Yang Tashan thought about it and found that even if he lives in an ordinary single room, two rooms would be 60 cents, and he would only pay 30 cents a day tomorrow. It is only enough to stay for one person, and even if he lives in two rooms, he would still have to pay 40 cents. This shop is cheap, each of whom only has 6 cents, but you can't let Xing'er follow him and sleep with those big men.

I looked around and looked around and found that there were all peddlers and pawns. It seemed that the inn should be the lowest place in Qingyang Prefecture. What should I do?

The waiter said lightly: "Can you two stay?"

"This... is a bit expensive..." Yang Tashan stammered.

"Swish~!" The waiter sneered, "Why are you pretending to be a rich man without money? I think it's expensive? Xicheng Dicheng

Yang Tashan was feeling a little cowardly. After hearing the waiter's words, he felt angry and said: "What did you say? Say it again!"

The waiter in the shop is very tall and burly, and he usually has the strength. Seeing that Yang Tashan was half shorter than him, he smiled coldly: "Hey~! Are you still excited, right? Believe it or not, I will take you out..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Tashan slapped his Jianjing acupoint with his left hand. The waiter's whole body felt as if he was electrocuted. Then, Yang Tashan grabbed him with his right hand, lifted his feet away, and raised them in the air.

The waiter felt sore and weak all over, and could not move like a child. When he met a master, he immediately panicked and apologized.

Yang Tashan sneered and shook his hand, threw him out, and hit him hard on a dining table. There was a rumbling sound, and the vegetable bowl fell, making the waiter covered his head and face. The waiter almost fell out of his position, and he kept screaming.

When people on both sides saw someone fighting, they had already avoided them.

"What's wrong! Something happened!" The shopkeeper ran out of the inside. When he saw the tragic appearance of the guy, he knew that the guy was very strong and specially arranged to help the guests carry their luggage and goods in the front hall. He was beaten to the front and screamed. He turned his head and looked at Yang Tashan. He saw him holding his shoulders with his hands. His eyes were like lightning. He thought that this master was not a good person. He hurriedly bowed with his smile and said, "Uncle, my guy is ignorant, I'm sorry, you are always here to take care of him."

When Yang Tashan saw the shopkeeper saying good things, he didn't care about himself. He smiled faintly: "Call me and I'll have more eyes in my heart in the future, so don't have a dog's eye to look down on others."

"Yes... you two stay in a hotel, right? Please go to the room. I'm sorry to you. I'll give you a 60% discount. It's a plea, is it okay?"

60% off? Yang Tashan thought about it. Two ordinary single rooms are 36% off. It’s not enough to stay for one night. Besides, what should I do tomorrow after tonight? It’s not a big deal. I waved my hand and said, “I can’t live with you, so I’ll find two more companies.” He turned around and left the store. The shopkeeper sent it to the door and kept bowing to apologize.

I walked away again and then stopped. There were no street lights on Qingyangfu Street, but the floor lights on the shops on both sides of the street were illuminated, and the street was bright. It was now the first update and there were not many pedestrians.

Xing'er was angry when she saw Yang Tashan just now. She followed him and didn't dare to speak.

Even the cheapest inn can't afford to live in, Yang Tashan didn't know what to do. He looked at Xing'er.

Xing'er had guessed Yang Tashan's thoughts and said softly: "Young Master, let's find a way to rent a room. It's too expensive to live in an old hotel."

Renting a house? This is a good idea. Yang Tashan asked: "Do you know where to rent a cheap house?"

Xing'er shook her head: "I don't know either."

Yang Tashan thought for a while and said, "Now it's dark and I don't know where to ask. We can't run around like this. Otherwise, we'd better go back to the inn and stay for a night for the time being. The shopkeeper gave us a 60% discount, and it's enough for 36 yuan."

Xing'er said, "Young Master, let's endure it for a night. Thirty-six ounces are enough for us to eat for several days."

That's right, you can buy two steamed buns for a penny, which is enough for several days to eat. Now is not the time to place a wide area. Anyway, it's midsummer, so you can spend a night without covering yourself with a quilt. Yang Tashan asked, "Okay, listen to you, where are you going?"

Xing'er secretly glanced at Yang Tashan: "Young Master... When my mother and I beg for food, we often live in...the City God Temple in Xicheng..."

"Is that the waiter just now talking about the City God Temple?"

"Well..., it's so aggrieved to let the young master live in that kind of place..."

Yang Tashan smiled bitterly: "Young Master, do you look like you are acting like a good person? Hehe, since you and your mother can live there, we will go there. Anyway, I will only spend the whole night. I will go to chop firewood tomorrow morning, and you will rent a house!"

"Well, Xing'er listens to the young master."

"Then let's go!"

