It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 24 The charcoal seller in the cold weather

The golden crow rises high, and the morning light breaks.

Someone was clearing snow on a wide street in the inner city of Xiangfeng County. Snow piled up on both sides of the street was nearly as tall as a person.

The inner city is not noisier than the outer city, but seems a bit quiet.

The tall buildings are simple and majestic.

Most of the pedestrians walking among them were of impressive appearance, wearing brocade clothes, and there were even some martial arts masters.

Occasionally there will be vendors along the road, but they dare not loudly solicit business for fear of offending the nobles.

But perhaps because of the cold winter, there are more charcoal sellers on the road.

These people are residents of outer cities or even shantytowns. In order to save travel expenses, they often set out on the first day and walk all night to reach the inner city.

Although you have to pay an additional city tax when entering the inner city.

But the old men in the inner city are often very generous, so selling charcoal in the inner city is a good deal.

"Sir, this is the newly burned black charcoal this year. The firepower is just right. Can you take a look at it?"

"Sir, my lord, this is silver charcoal. There will be no smoke in the house after it is burned. Just open the golden mouth and I will carry it into the house for you immediately!"

Seeing people dressed as servants from big families passing by, these charcoal sellers leaned out one after another and eagerly sold their own charcoal.

Among them, there was a rickety old man wearing thin rags with sunken cheeks. He silently turned over the charcoal and did not take the initiative to solicit business.

But his eyes were always looking at a particularly majestic large house opposite.

The two words "Prince's Palace" shine brightly in the morning light.

After a while, several tenant servants walked out of the back door of the palace.

The old man's heart was moved, but his face showed no expression. Instead, he spread out the ordinary charcoal on the surface of the charcoal urn, revealing underneath it, pieces of charcoal shaped like plum blossoms, which actually exuded a light sandalwood scent!

"Gentlemen, do you want to see my red radish?!"

The tenant servant of the palace passed by a place selling charcoal and when he heard the words "red charcoal", he stopped in his tracks.

Pick up two pieces of charcoal and when you tap them, there will be a clanging sound of metal colliding. It does not dirty your hands, and you can even put them in your hands and play with them.

The tenants in the palace were suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Is it really red radish charcoal?! Dad, I want all these charcoal!"

He didn't even ask about the price, but urged the old man to quickly bring the charcoal urn and follow him.

Red radish charcoal is a good thing. It is different from ordinary charcoal. When firing this kind of charcoal, you need to add agarwood powder and benzoin powder, and the tanning process takes a long time!

After lighting it, there is no smoky smell of charcoal, but a light aroma.

It is the favorite thing of the young ladies in the palace in winter.

The old man pushed the wooden cart and followed several tenant servants to the back door of the palace.

At the back door, several martial artists were guarding and patrolling.

Even in the freezing cold winter, he is still wearing a short fighting outfit, with a sword at his waist, and is full of evil spirits.

"Let's stop here. Here, I'll give you the money! If you still have red radish charcoal in the future, you must send it to my palace. The price is not a problem!"

The old man bent his waist, his smile crammed into his wrinkles, and quickly took the money bag.

But his eyes passed through the martial arts master at the door and saw the palace.

"Old Yu Yuan, it seems you have really left the city."

"District Clerk, Hou Huanhua, you guys didn't expect that I, the Luzhang Guest, had gone round and round and returned to the inner city, right?!"

"Prince's Mansion? Even if you keep it tightly guarded, why don't you let me come in and out? But, where is that thing hidden?"

There was a touch of pride in the old man's heart.

The matter of darkness under the lamp seems simple, but it is not easy to break through the pass from the outer city to the inner city in the midst of numerous sieges and dragnets without revealing any flaws.

The old man's eyes lingered, as if he wanted to keep the layout of the back door of the palace firmly in his mind.

but,
  Suddenly.

His vision froze, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and a huge wave surged in his heart, as if he saw something unimaginable.

"Is it him? Yes, this aura, although its appearance has changed a lot, is indeed him!"

"Why...he's not dead yet! He has no intention of seizing my heart and casting my will, so how can he still be alive?!"    "Could it be that something evil is happening?! Is it a spirit in human skin?"

There was strong fear in the old man's eyes. He immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to look any further. He turned around and pushed the wooden cart away.

……

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Wang's residence, inside the back door.

Li Qinglin and Donkey Lian were temporarily assigned to shovel the snow on all the hanging flower doors in the courtyard.

At this time, Li Qinglin's face was pale and bloodless, his pupils were dilated, and his whole body was wet with cold sweat, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, Donkey Face immediately put down the shovel and other tools in his hands, and helped Li Qinglin sit aside.

Just now, that feeling...

Who is it, whose eyes are looking at me?
  The toad in Li Qinglin's body just chirped for no reason. This situation had only occurred when Li Qinglin left the house a month ago and was searched by the clerk.

Li Qinglin vaguely understood something. He immediately raised his head and looked out the back door.

The martial arts master stood guard, and several tenant servants carried charcoal jars with faces full of joy.

Further away, there is...

An old man pushing a wooden cart walked away with trembling steps.

Li Qinglin's eyes suddenly condensed.

……

School grounds.

Martial Master Fu seemed to have something on his mind today. He casually gave everyone a few words and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, he was stopped by Li Qinglin.

"You said you can play loudly?"

When Master Fu heard Li Qinglin's words, his brows sank and he was instinctively suspicious.
  "Did you mistake the snapping of your joints for loudness?"

No wonder Master Fu reacted like this, but in his eyes, although Li Qinglin was born with brute strength, it was extremely difficult for him to reach this level after more than a month.

‘Whoosh! ’

Like a thunder on the ground.

The entire T-shaped campus suddenly became quiet.

Some people had doubts on their faces, some were confused, and some, looking at Li Qinglin's figure, their pupils shrank suddenly, and even their expressions froze!
  Martial Master Fu's eyes shone brightly, he stepped in front of Li Qinglin and said with surprise,

"It's really loud!"

"you……"

Master Fu organized the words in his mind, and after a while he finally said: "Very good."

After more than a month, you can still make a big impact just by coming to the school field every now and then to stand up?
  Miao Miao and Pang Pangzhuang are not as good as Li Qinglin.

but,
  Pity.

Master Fu looked at Li Qinglin with eyes full of regret.

A bit older.

He is about to reach adulthood, which means that Li Qinglin's development will gradually slow down, and it will be difficult to usher in rapid growth in physical fitness!
  If Li Qinglin had been exposed to martial arts a few years earlier, and even laid a foundation at a young age, perhaps he could have caught up with the direct bloodline of those famous families...

Thinking of this, Master Fu said with a complicated look,

"You don't have to clean the school grounds anymore in the future. Well, the weapons stand is exposed to the weather. Those weapons should have been maintained and wiped long ago. From now on, you can wipe the weapons when you have time."

Fu Wushi's voice sounded in the school grounds.

Everyone was even more stunned, and many people raised questions in shock and disbelief.

Who doesn't love weapons?
  These tenants have long been envious of the various weapons placed on the weapon racks in the school grounds!

However, no one is allowed to touch the weapon rack without permission from the school martial arts master!

Now, for the first time, Master Fu has allowed others to come into contact with the weapon rack?
  When Li Qinglin heard this, his face became a little more joyful, and he clasped his fists towards Master Fu.
  "Thank you Master Fu!"

(End of this chapter)