I have a city in another world

Chapter 2848 Mortal life

In the early morning, the bell rang, shaking the sparse morning mist, and the doors of thousands of households opened one after another.

With the beginning of a new day, the city bursts with vitality.

That night, Tang Zhen slept very comfortably.

He hadn't slept for a long time, and now that he was incarnate as a mortal, he had the opportunity to experience this feeling again.

Stretching, Tang Zhen turned over and got out of bed, then looked around.

"Yes, the house was cleaned very well."

Tang Zhen said in a complimenting tone, and then looked at the corner of the room, where there was a faint black shadow.

Seeing Tang Zhen looking at him, the black shadow bowed in salute, and then disappeared without a sound.

There is a broom at the door, and the boards are placed upright, just like other tools.

There used to be a stale smell in the room, but now it has disappeared without a trace. It turned out that the window was opened a small crack, and a breeze was slowly blowing into the room.

The weeds in the yard were also cleaned up, without missing a single place.

This made Tang Zhen very satisfied, and considered whether to upgrade the other party to a servant, responsible for daily cleaning and washing.

Although it used to be the owner of this house, it was the past after all, and the current owner is himself, who has the right to decide whether the other party will stay or not.

It's not impossible to stay, but if you have to work hard, you don't have idle ghosts here.

After opening the door, a gust of wind blows, which makes people feel refreshed.

The neighbors around widened their eyes and stared blankly at Tang Zhen standing at the door, with a hint of undisguised shock on their expressions.

When did this haunted house have a new owner?
"Good morning, everyone!"

Tang Zhen said hello, and walked slowly to the opposite side of the street, where there was also a noodle stall.

The aroma permeated the street, making Tang Zhen swallow his saliva because he was already hungry.

This mortal body has such a good digestion ability that he would feel hungry from time to time.

Appetite is also enjoyment, so Tang Zhen let nature take its course and had a good taste of the delicacies in the world.

A bowl of thin noodles with fried sauce, sprinkled with a handful of spicy condiments, makes people sweat a little after eating.

The noodle stall owner looked at Tang Zhen and asked a few questions curiously. After learning that he just bought the house opposite, his expression became a little weird.

Tang Zhen smiled and said nothing. Of course he knew what his neighbors thought, thinking that he had been tricked into buying a ghost house.

How did I know that I was buying one and getting one free, and I got a servant who sweeps the floor for free.

While eating, the short-bearded man hurried over and happened to see Tang Zhen who was eating.

He was overjoyed, and immediately took out a transaction contract, ready to complete the next transaction.

Tang Zhen didn't write any ink, signed and pledged, and handed over the rest of the house payment to the other party.

When the short-bearded man was about to leave, Tang Zhen suddenly stopped him and said in a calm tone, "If you meet a beggar on the road, donate more. If you have nothing to do, go home early, so that you can avoid trouble."

"You're sick!"

The man with the short beard snorted coldly, he didn't take these words to heart at all, but laughed at Tang Zhen for his lack of brains.

It is estimated that after a few days, you will cry with regret.

On the way back, the short-bearded man encountered a beggar begging, and kicked him away in disgust.

After returning to the shop, the short-bearded man always felt restless, and Tang Zhen's words flashed in his mind from time to time.

Unable to hold back his doubts, the short-bearded man returned home, but he didn't want to directly expose his wife's adultery with a friend.

The man with the short beard was so angry that he was about to go crazy, he picked up the door bolt and smashed it, and soon the two of them fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing the murder, the man with the short beard was terrified and fled the scene quickly.

But he didn't want to leave in a hurry and didn't pay attention to his clothes, which turned out to be stained with a large bloodstain.

Originally, because there were few people in the morning, there was a chance to escape, but the man with the short beard deserved to be unlucky, and ran into the beggar who was kicked away by him.

When the beggar saw that he was hurrying with an evil look on his face, and there was a large piece of fresh blood on his body, suspicion immediately arose in his heart.

It happened that a martial artist patrolling the streets passed by, and the beggar immediately reported the discovery and identified the man with the short beard.

After receiving the report, the street warrior immediately blew his whistle to follow up, and soon caught the man with the short beard.

Because of the beggar's report, the short-bearded man was arrested and probably died.

If he was willing to give alms at the beginning, maybe he might have escaped a catastrophe, but he didn't do it.

It didn't take long for this incident to spread and became the talk of the city people after dinner.

The words Tang Zhen had said were remembered by the neighbors, and they couldn't help being amazed.

As for Tang Zhen himself, he didn't care at all.

He was just reminding casually, and he didn't care about the result. In fact, even if he made it clear, would the man with short beard really believe it?

Good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost, Tang Zhen just wanted to test how powerful the mundane divination technique can be.

The results have proved that the divination skills of mortals are indeed not weak, one word can determine the life and death of a person, and even see through the trend of the country's fortune.

This matter was just done casually, it can be said that it was forgotten afterwards, and it was not in the slightest.

After walking around the street, buying daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, the day went by.

At the same time, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as things used by literati, which are continuously sent to the blacksmith shop.

Seeing people coming and going, the neighbors watched coldly, wanting to see how long this new stranger can live?
In fact, in their hearts, they also hope that Tang Zhen can live longer, which proves that the blacksmith shop has restored peace.

When you rest at night, you can also sleep more peacefully.

Close the door, and the small courtyard becomes its own world.

Tang Zhen opened the wardrobe of the original owner, took out a set of half-new and not old clothes, and placed them on the table.

Then he picked up a pen and dipped the ink, and wrote lines of runes on the inside of the clothes, which looked mysterious and weird.

After writing the clothes, write about the pants and shoes, and at the same time, a pair of animal skin gloves.

After finishing writing, Tang Zhen threw the brush aside and turned to look at the corner next to him.

"The clothes are already prepared for you. After you put them on, light the fire and strike the iron for me. It's a pity that this blacksmith shop is deserted, and we still have to continue to operate.

If you don't want to do it, get the hell out, this isn't your home anymore. "

After Tang Zhen finished speaking, he walked slowly to the small courtyard and lay down on a chair.

The tall figure hidden in the corner slowly walked to the table, tentatively grabbing the clothes and pants.

Soon these costumes were put on, and a tall figure appeared in the room, floating around as if weightless.

After a moment of silence, it bowed to Tang Zhen and walked to the stove impatiently.

With the strike of the fire sickle, the coke in the furnace was ignited, and smoke rose again from the chimney that had been silent for a long time.

Throw the iron ingot into the furnace, and when it burns red, the tall figure wields the hammer and strikes continuously.

Hearing the sound of iron striking, the neighbors around were stunned at the same time, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

They were very familiar with this sound. Back then, when the blacksmith was alive, he kept knocking like this every day.

In the blacksmith's shop, which was originally called a ghost house, there was the sound of blacksmithing again, and anyone would feel that something was wrong.

The neighbors are secretly guessing, will they see Tang Zhen's body tomorrow morning?
Unexpectedly, early the next morning, the blacksmith's shop, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened for business.

On the old weapon rack, there are long swords and knives with cold light, which are obviously new products that have just been cast.

Tang Zhen sat inside the shop, looking at the neighbors who were looking outside, with a harmless smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)