Chapter 1289: Transformed Into a Mortal and Entered the World!

Qingshan Town, Ye’s Bookstore!

"Uncle Ye, don't be joking!" Master Ma shook his head repeatedly and said:

"I can't read a word of it!"

"I won't tell you anymore.

I went to take a look. Zheng Zheng, the provincial idiot, hid those 'precious' books. "

"Last time, I had to look for it for a long time!

You really don’t want me to worry! "

"A complete nerd, hey..."

Said.

He strode towards Zheng Xiucai who was sorting books.

Seeing this, Mr. Ye looked at it with a smile, and then lay down on the rocking chair again!

soon.

From a corner of the bookstore, there was a familiar noise.

"Nerd, have you seen the [Secret Act Picture]?"

"Hmph!" Brother Zheng snorted coldly, glanced disdainfully at Mr. Ma beside him, and said lightly:

"Even if there were such things that were degrading to politeness, I would tear them off."

"Really?" Mr. Ma didn't believe it:

"I don't believe it!"

"No matter what kind of book it is, Mr. Ye bought it."

"If you damage it, do you have any money to compensate Mr. Ye?"

The nerd opened his mouth for a long time but didn't say a word.

See this scene.

Mr. Ma was secretly happy.

Then he continued:

"Besides, Mr. Ye asked Nian Bai to read books. Do you dare to damage Mr. Ye's books?"

"If you dare, you are an ungrateful person."

Said.

Mr. Ma looked up at the bookshelf, then reached out and groped on the top of the bookshelf.

I fumbled back and forth for a while.

There was nothing but dust on my hands.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiucai had a slight smile on his lips and thought to himself:

"snort!"

"If I hide it once, will I hide it a second time?"

"Fool!"

Mr. Ma, who had been paying attention to the change in Zheng Xiucai's expression, said angrily:

"Where did you hide the secret map?"

"have no idea!"

Zheng Xiucai glanced at the fat man next to him calmly and said calmly.

The words fell.

He continued to sort out the books in front of him, not paying any attention to the angry Young Master Ma beside him.

after a little while.

Mr. Ma suppressed the depression in his heart, rolled his little eyes, and then he had an idea, and he said in a deep voice:

"Nerd, this white-eyed wolf!"

Hear the words.

Zheng Xiucai said angrily:

"I'm not, I didn't!"

"Don't insult my innocence."

I saw a sly look flashing in Young Master Ma's eyes, and he said seriously:

"No?"

"Then you know that this bookstore is Mr. Ye's only source of income. If you read books for nothing, that is Mr. Ye's generosity."

"But if you influence Mr. Ye's only source of livelihood, then it's not yours?"

"Besides me, how many other people in this town have spare money to buy secret opera pictures?"

"You blocked Mr. Ye's way of making money. Do you think you are a white-eyed wolf?"

Zheng Xiucai, who fell silent, also knew that although the truth was a bit crooked, it was indeed the case.

Then, he closed his eyes, pointed to a location, and said:

"On the second bookshelf, behind the third row of books."

Fingers tremble slightly!

Obviously.

He didn't want this guy to get that ugly secret playbook.

When Mr. Ma got the answer he wanted, he immediately walked to the second bookshelf, reached for the third row of books and groped for a while, and finally found a book hidden behind it.

After getting the book he wanted, the guy shook his head and said:

"You're such an idiot who doesn't understand the charm. You're still hiding it so tightly. You don't know the mystery behind it!"

suddenly.

What did he seem to have thought of?

He chuckled lightly and said:

"Right!"

"You're such a nerdy loner, you really don't need it!"

"After all, you have Miss Wuzhi accompanying you, so you don't need this kind of spiritual food!"

moment.

Zheng Xiucai's fair face instantly turned red.

"You...you, you rude person!"

Finally another sentence came:

"I don't know the same as you!"

"Haha, nerd, you are just saying these words back and forth. I am tired of hearing them!"

"Say something new, maybe I will even look at you favorably."

"Fat Ma, I'll fight you!"

Said.

Zheng Xiucai gritted his teeth and looked at the fat man in front of him, put down the book in his hand, and rushed towards the proud Master Ma.

Seeing this, Young Master Ma quickly put the secret opera picture in his hand into his arms, and then jumped aside with his hands and feet that were not suitable for his body shape.

"Bookworm, you are still a scholar!"

"Don't you know that a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands?"

"You still call me a fat man. I think you are insulting your gentleness."

Fatty Ma responded unwillingly as he ran outside.

but.

At this time, the bookworm seemed to have forgotten the etiquette taught by the sages, and like a reckless man, he continued to rush towards Fatty regardless.

