Master, you think too much

According to Sang Can (the family has already decided to take the surname Sang Zi), Sang Zi guessed that their destination should be in Chengdu, at least it must be a prosperous town.

At least there is no Yihong Courtyard in a small village... right?

Sangzi can't use spiritual power, and Sang Shen can't use spiritual power. In the end, they can only use the most primitive means of transportation - two legs.

Sangzi saw it was a small one, and was ready to carry it away, but who knew that its two short legs jumped faster than her own!

It leads the way, and Sangzi follows behind.

The road is full of endless mountains, the ground is rough, and coupled with the unlit dawn, it is very difficult to walk. Only the road near the city is a little smoother.

But with Sang Can leading the way, they finally arrived at the capital that Sang Can mentioned before noon.

It's really indecent to let a baby walk around with a bird in front of people, Sangzi hugged it into her arms, and lowered her wide sleeves to cover it tightly.

There was a long line outside the gate, and Sangzi found that everyone had to hand over a few copper coins to the guards when they entered the city. The more they paid, the better the attitude of the guards. Get kicked.

Sangzi didn't have any copper coins, so he decided to hand over a low-grade spirit stone instead. He remembered that in the mortal world, scrapped jade stones without aura were worth a lot of money, so the low-grade spirit stones would not be too bad.

In any case, the entry fee must be paid in full, and the ass of the monks in the final stage of the transformation of the gods cannot be kicked casually!

While Sangzi was distracted by counting the number of people ahead, Sang Shen stretched out his hand to hold the Lingshi in his arms and did not let go.Sang Zi came back to her senses all of a sudden, and couldn't help being a little annoyed, and pinched its little butt in retaliation.

Sang Shen was pinched, moved his buttocks with tears in his eyes, lifted Sang Zi's sleeve, and stuffed a piece of ordinary jade that had no spiritual power into his hand in a fawning manner.

Just when Lun arrived in his hometown, the officers and soldiers in front of him asked him for a copper coin.

It would be pretentious to change another piece, so he had no choice but to put the jade backhand into the officer's hand, hoping that the officer was blind.

——If he gets his ass kicked today, he will kick Sang Shen's ass ten times every day from now on!

The military officer's eyes lit up, his eyes rounded to the ground, and his look at Sangzi became more and more complicated.

...This kind of jade is a good thing... But this person doesn't look like a rich man? ...It's a bit like the monks in the legend...but will the monks come to this place? ... Haha, don't be kidding... As for her looks... she is a desolate beauty...

Well, my lord, there is only one sitting in the city.

His eyeballs rolled quickly.

If I get him there, I will definitely get more than one piece of jade.

Just how do you have children? ... He glanced regretfully at Sangzi's short legs protruding from under his lapel sleeves.

But it also shows that what he likes is a woman, and there are still chicks in the back, isn't it...

"I don't know where the son's family is?" He asked.

"The whole world is home." Sangzi said nonsense.

Usually the family suffered misfortune, ran away from home, was kicked out, and was an orphan himself. People who like to pretend to be heroes like to say so.

Seeing that Sangzi was holding a baby in his arms but there was no woman by his side, he classified Sangzi as the first type of people.

It is best to have no background, but it is troublesome to have a background!

Having made up his mind, his tone became respectful.

"Young master... please come in."

When Sang Zi saw that he let him go, he didn't intend to kick his ass, so he quickly strode into the city gate with Sang Shen in his arms.

Behind him, two other guards sneaked out of their posts.

Sang Shen couldn't bear it, twisting and turning in his arms, Sang Zi had no choice but to support its buttocks with one hand, and peeled its head out of the sleeve with the other hand.

It poked its head out, looking at the bustling capital with sparkling eyes.

Bluestone slabs, sycamore leaves, magnolia flowers.

Vendors setting up stalls on the ground, shouting endlessly, naughty boys running around, galloping horses occasionally, bun shops, jewelry shops, candied haws, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and even splashes of muddy water are all cute in its eyes Terrible.

Bustling, so lively... a lot of people.

So it tugged at Sangzi's sideburns hanging down his ears, and asked in a childlike voice, "Friar, the capital is here, what kind of person are you looking for?"

"..."

Sangzi roared inwardly: how do I know? !The system doesn't make it clear!I knew that I was a leader just like myself!

Begging for the protagonist's appearance, height, weight, age, measurements, and name! ! !

But according to the information he has obtained, the protagonists always have something in common.

The first is age. The possibility of rebirth through time travel has been ruled out, so his age should be between twelve and twenty-five years old, and those between sixteen and sixteen should be the focus of attention.

The second is the background, the family is ruined, or the focus of the family is prominent.

The next is the protagonist himself, disfigured ones are not counted, anyway, those who are crooked, with small eyes, big nose, buck teeth and mouth, are not allowed!Pay attention to the handsome ones!

Finally, there is charm, which looks ordinary but is extremely eye-catching, and people can't help but feel good about it, don't let it go!

In addition, identity, personality, first impression when seeing him, whether he loves small animals, whether he often helps the grandmother cross the road... are all the criteria for reviewing the protagonist.

Such a screening is enough to clear the first layer.But the population of the mortal world is too large, and there are still many qualified people left.

Sangzi decided to stay and look for it slowly.

Sang Shen first took Sangzi to a jade appreciation shop to pawn a low-grade spirit stone in exchange for some common gold and silver.When the shop owner saw the spirit stone, his eyes were glued to it and he couldn't move. He immediately exchanged with Sangzi for gold and silver ten times more than expected, and also gave Sangshen some old clothes that his grandson wore when he was a child for free.

Sangzi took Sangshen to find an inn and rented a room for a few days.As soon as he entered the door, he threw a large ingot on the counter, and the shopkeeper naturally arranged a "presidential suite" for him.

Sangzi knows how to reward people, so the guys who are responsible for serving tea, water, food, and bath water also made a fortune, and they became more and more diligent.After a while, I knock on the door and ask if I want to deliver food, and then I knock on the door again and ask if I want some tea...

Sangzi was so harassed that he couldn't help it. He warned them to send a bucket of bath water every morning and evening, and come at other times... no rewards for coming!

Dude is strange, at least you have to deliver food, right?Sangzi said that the food in the inn was too bad, so he didn't want to eat it!Don't send it!

He spends most of his time wandering the streets with mulberry, looking for people.

After several days in a row, Sangzi still didn't find any sign of the main character.

On this day, a group of officers and soldiers suddenly poured into the inn, all of them carrying knives and swords, insisting that a prisoner escaped from the prison and hid in this inn!For everyone's safety, you should go home first...

Then the guests didn't even pay, and ran away in a swarm.

The shopkeeper's face was ugly like a bitter melon.

Seeing that the people around them had almost dispersed, they took their knives to the second floor and broke into Sangzi's "Presidential Suite", setting up Sangzi who hadn't reacted yet, and dragging them out.

Sang Shen huddled into his brocade clothes and held onto the cuffs tightly, not letting go.

At some point behind the inn, a small navy blue sedan chair stopped, and they could not help but push Sang Zi and the mulberry ginseng in his clothes roughly.

This... Sangzi touched the place where the car frame hurt, and was stunned. He was a cultivator at the transformation stage... he was kidnapped by a mortal?