About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

Although they set off early in the morning in order to reach the inn as soon as possible, it was already night when they arrived at the inn. This inn is not big, but several windows have light shining through the window paper. It seems that there are other guests staying. There is a plaque with some peeling paint hanging above the door, which says "Yelai Inn" in big characters. Yang Yuyao looked at those four words and thought that the name sounded really familiar. Yi Ziqi parked the carriage next to the door of the inn, and the three of them walked into the inn together. However, the candlelight in the hall was still very bright, but there was no one there.

"Excuse me, is the innkeeper here?" Yi Ziqi shouted. An inn like this on a relatively remote roadside would be guarded all night long, but now that all the guests have come in, no one comes out. This situation is... It's a little weird. Yang Yuyao thought of horror movies with themes like "Horror Hotel", and then he thought of those movies that seemed to have a different world view from here, and they were all monks. Ye Qianqian was more nervous than him, clenching her fists. Gotta be tight.

"Hello, is there anyone?" Yi Ziqi shouted again, and he took a step back to keep Yang Yuyao and Ye Qianqian under his protection. Then they heard what sounded like the scraping of fabric, and something tripped. The door near the counter was knocked open, and several disheveled men and women ran out in a panic.

"!" Yang Yuyao quickly came to a conclusion in his mind and quickly covered Ye Qianqian's eyes with his hands. However, he didn't even see the specific situation clearly, and his eyes were also covered. Now the situation changed to Yang Yuyao covering Ye Qianqian's eyes, and Yi Ziqi covering Yang Yuyao's eyes. The three of them stood in a row, and several men and women over there were hiding at the door. Both parties were embarrassed.

"What happened?" Ye Qianqian asked curiously after realizing that her eyes were covered but she remained still.

"Be good, children can't watch." Yang Yuyao said, and used his free hand to push away Yi Ziqi's hand covering his eyes.

"Ahem, you guys can take care of yourself before you come out. We can wait for a while." Yi Ziqiu coughed, and his ears turned red.

Then the door was closed again, leaving the three people speechless. If it weren't for this inn in Baxiang, few people would choose to stay here.

"Shopkeeper, give me a room!" A high-pitched male voice came in before anyone arrived, and a man riding a black horse jumped off the horse and walked towards them.

"We are also guests here to stay." Yang Yuyao, who guessed what the man wanted to ask, said before the man could speak.

"What about the store?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It may take a while to come out." Yi Ziqi looked at the wooden door with a complicated expression. The man looked confused, but he said nothing and followed the gazes of the three people.

About two minutes later, a middle-aged man with a small goatee came out of the door. With an apologetic smile on his face, he quickly arranged the rooms for them and told them where to place the horses and carriages. Where and how to get hot water for bathing.

"I'll arrange the horses and carriages." Yang Yuyao took the lead in arranging tasks for himself. Although Yi Ziqi was the coachman doing these things along the way, considering that Yi Ziqi still had to do these things by himself after returning to the sect. Yang Yuyao decided to practice more.

"Okay, Qianqian and I will prepare the bath water for you." Yi Ziqi readily agreed, "This inn is relatively remote and there may be some ferocious beasts. A Yuan, come back as soon as possible after settling in. "

"Yeah, I got it." After taking a look at tonight's room, Yang Yuyao walked downstairs. Unexpectedly, he met face to face with several of the people who had just come out of that door. Those men and women He looked evasive, pretending not to see Yang Yuyao, and rushed upstairs in a hurry. He seemed to be a guest of this inn. Yang Yuyao did not intend to explore what those people were doing together before, as long as what they did did not affect them. Of course, because their image at that time made people feel embarrassed, Yang Yuyao didn't want to meet them, so he simply pretended not to see these people.

The horse stable of this inn is located on the right side of the main building, where a small courtyard was built to park guests' carriages and house their horses. Yang Yuyao drove his carriage into the courtyard and led Red Comet towards the stables of the inn. Before anyone could reach the stables, a foul smell wafted over. Yang Yuyao frowned and cast a spell on himself that could block the smell.

Compared with the inn where I stayed before, the configuration here is obviously much different. There is no dedicated person to take care of the stables of the inn, so the guests need to complete the tasks of tying the horses, feeding them and adding water. The inn only provides piles of hay, water wells and regular stable cleaning services. Maybe there haven't been many guests in this inn, and the stables are not big. There are only two horses tied in the stables, which makes it a bit crowded. Yang Yuyao tied the red comet to the farthest position, which was relatively clean. Just as he had just filled the red comet with water and brought some fodder over, the man on horseback who entered the inn later than them also came over with his black horse.

"My little Taoist, this horse is really good." Seeing Yang Yuyao, the man took the initiative to say hello, "In Xiayan Shuangcheng, what do you call my little Taoist?"