To this.

But Fatty Ma didn't go up forcefully. He was afraid that if he punched him, this weak and inexperienced nerd would be sent to see the King of Hell.

Therefore, he could only retreat.

At the same time, Fatty Ma took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve, threw it at the counter, and shouted:

"Uncle Ye, I'm leaving first!"

"I'll come see you next time and we'll have a few drinks then."

Said.

Fatty Ma rushed out of the store with extremely flexible skills.

Just as Zheng Xiucai rushed to the door of the bookstore...

A familiar voice came from behind.

"That's enough!"

"Stop pretending!"

"That's enough!"

As soon as these words came out.

Zheng Xiucai, who was furious just now, had completely lost the anger on his face. He looked shyly at Mr. Ye who stood up at some point behind the counter!

"Mr. Ye, how did you know I was pretending?"

Haha!!

The elegant Mr. Ye laughed, and then said unhappily:

"Every time a batch of books comes in, you get angry once!"

"Aren't you just annoyed that he disturbs you from reading?"

"Once or twice, it's fine, but it's the same every time, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

"Is your temper really that big?"

"Besides, after Ma Jun left, you were able to calm down and read a whole day. Isn't this contradictory?"

Hearing this,

Zheng Xiucai said a little embarrassedly:

"Is it really that obvious, Mr. Ye?"

"What do you think?" Mr. Ye said unhappily:

"Besides, Ma Jun knows it in his heart."

"I guess he just likes to play with you!"

"Otherwise!

You are so small that he can knock you down with one punch."

"Yeah!" Zheng Xiucai nodded and said:

"Thank you for your teachings, I know!"

"It's good that you know it in your heart."

Mr. Ye said with a wave of his hand.

Then.

Zheng Xiucai chuckled again and said:

"Then I won't be afraid next time!"

"You..."

Mr. Ye shook his head, said no more, and lay down on the rocking chair again.

Then.

Zheng Xiucai came to the bookshelf in the corner again and continued to sort out the books.

After a long time.

The messy, new and old books were placed on the corresponding bookshelf by Zheng Xiucai in different categories.

After that, he took a book as usual and calmed down to read it.

At noon... Mr. Ye invited him to have lunch together, but Zheng Xiucai refused. In response to this. Mr. Ye did not force himself to leave. Then Zheng Xiucai took out a wild vegetable cake as lunch. Afternoon... Zheng Xiucai was a little tired from reading, so he picked up a book at random. After flipping through a few pages, a record suddenly caught his attention. "Jinghu Town?" "Isn't that a town not far to the southeast of this town?" "Ten years ago, a strange plague occurred in Jinghu Town. Wherever the plague passed, those who were infected died miserably, which was unbearable to look at." "In the plague, all the young and old people in the town died, and only the old and young were lucky enough to survive!" "Why haven't I heard of this?" He thought about it. He thought of the ability of those dog officials to deceive their superiors and subordinates, and suddenly understood something! "Hey! Damn the dog official!"

"But we have to do a good job of epidemic prevention at home in the future."

"Well, I have to tell Mr. Ye before I leave. This plague is too terrible!"

"Next time I meet that dog thing, I will tell him, so that the dog thing will not die inexplicably and implicate Mr. Ye."

Then.

Zheng Xiucai flipped through a few pages, shook his head, and put the manual in his hand back to its original place again.

Then, he picked up the book he had put down before and studied the subtle meanings in the book.

During this period!

There were also a few scattered customers who came to the bookstore and bought a few storybooks.

Apart from this, no one else entered the bookstore.

Until the sunset, the sky became dim, and the handwriting on the book was a little unclear, Zheng Xiucai stood up, put the book away, and chose to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Zheng Xiucai reminded Mr. Ye to do a good job of epidemic prevention.

In response.

Mr. Ye smiled and nodded to show that he knew.

But he didn't care.

After seeing off Zheng Xiucai, the elegant Mr. Ye also ended his business for the day and closed the shop.

He did not return to the courtyard behind the bookstore as usual, but walked to the window of the bookstore...

Looking at the end of the sky, the red clouds were everywhere, and his mind was full of thoughts for a while.

"Counting the time, I have been in this town for seven years."

"It's a pity that I still haven't seen a glimpse of a breakthrough."

"I don't know how my wife's cultivation is progressing?"

"Ah..."

After a light sigh!

Mr. Ye walked towards the backyard with a dull look.

Yes!

This Mr. Ye is Cheng Buzheng, who turned into a mortal seven years ago.

Unfortunately, in the past seven years, he has gradually adapted to this peaceful life, and he no longer thinks about taking elixirs and improving his cultivation every day.

