Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 11 The Mortal Zone

Following the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus oil in the air, Hu lightly strolls in the mortal residential area. The courtyards with blue bricks and white walls are different in size, and there are trees or flowers outside the walls. An Yi made her, who had been tense since the end of the world, feel unreal.

Gradually there were voices in front of us, and after passing two houses, we came out of the intersection, and suddenly we came to a wide street, five or six meters wide, with cloth banners above the doorways of the shops on both sides, waving in the wind, and the smell of food and wine Mixed, people come and go.

Hu Qing practiced to distinguish ordinary people from supernatural beings at the end of the world. Now that she has been in contact with Qingyan, she has quickly developed the ability to distinguish ordinary people from cultivators at a glance.Observing while walking, I found that all the people walking here are ordinary people, and there is no practitioner.

Probably, the practitioners are very busy.

Hu walked lightly, not deliberately looking for the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus oil, but when she saw a certain place crowded, she moved closer.

This is a place similar to a street park. The large circular green grass in the middle looks very abrupt, and many people chat and talk in groups around this grass, which looks like an activity center for the elderly.

Hu Qing's face is strange, could it be that there are already senior traversers in this world who brought modern gardening here?Do you want to go up and step on it?Why don't others go?Didn't put in a sign with the words "Green Grass Yoyo, show mercy".

While hesitating, a loud voice rang out: "Oh, I'm late, please wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

Hu Qing looked over, and saw a strong old man trotting forward with a wooden bucket, stopped when he reached the grass, and smiled and said to another group of old men outside the grass: "I was too drunk last night, I overslept." gone."

Those old men slapped their noses with their hands: "You only came to empty the toilet after this is the o'clock, you disgusting people."

toilet?

Hu Qing stared at the clean toilet in the old man's hand?It can be seen with the naked eye that the bucket was still heavy when it came in the old man's hand, but now it is so light and weightless.

and so--

The old man jumped down on the grass with an empty bucket in his hand before he came out, with a playful smile: "It's so convenient to clean the big array, and you don't need to take a bath or wash your clothes. I have a good daughter, otherwise I would still be in a small town in the Mortal Realm right now." Pour Yexiang."

A group of old men went to the Longmen Formation, and Hu Qing was in a bad mood.

Cleaning array, automatic cleaning, decomposing garbage and environmental protection without leaving residue, it also includes laundry, bathing and other services.

A lot of family finances have been blocked again.

No wonder this place is so clean, with such advanced means, heh, robots are nothing!

Hu Qingmu continued to walk with a straight face, at least the shops on the street gave her comfort, look, she still has room to live in the vegetable market selling food, drinking, shoes, sewing, grain, oil, rice and noodles.

"Little lady, come here, hey, yes, just to talk to you, come in, come in and have a look."

Hu Qing stepped into the storefront of the warm and shrewd female owner, and all the clothes were hanging inside.

"Little lady, come to our Baopingfang for the first time. Is someone in the family at Chaohuazong? Is the child or a man? How old is the little lady? Which house will we live in? Let's take care of each other."

Talk a lot.

Hu Qing turned to go out, but the female boss wanted to grab her with one hand, she dodged her arm, and said politely: "Sister-in-law, I can't afford your things, I'm bothering you."

"Hey, hey, don't go, you can change it if you can't afford it." Seeing her gentle but hard-to-talk, the female boss put away her gossip and hurriedly explained her intentions.

换？
Hu lightly raised his eyebrows.

The female boss looked at her clothes greedily: "Little lady, your clothes are men's, and you don't fit them well. How about this? Which one do you like in my store? I will change it for you kindly. Look at that The carmine red one, and the mint green one, both suit you."

Hu Qing thought to herself, it turned out that she was wearing baby clothes and went to the street and was missed by others.

She said: "Thank you, sister-in-law, you and I don't know each other at all, so I'm sorry to let you suffer. No need."

After finishing speaking, he dexterously avoided the female boss's blocking body and jumped out, ignoring the voice of price increase behind him, and quickly walked away.

"Bah, you ignorant bumpkin." The female boss cursed unwillingly.

Hu Qing walked around the street and got a general understanding of the prices. One Lingzhu can buy a big white steamed bun, two Lingzhu can eat a bowl of shredded pork noodles, five Lingzhu can buy vegetables, meat and soup, then One spirit bead is equivalent to the purchasing power of one dollar before the end of the world.

She has five thousand dollars.

She didn't want to use the spirit stone that the old Taoist gave her.

After visiting the several connected bustling markets, Hu Qing walked to the boundary where ordinary people live. The natural flowing water separates this place from the outside, which feels quite distinct.

I don't know if it's a psychological illusion, but the flowers and plants on the other side of the water always feel more lively.

There are bridges on the water, and you can see seven or eight buildings of different styles at a glance. Hu lightly stepped on the steps of the nearest stone bridge, stood on the bridge and looked up and down. You can see that the terrain is slightly high and low, and the mortal area is on the lower part.Most of the people who cross the bridge and enter the destination are cultivators.

No one looked at her, not the kind of passersby and strangers who don't care, but the feeling that people seem to see her without seeing her.

Hu Qing: Maybe I'm just a mortal who doesn't deserve to be seen?

Honestly turned around and went up the bridge to return to the world of mortals.

This hateful class difference.

On the way back, Hu Qing bought the most common mirror with three spirit beads, a pair of the most simple scissors with three spirit beads, and a set of sanitary products with a total of ten spirit beads. Finally, he bought a white flour steamed bun.

The scissors are gilded iron, and the mirror is carved with gold and silver. Both of these are the most common. Sure enough, gold and silver are useless here and can only be used for decoration, and they are not even as popular as white-faced steamed buns.

Hu Qing pays special attention to the recruitment information, hoping to find a job that he is competent for.It's just that I haven't found any information about hiring people, but I can understand how these people live.

It turns out that those who can live here basically have family members who are cultivators, and most of the people here are Chaohuazong disciples. Chaohuazong disciples have good benefits, and a little leakage between the fingers is enough for everyone to eat. , so they don't have to work hard at all.

Those who opened the shop were just trying to do something to earn some pocket money, and they might close the shop one day if they got bored.

Hu Qing was speechless, it turned out to be a group of gnawing clans.

She heard someone say: "It's time for my child to come back. When he comes back with the damaged herbs, I'll go to the bridge and set up a stall to sell them. Selling more and selling less is better than opening a shop and guarding it every day."

The people next to him echoed: "Damn, the rags they brought back can be sold to support a family, so I don't suffer from the past."

When Hu Qing returned home, he checked the gate first and there was no sign that anyone had touched it. He opened the door and locked it, sighed, he couldn't do this, isn't this just eating and waiting to die?
I carefully trimmed my hair in front of the mirror. The long hair left by the original owner fell down to my buttocks. I can’t afford to eat and I donated my hair. I cut off a large piece and trimmed my bangs carefully. Well, not bad, average A strange little lady.

(End of this chapter)