"Gu Yuan, your horse is also very good." Yang Yuyao replied. He looked at the other party's black horse and then at his own red comet. Although he didn't know much about horses, but based on his appearance, Yang Yu Yao could still see that the dark horse was more in line with people's usual definition of a good horse than the red comet. The horse's black fur was shiny and smooth, without a trace of stray hair on its body, its limbs were slender and even, and every muscle was in just the right place. You could tell at a glance that it was a valuable horse. Red Comet, on the other hand, has a stout figure and is a typical horse used by farmers to do rough work. Of course, even though that one was so beautiful, Yang Yuyao still felt that the red comet was better. After all, his Red Comet has great strength, endurance, and agility, which fits his requirements perfectly.

"Are fellow Daoist Gu and his companions also here for the secret realm of Cangjing this time?" the man then asked. The man looked to be in his thirties, very tall, with three-dimensional facial features, and a natural nobility in his eyebrows. Has an unusual life experience. Although it seemed that he wanted to chat with Yang Yuyao, he just mentioned such a topic straight to the point, which made it difficult to judge his friendliness.

"No, I just happened to pass by this place during my self-driving trip." Yang Yuyao replied. The unexpected answer made Yan Shuangcheng slightly stunned, and he didn't know how to answer the question.

"Excuse me, what is a self-driving tour?" Yan Shuangcheng couldn't help but asked curiously.

"It's just driving a carriage around by yourself." After saying this word, Yang Yuyao realized that the world did not have the concept of self-driving travel. After all, if you compare it to ancient times, going out for fun is a luxury in itself, and only the rich and nobles have the conditions for it. And when these people travel, they must have their own carriages, and there is no concept of tour groups. Therefore, travel in this world can basically be regarded as self-driving travel?

"I see. It seems that I am ignorant." Yan Shuangcheng did not continue to ask. Yang Yuyao, who continued to explain, naturally stopped staying and left quickly. Even if the smell was blocked, the stable was not a good place to chat. Therefore, Yang Yuyao, who left in a hurry, did not know that Yan Shuangcheng watched him leave and whispered, "People from Xia."

Yang Yuyao, who had removed the spell to block the odor and cast a cleaning spell on himself before returning to the room, really saw the hot water his companion had prepared for him, and they left only after seeing him return. He also agreed that they would get together and chat after Yang Yuyao took a shower. Yang Yuyao immediately thought of his colleagues who said that when they were students, they often got together to chat or play games outside the dormitory. But since Yang Yuyao had never lived in a school dormitory, he didn't know what it was like. But he thought it should be about the same as later.

Thanks to the hot water brought by Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian, Yang Yuyao took a relatively relaxing hot bath in this inn. After he changed his clothes and dried his hair, Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian consciously carried the stools in their room and waited at the door. Yang Yuyao opened the door and let them in, but Ye Qianqian suddenly blushed and took a few steps back. Then she tried hard to look away but looked back unconsciously. Yang Yuyao looked at Ye Qianqian in confusion, who was still dressed as a servant, wondering what had happened to her. Yi Ziqi put down the stool and walked into Yang Yuyao's room, picking up the coat that Yang Yuyao had put on the bed. The robe turned back and was quickly draped on Yang Yuyao.

"A Yuan, that T-shirt of yours should be a kind of underwear. It's not appropriate to appear in front of the opposite sex just wearing it." Yi Ziqi explained. Yang Yuyao's brain seemed to have a sudden signal failure, so he couldn't do that. Come around the corner quickly. In his world, people all over the street wear T-shirts when going out in the summer. How come they have become a kind of underwear?

Then his nerve signals were finally reconnected successfully, and he finally remembered that the clothes of people in this world basically did not leak out of their arms. Even if there is a short-sleeved shirt, a long-sleeved one will be put on inside. Even the farmers who go to the fields just roll up the sleeves to their wrists. The only ones who would show their arms were probably beggars in tattered clothes.

Yang Yuyao suddenly felt that the people in this world were a little pitiful, not just because people here couldn't wear short sleeves in summer. How many years have humans been around in this world? From the formation of a complete cultivation system to the present, the individual lifespan of a cultivator far exceeds that of his original world. If he becomes a great power in the tribulation period, his lifespan can be as long as more than 20,000 years. The individual lifespan can be so long. , then it is very possible that this civilization exists in the hundreds of thousands or even millions.

However, the world still has backward productivity and slow transportation capacity, and many civilians still have trouble sleeping in the winter and having trouble sleeping in the summer. The study of spiritual practice seems to have benefited only individuals and a few groups. It is of little help to the wider civilian population. However, maybe he thinks so because he is being sentimental. After all, he comes from a different world. Maybe people here don't think there is anything bad about such a life.

"It's okay for us cultivators. For those mortals, it's too hard to carry buckets of hot water." While Yang Yuyao was adjusting his robe, he exited Yang Yuyao's room and waited outside. Ye Qianqian saw a short and thin man carrying two buckets of water across the yard and walking to the room on the first floor opposite. The man's legs seemed to be lame. The two buckets of water were shaking badly while walking. A lot of water sloshed out. "But in the past, the bath water in my house was transported to each yard by a servant, and then the maids carried it into the house. Later, the house was built with a plumbing system designed by Yang Yuyao, and it became more convenient. I want You can adjust how hot the water is. It’s so comfortable!”

