I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 192
A street is not a street, and a temple is not a temple.

But looking around, there are all large and small shrines.

It seems that the people living on this street are the gods in these shrines, not people.

"Follow me, don't walk around, don't touch, and..." Lao Zhang made a silent gesture to signal Zhang Jun not to talk nonsense.

The two walked into the street and saw Lao Zhang coming to a shrine.

Take out the tributes from the basket and put them on it, light yellow incense, and insert them into the incense burner after three prayers.

"Greetings to the Lord City God, Zhang Liangjun and Zhao Ju of the Jinlin Guards Division [-] are ordered to patrol the streets. Please come to the Lord City God for your convenience."

After saying that, he inserted the incense candle into the incense burner.

Then he pulled Zhang Jun and slowly stood aside and waited.

Zhang Jun didn't know why, but when he saw the incense candles burning, his eyebrows jumped, and he had an indescribable feeling, as if someone was observing him.

"Om!!"

After a moment, the door behind the shrine opened, and an old woman walked out of the door. Without saying a word, she nodded to the two of them and turned around.

Soon, a fat man with big ears and shirtless body ran out from inside.

"Eat, eat!"

This man had unkempt hair and covered his face, covered in mud, and even had a hole in his pants. After running out, he immediately rushed to the shrine, grabbed the tributes on it, and stuffed them into his mouth.

He looks stupid and stupid, and seems to have some intellectual problems.

But the man just ate the tribute. After finishing the tribute, he patted his belly with a smile and walked forward.

"Follow up."

Upon seeing this, Old Man Zhang quickly pulled Zhang Jun to follow the fool.

He whispered: "The City God is in charge of one side and has the power to lead the ghosts of that side into the underworld.
Anyone who commits a great crime and sincerely repentes before his death will be reincarnated as an idiot and become the human envoy of the City God.

If you are in a village, you are the village guard.

If they are in a town, they are called town guards.

If you are in a city, you will be called the City Guard Immortal.

But here, we can only be called street guards, and we must not slack off. "

Old man Zhang spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that Zhang Jun would not understand.

Zhang Jun nodded silently.

I saw the fool walking forward unsteadily. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, sat down on the ground and stopped walking.

Upon seeing this, Old Man Zhang hurriedly stepped forward and took down the spoiled tribute from the table in front of the shrine next to the fool. He signaled Zhang Jun to hand it to the fool to eat, and then he replaced it with a new tribute.

Zhang Jun looked at the moldy bun in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then picked off the moldy area, and then handed it to the fool.

The fool took it without looking at it and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Lao Zhang glanced at Zhang Jun and shook his head when he saw this. They just waited for the fool to eat enough and they continued on their way.

Go up Third Street, three rows in front and back, about 600 meters in one row.

Whenever the fool stops along the way, be sure to check out the surrounding shrines.

In Lao Zhang's words, these are the tasks handed down by the City God. The City God had already informed the fool. They only need to assist the fool, replace the stale tributes, and check if there is any problem with the shrine.

As long as the problem is solved, the fool will lead them on.

Things seemed simple, but after just walking around for a while, it actually took almost two hours to complete the inspection.

Finally, after returning to the city god's shrine and worshiping again, Lao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and led Zhang Jun out of the neighborhood. He clasped his hands and said, "Everything is fine and safe."

As soon as we walked out of the street, the bustling crowds of people hawking and hawking came like a tide. The sound of sesame cakes on the street, the shouts of street stalls, and the sound of gongs played by jugglers were all constant.

But they didn't hear any of these sounds until they walked out of the street.

It was as if they were two worlds apart, with a strong sense of tearing apart.

"Stop looking, let's go, let's go."

Old man Zhang saw that he was still standing at the street corner looking stupidly, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him away quickly.

After walking a little further, he said to Zhang Jun: "Xiao Zhao, our street patrol mission is completed today. Let's go, I will take you to eat duck blood soup."

"it is good!"

There were quite a few selling duck blood soup on the street, but Lao Zhang seemed to sneer at these shops and insisted on taking Zhang Jun for a long walk before sitting down in front of a stall on the corner of South Street.

"Boss, two bowls of duck blood soup and two sesame seed cakes."

Lao Zhang was obviously a regular customer here. When the boss saw him coming, he put down his work and started cooking in person.

"Xiao Zhao, you are from out of town. Sometimes you have to be smart. Ying Tianfu is the emperor and there are many rules under his feet. If you break the rules, even a person like Xiaodong who has Brother Han taking care of him will still be beaten severely. It will be light. Sometimes, I don’t even know how to die.

But having said that, as long as you abide by the rules, your life will be very carefree and happy.

The one or two yuan we have every month is not much, but it is enough for our expenses.

In addition to thirty kilograms of rice per month, supplementary charcoal fees, and rewards at the end of the year and major festivals, as long as you don't gamble or go whoring, you can buy a property in the West District in a few years. "

Lao Zhang picked up the chopsticks and said seriously.But Zhang Jun sounded completely absent-minded. His eyes were just staring at the small shrine on the stall in front of him in trance.

