Chapter 370: daily

For these warriors.
Qin Shujian rarely pays attention.
Because the identity difference between the two is too big.
A great monk in the sacred realm who can live for a thousand years, and an ordinary warrior who has not even been able to enter the sixth level of martial arts.
Wave.
That's a lot of death.
The two sides are not on the same level at all.
But that said.
But in fact, compared with the monks in the spiritual world, the number of these warriors is quite small.
after all--
Cultivation is about talent.
Not everyone will inevitably be able to break through to the peak of vitality and blood, nor will everyone have the opportunity to set foot in the real martial realm, or even higher levels.
more people.
It was a fluke to step into the first and second level of Wushu, and then wasted a whole life without any progress.
These people have no hope of practice.
Nor would he be willing to waste the remaining time on illusory things.
and so.
They will bid farewell to the world of spiritual practice, and become masters in the ordinary world, doing things that they think are righteous or beneficial to themselves.
After checking the situation in the lobby, Qin Shujian didn't linger too much, so he planned to take a walk.
Just then.
The talented little second greeted him again and asked politely and respectfully: "What do you need to eat, Lord?"
"No need for now, I want to walk by myself."
"Master, go slowly."
Seeing this, Xiao Er also stepped aside with interest.
With his long-standing vision, it can be seen that the person in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person.
It must be noble or noble.
If you want to be able to serve you well, maybe you will have a chance to stand up in your life.
No one would be willing to be a second-hand shop for the rest of his life, and no one would really be willing to waste a lifetime like this.
Encountered such an opportunity right now.
Xiaoer naturally wanted to grasp it.
But he himself knows very well that such a thing cannot be anxious.
If it arouses the other side's resentment, the gain is not worth the loss.
the other side.
Qin Shujian came out of the inn and wandered the street.
He is truly wandering, without any special purpose.
for a long time.
Qin Shujian found that he was either cultivating, fighting monsters, or on the way to practice and fight monsters.
By comparison.
The short-lived leisure in Liangshanzhai did not exist anymore.
From beginning to end.
His spirit is in a state of tension, or something is driving him behind him.
Even if the face is relaxed.
Secretly, there is still not a moment to relax.
Qin Shujian also understood that the way of cultivation lies in relaxing one piece at a time, but he has never been able to relax himself when he is free.
Until now.
Walking on the street like ordinary people, feeling the people around, the sound of traffickers and pawns screaming, but it made his mind feel relieved.
this moment.
The spiritual and the flesh fit together, and it seems to be closer again.
"It seems that blindly practicing cultivation is not necessarily a good thing. Sometimes you have to combine work and rest to practice the way."
Qin Shujian shook his head and laughed, then walked aimlessly in the crowd.
Encountered good-looking ones.
He stopped and watched for a while.
When he met something delicious, he would sit down and order one, and then taste it.
For the great monk in the Manifestation of the Holy Realm, Qin Shujian had already reached the level of bigu, even if his body absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth on its own, it was enough to offset his daily consumption.
The reason to sit down and eat something.
It's not for other reasons, but simply wants to satisfy the appetite.
"Store, how much is it."
Qin Shujian put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and then said to the store.
This is a small vendor, and the store is not a young and strong guy, but an old man over half a hundred years old. The years have left a gap on his face, but the difference is that his body is still upright.
It seems that the burden of life has not been able to crush the old man.
Hear the words.
The old man smiled and said, "Three cents."
Afterwards, Qin Shujian got up and handed over the three coins.
The old man took it with a smile, and then said: "Guest officer, go slowly."
"Haha, how many years has this stall been open?" Qin Shujian asked casually.
"It's been twenty or thirty years."
The old man answered without thinking.
Twenty or thirty years.
For the average person, it has been for most of their lives.
Hearing this, Qin Shu smiled again on the sword, and immediately arched his hands slightly and said, "Let's go next."
"The guest officer walks slowly. You can come often when you have time."
"for sure."
Qin Shujian nodded, then left the old man's booth and walked to other places.
A bowl of things above the stall just now.
For him, he was digested as soon as he entered the abdomen.
But the smell still lingers between the lips and teeth.
Qin Shujian had already settled his attention. If he didn't leave during this period, he would have to come and taste it every day.
Next.
He entered the state of wandering again.
There were quite a few cultivators along the way, but the strength was not that strong, and only a handful of them could enter the real martial realm.
strictly speaking.
The world of spiritual practice is not so separate from the ordinary world.
