Assistant God of Life in Another World

The gap between copper plates and silver coins was not ten times, but a hundred times.

In other words, one silver coin was equal to one hundred copper plates.

At the price of silver coins, staying in an inn that only needs the same amount of copper coins, the loss is not a big one, but a huge one.That's why the receptionist said at this moment that the simple and honest boy is a dumb sheep. ——If this is not a dumb sheep, then what is it?If this one isn't, no one else is.

Of course, in fact, staying here for one night is actually more than three copper coins. Under normal circumstances, it fluctuates between ten and twenty copper coins.

Hearing this, the four people in the small room all smiled. In fact, it was similar to a big laugh. In short, it was extremely happy, but because of the silence and low voice, it could only be classified as a smile, or a silent grin.

"Staying is staying, are you fat or not?" said the elder brother.

"If you stay like this, you probably won't gain much weight. Even if you have a chance, you must have been hacked." Another big man said.In a sense, this big man is actually quite "wise".

"If you're not fat, it's not worth it to just pick it up. It seems that you have to make another vote." The fourth person in the room said this, with a look of resentment.

Even compared with the original Fenglin compound, this inn is a completely different world.Basically, it is impossible for a magician to stay in such a small shop, even if it is a small magic apprentice of the first level, the shopkeeper dare not act rashly.

There are many reasons, the fear that the magic apprentice has a background is second, and the main reason is the magic apprentice itself.

The elemental induction of a magician cannot be underestimated, no matter how scumbag the magician is.

I was thinking of making the next vote.Therefore, although there are two other people staying today, the "dumb sheep" were specially separated.

After a while, guessing that the dumb sheep should have fallen asleep, a group of four came outside.I saw that the light in that room was already off, so I walked towards that room, and when I got closer.After listening, the breathing inside was steady.

So the four of them gave each other a glance, and the receptionist at the head pushed the door open and walked in.

The door was bolted on the inside, but at this moment, it was quietly pushed open from the other side.

The four of them actually didn't do anything to hide, and they didn't even do anything to lower their feet. In the eyes of several people, this kind of second-level small martial artist must have not been promoted for a long time and is very popular.It must be easy to catch, if you have to spend any thought on such a guy, it would be a waste.

Even if he is awake, just knock him unconscious.

There is no better target to start with than this, and it is sure.

But unfortunately, an accident happened.

Just after the four of them entered in series.The oil lamp that had been extinguished in the room suddenly lit up slowly. The reason why it is said suddenly and slowly is that the light turned on beyond the four people's expectations. It was sudden, and during the process of turning on the light, there was no sound at all. Just like that, from dark to bright, light up bit by bit, this is Yoyo.

The lights are quite "artistic".

If it were left elsewhere, a few people might appreciate it for a while out of curiosity.But at this time.Knowing that only a second-level martial artist lives in the house, the hairs on the bodies of the few of them suddenly turned cold.

Without it, the light would be eerily bright.

Two of them unconsciously looked towards the door, not necessarily retreating.And it was completely a subconscious movement, but after twisting his neck.But he didn't turn back right away. ——The door, the door that was just pushed open by them, was also quietly and slowly closed under their watchful eyes.

The whole body seemed to be stiff, especially the neck.

Turning their heads back with great difficulty, both of them seem to have heard the "quack" sound between their necks, and then the two of them and the other two looked inside together, but in fact there is nothing inside, this is just a small room. So what they looked at was the position of the bed.

The little martial artist who was expected to have fallen asleep and sound asleep was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling and looking at the few people.

"Little...little brother..." The elder brother said with difficulty.

Even if their brains were squeezed by the door, they all knew that what they were facing was definitely not a second-level martial artist, let alone a dumb sheep. mb, this will be a second-level small martial artist?Could this be a dumb sheep?This is seeing the undead!

"It's so late, and the big brothers are still up. It's just that I haven't slept, so let's chat casually?" The honest boy said with a smile.

After a while, the four of them sat by the bed in a row, while the honest boy stood by the oil lamp not far away.

Chat begins.

"How much does this shop cost for one night?" the simple and honest boy asked.

"Twenty copper coins. If there are many old customers and people, ten can stay. Sometimes they will be slaughtered, and it will cost 35 ten." The receptionist during the day said so.