"Yeah, I've experienced it too." Yi Ziqi's voice of approval came in, "But most sects don't have this kind of plumbing system. If you want to take a bath, you have to go to the bathtub."

"Bath?!" Ye Qianqian covered her mouth in disbelief, "Doesn't that mean we all take a bath together?"

"Yes. After all, the sect has so many disciples who are usually scattered in various mountain peaks. It is too expensive to build a bathing place. Generally, one or two or three bathing pools are built in places with relatively strong spiritual power within the sect." Yi Ziqi explained.

"Do these baths have running water or are they changed every day?" Yang Yuyao couldn't help but join the conversation curiously.

"A Yuan, you've done it," Yi Ziqi said with a smile, "Flowing water is rare, it depends on the original conditions of the sect. As for changing it every day, it is generally not easy to achieve."

"You have to take a bath with others..." Ye Qianqian felt pain. She felt that asking her to carry the bath water from the foot of the mountain to the mountain might not be as difficult as taking a bath with others. She didn't like the maids to serve her at home. bath. But in order to stay in Xuanzhen Sect in the future, she could only work hard to build herself up mentally.

"By the way, do you know Yan Shuang City?" After Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian moved the stools into his room and sat down, and closed the door, Yang Yuyao asked.

"Hmm, I think I've heard of this name, I'm not sure." Ye Qianqian held her cheeks in her hands and thought carefully, but she couldn't think of any usable information. She now almost knows that Yang Yuyao's talisman is very powerful, but lacks common sense in the world of cultivation. She doesn't think about it as much as Yi Ziqi does, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong.

"Yanshuangcheng? He is a very famous casual cultivator, but why did you suddenly ask him, Ayuan?" Yi Ziqi asked doubtfully. Although he helped Yang Yuyao get the book of casual cultivators, which is an encyclopedia of the world of cultivating immortals, it should not involve these relatively well-known figures who have not reached the top.

"I met the guest who entered the inn tonight when I went to the stables," Yang Yuyao replied. "He called himself Yan Shuangcheng, and asked me if I came here for the Cangjing Secret Realm. I feel His strength is extraordinary, so I just want to ask you if you know this person."

"So he is Yan Shuangcheng? Well," Yi Ziqi was a little surprised, "Although I don't know Yan Shuangcheng's appearance, if he mentioned a secret realm so actively, then the possibility of it being him is very high. The reason why this person is so famous is that he appears in various secret realms all year round. As long as there is no conflict when the secret realm is opened, he can blend in and get the best opportunities almost every time."

"As expected of Ziqi, he is a know-it-all in the world of immortality." Yang Yuyao felt that he was quite lucky. Although he no longer had the original memory of this body and the system was unreliable, meeting Yi Ziqi really helped him understand. Lots of news.

"That's ridiculous." Yi Ziqi smiled sheepishly.

"Brother Ziqi is really good at this! I don't know a lot of news in the Ye family." Ye Qianqian also praised with admiration.

"My little bit of gossip is really not worthy of the title of know-it-all." Yi Ziqi was even more embarrassed. He just habitually collected all kinds of information in order to complete the task smoothly. He never thought that one day he would be regarded as a know-it-all. Jack of all trades. "Like Yan Shuangcheng, I don't know his appearance. If A Yuan hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have recognized the monk as Yan Shuangcheng face to face."

"By the way, I've been curious about appearance for a long time. I see that you all like to mention Yang Yuyao from the Qingfeng Sect. Have you all met him?" Yang Yuyao finally put the question that had been stuck in his mind for a long time After asking, he really wanted to find out how much the current cultivating world knew about his face. If he was like Yan Shuangcheng who only knew his name but didn't know his appearance, he wouldn't have to keep pretending. After all, if you keep pretending, the day will inevitably come to light. When the disguise is exposed, you have to explain, but it will be even more troublesome.

"I haven't seen it before, but I have his portrait!" Ye Qianqian said first, and at the same time took out a scroll from her arms, unfolded it, and showed Yang Yuyao the portrait inside.

"Why do you carry his portrait with you?" Yang Yuyao looked at the face in the portrait that was eighty-nine times similar to his own, sweating profusely. Whether it was the face that was drawn into the portrait and spread or Ye Qianqian's behavior of carrying it with her. It all made Yang Yuyao feel horrified.

"Because he is very beautiful, even just looking at it is very pleasing to the eye." Ye Qianqian explained, while Yi Ziqi looked at the portrait carefully with interest.

"I have met him in person, but of course he doesn't know me." Yi Ziqi commented after reading the painting, "This portrait is only eight-tenths like him."

"Huh? Is that so? The one I bought is said to be the most similar," Ye Qianqian was a little disappointed, "What's so different about it?"

"Yang Yuyao himself is even more beautiful." Yi Ziqi said with certainty.

At this moment, Yang Yuyao only had one sentence left in his heart: "It's numb, destroy it!"