The original repairer

This pair of monks looked rather miserable.

The male monk had one hand and one foot broken. The wound on the broken hand worsened and yellow pus oozed out. His arm was swollen and he was lying on the side of the crossroads. His face was dirty and his expression could not be seen at all. His clothes were dirty and torn, with many wounds caused by sharp weapons exposed. His cultivation was weak and it could be vaguely sensed that he was at the first level of foundation building.

The female cultivator was in a relatively better condition, but her hair was disheveled and her face was pale. She was obviously seriously injured, and her clothes were tattered. She squatted next to the male cultivator with an indifferent and lifeless look in her eyes. Her cultivation level was also at the foundation-building level.

As Shi Chen walked by, his spiritual sense inadvertently swept over the two of them, and he followed the cultivator in front of him and left, going to the Immortal Inn not far away and renting a room.

He entered the room and cast his own ban, and his face, which was originally full of smiles, instantly turned cold.

The two monks at the crossroads just now were actually Du Liangpeng and Mo Yan.

Du Liangpeng was seriously injured. The spiritual sense revealed that his breath was weak. If he was not treated, he would die within a month.

Mo Yan returned to her female body and was seriously injured. Although the injuries were not fatal, she could hardly hold on, and her eyes were filled with despair.

From this, we can speculate that these two people were controlled and monitored by someone, and their appearance on the busy street must be used to fish.

Shi Chen changed his appearance again and came to the restaurant opposite the two people at the intersection. He found a window where he could see Du Liangpeng and Mo Yan, ordered several spiritual dishes, poured some spiritual wine, and began to enjoy it slowly.

He savored it carefully for half an hour before finishing a pot of spirit wine. With a trace of disgust on his face, he called the waiter from Xianzhan.

"This spiritual wine is pretty good. Bring me another pot and some snacks. But those two down-and-out monks opposite are really disgusting. Take these five spiritual stones and send them somewhere else. It's really disappointing to see their sloppy appearance." Shi Chen said as he waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, I will help you right away." The waiter nodded and bowed hurriedly, agreeing to do the job.

Shi Chen poured himself a glass of wine and drank, no longer looking at the street outside the window.

He released his spiritual consciousness, and the waiter brought in more wine and food. He came to the opposite side, threw five low-grade spirit stones to the female cultivator, and drove the two of them away.

The monks passing by saw a monk in the late Qi training stage, dressed in the clothes of a restaurant waiter, urging two seriously injured foundation-building monks. Many of them stopped and watched the excitement.

Du Liangpeng, lying at the edge of the street, was kicked twice by the waiter, but he remained motionless. The female cultivator sitting next to him, her eyes as still as water, did not blame the waiter. She simply silently picked up the five spirit stones on the ground, and with difficulty, picked up the male cultivator on the ground, slowly moving them away step by step.

After the two men left the intersection and were no longer facing the restaurant, the waiter came back and replied to Shi Chen.

He was immediately rewarded with ten low-grade spirit stones, and the waiter thanked him happily and left.

They continued to enjoy the spiritual food. Soon, there were only a few cups of spiritual wine left in the second pot, and the dishes on the table were all leftovers.

Not long after, two male cultivators in the late foundation building stage came to Shi Chen's desk, sat on his floor, and stared at Shi Chen.

"I wonder what the two fellow Taoists are doing? I love making friends." Shi Chen was startled at first, then smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, remove the wine and food from the table and serve a new one."

"Fellow Daoist, are you enjoying your drink here?" the cultivator on the opposite left asked in a cold voice.

"Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? I'm just having a few drinks and tasting some spiritual vegetables here. How can that disturb you two?" Shi Chen asked back with a cold expression.

"I wouldn't say it's a hindrance, but why are you chasing people away, fellow Daoist?" asked another cultivator on the right in a flat tone.

"Oh! You mean, you want the shop owner to drive away those downtrodden monks across the street? Oh, are you their friends? This is a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to do this. I was just sitting here enjoying the food and wine, facing those two. Their appearance is really disgusting and hard to swallow. That's why I asked the shop owner to pay five spirit stones and ask them to go elsewhere."

"Is this really the case?" The cultivator on the right asked Shi Chen, staring at him closely.

"You have also asked the waiter, you know it clearly in your heart. Otherwise, you can ask your friend to come back and sit there again. I will leave immediately. You don't have to return the five spirit stones. Just consider it my apology." Shi Chen said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist, do you think this matter can be resolved like this? Please come with us and apologize to my friend. How about that?" The cultivator on the left raised the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer, his eyes full of threats.

"Just by apologizing to your friend, can this matter be resolved?" Shi Chen frowned and looked coldly at the monk on the left with a look of suspicion.

"Go and apologize, and this matter will be over." The monk on the left folded his hands over his chest and said arrogantly.

"Okay, but you have to return the five spirit stones I just gave to your friend." Shi Chen's face flushed and he said angrily, his hands clenched unconsciously.

"Okay, as long as you go and apologize, I'll ask my friend to return the spirit stones to you." The cultivator on the left nodded slightly and agreed casually.

After paying the spirit stones for the food and wine, Shi Chen followed the two cultivators to Du Liangpeng and Mo Yan.

The lights were already on, and Du Liangpeng lay weakly on the street, barely breathing. Mo Yan sat beside him, her eyes hollow and her heart dead. She seemed oblivious to the three monks standing before her, staring blankly at her toes, silent and silent.

"My two fellow Taoists, I was wrong at the intersection just now. I shouldn't have asked the waiter to ask you two to leave unreasonably. I came here specially to apologize to you two." After Shi Chen finished speaking, he clasped his fists and bowed with a hint of apology on his face.

