Boundless Sky

Chapter 62: Late Night Bookstore

Here is a small door in the middle of the pedestrian street. There are signs of flowers, birds, insects and fish hanging on the door, but the door in the store is very good, no customers come to the door, and there are almost no merchandise except a few scrolls spread out on the counter. Sell.

Huhu!

After flicking his sleeves to disperse the dust on the counter, Cheng Hao looked at the scene of the shop in front of him with interest.

This is the earth. To be precise, it is not the earth of the main world where Cheng Hao is located, but another equation that Hao is not sure if it is the plane of the earth in movies or novels.

When he was about to leave from the world of Yangshen, Cheng Hao opened his right eye's supernatural power through time and space. In his eyes, in addition to the golden light gate that could return to the main world, there was a mysterious rune imprinted with gray. With the appearance of this grey door, a series of messages appeared in his mind.

"The two novice worlds are over, and the host is eligible to open the leisure world."

"World Name: Late Night Book House"

"World Type: Leisure and Supernatural"

"The flow of time: the main world is relatively static in March"

...

With an extra leisure world, and three more months of training time, Cheng Hao naturally won’t waste it. He didn’t hesitate to choose to enter this world of leisure and supernatural, although he is not sure whether this world is a novel world or another type of film and television. The animation world, but Cheng Hao thinks that with his thundering robbery ghosts and immortal strength, he should not encounter any danger in the spiritual world.

Looking down at his attire, Cheng Hao showed a look of helplessness on his face.

Leaving from the world of Yangshen, his body, soul, mana, etc. have not changed in any way, but the long hair that he had left for nearly three years has become somewhat pliable short hair, and the white robe he has always liked to wear has also changed. For the white casual down jacket, his whole body revealed a hint of youthfulness and tenderness.

"It's understandable that foreign objects can't be carried through the plane of time and space, but why even the clothing and hairstyle have changed?"

Cheng Hao has never been able to figure out the principle of the supernatural power of his right eye, but it seems that as long as he travels to a new world, his image will undergo a small-scale adjustment, seemingly to adapt to the laws of the new world. order.

Unable to figure out the principle, Cheng Hao didn’t bother to worry about it anymore. He simply cleaned up the shop and arranged some messy paintings and calligraphy on the shelves, then sat lazily at the counter, flipping through the counter. Books.

This is a grocery store. The name of the store is called Flower, Bird, Chongyu, selling flowers, selling fish, and selling some calligraphy and painting along the way. It looks elegant and elegant, but Cheng Hao just glanced at it, and it was easy to judge. come out.

This shop, rushed!

This is not because Cheng Hao can pinch, but because the glass door of the shop that had been closed all the time was suddenly opened. From outside the door, a middle-aged woman walked in with pleats on her greasy face. As soon as he walked in, he slapped the counter with a menacing palm.

"Cheng Hao, I know your business is not good, but you have already delayed your rent for three months. If you don't pay the rent again this month, you can move out quickly!"

Facing the middle-aged aunt in front of him who looked a bit similar to the Kung Fu charter wife, Cheng Hao was not angry.

After all, since he has taken up the identity of the shop owner, it is only natural for people to come to collect rent. With his dignified demeanor, he won't get angry because of such mundane things.

Looking through his pockets, and then searching through the drawers inside the counter, Cheng Hao found helplessly that not only was this shop rushing to the street, even the owner of the shop might also rush to the street. In the entire shop, he didn't even find a steel pin!

"That... I have no money!"

This is really an embarrassing thing. The last world still regarded money as dung, and his family had fertile land and ten thousand acres of rich food and clothing. But now in this leisure world, they are poorly clinking, let alone paying rent, I am afraid that they are No money for dinner.

Seeing that the fat on the face of the middle-aged woman began to tremble violently with anger, Cheng Hao couldn't help but sighed, took out a landscape painting on the shelf and handed it to the other party.

"Well, this painting is the treasure of my town shop, even if it is the rent from the previous few months!"

"The treasure of the town shop?"

A smirk appeared on the fat woman's face, "Cheng Hao, you can fool outsiders with this thing. Now even my landlord is starting to fool?"

"Why, don't believe it?"

Cheng Hao smiled and opened the picture scroll. Suddenly, the room was directly flooded with golden light. In the eyes of the fat woman, a golden armor **** would appear from the landscape painting, holding a divine sword, his face full of anger.

"what!"

This sudden shock directly caused the fat woman to sit on the ground, shivering all over, as if she had lost her soul.

"Is that a letter?"

Cheng Hao rolled up the landscape painting in his hand and handed it to the fat woman again, "This is not an ordinary landscape painting, but a town house artifact uploaded by my ancestors. Hanging it in the bedroom can prevent evil from invading. Is it enough to withstand the previous rent?"

Looking at the picture scroll handed over, the fat woman sat on the ground in a daze, and then as if she had found a big leak, she snatched the picture over. After that, regardless of Cheng Hao's reaction, she ran out of the store in a rush.

"Cheng Hao, I will go to the master to appraise it. If this is a real magic weapon, then this shop will belong to you. You can toss it as you like!"

Looking at the charter woman who disappeared after holding the landscape painting, Cheng Hao couldn't help but laugh. This obscure fat woman had good eyesight. He originally thought that the other party would be suspicious of entanglement.

That landscape painting is very ordinary. There is nothing questionable about it, but even the ordinary items depend on whose hands it is. When the ordinary picture scroll is imprinted by Cheng Hao, the ghost of the thunder robbery. , Then it is no longer an ordinary painting, but has become a town house magic weapon that can seek good fortune and avoid evil.

These magical instruments, let alone in this spiritual world, even in the main world, will definitely be treasures that Feng Shui masters cannot find.

After sending the charter wife away, Cheng Hao looked at the time on the wall of the shop, and it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon. This time is the most important dinner time in the earth.

"Although it doesn't matter if I don't eat for a few days based on my level of qi and blood, after all, I'm going to do what the locals do. On this plane of cultivation, I should behave normally.

Putting the key on the counter in his pocket, Cheng Hao went out and locked the door of the shop. After that, he took a leisurely look at the almost abandoned pedestrian street in front of him and walked towards a small noodle restaurant across the street.

However, he seems to have forgotten that he has no money!

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