There are many ordinary people in this world, but there are also many monks.
There are often monks confuse among ordinary people, unless they are also people in the spiritual world, it is not difficult to notice the difference.
For these things.
Qin Shujian didn't pay much attention either.
In addition to encountering monks, as ubiquitous players, naturally they also encountered a lot.
but.
Not many of these players can recognize Qin Shujian's appearance.
after all--
No matter how famous the Lord of Liangshanzhai is, it is impossible for all players to know it, and Qin Shujian has been quiet a lot during this period. Even if some people have heard of the name of the Lord of Liangshanzhai, they may not be able to recognize it.
To this.
Qin Shujian was also happy.
The whole city is said to be big and not too small.
Compared with the Bifeng City and the ancient town of Zhenzhen, this city is a bit smaller, but compared with Liangshan City, it is more than double the size.
This is just an ordinary city in True Realm, and even the portal of teleportation has not been established.
Qin Shujian didn't use his cultivation base.
It took a day's time to walk around the entire city.
When I returned to the inn, it was almost evening.
When Qin Shujian came back.
The little second appeared at the right time, as if he had been waiting there, and said respectfully: "Do you need something to eat, Lord?"
"Then have a table of wine and food. As for what to serve, you can do it for me."
"Okay, I don't know if I am going to eat in the guest room or in the lobby?"
Qin Shujian glanced at the lobby that was half full, then pointed to an empty seat and said, "I'll sit there."
"Okay, grandpa, please sit down for a while, and the younger one will make arrangements."
"Ok."
When Qin Shujian heard the words, his forehead lightly, he walked to a blank table and sat down.
Then he glanced at Xiaoer's leaving back, with a faint smile on his face.
What is the reason why the other party is so active.
Even if he didn't say it, he could guess one or two.
For this kind of thing.
Qin Shujian was not disgusted, but rather appreciated.
He understands what chance is, and he wants to work hard to fight for it. In his eyes, such a person is barely qualified.
Know how to make progress.
Know the opportunity.
But it will not act too far, which will irritate life in vain.
If someone like Xiao Er was given a chance, let alone other things, it would not be a big problem just to live better than the average person.
These things.
Qin Shujian saw it all in his eyes, but he didn't show too much.
Some appreciation is one thing.
But if you want to give some chance, it depends on his mood.
Sitting in the lobby, surrounded by the voices of other people talking, there are all kinds of things, and there are even a lot of topics about monks in it, all of which seem a little noisy.
"I heard that there was a three or four zhang worm in Shilipo, specifically attacking the passers-by in the past, and finally the expert at Yuquanmen killed it."
"What's a big head of three or four feet? The beast tide of a few days ago knows. I have seen monsters that are as big as a small mountain, and they are as big as twenty or thirty feet. That guy is very powerful. Shake three times."
"hiss!"
Qin Shujian always had a faint smile on his face. He didn't dislike these things, but was rather interested in listening.
Nothing else.
It's just that he likes to be lively.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Xiao Er brought up the dishes.
not much.
Just three simple dishes, one soup, a pot of wine and a bowl of white rice.
After serving all the dishes, Xiao Er smiled and said, "Master, you can try them. These are some of the more famous dishes in this restaurant. You can taste it or not."
"Not bad."
"The little one should withdraw first. If there is something, the master will give orders." After finishing speaking, the little two withdrew wisely.
Wait until Xiaoer retreats.
Qin Shujian took a bite of the dish and chewed it in his mouth. The taste was just as Xiao Er said, and it was indeed good.
The dishes have no aura.
Obviously it's just ordinary ingredients.
But when it is stir-fried, it has a different taste.
While eating the food, he listened to the words of the people around him. When he heard the rise, Qin Shujian showed some smiles on his face, and then he poured himself a glass of wine and listened while tasting.
quickly.
The time for a meal is over.
Qin Shujian didn't stay too much in the lobby~EbookFREE.me~, so he went upstairs and returned to his guest room.
While living.
He has already given dozens of taels of silver at a time, which is enough to live for a long time, including daily food.
When the silver is exhausted, the shopkeeper will naturally tell him.
and so.
This also avoids the trouble of checking out once a meal.
Inside the next day.
Like ordinary people, Qin Shujian wandered out in the morning. When passing by the old man’s booth every day, he would sit down and eat more, and then return near the afternoon or evening.
Eat something in the lobby, listen to the people around you, and then go upstairs to start daily practice.
So back and forth.
Time passed quietly. Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"
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