Xianmen can only be saved by me

There are too many inexplicable feelings recently, he is not even surprised, and he can feel Yun Nianchen's breath following him, he doesn't pay much attention to his surroundings, just walks forward calmly.

After walking for a while, there are people on the street, and the doors of the shops facing the street are open to welcome the guests.

The number of guests was much more than Xie Lin expected.

Although this place belongs to the "black market", everyone has a sense of mystery and mystery when looking at the goods and transactions, and their voices are kept very low, which does not affect Xie Lin's feeling that this street looks strange and lively.Xie Lin had fantasized countless times that if Mufu Town wasn't so poor, it would probably have such a peaceful and active trading appearance.

The pace is inevitably a little brisk.

The most popular ones in the "black market" are "antique shops" that sell so-called "mysterious artifacts". When some artifacts are not activated, there is no aura flowing on the surface. Some of the elixir that was hyped as miraculous are mostly pills used to improve the realm.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not admirable behavior to infuse cultivation with pills alone. No wonder these things are sold on the black market.

This also made Xie Lin realize that in fact, not all the precious things on the black market, as Yun Nianchen said, there are actually quite a few things that make money by relying on poor information.

There are even two bookstores on the street, not far apart, and they both politely refuse the monks to enter at the door.

Xie Lin was curious about the reason for this rule. Unfortunately, he was also a monk, so he couldn't enter the door. Finally, with his own affinity, he found a customer who came out of the back door of the store. The exercises are different from those coquettish sluts out there with "Learn to Cultivate Immortals in 88 Days".

Things like cultivating immortals are not uncommon for people like him who have a fairy school, but monks have always been self-confident and will not flow these things into the hands of mortals, including some casual cultivators who want to If you can get a better skill, maybe you can only go to the black market...or auction.

It's a pity that Xie Lin can't sell these things, so I still have to look at other things.

Thinking of this, Xie Linke politely bowed to the enthusiastic passer-by: "Anyway, thank you for letting me know."

He sent people away, and was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped.

It seems... something strange.

Xie Lin looked over again, and the enthusiastic passers-by had already turned a corner and disappeared. This alley is not long, and it seems to be empty at first glance, which seems to be nothing strange.

but……

He frowned.

Before he could come up with a result, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.Xie Lin was startled, the person had been pulled back, he was startled, and was about to draw his sword, when he suddenly realized that it was Yun Nianchen.

"Don't run around." Yun Nianchen's expression was not good.

Xie Lin was surprised by what he said: "How can I run around... Isn't it normal shopping?"

"But you're out of my sight."

"Uh..." Xie Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't say it.

The range of Yun Nianchen's spiritual consciousness is so wide that the young disciples on the main peak are talking about discoloration... Now tell him to "get out of sight"?

It seemed that Yun Nianchen really saw things with his eyes.

Eh, wait?

Is his perception range already... so small?

Xie Lin was stunned, and wanted to ask, but knew that Yun Nianchen would not tell the truth.

He thought for a long time, and finally he could only say: "Well, I see, I'll walk slowly... Let's go over there and have a look."

Xie Lin casually pointed to a direction away from this back alley, Yun Nianchen naturally had nothing to do, and the two walked out of the alley together.

As soon as he stepped into the lively area, the strange feeling disappeared, and Xie Lin couldn't help but look back.

"What?" Yun Nianchen turned to look at him.

He looked very focused, as if he wanted to enclose every inch of Xie Lin's outline with his eyes, but Xie Lin, who was distracted, didn't notice this strangeness.He withdrew his gaze and asked Yun Nianchen, "Didn't you feel it?"

"what?"

"It may be my illusion." Xie Lin paused, "But I always feel that someone is watching me."

Yun Nianchen glanced in the direction of the alley, and quickly retracted: "I still feel this way now?"

Xie Lin shook his head: "Not anymore."

"I didn't feel anything wrong, and there was no one there." Yun Nianchen paused slightly, and said, "It's okay, you stay with me, I can protect you after all."

The words were a bit abrupt, Xie Lin glanced at him subconsciously.

He happened to meet those dark eyes, staring down at him.

I don't know how long I watched it.

Xie Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had seen such eyes before, he instinctively staggered his gaze, and took the lead: "Then let's go."

The two merged into the crowd one after the other.

As far as Yun Nianchen said, this is a meson space opened by someone who does not know, and the entire "black market" is actually within the scope of four streets. Xie Lin has been looking for the price of the wine shop where the doorman bought it, but he found it. Three streets to find.

It was a small frontage, no one was guarding it, but the smell of wine wafted from the doorway.Alcohol is a rare drink here, so even though the facade is small, the number of guests coming in and out is not small.

When Xie Lin entered, there were two other guests in the narrow hall, one in front and the other in the back. They tied spirit stones and went out with wine gourds. The shopkeeper behind the counter greeted him, looked him up and down, and laughed: "Is this the first time for a guest? It looks strange."

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Why, don't you sell things from strangers here?"

"How could it be? It's just that I have impressions of the frequent customers in this place. I'm just curious." The shopkeeper said, leading him to look at the products on sale in the store.Yun Nianchen didn't understand that, so he stood in the shop and waited.

Everything seems normal.

