I am a living immortal.

Another sunset is setting, and the red of the sky is reflected by the surroundings.

Su Mu sat cross-legged on the goat's back and wiped the broken sword.

Behind him was a pile of broken limbs. The smell of blood soon attracted a large group of scavengers and some mountain monsters. This was a godsend feast for them.

"I've let you off, you're really stupid. You want to die, and you bring a bunch of people with you to die. It's a good idea to have a companion on the road to the afterlife."

.........

The old goat is quite fast.

In less than three days, we will reach Yuannan. The official road has also changed from a compacted dirt road to a bluestone road. From afar, the towering city walls rise from the ground, magnificent and majestic.

This is still just a county town.

Riding on an old goat, they slowly approached. The city wall was getting higher and higher, and it was estimated to be at least three meters high. There was an endless stream of carriages and merchants on the wide road. The guards in full armor at the city gate were obviously different from the soldiers and bandits they had killed before.

Su Mu could feel that those standing here were elites who had experienced many battles, with that kind of fierce military aura and rich blood.

Some special military technique? Probably.

I don't know if I can get it here for reference. If there is a chance, I will add this item.

These guards should be considered the face of the entire Yuannan.

Elites who have fought in many battles are elites no matter where they are. There are no major wars in Yan Dynasty now, so it is not easy to gather these elites. It is really strange that the magistrate of Yuannan County actually uses these people to guard the gate.

Su Mu didn't know that the guard he was looking up and down was inexplicably tense. His gaze seemed to see through the guard's entire body, which made the guard feel like he was running naked, and even more surprised as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.

Fortunately, the gaze quickly shifted away.

Su Mu rode a sheep into the arched city gate, which was about two or three meters wide. The gate was made of solid wood with a steel structure, and a heavy sense of history came over him. There were also traces of blood that had been dried for who knows how long, and these bloodstains had long since penetrated deep into the city gate.

Can stop some weak monsters.

In fact, the effect is not much different from sticking door gods and talismans. Of course, you can't expect a blood-soaked door to be of much use, but it's better than nothing.

It turns out that you have to see the outside world to know it.

Walking through the city gate, the whole world seems to light up. The houses are arranged in rows, and the first feeling is bustling. The vendors are selling all kinds of handicrafts and snacks.

Unfortunately, business is not very good. The hot summer makes people lose their appetite.

Instead, there were long queues in front of some vendors selling mung bean soup.

In addition, there are small tea shops at the door of some drinking places. You can have a bowl of cold tea for just a few copper coins. If you are hungry, it is also a good choice to go to the restaurant to have a bite to eat.

You can faintly hear storytelling and opera singing on both sides of the street. In this hot summer, it is wonderful to have a pot of heat-reducing cold tea or even iced cheese, order a plate of fennel beans, and listen to a whole storytelling show in the drowsy afternoon.

There were also men of letters and poets, who would travel together with a few close friends, reciting poems and songs, talking about mountains and deep pools, and discussing the court and the city.

Yes, yes, Su Mu could already feel the breath of the mortal world rolling in, as if it was going to drown him completely.

Walking on the street and meeting all kinds of people, he was not so conspicuous riding a sheep.

The world is a place where you will be tempered. If you don’t go to the world, how can you be tempered?

In spiritual practice, cultivation and action are both indispensable.

Su Mu was very casual and decided to stay here because she thought it was a nice place.

Maybe this is just his personality. Following his heart does not mean going with the flow. He follows his original intention and selfish desires, not the environment.

Thinking of this makes me feel relaxed and my thoughts clear.

After walking and stopping here and there, Su Mu bought an exquisitely carved mask. There are no machines here, and they are all 100% handmade. The craftsmanship is beyond reproach.

He didn't finish the tour. After all, Yuannan City is too big, with four blocks and twelve floors, and it might take one or two days to visit everything.

Wait for a chance later.

If you want to stay here for a while, it is definitely not cost-effective to stay in an inn. Even if you are rich, you can't do that. Generally, you can find an agent to rent a small courtyard here, which guarantees privacy and provides a place to stay.

But that is also relative.

Living in the city is a big problem because of the cost. He doesn't know the cost of renting a house but it must be high.

In fact, he could also go outside the city, where houses would be cheaper and the journey to Yuannan City would only take half an hour.

Su Mu was not sure.

Better to go and ask first.

…………

"Mr. Su, what do you think of this place?" The broker brought Su Mu to a small courtyard, which was in a very remote location, almost outside the city.

At first glance, this courtyard looks quite old, with weeds growing overgrown and already half a meter high.

The overall area is not large, with one main room and one side room.

The broker led Su Mu into the main room to take a look.

A bed, a table, a few chairs, and a tattered screen, all covered with a thick layer of dust and missing arms. Most of them were unusable and needed to be bought new.

Su Mu didn't care about this. He could ask a carpenter to make one later. He was just afraid that the house would collapse after a few days of living in it, so he knocked on the supporting pillars suspiciously.

Seeing this, the broker wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained, "Don't worry about that. Although this house is a little old, the strength of the foundation is absolutely fine. It was built with high-quality wood, so it will definitely not collapse."

"It's very private, with a separate courtyard (in a remote area), a private well (far from the river), and a small plot of land in the courtyard (inconvenient for buying groceries). Even if you don't grow vegetables, you can still grow flowers and plant a tree to cultivate your sentiments."

Su Mu did not express his opinion on the spot and was still looking around.

Seeing this, the broker used his ultimate strategy: "The most important thing is that the rent here is very cheap, only two taels of silver per month."

When the broker finished speaking, Su Mu turned her eyes over.

He had already looked at four or five courtyard houses. The good ones were too expensive, and the cheap ones were too small. How small? The size of a corridor.

There was no choice but to relax the conditions, and we finally reached the outside of the city.

Two taels, this yard is so damn expensive.

But Su Mu was still prepared to lower the price. He really didn't know that this house was so expensive in ancient times.

"Two taels? So expensive? No, no, no, do you think I'm young and don't understand these things? Not to mention the location, it takes at least an hour to walk from here to the city and back. You have the nerve to ask for two taels for this house that's who knows how many years old. Why don't you just go and rob it?"

"And look, this all needs to be renovated. The walls need to be patched, the tables and chairs need to be remade, and the pillars need to be reinforced, so that they don't crush me when I live there."

“It’s not much different from building one from scratch.”

The broker immediately said, "Hey, Mr. Shu, you can't say that..."