Chapter 157 Qingzhou City

In the corner of the city, there is a place full of garbage.

Countless flies buzzed around a dead mouse, and the stench spread hundreds of feet in the wind. Passers-by covered their mouths and noses and hurried past.

At this moment, a little black dog suddenly appeared out of thin air in the garbage dump.

The little puppy was black all over, with only the chest and limbs and paws white, and its two ears drooped lifelessly.

"Woof... Woo..."

As soon as the little black dog appeared, it was so stinky from the stench on the garbage dump that it couldn't open its eyes, and one paw covered its nose tightly.

"Woof... Woo..."

Just when the little black dog was about to be knocked down by the stench, the figure of Er Gouzi appeared out of thin air beside Xiao Hei.

He had been in the gourd for several months and didn't dare to show his head. This time, he carefully explored his spiritual sense and found that he was no longer in the secret room.

Instead, he appeared in a very remote garbage dump.

For the sake of caution, he did not jump out rashly, but threw the little black dog out to explore the way first.

After finding that Xiao Hei was safe, he came out of the gourd.

Er Gouzi picked up Xiao Hei's hair and carried him away from the garbage dump.

"Xiao Hei, as a dog, how can you be afraid of stinking? How can you eat shit in the future?"

"Woof woof...woo..."

Xiao Hei seemed very aggrieved after hearing what Er Gouzi said, and made a whimpering sound.

How can these garbage be compared with shit?

Shit is not stinky, it is very fragrant, soft and sticky, especially hot, it is more delicious, soft and sweet, and the fragrance lingers on the teeth and cheeks.

When the little black dog thought of this, he stretched out his tongue and licked his nose, a little greedy.

"I tell you, if you are a dog, you can't be afraid of stinking, if you are a loach, you can't be afraid of being covered, and if you are a person, you can't be afraid of being tired."

"As a dog, you are still afraid of stinking. It is a shame in the dog world and will be laughed at by other dogs."

Er Gouzi had no idea what Xiao Hei was thinking and was still teaching it how to be a dog.

"Woof woof woof...woof..."

Comparing those dirty garbage with shit is simply an insult to dogs, who are also noble and hygienic by nature.

"Woof woof...woof..."

We dogs can eat shit, but you can't tarnish our dog character.

Unfortunately, Er Gouzi has no culture, doesn't understand dog language, and doesn't understand what Xiao Hei wants to express.

He thought Xiao Hei admitted his mistake and was self-examination.

After Er Gouzi left the garbage dump with Xiao Hei in his arms, he finally walked to a busier street.

Seeing a steamed bun shop on the side of the road and smelling the fragrance of meat buns, the man and the dog drooled at the same time.

Since the last drought, Er Gouzi was afraid of eating acquaintances, so he hasn't bought meat buns for several years.

Er Gouzi walked to the door of the steamed bun shop and took a deep breath. It was comfortable and familiar.

"Give me ten meat buns."

He looked down at the drooling appearance of the little black dog.

"Let's have 200."

"200?"

The owner of the bun shop thought he had heard wrong and repeated it with a bit of surprise.

"Yes, 200!"

Er Gouzi nodded. The little black dog's stomach was a bottomless pit. Not to mention 200, even 2,000 buns couldn't fill it.

200 buns were packed into a large bamboo basket, and the top was piled up like a snow-white hill.

Er Gouzi took out a large ingot of silver. The owner took a look and didn't recognize it as Bailian silver, so Er Gouzi didn't remind him.

"Excuse me, owner, where is this?"

"This is Qingyun Street, and the road ahead is called Dazheng Street."

The owner had just done a big business, and now he was very enthusiastic to point out the road ahead for him.

"I mean this city, what is it called?"

"Ah?"

The owner was obviously stunned again. He couldn't understand that someone in the city didn't know what city it was.

"This is Qingzhou City!"

"Walk a few hundred steps along the Dazheng Street in front, and you will see the Qingzhou government office."

"Thank you!"

Er Gouzi thanked him and walked forward with a large basket of meat buns.

I didn't expect that I would end up in Qingzhou City by accident.

Qingzhou City is the largest city in Qingzhou. It is said that there are many Jindan stage masters in the city, and there are more foundation building and Qi training cultivators than dogs.

However, Er Gouzi saw several dogs along the way, but he didn't see any immortal cultivators.

The little black dog took the opportunity of Er Gouzi looking around and swallowed dozens of buns in one bite, forgetting to chew.

It hadn't eaten meat buns for more than 10,000 years, and the taste was really delicious.

After swallowing it in one bite, it took the second bite, and there were dozens of meat buns again. The 200 meat buns just bought were gone in the blink of an eye.

"You dead dog, leave a few for me."

Er Gouzi quickly grabbed two meat buns, stuffed one into his mouth and held the other in his hand.

Fortunately, he grabbed two, otherwise the bamboo basket would have been empty in a short while.

"Son, did you see that? If you don't practice well, you will be as useless as him in the future, and you will have to compete with a dog for food!"

Er Gouzi followed the voice and looked back. It turned out to be a man in the fourth level of Qi training, holding a child in his hand.

He was using Er Gouzi as a negative example to teach his son to practice hard.

However, his words annoyed a man and a dog at the same time.

Er Gouzi finally met a cultivator and walked to the man with Xiao Hei in his arms.

"Little kid, uncle will also teach you a truth today. A man should be upright and upright. Don't be as useless as your father in the future."

"What do you mean?"

Before the man could react, he immediately felt a strong pressure of spiritual consciousness, pressing down on him like a mountain.

Er Gouzi had practiced in the gourd for several months, and with the help of Xuanyuan Dan, he made rapid progress and his strength increased several times.

Especially in "Hongmeng Refining God", there are many small tricks of using spiritual consciousness.

For example, he could restrain his own breath and look like an ordinary person.

Just now, this little cultivator of the fourth level of Qi Refining looked at him and regarded him as a negative example of a loser.

At this moment, he revealed the pressure of the breath of the foundation-building period, which frightened the little cultivator so much that he trembled all over.

"Senior...Senior...Senior, I have no eyes."

"Ask you one thing, in which direction is the entrance to the black market in Qingzhou City?"

Er Gouzi thought, since he had drifted to Qingzhou City, of course he had to go to the black market for a good stroll.

By the way, he asked about Daoxuan's secret collection. He hid in the gourd in Daoxuan's secret collection, and then he didn't know who brought him out.

I don't know what happened to Xuan Mi Zang in the end.

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