peeped around a small hole in the wall.

Do not look at what is wrong, do not listen to what is wrong. This is not a lady's behavior.

The maid and the guard quickly turned their faces away and pretended not to see them.

Xi Qianli's tone stopped and he swallowed a long list of great principles back.

"Hmph, he doesn't eat grilled fish, and he really doesn't need to eat... Oh, why do you drink soup? If you don't drink soup, you will die... It's true..."

Dong Shumin talked to herself excitedly, then was depressed. As she looked at her, her delicate body suddenly trembled and took two steps back, almost falling off the steps.

"I was so scared, so scared... He knew that this lady was peeking. That little look, tsk, it seemed like a sword was flying..."

A girl patted Yima Pingchuan's chest with her hand, turned around and said seriously:

"Mr. Xi, what you said is wrong. Your face is rosy, and it is probably roasted by fire; your eyes are bright, and it is shining by fire; your body is cold, and you don't eat anything... Hehe, it doesn't count if you drink soup occasionally... Maybe you are a living dead person."

Living dead? What is that? Is it considered dead or alive?

Xi Qianli was stunned and couldn't answer.

Dong Shumin was very proud of the word that she invented with a clue. He pointed to three guards and two maids, and asked:

"Did you see that kid laughing?"

She said she was a child, but in fact she was not much older.

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Mr. Xi, is he panicked and scared by a group of people with swords and swords in?"

Xi Qianli was stunned and felt that the situation was indeed not simple. Miss Dong Bingxue was smart. Once she thought about it, she even ignored the doubts she found.

"He has no expression on his face, no vitality, and cold body. What's the matter if he is not a living dead person? I just came out of the temple and deliberately used the ultimate light skills of catching cicadas with eight steps. As for him, he was like seeing a sparrow pounce... Oh no, a peacock pounced by, without even rushing his eyelids..."

Dong Shumin's voice became louder and louder, and Xi Qianli was so anxious that she jumped straight into the air and said:

"Miss, the rain has stopped, we have to hurry up and get out of the mountain. The road is muddy, and we must arrive at Muyun Town before it gets dark. If we are trapped in the mountains, we will be in trouble..."

"No hurry, no hurry."

Miss Dong asked with a smile:

“How much is a cart of salted fish worth?”

"At most ten taels...but this caraway is broken and tastes great, so how much is it worth?"

"Ah, it's so cheap, so why do they work hard to traffic?"

Xi Qianli smiled bitterly:

"Miss, ten taels of money are a lot, and small families can use it for a year."

Miss Dong doesn't care about what money is not worth, and pointed at the guard and ordered:

"Zhao Jia, pay twenty taels of silver to buy the salted fish and throw them all into the ravine. Don't forget that there are two baskets in the temple."

The guard was ordered and turned around and entered the temple.

The stream looked left and right, and sighed to the sky.

After a while, Zhao Jia turned around and reported, Miss, they would not sell it.

"Ah...why not sell it?"

Dong Shumin exploded on the spot, and was angry and walked a few steps towards the door, then quickly covered her nose and retreated, gritting her teeth and said, "Don't you sell it? I don't believe it anymore, so I'd just give you a hundred taels."
To be continued...