"Then why do you want me three silver pieces?"

"You are from Yanhuang City. I heard that there are many people there, and the hotel must be expensive, unlike ours. Also, you look like a dumb sheep who don't know anything. I will definitely try you try."

"Do other shops here often cheat people like yours?"

"Yes. Those big ones are different, but they are already paid more, earning a lot more than us." This was the elder brother's answer, with a rather aggrieved tone.

"Is there anyone behind you? For example, a mercenary group or something."

"No, there are only four of us brothers."

"What do you mean by being the last vote?"

"You are not fat, so I guess you don't have much oil and water. It's better to get rid of you, and you can make a lot of money."

"Shoot? To whom?"

"Dahe Gang, they accept people, you are just right, they don't want third-level ones."

"How much can I pay for something like this?"

"Twenty gold."

"Twenty gold coins?"

"Yes."

"That's quite a lot. It's no wonder that you all want to make a vote. If it were me, I would want to do it all."

"Yes, it's a good deal. We can't earn so much in a month when we open a shop. The boss wants to try it when he sees others doing it. We both agreed." Another big man answered.

"Do other shops here do the same?"

"Some don't do it, but do a lot."

"Do you do this often?"

"It's not very often. Sometimes it's done once every month. It's hard to find dull sheep, and it's hard to find fat sheep."

"Can you tell me about your experience? Where did you learn your martial arts, and how have you lived these years?"

"Ok."

……

What follows is the slow narration of the four people in an orderly manner from front to back, sometimes complementing each other. The honest young man just listens most of the time, and sometimes asks a sentence or two in detail occasionally.

Human consciousness, in a certain world, means conscious and subconscious.

But this statement is actually just a vague summary and conjecture. Seriously speaking, it is not true.

Human consciousness and expression are actually divided into two parts, one is the consciousness area, which can also be said to be "full consciousness", and the other is responsible for expressing the part of this consciousness, which is roughly similar to a console or something of.

Or to put it another way, consciousness is a room, and the appearance of consciousness on the surface is just the window or door of this room.

The difference between a good person and a bad person is not the size of the room, but the position of the doors and windows in this room.The difference between a restrained person and a cheerful person is also not in the size of the room, but in the size and number of doors and windows.Maybe someone's house is small, but the doors and windows open are very large and many.

Vegetative people, mental patients, and autism, etc., in fact, there is no problem with the house itself, the problem is the doors and windows.

The so-called hypnosis, in essence, is to try to bypass the doors and windows to a certain extent, and directly talk to the room itself, or directly read the contents of the room.People who drink too much, their consoles are relaxed, or the doors and windows are wide open. In a sense, it is actually a kind of self-hypnosis.

What a cultivator cultivates is only from the aspect of consciousness. At the beginning, he repairs the doors and windows. After entering the door, he repairs the house itself.If you don't understand this point, it will be difficult to get started in practice, even if you stumble into it, it will be difficult to go deep and even more difficult to be thorough.

If it is not thorough, it is not final.

If you don't go to the end, you will practice and practice, but it will be empty in the end. No matter how hard you work, it will be a waste of effort. If you slack off a little, everything will recover.

To use a simple description, it is like pushing a stone to the top of a mountain. Only when it is pushed to the top can it stop there, form accumulation, and achieve success. The method that is not thorough and incomplete is to push it only halfway, or in other words, There is more or less, but no matter whether it is more or less, 1% and 99% are the same, and there is not much difference.

To ask a practitioner, no matter what stage he is in, he only needs to ask two sentences:

The first sentence, "Do you know what and where the next 'top' is?"

The second sentence, "Do you know how to get to that 'top'?"

If you answer yes to these two sentences, you can be promoted.If not, it depends on God.

Of course, this is foreign language.

Back to the topic, back to this moment.

After a long time, the "chat" ended, and the situation in the room once again reset to some extent.

The honest boy was lying on the bed.

The four of them stood in front of the bed in an uneven manner.

"It really is a dumb sheep, the boss knocked him unconscious with one punch." The receptionist said with a smile.

"Did I knock it out? Yes, it's true that I knocked it out." The elder brother seemed a little confused, but just a little bit, and didn't take it to heart. "Another twenty gold coins have been credited!"

As they spoke, the four looked at each other and smiled. (to be continued~^~)