This winter is extremely cold.
Heavy Snow One scene after another, as if it never stops, the cold wind from the north howls over the valley day and night, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, making people feel bitingly cold just listening to it.
Although monks above third layer of Qi Condensation and Innate Martial Artist are not afraid of cold and heat, when the temperature drops to a certain level, they cannot ignore the threat of winter.
As for ordinary people, life is even more difficult.
The residents of Dongwu Stockade hid in warm cellars or secret rooms.
Only those who have the conditions can survive the whole winter like this, but those who don't have enough food and material reserves will be in misery.
As the price of food in the walled city continues to rise, some Rogue Cultivator are forced to brave the wind and snow to go hunting.
Especially those who usually muddle along have experienced great suffering.
Many Rogue Cultivator never came back after going out.
At the same time, the number of monks in Dongwu Stockade continued to increase, various conflicts occurred, and the public security situation became bad.
Even Guard Hall can't suppress it!
Wang Chen When I walked out of the alley in the morning, I saw many unfamiliar faces.
They gathered in groups under the eaves of the street, with indifferent expressions and fierceness, looking at the pedestrians coming and going with stern eyes, like hungry wolves.
There are more refugees and beggars.
These homeless beggars huddled in the corner, holding a broken bowl and begging for alms from people passing by.
There were also some children wearing shabby clothes, dragging a trail of cold-hardened noses, walking back and forth among the crowd.
Such a scene made Wang Chen wonder if he had come to the wrong place.
This doesn't look like a Rogue Cultivator walled city, it's almost the same as a Mortal World small county town!
Suddenly he felt something strange and reached out to grab it without thinking.
He grabbed a black hand reaching for his waist!
"Let me go!"
A half-grown boy stared at Wang Chen with a ferocious expression and fierce eyes, like an enraged wolf cub.
As soon as he finished speaking, four or five people gathered around him.
"What do you want to do?"
"Bullying children? Come and see, someone is bullying children!"
"This Immortal Master Sir, he is still a child!"
"Let him go!"
Some were good-looking, and some were bad-faced. They blocked Wang Chen's way, and their malicious eyes fell on him, as if they were staring at plump prey.
When the people around saw it, no one stepped forward to help Wang Chen out of the siege. Instead, they looked like they were gloating at the good show.
Click!
Wang Chen crushed the thief's hand and shouted, "Get out!"
The people surrounding him suddenly stumbled back involuntarily, as if struck by lightning, with shock on their faces.
The astonishing momentum Wang Chen showed in an instant made them realize that they had found the wrong target. They kicked the iron plate with a bad move and fled in a hurry.
The little thief was left crying in pain on the ground!
Wang Chen shook his head, casually cast a Cleanse Art, and then walked in the direction of Marketplace.
Everyone who witnessed this scene showed awe.
No one dares to stand in front of him!
Outer Region believes in the jungle Principle, where the weak eat the strong. Whoever has high cultivation level and strong strength will be the boss.
People who don't understand this are basically eliminated.
Today is not the opening day, but Marketplace is very lively both inside and outside.
Many stalls are set up in nearby streets and alleys.
Because it is adjacent to the City Lord's Mansion and is a key area guarded by monks Guard Hall, although the environment here looks chaotic, the order is still stable. There are many noisy people and no one dares to take action.
"Immortal Master Sir, you are doing great kindness and virtue."
A white-haired old beggar stretched out his trembling hands and begged Wang Chen: "Just give me some food, my grandson hasn't eaten in three days."
He was carrying a little boy wrapped in a quilt. Although the latter's eyes were open, his face was sallow, thin and weak, and he no longer had the strength to speak.
This is Cultivation World!
Wang Chen I felt a sense of depression in my chest, and I couldn't even spit it out.
He silently took out two Spirit Rice Ball from his storage bag and handed them to the old beggar in front of him.
No Wang Chen is reluctant to give more.
But if you give too much, it will bring danger to both your grandfather and grandson.
"Thank you, thank you Immortal Master Sir!"
The old beggar was so grateful that he knelt down and kowtowed to Wang Chen, but was stopped by Wang Chen.
He watched the other party feed the rice balls to his grandson, then glanced around before entering Marketplace.
"Wang Talisman..."
A middle-aged monk came up to him and asked with a big smile, "Are you coming to the stall again today?"
Wang Chen nodded. "It seems to be late."
There is a fixed number of stalls in Marketplace, usually first come first served - of course you have to pay the venue rental fee.
In the past, as long as it was not a market day, there would always be space available at this time.
But there were too many stalls set up today.
Wang Chen When I came here just now, I noticed that many street stalls outside sold mostly all kinds of junk goods. The stall owners probably took out the bottom of the box and sold things for their own use.
Not too cold at all!
"It's not too late for you to come."
The middle-aged monk said with a smile, "I kept a few. If you want one, I will give it to you."
"Thanks."
Wang Chen handed over a spiritual stone and two pieces of Talismans.
The other party is one of the stewards assigned to Marketplace by the City Lord's Mansion. Sixth layer of Qi Condensation's cultivation is that he can speak well in all directions.
Wang Chen has dealt with the other party several times, so he is considered acquaintance.
The manager said he was giving away a booth, but how could he take it seriously, so he paid the rent and gave some extra benefits.
Otherwise, why should people take care of me?
The middle-aged monk was indeed very happy and immediately arranged a stall with a very good location for Wang Chen.
Because of his good skills in refining Talismans, Wang Chen is now well-known in Dongwu Stockade. The charms he sells are quite popular and can be used as hard currency.
After receiving the benefits from Wang Chen, the middle-aged monk was naturally particularly enthusiastic.
However, what Wang Chen didn't expect was that although he got a good stall, Talismans's business was much worse than before. Even after a long time of setting up, not even one-tenth of the stall was sold.
Some Rogue Cultivator came over to look at it for a long time, and then bargained to death.
Wang Chen was too lazy to argue with the other party and directly put out a sign saying "no bargaining".
As a result, business got worse.
Finally, the middle-aged monk came over and whispered to him, "Everyone has been stocking up on food recently. The price of food has risen too fast. Those who have some spiritual stones are reluctant to spend it elsewhere."
Wang Chen suddenly realized.
I heard the other party lowered his voice again. "Wang Fu Master, please pay more attention recently. Recently, the mansion may recruit a group of monks to build a villa for Hu Meiniang to cultivate immortality."
Huh?
Wang Chen was slightly startled.
He knew that Hu Meiniang was the concubine of Master Xin Han, the master of Dongwu Stockade, and was said to be from the Joyous Union Sect.
But what does recruiting monks to build a separate courtyard have to do with him?
Unless you have an ulterior motive!
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