16-The old man is dead

Shangyi, rain.

After unremitting efforts, Lao Niu finally rushed to this city.

One small whitebait every day along the way made him smile.

You must know that not every fishing can be successful in Fulongtan.

Now, as long as you carry Xiao Ling and follow the designated direction, you can get a small whitebait, it's not too simple.

It seems that I followed the wrong person! Different from small cities like Youyang and Yanggu, Shangyi City has high walls and thick walls, making it an outand-out big city.

Due to the abundance of talisman paper and the welldeveloped funeral industry, the chain products produced in Shangyi are spread all over the whole Dayu, which belongs to the leading position.

The gatekeepers at the city wall are mighty, with sharp eyes scanning everyone who enters the city.

Originally, Xiao Ling was still worried, but he followed the queue and led Lao Niu to pay the money and entered the city smoothly.

The old cow is also exempted from the fate of

wandering in the wilderness.

It seems that in this era, it is not a very strange thing to lead a cow into the city, and even a cow is worth more than a person at a certain moment.

Today's Shangyi is cloudy and rainy, and the drizzle drifts between the red bricks and green tiles, converging into a stream of water and slowly falling from the corners of the eaves.

The rainwater flows down low places until it flows into a wide and calm river.

The river extends to the east and west, until it passes through the city outside the city of Shangyi.

There are row upon row of shops on both sides of the street, and signboards and banners flutter in the wind.

There are restaurants, teahouses, workshops, inns...

Of course, at most it is a unique industry in Shangyi, basically you can see it everywhere along the way in Xiaoling.

Pedestrians are constantly on the street, some are carrying burdens, some are on the road, some are delivering goods on ox carts, and there are small merchants shouting one after another.

Even if the drizzle continues, it cannot stop ordinary people's daily hustle and bustle.

He found an inn at random, Xiao Ling ordered Xiao Er to take the old cow to the backyard to take care of him, for this he specially rewarded Xiao Er with some loose silver taels.

Along the way, although the spirit is good, the body is still a little tired, so Xiao Ling decided not to practice today.

After drinking and eating, I fell asleep honestly.

the next day.

Xiao Ling got up very early, maybe because of his age, he had no desire to sleep.

At this time, there are already pedestrians passing by on the street, most of them are people who get up early to do business or run errands.

After breakfast, Xiao Ling wandered around Shangyi city aimlessly.

It is said that he has not really seen this world since he came to this world.

The crowds walking around, the shouting vendors, and even the jumping children gave him a sense of freshness.

Looking at the world with dizzying eyes, an idea

gradually sprouted in his mind, and gradually matured on the road of walking in Xiaoling, and finally took shape.

He will stay in Shangyi for a while.

This time can be short or long, depending on the

situation.

First of all, you need to set up a small shop with the only money you have. It doesn't matter if the location is good or not.

It is used as a place for him to rest, cultivate and

practice drawing talismans, and he can even open the door to do business and earn silver taels.

If you want to be familiar with talismans, you need a lot of talisman paper and good talisman pens, so money is definitely necessary.

And he couldn't live in the inn all the time, the money collected from Liu Mei was not much left, which couldn't support him to continue living.

This is Xiao Ling's plan for the time being, he feels that he can't aim too high, otherwise he will die ugly.

Dayu must leave, but not now!

The most important thing is to honestly solve the urgent matter at the moment and improve your own strength.

Mud tile alley.

Things were quite different from what Xiao Ling had imagined.

He went from buying a small shop to renting one,

and finally stood in front of the dilapidated small courtyard in the mud-tile alley and doubted life.

When the middleman quoted the price to Xiao Ling, he knew that his imagination was too good.

Buying is a no-brainer, so he thinks renting one is also acceptable.

However, when the rent for all houses needs to be paid at least one year, and a one-year deposit is required, he retreats.

It's not that he can't afford to rent it, but that once he rents it, he will have no money, and even his daily life will be difficult.

So his choices gradually became remote, until he saw this ordinary house with a small courtyard in the mud tile alley.

Xiao Ling silently calculated in his mind, after renting out, he still has surplus silver taels to live on, and spare silver taels to buy talisman papers.

As for doing business to make money, you can only take one step at a time.

The current situation made Xiao Ling smile wryly, if he knew that when he was in Fulong Mountain, those horse bandits should have handed over their money to save their lives.

The price of goods in a big city like Shangyi is

completely different from that of Youyang.

After signing an agreement with the middleman, this small one-story house became Xiaoling's temporary foothold.

...

Niwa Lane is located in the south city of Shangyi, and most of the people living in Niwa Lane are from the bottom of Shangyi.

Petty thefts happen from time to time, and the

occasional body is not uncommon.

Seeing Xiao Ling as a new neighbor, most of them are still polite, and they know each other by saying hello.

No one cares about Xiao Ling's identity, everyone is busy making money to live, how can they have time to care about an old man with half a foot in the ground?

It took Xiao Ling half a day to clean out the house and courtyard together, and he took several breaks in the middle.

When he was old, he was slow to do things. Fortunately, he had a cultivation base, otherwise it would be difficult for him to even walk.

The old cow was also brought back from the inn by him, and was resting in the small courtyard.

It is also very old.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Ling couldn't laugh or cry, isn't this the elderly duo?

After packing up, he rode the old cow to buy some daily necessities and a lot of food.

He even deliberately spent money to find someone to cut fresh grass every day to feed the old cows.

After everything was arranged, Xiao Ling started to practice.

The feeling of breaking through the second floor of gas extraction became more and more intense, so Xiao Ling decided to put off other matters and advance to the second floor of gas extraction first.

For a month in a row, Xiao Ling practiced in the room without taking a step out of the room.

Eat dry food when you are hungry, drink water when you are thirsty.

The old cow stood guard outside the door, never leaving.

Except for those who delivered the fodder on time every day, no one came to the small courtyard again.

Over time, rumors about Xiao Ling's death in the hut spread like wildfire.

Many people know that a single old man rented this small courtyard some time ago.

Except for the first two days when I saw this person, I never saw him again in the following time.

How could a normal person not go out?

So the rumor that the old man had died in the house spread all over the mud tile alley.

In the past few days, people occasionally passed by around the hut, and they would unconsciously glance at the small courtyard.

Through the crack of the door, one can see that the old cow sleeping in front of the door is chewing the hay in its mouth.

Someone even found the person who delivered the fodder to the old cow and asked about the situation in the house.

In the end, he didn't ask why, because every time he left the forage in the small yard, it was enough to deliver it on time the next day.

He didn't know what was going on inside the house, but he revealed one of the most important pieces of information.

That is, there has never been a sign of a fire cooking in the house, and there is no sign of people moving in the yard.

It was as if there was no one in the house.

It was getting dark.

Oil lamps were lit in the mud tile alley, and every household began to prepare dinner.

During the dinner, the family sat together and talked about the people and things they had seen during the day.

After a tiring day, this is the most leisure time for people.

Of course, the old man who hadn't shown up in the small courtyard that was rented out for a long time was also within the scope of everyone's discussion.

The moon was over, and the mud tile alley was quiet.

Most people fall into a deep sleep after working hard all day, only some people with ulterior motives will appear at this time.