Chapter 18 This person has passed away, but the living is like this

In the backyard, Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu opened their eyes wide, looking at the century-old wild ginseng. The countless nights when their energy was drained were nothing now.

"Old Niu, I'm getting rich."

Chen Xun looked straight at it. This wild ginseng was cultivated with green liquid by him and Da Hei Niu. "It will start with gold, absolutely."

"Moo!!" The big black cow was excited. It hadn't seen gold yet.

"In this year, it is definitely something that countless big families in the city are competing for, and it can be life-threatening."

Chen Xun swallowed hard. Most medicinal books have records. They can be said to be mortal artifacts. "Old Niu, have you sold it?"

"Moo? Moo."

Da Hei Niu hesitated for a moment and then shook his head. They were not short of money and had enough for daily expenses. This was their treasure.

"Okay, then keep it for emergencies." Chen Xun nodded and felt that it was a pity to sell it. I was sorry for the countless days and nights of essence.

"Old Niu, let's cultivate some other medicinal materials. A few decades will be enough. Otherwise, it will be too conspicuous and problems will arise one day."

"Moo!"

The big black cow nodded heavily. Chen Xun had told him many stories about the sins of possessing a jade, so it understood.

They had been in the Ningyun Mountains for several years, and all they picked were some medicinal materials, but they had never seen the legendary elixir. How could anyone have such good luck in this life.

However, after today's battle between immortal cultivators in the sky, the people and nobles of Panning City were impetuous and eager to seek immortality, and large numbers of people headed to the Ningyun Mountains.

There were also many charlatans who deceived others into losing their fortunes, and gangsters who committed murder and intercepted goods. The coffin-selling business began to take off.

These Jianghu sects are also unwilling to be lonely. I want the disciples that the Immortal Sect does not want! What the Immortal Sect doesn’t care about, I do!

Therefore, some well-known chivalrous acts gradually appeared in all parties, and the savages in the Ningyun Mountains were gradually forgotten.

Time seems to relieve everything.

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The long years passed by with no place to return, and five years passed in a flash.

In the past five years, Chen Xun has devoted all his longevity points to the essence of all things, and he and Dahei Niu have finally reached the third level of Qi refining.

The neighbors who called him brothers at the beginning were all old and moved around. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu took over a lot of trivial matters and were busy for their family.

On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and the cold moonlight shines down on the earth. It is so dark, but it illuminates every mourning hall. There seem to be more people leaving this year.

Unconsciously, the early autumn nights are getting longer, and the breeze is becoming more and more desolate.

Chen Xun stood outside the mourning hall and played the suona. The leaves fell silently, and he couldn't help feeling sad and silently sighing in his heart.

Those familiar smiling faces are disappearing one by one. Maybe as time goes by, those smiling faces will gradually become blurred in my heart.

There were murmurings and cries everywhere in the mourning hall. Chen Xun walked slowly everywhere. Everyone who needed to help was helped. What could he do now, except eat.

"Brother Chen Xun, thank you."

"Sorry, sorry."

Chen Xun stood up and whispered in a low voice, barely showing a smile, "We have already performed rituals, and no kid dares to block the road to hell."

Their family members nodded heavily and just held Chen Xun's hand tightly, with tears of gratitude in their eyes.

"Moo~"

The big black cow barked in a low voice outside the mourning hall and jingled its bells to bless those who passed away.

This person has passed away, but the living are like this.

It seems that this street can no longer stay. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu are too strange. More and more people are coming to see them, and it seems that they no longer pay attention to the blacksmith shop.

The next day, it was an early morning, everything was quiet, the wind was bitingly chilly, and the old trees beside the street were withered and yellow.

The door closed softly, and Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu left. He took one last look at the street, and inadvertently, his eyes were folded into heavy marks by time.

They are like travelers in time, rushing like passers-by, no one knows where they have gone.

This blacksmith shop never opened again. Neighbors said that Chen Xun might have died in a foreign country. Many years later, they only remembered that there was once such a blacksmith who struck iron fiercely.

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One month later, at night, Panning West City.

This is the most prosperous place in the city. People who can live in Xicheng are either rich or noble. A piece of land is already extremely expensive. The people knelt down and the dogs shook their heads.

A group of people walked on this bustling street. The men were majestic and the women were delicate and graceful. Their eyes were full of surprise, but their demeanor had a sense of being otherworldly.

"The mortal world is still wonderful."

The girl among them laughed, her voice as crisp as a clear spring, "I have been practicing in the sect and can only play with the spiritual beasts in the mountains."

"Junior sister Ye, you are wrong. Let me say a few words."

A man with an old-fashioned look shook his head slightly, "That is a city where you have never seen a cultivator. Panning City is just a drop in the ocean. The vastness of the world is beyond your imagination."

"Ah...Senior Brother Yu, is it really...really?"

Junior Sister Ye was excited, her face slightly red, "Has Senior Brother Yu been there?"

Senior Brother Yu's expression became solemn, his old-fashioned face became even more old-fashioned, and he said seriously: "I have never been there."

Everyone's expressions twitched: "..."

"Hey, what is that."

Junior Sister Ye seemed to have suddenly seen something surprising and ran over quickly. Everyone had no choice but to follow, but they were all shocked when they saw it.

It was a small 'house' with four iron wheels underneath. There was a plaque on the small house that said 'Xunwei Snacks'.

It looks like a shop, but it also looks like a street vendor. It occupies a large area, is surrounded by people, and is very popular.

I saw the boss sweating, holding a big pot in his hand, flames coming out, and occasionally adding some seasonings that surprised the diners.

There is also a window in the small house, and a black bull's head is sticking out from inside... holding a black hoof to collect copper coins and give change.

There were a lot of barbecued skewers placed outside, and the fragrance was so fragrant that everyone in their group couldn't help but feel a little hungry after smelling it.

Naturally, some of his colleagues were jealous of such a hot-tempered vendor, but the boss, who was wearing three mountain axes and whose sixteen-pack abs were inadvertently exposed when he bent over, made everyone become brothers.

"Boss, I want to eat this!"

Junior Sister Ye said happily, she wanted to eat everything, "And that, that."

"Little girl, first come, first served, right? Go and pay first."

The boss spoke very straightforwardly, and those who were waiting felt very relieved after hearing this. It was a pleasure to eat here.

"Senior Brother Yu, come and give me the money!!" Junior Sister Ye jumped on her feet and greeted, constantly smelling the fragrance with her nose, and she was intoxicated.

Senior Brother Yu felt uncomfortable all over. He stepped over the crowd and came to the window. He took out a piece of silver and slowly looked at a big black cow with a thousand-year glance.

Senior Brother Yu was stunned, his mouth opened slightly, it was a cow.

The big black cow was stunned and gasped. Why was it given so much? It couldn't count.