Chapter 392 Old Ye Sells Rice

Chapter 391 Old Ye Sells Rice

"You don't have to be so sneaky."

As soon as Han Yu came out of the ground, the spirit of the weapon couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It's understandable that once bitten by a snake, you'll be afraid of the rope for ten years.

But sneaking all the way from Minzhou City to Southern Xinjiang is really outrageous.

Stopping and starting all the way, the delay was two more days.

Han Yu curled his lips. Didn't you hear what the spirit said before leaving?

You won't be so lucky next time, listen! There will be a next time.

Doesn't this bastard know that he's targeting me?

"But it's useless for you to hide in the ground! If the other party can really find you, it's useless for you to drill deeper."

The spirit of the weapon sighed helplessly.

This is a completely crushing posture, hiding is useless.

"I suggest you send pills as much as you can. Believe me, the speed at which we become stronger will sooner or later reduce that dead man's face to that of an ordinary person."

The spirit of the weapon waved his hand to encourage himself, saying words that it felt guilty about.

Send pills, send a ghost, only one pill is given after three days.

Han Yu missed the days when he was tortured to death by Pingzi.

Although it was extremely miserable and chased everywhere, at least the speed of improvement was amazing.

Now one pill is given every three days, not to mention how annoying it is.

Even if this pill was just produced yesterday, it still needs to wait for two more days.

Youzhou Prefecture, the most remote area in the southern border.

Since ancient times, the land is vast and the population is sparse, and the products are poor. There are mountains and valleys here, and there are mountains at a glance.

Not to mention that foreign cultivators have set foot here, even the trade routes for mortals are very rare.

When Han Yu arrived at Youzhou City, he looked at the row of broken bricks and tiles on the wall. If he hadn't seen the three words Youzhou City with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there could be such a poor city.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the address on the list of Tianji Tower was written here, he wouldn't believe that such a place could produce a cultivator with good fortune.

"Really."

When standing at the gate of the city, the spirit of the weapon became agitated.

Han Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which proved that the list of Tianji Tower was indeed accurate.

After finding this one, the other nine can be collected without any accidents.

He walked into the city and found that the city was unusually deserted.

The dazzling array of shops that can be seen everywhere in other cities are not here at all.

There are no other shops along the street except a few shops selling grains and rice.

There are quite a lot of vendors selling various animal skins on the street, and there are also butcher shops. All kinds of animals can be seen for sale in the city.

Han Yu went to the garrison first as usual. There may be news from the Mo family and the Tianji Tower at any time. If he doesn't leave any trace, the Supervisory Department will be at a loss.

But the Supervisory Department didn't find it, he found it first.

He went around and couldn't find the garrison here, which was outrageous.

"Isn't it so poor that there is no garrison here?"

It's not impossible. What do cultivators want to do in such a remote place?

There's nothing to eat.

There is no fun.

No excitement.

These three things alone can resist 90% of the street monks.

Probably only those monks who really want to enter the secular world to practice and do not want to suffer will want to come here.

After searching for a long time, Han Yu finally had to find someone to ask.

"Is there a garrison?"

Han Yu looked strange, not because of the garrison, but the location of the garrison.

A moment later, Han Yu appeared at the gate of the city again. He looked up at the sign of a grain and rice shop and walked in after confirming that it was correct.

A servant quickly came up, but turned around and ran away after meeting Han Yu's eyes.

What's going on?

Han Yu was confused, and he could still hear the servant shouting.

"Boss, the guy you hate so much is here."

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a black monk's uniform walked out from the backyard of the shop. As soon as he looked up, he met Han Yu.

Ugh!

Han Yu was also stunned.

Old Ye!

…

"You were not demoted here because of my elixir, were you?"

Damn, I often meet familiar people recently.

Han Yu never thought that Ye Zhiqiu, the former garrison commander of Yujin Prefecture, would be transferred here.

Could it be that it was because of the elixir that made half of the people in the city laugh but not cry?

Ye Zhiqiu's face was complicated and he felt a toothache. If Han Yu was as powerful as he was back then, he would have to let someone throw him out of the city.

He rolled his eyes at Han Yu and said helplessly, "I was transferred here these two days. Who knew I would be so unlucky to meet you."

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These two days? It can't be because of me.

But Han Yu still felt a little strange, "You, a garrison commander, turned the garrison into a grain store. If you know it, the chariots and cannons will kill you."

"I am from the Supervisory Department. Besides, this is the policy of the court. Southern Xinjiang is poor and lacks rice. Many merchants are unwilling to go here, so the court can only supply rice to the southern Xinjiang area by itself."

Speaking of this, Ye Zhiqiu was also helpless. In order to save trouble, the fifth floor directly asked the local garrison commander to take care of this matter.

The garrison became a rice store. Don't say that Han Yu thinks it's outrageous. Didn't he think it was outrageous when he first arrived?

"But it's a good thing for the people anyway, so let it be!"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at it and said indifferently.

After speaking, he looked at Han Yu with a wary face. He had experienced this guy's ability to cause trouble from the very beginning, not to mention the subsequent legends.

You should know that even on the day he left, the portrait of Han Yu at the gate of Yujin City had not been torn down.

"Although you are much stronger than me now, don't make trouble!"

"I won't make trouble. I'll leave after giving you a pill."

Han Yu did not hide his purpose and said with a smile. After that, his eyebrows moved suddenly and he turned around and waved.

"Let's talk about the past later."

After that, he disappeared immediately.

...

Is there something wrong with the induction of the spirit of the weapon?

Just when Han Yu was still joking, the induction of the luck cultivator in the city suddenly disappeared.

Han Yu believed in the ability of the spirit of the weapon in this regard. Since it said that the other party suddenly disappeared, it must have really lost the induction.

After coming out of the rice shop, he immediately rushed to the last position of the cultivator in the induction.

But when he arrived at the place, he was dumbfounded by the empty space around him.

This is just an empty space.

Could it be that the other party can disappear here?

…

At the city gate, a young man in a green monk's suit pulled the animal skin on his body and walked quickly outside the rice shop.

The cloak made of various animal skins on his body was extremely strange, but no one noticed his existence.

After leaving the city, the young man took off his hood, revealing a clear face.

After reaching a place where no one was around, the young man flew up on his sword, leaped into the sky and left.

After crossing mountains and ridges, the young man finally stepped on the sword and rushed into the depths of a dense forest.

This place happened to be in the col area, and after pushing aside the waist-high weeds, he walked straight.

A narrow crack appeared on the mountain wall, like a scar.

After the young man stopped here, he slowly took off his cloak, folded it up and threw it in, then untied the small bag on his back, compared it with the crack, and barely fit it in.

After throwing all the foreign objects in, the young man tried to shrink his body and crawled in along the crack.