The nearest inn is called "Nanhe Xiaozhu". It has a novel name and unique displays. It is just expensive. You can stay for one night with two ingots of silver per person. I was dissatisfied when I heard this answer, but when I looked at the other party's firm eyes, I knew there was no room for change. After all, the business is about being in love and one can't stay if it's expensive.

Then I hesitated. After all, I didn’t have much money in my hand. In the past, Namo usually went out to beg for alms to solve the problem of feeding. If I really needed money, I would come forward and find a tavern or teahouse in the local area to play the piano for the guests. I walked along the way and played wherever the money was spent. As the saying goes, ‘There will be back after all the money was spent’, and this money could not be kept in my hand.

Later, when Xiao Ge went out by chance, he saw that we were really poor, so he would take out a few calligraphy and paintings with understanding and send them to some prominent or art-like houses, which could be exchanged for some tea money. Having said that, I have to say that when it comes to calligraphy and painting, I should have learned it earlier than him, but Xiao Ge only learned a lot of attainments in this area after decades of learning, so I don’t want to.

But Sister Jun was a little too stubborn in this regard, and always pulled me up worriedly and said, "Actually, your talent should not be worse than him. You are quite diligent in practicing, but why do your calligraphy and paintings always have physical appearance but their souls are dispersed? Have you ever thought about this question?" I was stunned. Before I answered, Brother Shu on the side pointed out incisively: "A thought is foolishness (bo first sound) if (re third sound) is absolutely absolute, and a thought is wisdom is born. I think too much at a young age. This is a heart disease!"

I should have been silent at that time, because even if I didn't refute, I knew in my heart that what he was right. The older I got, the bigger the stones I was pressing on. It had nothing to do with my parents, Xiao Ge, or even more with the temple. It was as if the pressure was given by heaven and earth, which made me breathless. After repeated repetition, I was always depressed.

This situation was not something that he asked Namo without temptation. He said that chest tightness and asthma are just a few reasons - puffy, chest aphrodisiac, etc. The more unusual one is witchcraft. There are many kinds of cursing him, and he will feel chest tightness and asthma in the early stage... I didn't hear what he said later, but it was definitely not the situations he said. As a last resort, he stayed in the Sutra Tower all day and night and read some related documents. This life of reversal lasted for several days without any results. In the end, he could only feel bad, so he was like this.

But why do you feel dim? No matter how long you go, you will not be able to get the answer for a while.

There is too much gossip, so I won't say much about it here. After all, because I am not rich, I want to say goodbye and go to another inn to ask. But before I could discuss it with them, I heard Namo shouting from behind: "Woman, come to the three heavenly rooms."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the waiter's loud voice: "Okay! Guest, the three heavenly rooms are nine ingots of silver." I frowned and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that six silvers can be moved in?" The shopkeeper who was sitting next to him and had a leisurely tea laughed at the moment of hearing this: "Guest, you are so funny! The young master just now asked for three heavenly rooms, so the price is naturally more expensive. If you want to be cheaper... we have a land number, a man number, a bush, a wood floor, a horse circle, what do you mean?"

I looked at Namo in embarrassment, with a firm look on my face, probably not changing my mind.

I could only grit my teeth and negotiate, "Shopkeeper, I only stayed for a night for three taels of silver. It would be too unkind to do business like this!" The shopkeeper smiled and casually shook the teacup in his hand: "Don't you know my rules?" I was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What are the rules?"

"The people of Jianghu only need two copper plates to stay overnight, and... all food and accommodation are included!" As soon as the words finished, two young men in coarse cloth and short clothes walked in dressed in Jianghu. Seeing someone inside, they couldn't help but pause, but their emotions were not obvious. They turned slightly and looked at the waiter beside them: "It's enough to stay in a room for three days."

The waiter smiled happily and frowned at the two people in the martial arts world: "Okay! Guest, there are twelve copper coins in total." When I heard this, I felt a little itchy, but the rules were like this. I didn't want to spend money in vain, so I should go to another house to take a look. Ruoruo was really awkward to live here today. Thinking of this, he hurriedly wanted to give an excuse to go out.

Just as he thought of a word, Xiao Ge suddenly spoke, and looked at the shopkeeper thoughtfully: "I seem to have seen you?" The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Even outside the world, there are many people who know Ba Jun." After saying that, he wanted to drive out the people; but Xiao Ge seemed to suddenly realize it and asked in surprise: "Are you Ba Gen?"

The shopkeeper was stunned and looked at Xiao Ge in surprise: "How do you know my small words?" I also looked at Yu Ge in surprise: "What? Do you know him?"

Xiao Ge smiled mysteriously: "Do you think this store name is familiar?" I was stunned and whispered: "Nanhe Xiaozhu, Nanhe Xiaozhu, Nanhe..." The words stopped abruptly: "Can it be from Nanhe Villa?" Xiao Ge nodded, with a little excited expression, but after a long time, he became lost again: "It's a pity that Brother Shen died fifty years ago."

I was stunned for a moment, and then asked hoarsely: "Shen Fuqing... has passed away, why don't I know?" Xiao Ge also looked at Nan Wu who was beside him in surprise: "Didn't you say you would tell him?" Nan Wu smiled, his voice clear and cold: "If you want to cultivate immortals, you have to face countless deaths. The best result is not to touch him. Look, Xiao Sang... isn't he dead too?"

I listened to what he said silently, but all the things I had experienced since I met Shen Fuqing. Although I had not been together for a long time, I always remember that when I first arrived at Nanhe Villa, although his subordinates were hypnotized by Qing Yi, they were a little clear-headed when they mentioned the owner of the manor Shen Fuqing. However, this loyalty was enough to make people respect it, and it was not necessarily even a god. After all, the gods and Buddhas in this world are just famous. Even if they are worshipped by thousands of mortals, the fear of demons and ghosts, and the praise of the fairy world... In my heart, the gods and Buddhas in the heavens are just illusions.
Chapter completed!