Unfortunately...

The breakthrough opportunity he wanted did not come.

There was not even a clue.

The only benefit is that his state of mind is much calmer than before.

Before, Zheng Xiucai and the son of the Ma family were also friends of different ages that he met after he calmed down.

Therefore, they were familiar with each other.

On weekdays, he would play a few games with Zheng Xiucai from time to time, or have a few drinks with Ma Jun. His life was peaceful and carefree.

Thinking of this.

A smile appeared in Cheng Buzheng's calm eyes.

Then.

Cheng Buzheng walked to the yard behind the bookstore and started chopping wood, boiling water, cooking, and making dishes like an ordinary person...

It wasn't until nightfall that a simple dish and a soup were ready.

Afterwards, Cheng Buhuan took the prepared dishes and soup and brought them to the square table in the yard.

He looked at the food in front of him and said to himself:

"With food but no wine, it's a bit less fun."

Think of this.

Cheng Buzheng stood up, went to a side room, and took out a jar of turbid wine.

This jar of rice wine was given by Ma Jun before.

Under the moonlight!

Cheng Buzheng stared at the bright moonlight in the sky, his thoughts wandering to nowhere, and he remained silent for a long time!

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Right now.

Qingshan Town, a hundred miles away...

Suddenly, two ghostly figures flashed past, rushing towards Qingshan Town in the distance.

Half an hour later, two figures in black robes appeared outside the town.

One of the men in black robes looked at the brightly lit town in the distance and said in a hoarse voice:

"Is Qingshan Town ahead?"

Hear the words.

Another man, who was relatively thin, nodded and said:

"Um!"

"It should be."

"As long as it's not wrong!" The hoarse-voiced man whispered:

“Ten years ago it was Jinghu Town, and this time it’s Qingshan Town’s turn.”

"Brother, why don't you harvest it all at once?" The young man in black robe said in confusion:

"Harvest once every ten years. It's a waste of time. Why not practice more while you have this time?"

The black-robed monk who was called senior brother said coldly:

"madness!"

"Don't forget, where is this place?"

"This is the sphere of influence of the Baiyun Sect, a major cultivating sect. Although it is in the border area of ​​Jin State, if the movement is too big, it will definitely attract the attention of the Baiyun Sect monks."

"When the time comes, if one or two Baiyun Sect monks come randomly, they will definitely notice that something is wrong."

"Once we offend the Jindan elder of Baiyun Sect, a small family like us will definitely be liquidated!"

"Even though our sect's mountain sect is not within the scope of the Jin Kingdom, if the Baiyun Sect wants to pursue us, even the Shangzong doesn't have the guts to protect our sect. He might capture our sect and give it to the Baiyun Sect as a sign of goodwill."

“Only if we don’t make too big a move and harvest once every ten years, we won’t leave any hidden dangers.”

"In addition, if we leave the old and young in the town with weak souls and weak energy and blood to cover it up, those dog officials will definitely help us hide it for the sake of their own political achievements."

"Because of this, this sect has been peaceful and peaceful for two hundred years since we left the mountain gate."

"You have to use your brain to do things, you know?"

"Um!"

"Senior brother, junior brother understands!"

"But is Baiyun Sect so scary?"

"It's scarier than you think."

"Let's put it this way, even all the demon cultivators in the Yue Kingdom combined are not enough to kill the ancestor of the Baiyun Sect."

"The ancestor of the Baiyun Sect is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he can kill three or five mid-stage Nascent Soul Demon Lords. It's absolutely no problem."

"What's more, the Yuanying Demon Lords of our two great sects in Yue Kingdom may not have reached the middle stage of Yuanying?"

Hear the news.

The young demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something?

"Senior brother, the ancestor of our sect is just a Jindan master. How do you, a monk in the Qi training stage, know such top-secret information?"

"Could it be that you are deceiving Junior Brother?"

He seemed to feel that what he said was inappropriate, and quickly added:

"Of course, junior brother is not looking down on senior brother. After all, junior brother is also a monk in the Qi training stage."

"only···"

Before the other party could finish what he said, the Demonic Brother glanced at him lightly and said with a strange smile:

"Jie Jie!!"

"Have you forgotten what my senior brother did before?"

In an instant, the other party also thought of his senior brother. He was an elite disciple of the sect's intelligence department many years ago, and was even given a neck-breaking pill by the sect!

Only then was it possible to break through from the middle stage of Qi training to the later stage.

Before the young demon cultivator could think too much, the demon cultivator brother spoke again:

"It's almost early morning, it's time to take action!"

"Walk!"

The words fell.

Two ghost-like shadows rushed towards the town in the distance.

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