Xing'er and her mother have been fleeing famine in Qingyang Prefecture for a while and are very familiar with the big and small streets. They took Yang Trashan and crossed the streets and alleys. After half an hour, they arrived at the Chenghuang Temple in the west of the city.

This is the Old City God Temple, the New City God Temple has been rebuilt in other places

So no one cared about this old City God Temple, it was broken and covered with holes and starlight.

There were already beggars lying in groups of three or three in the temple. Some were already snoring and snoring, some were joking loudly, and some were eating and leaving behind. When Yang Tashan and the others came in, they ignored them.

Yang Tashan glanced around for a week and saw that the place was too messy and it was uncomfortable to live. He looked around and saw a small attic in the temple. Half of the wall fell, and the board was still intact, but the wooden staircase had collapsed when he went up. If he went up there and went to sleep, it would be clean.

After thinking about it, he had an idea in his mind. He looked down and looked around. He found a long hemp rope, tied a stone at the end, threw it up with a swing, turned around the attic column twice, pulled it tightly, turned around and smiled at Xing'er, pulled it, and stepped on the pillar like a monkey. He went to the attic.

Untied the rope, threw it down, and said to Xing'er: "Tie your waist and tie it up tightly. I'll pull you up."

Xing'er nodded happily, pulled the rope and tied it to her waist, and said, "Okay!" She felt like she was foggy and she went up to the attic in a blink of an eye.

Xing'er said: "Young Master, you are so awesome!"

Yang Tashan smiled and said, "How do you think this is going?"

"Well, it's great, it's just a little dust. I wait for Xing'er to scan it... but there's no broom."

Yang Tashan raised his eyes and swept down. He saw that there were several worn brooms placed in the corner of the wall below, and said, "Wait!" He tied the rope to the pillar, pulled the rope and flew down the attic, took the broom at the corner of the wall, threw the broom into the attic, and then pulled the rope and climbed up.

Xing'er carefully swept away the dust on the ground with a broom until the board was clean, and said, "Okay."

Yang Tashan sat cross-legged and said, "Then let's go to bed!" Then he closed his eyes and said without saying a word.

Xing'er sat beside Yang Tashan, looking curiously at Yang Tashan sitting cross-legged like an old monk practicing Zen, and couldn't help asking, "Young Master, what are you doing?"

"Mediation!" Yang Tashan whispered, "You sleep on your floor, don't worry about me."

Since the day he was rescued by the Boss and the others, Yang Tashan had to meditate and practice luck every day before going to bed. Although he couldn't remember how he had this internal skill, how he used his skills to practice qi was vividly in his mind. He had to practice a few sets of fists and weapons when he saw the opportunity. Of course, he couldn't remember how to learn this.

Xing'er responded and lay on his side beside Yang Tashan. After being tired for a day, her mother was buried successfully. She also let go of her heart and followed a good person like Yang Tashan. Xing'er was satisfied and soon fell asleep.

Although Yang Tashan sat cross-legged, he was filled with emotion. He thought of his silver hood worth hundreds of taels. Judging from this robe, he was a rich man. Unexpectedly, he couldn't find his home after losing his memory, and he fell to the point where he could not afford to live in an inn for dozens of cents and had to sleep in the dilapidated temple. If this spread to the world, wouldn't it be a laughing stock?

Just laugh, what can I do? Yang Tashan calmed down and used his skills silently. After practicing for an hour, he then lie down with his clothes and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Yang Tashan felt the warmth beside him, and was shocked. He opened his eyes. With the stars coming from the roof, he saw Xing'er curled up beside him, trembling.

Yang Tashan was shocked and asked, "Xing'er! What's wrong with you?"

"Cold... so cold..." Xing'er said in a daze.

Cold? Although it is night now and not as hot as daytime, it is still very hot. The night wind blows over and is a heat wave. How come it is cold? Are you sick?

Yang Tashan reached out to touch Xing'er's forehead and screamed in surprise. Xing'er's forehead was hot and her body was shivering constantly. The preliminary judgment might be that she had a severe cold. Yang Tashan held Xing'er in his arms, warmed her with his body, and shouted: "Xing'er, wake up! Xing'er!"

In the darkness, I felt Xing'er's whole body like a stove. Xing'er said in a weak voice: "Young Master, Xing'er is so cold... Is Xing'er going to die..."

"Don't talk nonsense! With the young master here, Xing'er will not die. Let's go see the doctor immediately!" Yang Tashan carried Xing'er on his back, held her thighs with one hand, grabbed the rope with the other, and quickly lowered to the side.

Several beggars lay down below, sleeping in a daze, and they also heard the conversation between them. One of the old women said, "Is this child sick?"

"Yes, old man, do you know where there is a doctor nearby?"

"When you leave the gate of Chenghuang Temple, turn left, walk only two streets to the right, and there is a 'Jishitang' pharmacy shop, but it may have been closed at this time..."
Chapter completed!