"Gentlemen, I have come to apologize to your friends. Now please return the five spirit stones I gave you." Shi Chen stretched out his right hand and looked at the two men expectantly.

"What spirit stone? Do we know you?" The cultivator who was sitting on the left just now raised his eyebrows and said as if he didn't know him, and curled his lips in disdain.

"Oh, are you guys trying to cheat?" Shi Chen sneered, his eyes becoming fierce.

"We just don't know you. Even if we did, what would it matter?" The monk who was sitting on the right just now said with his hands on his hips and his head held high.

"You'd better ask these two friends to return the five spirit stones to me, or you can pay me the five spirit stones yourself, otherwise I will call the Immortal City Patrol Army, and then it won't be a matter of five spirit stones anymore." Shi Chen said loudly with his eyes wide open, raising the jade slip in his hand.

"You called the Immortal City Patrol Army for five spirit stones. Are you crazy? One arbitration requires fifty low-grade spirit stones, and you called the cultivator army for these five spirit stones?" The cultivator who was sitting on the right just now opened his eyes wide and looked at Shi Chen as if he were a madman, his face full of disbelief.

"Everything must be done reasonably. I have apologized, and you must also fulfill the conditions you agreed to. Look, this is a jade slip for audio and video recording. How about I call the city patrol army to arbitrate? Do you want to take a gamble?" Shi Chen's face was gloomy, and he took out a jade slip and shook it in front of the two men.

The two cultivators' faces suddenly changed. They looked at each other and reluctantly took out five low-grade spirit stones and handed them to Shi Chen.

Shi Chen put away the spirit stone and said to the two men with contempt, "It seems these two are not your friends. They went to such great lengths to ask me to apologize for two dying people. Two fools! No, four fools!"

After saying this, Shi Chen turned around and left, went to Xianzhan on another street, and stayed in a rented room.

On the second day, he left the Immortal Inn at 5:15 am and continued to eat and drink at the restaurant where he had been yesterday. Yesterday's seat was occupied by two monks. This time he sat at a table by the window in the other direction and did not leave until noon. He wandered around the Immortal City at will, wandering around here and there.

He noticed someone was following him, but he ignored them and didn't try to avoid them. He casually looked around, buying up a lot of suitable spiritual herbs, spiritual objects, talismans, and magical knowledge, spending around a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

At the hour of You, he returned to the Immortal Inn.

On the third day, he left the Immortal Inn at the hour of Mao, sensing the vague tracking consciousness, and came to the flying boat dock to buy a jade token for the cross-sea flying boat that would depart at noon today. It was a lower-class cabin, with twenty people in a room, and was worth twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones.

The day before yesterday, when he was at the dock, he had already inquired about the rules of boarding. The miscellaneous cabin had a room for 100 people, no berths, and cost 10,000 low-grade spirit stones per person; the low-grade cabin had a room for 20 people, with berths, and cost 20,000 low-grade spirit stones per person; the medium-grade cabin had a room for 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, and could accommodate one person; the high-grade cabin had two rooms for 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and could accommodate two people; the special-grade cabin could only be rented under special conditions, cost 200,000 low-grade spirit stones, and was limited to seven people.

There were already seven people in the lower-grade warehouse where Shi Chen was assigned, four foundation-building cultivators, two Qi-refining perfecting cultivators, and one first-level Jindan cultivator.

When they saw Shi Chen coming in, no one paid any attention. They all sat cross-legged on their bunks with their eyes closed, or lay down to rest.

Shi Chen also sat cross-legged on the bunk he was assigned, sensing the spiritual consciousness on his body. At this time, the formation restrictions on the flying boat were not opened, and the cultivator's spiritual consciousness could be swept in from the outside. It was not until three quarters past noon that the spiritual consciousness left on his body withdrew.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Shi Chen got off the flying boat, bought a superior room, received a room jade token, put the main jade token in the superior room, and only carried two secondary jade tokens with him.

He hurriedly left the flying boat and came to the room he had rented at the pier inn three days ago, leaving a jade token. He then rented a room at the inn in the outer city, left a jade slip with his message engraved on it, and went to the inn he had rented in the inner city, leaving the jade token of the room at the inn in the outer city. Finally, he returned to the inn near the cross street, changed his appearance again, and then left the inn.

I came to the food shop I had been to before and ordered a pot of spiritual tea to drink slowly.

The streets of Xiancheng are still bustling with people, and the cross streets are especially lively.

There is still an hour and a half before the cross-sea flying boat sets off. There is still enough time for the next plan. As long as there are no mistakes in the implementation of the plan, Shi Chen is 90% sure that he can rescue the two people.

If the cultivators who were monitoring them found something wrong and acted decisively to intercept them directly, they would have to return to the Immortal Inn immediately, take away the jade token, and leave on their own flying boat.

The most crucial part of the plan is to monitor the two monks to see if they want to lure out the person behind Du Liangpeng and the others.

Shi Chen firmly believed that they would choose to play the long game. After spending so much time and energy, how could they give up easily without any results?

It depends on whether Shi Chen's plan of escaping is more clever or the monitoring monk is more shrewd.

At this time, Du Liangpeng and Mo Yan returned to their previous place, still looking half-dead.

At the intersection, they did not pay much attention to the monks passing by.

Shi Chen released his spiritual consciousness, which remained on Mo Yan, and then began to transmit his voice:

"I only give you one chance. From now on, don't act rashly and do as I say."

"Carry Du Liangpeng on your back to the Youdaoxian Inn ahead and rent a room. Don't worry about being followed. I'll give you the next instructions. I'll only wait for a quarter of an hour."