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Chapter 441 Is There a Great Immortal? !

The sky lit up, the sun appeared, and every household opened the door and walked out one by one, which made the city more angry.

Song Yin and the others cleaned the lobby, rested for an hour, and then walked out of Yizhuang. At this time, the street was also full of people.

In the county town, those who do business are still doing business, and those who set up stalls are also setting up stalls, which seems to be no different from ordinary cities.

Except that the night does not belong to them, the day is no different from ordinary people.

There was no look of fear on their faces, after all, they had lived like this for as long as they could remember, and things like ghosts lived with them.

Song Yin and his party were walking on the street, and they met a porridge stall, so they gave money and sat down here.

The stall owners brought out several bowls of porridge and dishes of pickles and placed them on their small tables.

"Shopkeeper, I have a question for you." Song Yin said suddenly when he saw the sticky white porridge.

The stall owner glanced at the crowd, saw how tall and luxurious these people were, and said politely: "I dare not call you the shopkeeper, I just set up a stall, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

"How did this food come from?" Song Yin asked, pointing to the porridge.

"The guest's question is so strange. Of course they bought it, and they also have their own food." The stall owner laughed.

"Oh? But there are so many ghosts here, so nothing will happen?" Song Yin asked.

The stall owner was taken aback when he heard the words, and said: "Ghosts are nothing. I've lived for thirty years, and I've lived in peace. If you really want to find me, it's my bad luck."

As he spoke, he asked, "How many are foreigners?"

Song Yin nodded: "Is this the same everywhere in Dayan?"

"Then I don't know. I have never been out of Guangping County in my life, but I heard from people in the business that it's pretty much the same everywhere."

The stall owner said: "Several foreigners, can you tell me what's going on outside? Well said, I invited you earlier today."

First-hand information is definitely worth it. Getting some gossip and using it as a source of conversation can also attract a lot of customers. A bowl of sesame porridge.

Song Yin was about to speak, but Zhang Feixuan smiled first: "We are also ignorant, and I was wondering if it is different in different places, so I came to ask, you have business here, but there are zombies and skeletons outside, how did they come here? ?”

The stall owner said strangely: "I've heard of the zombie skeletons outside, and that's fine, just walk along the road. Don't you guys come in here too?"

"exactly."

Zhang Feixuan nodded with his usual expression, and said again: "Shopkeeper, we are new here, so I'll ask you a few more things, so we can get to know you better."

Stretching out his sleeves, he took out a tael of silver, and said, "Control the money for the meal, get all the delicious food from you, and reward you for the extra."

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly hugged the money, his face was as bright as a flower, "Don't worry, as long as I know what the guests want to know, I will know everything!"

A bowl of porridge and a dish of side dishes cost only two renminbi, ten renminbi for five talents, and this tael of silver was worth one thousand renminbi, which was almost half a month's income for him.

Zhang Feixuan was good at dealing with people. He was extravagant, well-dressed, and generous. The stall owner only thought of him as a nobleman, and he didn't wonder why they asked so many questions. He basically asked and answered.

In the words of the stall owner, it's all the same anyway.

The same is true of Guangping County.

Although it is said that ghosts walk at night, there is really nothing to do during the day, as long as you don't go far, and you don't go to the wilderness, it is basically safe.

They have a special avenue for walking, and there is a high probability that nothing will happen to them if they walk this way during the day, or if something happens, it is purely unlucky. The number of such people is rare, which is equivalent to the probability of being robbed and eaten by wild animals almost.

The stall owner himself has been to nearby villages, and enthusiastically marked the location.

As for zombie skeletons or something, he had never encountered them before. The traders who came were also armed with five big and three thick guards, each armed with weapons, so it would not be too difficult to deal with a zombie skeleton.

"What if we don't want to walk along the road?" Song Yin asked at this time.

"Then I have to invite the Great Immortal." The stall owner said, "Invite the Great Immortal to subdue demons along the way and keep you safe."

"Great Immortal?!"

Song Yin was taken aback, and excitedly said: "Is it a cultivator who helps you? Could it be a righteous way?"

There is a right way!
Could it be that what I said just now has come true?

No wonder so!
Why are ghosts rampant here, but ordinary people are also as usual, although they are full of resentment, but with the protection of the righteous way, they can naturally live in peace.

As for why not get rid of ghosts.

Righteousness is weak.

Song Yin knew this, and their Jinxianmen also came to Daqian with great difficulty from Shangeda.

And this can only be done by yourself. If the master hadn't found him, then the Golden Immortal Sect should still be dormant in the Xumi Vein.

This kind of thing can only be done with the talent of a great immortal.

Otherwise, why would the master often burst into tears after accepting him.

Isn't it because I am a great immortal, which makes people feel relieved, thinking that the Golden Immortal Sect is saved and can help the world and save people.

People of other righteous paths, perhaps not as qualified as myself, are still struggling.

But that's okay!

He, Song Yin, doesn't discriminate at all, and he doesn't feel that these righteous lives are hard.

They are all the same people. On the contrary, they are not in the backcountry, but they are fighting demons and defending the Tao in this big swallow, which is even more admirable.

The master is dormant, and they are doing it directly.

All fascinating.

Song Yin naturally wanted to communicate with them more.

"The right way? I don't know." The stall owner looked strange.

That way, it's not that you don't know the right way, but you don't even know the concept of the right way.

"You have to ask the county magistrate about this, the magistrate knows."

"Excuse me!" Song Yin cupped his hands and finished the breakfast quickly.

"Junior Brother and Junior Sister, follow me to the county government office after eating!"

His excited face hurt others.

Zhang Feixuan looked bitter, Wang Qi was gritting his teeth, Gao Sishu bowed his head and remained silent.

What are you talking about at this time, Daxian?

Isn't this a misunderstanding for senior brother?
What is subduing demons and subdue demons? How can there be any cultivators who subdue demons and subdue demons? They all have other thoughts in their hearts.

But senior brother is so excited, how dare they say that they can't dampen senior brother's interest.

After breakfast, several people walked on the street again, looking at the passers-by, Zhang Feixuan shook his head: "Everyone has their own way of life."

After all, it is a place under the rule of the "righteous way", and it is impossible to be as wanton as the evil way. Even the former soundless door is orderly, and it is naturally the same here.

Although the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts was terrifying, even without his senior brother, the ghosts that Zhang Feixuan saw seemed not to be particularly fierce ghosts, but just ordinary ghosts.

As for the Great Immortal, they are now going to the county government office. To be precise, the brother is impatient. He wants to find the county magistrate and ask what kind of Immortal he is.

(End of this chapter)