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A small town fork in the road.

Bai Yujun wears a bamboo hat as a roadside stall, sits on a small bench, and works hard to sell oil-paper umbrellas.

The stalls continued to make oil-paper umbrellas, as if they were not looking for something to do.

"Girl, what's the price of the umbrella?"

A middle-aged scholar took a fancy to an oil-paper umbrella and asked for the price. When he squatted down to check it, he accidentally saw the peerless beauty, and his expression was in a trance.

"A tael of silver."

Passersby shook their heads one after another, one tael of silver can buy a lot of things, there is no need to buy an oil-paper umbrella that can be bought for tens of pennies, and the scholar took out a tael of silver and handed it over, still laughing, laughing stupid.

The onlookers understood at a glance that the scholar was hooked by the fox spirit and bought an umbrella with a tael of silver. When he returned home, he might be beaten to death by his mother-in-law.

He took the money, put away the oil-paper umbrella, tied it with a cloth strip, and handed it to the scholar.

When the paper umbrella was in hand, the scholar remembered that he actually spent a tael of silver to buy an umbrella and wanted to return it. He looked at the delicate face and was embarrassed to open his mouth. He sighed that he was confused and bought it. of.

Bai Yujun didn't lift his head.

In fact, scholars have benefited a lot. The paintings on the paper umbrellas are not only paintings, but also a simple formation method that is extremely important to ordinary people. They can be placed in the home to prevent the breeding of evil and filth, and they can protect the soul from being on the road at night. The illusion of ghosts interferes, and it can better resist the attacks of ordinary ghosts. Daoists who have no cultivation base will all regard them as treasures, not to mention a tael of silver, and they will not worry about selling them for a thousand taels of silver.

The sun is warm, the wine shop and tea shop at the fork in the road do not have much business, and Xiao Er and the shopkeeper are squatting at the door to eat melon seeds.

"Whose girl is so handsome, I really want to go to her house to propose marriage." Xiao Er couldn't take his eyes away.

The shopkeeper pouted and spat out the skin of the melon seeds.

"Three generations of your family wear a pair of trousers. What do you want to marry a wife? Besides, that girl just knocked out the ruffian Liu Yi with a punch. Maybe she is a martial arts master. The toad wants to eat swan meat."

"Hey, maybe other girls like honest people like me."

What he said, even the second next door couldn't listen, and turned his back to his eyes and didn't care.

"Look! There are people on the road! Maybe they will eat and rest!"

The shopkeeper of the wine shop and tea house, Xiao Er, is busy preparing to pick up customers. This place is also a major traffic road. There are often business travelers passing by, but they can’t go to the village or the store. There are often travelers who stop by for wine and tea. a living.

Bai Yujun continued to work without raising his head.

I've cut a lot of bamboo strips, enough for a while.

Five people came, one middle-aged person led four young people, the relationship between master and apprentice, the young people ranged from 15 to 16 years old to more than 20 years old. , middle-aged people are in the early stage of foundation building.

Don't underestimate the foundation-building period, this world is still mostly low-level monks, and there are very few monks in the Jindan period and above. The more you encounter during your travels are the Qi-refining and foundation-building periods. Except for a few major sects, the rest are small sects. Most of the suzerains have only Jindan cultivation base, Yuanying cultivation base can be regarded as a medium-sized sect, and there are even many foundation-building sects who have accepted a few disciples and established sects.

Going out and building the foundation stage is already very powerful, after all, the Jindan stage is extremely rare.

Those people in Chang'an City can only ask for the foundation-building period and the Qi-refining period. It is expensive for a Jindan cultivator to come out of the mountain once.

Bai Yujun raised her head and glanced at the foundation-building cultivator.

"Pseudo-foundation period from taking medicine."

He whispered in a low voice, saying that the cultivator's true heels, a cultivator who relied on pills to live up to the foundation-building stage, he has been like this all his life.

The pseudo-cultivation refers to those who rely on external forces rather than their own breakthroughs. The foundation is unstable and the spells are not good. Unless there is a good magic weapon, it is difficult to beat the monks of the same realm.

Several people sat down in the teahouse, which made Xiao Er, the shopkeeper of the wine shop next door, depressed.

"Master, look, that girl who sells umbrellas is really beautiful!"

"There is such a beautiful woman in the mountain town, I have to guard against it, eat quickly and hurry up."

Although the Foundation Establishment period is a fake, he has a lot of knowledge, at least he knows how to be cautious when going out. Who knows if there is an expert who likes to play low-key and be cautious first.

The five master and apprentice threw the money and turned around after eating.

When passing the umbrella stand, Bai Yujun suddenly spoke.

"Buy an umbrella, it's raining in the mountains, and an umbrella can protect it from the rain."

The base-building cultivator frowned and felt that there was something wrong with the stall girl, but he couldn't see where the problem was. The villagers in the countryside didn't panic when they saw the cultivator. There was a problem!

"What's the use of an umbrella? Why should I buy one?"

"I bought my umbrella to cover the rain, and I won't get drenched in the rain, so I won't get sick. It's not expensive. You can buy one for just one or two silver. Don't you think about it?"

Bai Yujun didn't lift his head, and still lowered his head to cut the bamboo branches.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator didn't speak, but a young man with strong vigor couldn't help but speak.

"We cultivators never use umbrellas, and magic can cover the rain, but you are a good-looking little girl. It's better to be a maid by my side than to show up here and set up a stall as a vendor."

Bai Yujun smiled and didn't care.

"It's going to rain..."

After speaking, he lowered his head and stopped talking. The young guy wanted to make a move, but was caught by the cultivator of the foundation. .

Suddenly, clouds covered the sky.

This is not the so-called Bai Yujun's display of talent, but it is really raining. The weather in the mountains is like a child. If you change your face, you will change your face. Only Bai Yujun, who has a super sense of weather conditions, can know in advance.

rain drops...

The five masters and apprentices habitually cast spells to resist the rain. What terrified the five of them was that the rain fell directly on their bodies regardless of the spells, and the wet clothes also cooled the hearts of the five masters and apprentices. They stood motionless in the rain, watching. I didn't even see the shopkeeper of the wine shop and the tea house and Xiao Er's pointing, and my heart was cold.

The strange thing is that the girl and the paper umbrella placed in the booth did not get wet, as if the rain avoided it automatically.

"I said earlier that buying my umbrella can protect against rain. Alas, I always refuse to listen to advice. What should I do if I suffer from a cold, the quack doctors in the town can't cure it."

The foundation-building master was trembling all over...

Trembling, he walked back to the booth~www.wuxiamtl.com~ took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the girl tremblingly.

"I...I bought five umbrellas..."

The four apprentices stood behind the foundation-building cultivators with pale faces. They were just a small cultivator gang, not a sect. Bai Yujun did not feel the suffocating aura of the seven black-clothed killers on the five people. It was not a big evil. , Without the murderous intention, there is really no need for that.

Picked up five umbrellas and handed them to each other, took the silver, and found another five taels of silver.

"Take it and find your money."

"Thank you senior for not killing..."

"Let's go, go back and forth, forget everything here."

"Yes……"

The five masters and apprentices held umbrellas and returned the same way. The cold and drizzle rained, and the small booth became more and more blurred.