According to the different degree of fermentation, this store has several kinds of alcoholic drinks with different alcohol levels. It is said that there are more original types, some of which have been lost for hundreds of years.Xie Lin listened to the tone of the shopkeeper, as if there was a big boss behind the store, and the family kept the recipe for brewing this wine and passed it down from generation to generation.

Saying so...

Xie Lin looked at the wine recommended by the shopkeeper and fell into thought.

He smelled the smell of Phantom Flame Grass from inside.

Phantom Flame Grass, which only grows in parts of the Eastern Plains and the Northern Territory, was originally an ordinary spiritual plant.

But it will turn into a flame phantom to protect itself. Because of this characteristic, it is often used to make some magical weapons. When it was still on the mountain, only Xie Lin thought of adding it to the entrance.

And here, he saw a prescription similar to his thinking.

Although the world is so big, there will always be people who will clash with themselves, but...

Xie Lin still felt something was wrong.

He rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "Since it's an old recipe that has been passed down for many years, why haven't I seen any imitations elsewhere?"

"What the guest said, how can people take out the things that make a living in a small shop and imitate them casually?" The shopkeeper smiled indifferently, "There is a rule in our shop, the bottled wine can only be drunk in the market, if you can't bring it out."

……

No wonder the wine gourds in the hands of the two guests who just walked out were not big.

This is a bit interesting, Xie Lin raised his eyebrows: "Everyone is gone, can the store prevent them from taking them out?"

"The shop has its own connections."

"A 'gateway' that prevents guests from leaving with alcohol?This can't be counted as "some". "Xie Lin smiled, "Besides, when I came, I clearly saw that the "gatekeeper" also had a flagon in his hand. "

"It's the "gatekeeper" who can't leave. As for the others...the store has an owner, and this market naturally has one. Are you right? "

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The shopkeeper clasped his hands together: "If the customer doesn't buy wine, then I will-"

When he said this, his voice paused, and Yun Nianchen, who had always stood aside without saying a word, also rolled his eyelids at this moment.

There was a dark cloth curtain hanging beside the counter, which was blown up a little by the wind, Xie Lin didn't seem to notice it: "Who said I won't buy it?"

The shopkeeper seemed to be stunned, and after a while, he was shocked again, smiled again, nodded and bowed and said: "Hey, hey, what kind do you want to buy? How much?"

?

Xie Lin blinked.

"Just buy one and taste it. If you buy too much, you can't take it with you?" He threw the question back.

"Our boss... is more casual. If you meet a predestined customer, you can take it away. But whether this is a predestined relationship... you have to talk to the boss yourself." The shopkeeper said, looking at the cloth frequently. The direction of the curtain.

The implication was too obvious, Xie Linqi said: "You mean, your boss is in the shop now?"

"Uh... yes, indeed, I wasn't here today, but..." The shopkeeper looked nervous and laughed awkwardly, "Guest, if you want to take the wine away, I think it's better to talk to our boss , he...he is in the room."

"It's fine." Xie Lin didn't think much, and turned to greet Yun Nianchen, "Little...well, junior brother."

He inexplicably felt that he shouldn't call Yun Nianchen by his name at this time, and remembered that Yun Nianchen didn't want him to call him "Little Master Uncle", so he was forced to accept this address.

However, he seemed to have underestimated the lethality of these two words to Yun Nianchen, and Yun Nianchen ignored him for a while after shouting, as if he was stunned.

"Senior brother?"

The shopkeeper shook again, rubbed his hands, and smiled apologetically at Xie Lin: "Sorry, our boss is very disciplined, he only sees you alone."

Xie Lin glanced at him, pointed at Yun Nianchen: "You mean, he can't go in?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

The shopkeeper thought that Xie Lin agreed, and was about to lead him into the inner room, when Xie Lin turned around and said, "I originally wanted to discuss a business with the boss, so let's forget it" and pulled the name The taciturn monk walked out.

Shopkeeper:? ?

Shopkeeper: "Wait—"

Xie Lin's footsteps did not stop at all, Yun Nianchen also reacted after the initial daze, and walked out together with him.

With Yun Nianchen around, it was almost impossible for the shopkeeper to stop him. Without turning his head, he flicked his sleeves and separated the shopkeeper three steps away, no matter how hard the other party tried, he couldn't get close.

However, the next moment, a sudden change happened.

Xie Lin just took a step forward, and felt a breath coming from behind, and before he could react, it enveloped the world.

——In other words, wrapping the world in front of his eyes.

Xie Lin paused, and looked up at the pitch-black space. He was already familiar with barriers, but he had never seen a barrier like this...

oppression.

The speechless air stagnates around, and it seems that even breathing has become heavy.

He seemed to have sensed something, turned around, and saw a figure stepping out of the curtain.

The visitor was not tall, a little older, slightly fat, and had the slightly protruding belly that middle-aged men are used to, but he didn't look naive, probably because of the deep nasolabial folds on his face, which made him look a bit mean.

In the world of cultivating immortals, showing age is synonymous with low cultivation, but the visitor gave Xie Lin a kind of coercion that did not conform to his appearance.

The other party's gaze was cold and cold like a snake, sticking to him.

After a while, he smiled darkly: "It's interesting, as expected...it's really interesting."

Xie Lin frowned.