Even a street stall selling duck blood soup has a shrine, as if the gods have been completely integrated into every corner of this world.

By this time, Zhang Jun almost understood what it meant for gods and clans to rule the world together.

only……

"Here you go, two bowls of duck blood soup."

At this time, the boss brought two bowls of duck blood soup.

"Quick, quick, eat while it's hot. After you're full, let's find a place to rest for a while. Let's stroll back slowly along Suzaku Street, just in time for lunch."

At Lao Zhang's urging, Zhang Jun picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

Although the taste is not as good as I imagined, the soup is indeed delicious.

There is no MSG embellishment, but the original flavor of the soup ingredients is retained. It is paired with duck blood and duck intestines to give it a unique taste.

However, in Zhang Jun's eyes, these things can only be used as snacks and are not enough to be stuffed between the teeth.

In fact, he is not short of money. As long as he is willing, he can afford all the delicacies he wants. He has a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.

In the last competitive world, the two boxes of gold jewelry given by Du Mu were useless in the arena, but in the competitive world they were real currency.

As for purchasing power, I don’t know.

But thinking about it, it was enough for him to buy a mansion here and buy ten or eight concubines and maids.

As Lao Zhang said, as long as you don't gamble or go whoring, you can consume your happiness for who knows how long.

The only difficulty is that if I suddenly get such a huge windfall, I'm afraid it will also cause some unnecessary trouble.

Although there is no strict banking supervision here as in reality, a person suddenly transformed from a grassroots kid into a millionaire.

Unless you stay away from Yingtian Mansion and find a place where no one knows you, trouble will definitely come to your door.

At the moment, he has not yet figured out the rules of the game in this world, so Zhang Jun prefers to keep a low profile and find the right time to strike.

"Brother, I just saw a few families in the alley. They..."

"Shhh!!"

Lao Zhang quickly signaled Zhang Jun to stop talking. He knew what Zhang Jun was going to ask.

He said softly: "Including the fat aunt who opened the door to the fool today, they are not human."

"Not people?" Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, but after careful consideration, he didn't see the problem with those people. He couldn't help but joked: "Could they be ghosts?"

"I don't know, but they are not human anymore."

Lao Zhang took a sip of duck blood soup before saying:

"People who walk into that street seem to be trapped in it forever and can never get out. They can only stay in their own houses. Time seems to have nothing to do with them. I have been in Jinlinwei for eight years, right? Look at how gray my hair has become, but the people inside have never changed, and sometimes I envy them."

"Wouldn't that mean he would live forever and be like a god?"

Zhang Jun asked pretending to be surprised.

"immortal?"

Lao Zhang curled his lips and dismissed this: "It would be more appropriate to say that he is a servant of God. Being trapped in a place as big as a palm, after a long time, people are like wood. Although they stay young forever, they still hide themselves when they get closer. I can’t stand the odor on my body.”

After saying that, Lao Zhang waved his hand: "Forget it, let's be careful in the future. As long as we can come out every time, it doesn't matter what he does."

Zhang Jun heard the same truth, but it didn't suit him.

According to the rules, the prerequisite for winning this time is to join a faction and help this faction complete the battle for the heir.

Therefore, Lao Zhang's concept of living in peace and contentment does not suit him.

After the two of them finished eating the duck blood soup, they walked back with their knives. Not to mention the season when the cold wind is getting colder, a bowl of duck blood soup warms the stomach and makes people feel warm all over, no matter how full they are. .

Just as the two of them had finished their inspection for the day and were about to go back for lunch, suddenly there was a commotion in the distance.

Upon seeing this, Lao Zhang quickly pulled Zhang Jun into the alley.

"Come on, hurry up, don't let us get into trouble."

At the feet of the emperor, if a stone was thrown from a building and someone was killed, he would not be able to identify the princes and dignitaries.

If you can ignore it, don't ignore it. This is not the neighborhood they are responsible for anyway. If anything happens, someone else will take care of it.

Zhang Jun had no choice but to follow this person. Although he could quickly understand the customs and customs of this competitive world, it was too boring for him.

Forget it, after today's busy work is over, I can find a chance to sneak out at night.

Zhang Jun made up his mind that no matter what, he could no longer follow Lao Zhangtou's indifferent attitude. After all, he was not here to live in peace with everyone.

Lao Zhang pulled him and just ran forward, saying as he ran.

"Come on, hurry up. This alley is very hidden. No one comes here on weekdays. Let's hide in it and rest for a while, waiting for things to happen over there..."

Halfway through the words, Lao Zhang turned the corner of the alley. When he raised his head, he suddenly froze in place. Suddenly his eyes narrowed. At the corner, a dozen masked men with knives were staring at the two of them coldly... …

(End of this chapter)