This is the world of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" in the 21st century. On the surface, the historical trajectory here is no different from ours. People also become bowheads and denounce feudal superstition on the Internet. However, the person who is exchanging insults with you is probably ""

existence in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Their slogan is: As long as you practice the Fa, you can become a spiritual master in sixty-nine years.

In this world, historical events have never been without the participation of strange forces and chaotic gods. But these are like undercurrents, only raging beneath the surface. Most people live ordinary, peaceful lives.

If you encounter trouble that you can't understand, don't worry, just come to Wuhou District of Rongcheng and find an antique two-yuan store.

The shop is located in an old building that has not had time to be demolished. The people who live there are a mixture of good and bad, and our hero Yi Ruchang is one of them.

Even the old people who have lived near the old residential areas know very little about Yi Ruchang.

Most people only know that the three members of the Yi family lived here before the millennium. Later, for unknown reasons, the Yi Ruchang family left for several years and disappeared.

The only person who returned here ten years ago was Yi Ruchang.

Lonely and different.

"Pa bang bang..."

A man whose hair was covered by his hair wrapped himself in a blanket and stood in front of the iron gate, beating him with a stick covered in mud for two or three minutes.

"Mom, there's a wild beast ahead!"

"Shut up. This is a community. Where can there be... ah, there are wild beasts!!"

Seeing Yi Ruchang half way across the street, the mother and daughter hugged themselves tightly while trembling.

The "Beast" raised his head and looked at them calmly, wrapped the blanket tightly around his body again, hugged the stick in his hand, and turned back to the store.

The mother breathed a sigh of relief and patted her daughter: "Don't be afraid, the beast is afraid of mother and ran away."

The daughter rubbed her eyes: "Uh-huh-huh."

How dare you say it!

The beast finally stuck out his head from the door in dissatisfaction, pointed at the little girl and shouted: "I punch a 'beast monster' in the face. You have been pointing at me and calling me a beast since you were in the first grade, and now you are in the third grade! And you,

How interesting is it to act with her every day?"

"Mom, the beast is chasing me!"

"Run!"

The happy figures of mother and daughter soon disappeared at the intersection.

After venting, Yi Ruchang sighed.

He inserted the stick back into the vat and carefully wrapped the pepper vine around it before sitting back at the door of his shop.

He doesn't do it to scare people, it's his "cultivation".

Cultivation is a thing of all kinds. Some people practice by walking around the world barefoot, some people sit under a waterfall and get a pool of blood on their heads, some just sit like this without eating or drinking, and some people just do good deeds all over the world.

A word of thanks from others means everything is there anyway...

Yi Ruchang said that his practice is to knock on the door. If you knock off the dirt on the door, your business will prosper.

Not to mention, it’s quite useful!

Except that his food was a little worse, like noodles with clear soup every day, he felt very peaceful.

Although it is very simple to use, there is just no computer or even a table, ahem, but doesn’t this save the trouble of cleaning up?

And you see the most important thing is: he purchases goods once every two or three years... No, the most important thing should be that there has never been any trouble in the store!

You can't deny this, it must be due to him knocking on the door every day!

However, no matter how ordinary the day is, there will be occasional disturbances. No, just one morning in March, a car came in front of his door.

After the car stopped, the secretary got out of the car and opened the door for the person in the back seat.

The man who got off the bus was at most forty, with a strong accent. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, a pair of cloth shoes on the soles of his feet, and oily beads hanging around his neck. It was obvious that he had been wearing it for a long time.

He looked up and down the building, hesitating: "Here..."

The secretary who got off the car later saw this and nodded immediately: "Wow, it's very good. It can be said to be full of fireworks. Only a building like this is worthy of a place where an expert lives!"

What has the expert in your mind experienced? Hou Luoshu shook his head.

Seeing this, the secretary explained matter-of-factly: "Of course, the master is just like you, living in an ordinary villa, and he is just a tacky master."

Can I understand that you are scolding me? Pursing his lips, Hou Luoshu endured these words.

“Antique Dollar Store.”

Just the name is ridiculous.

And this door sign is not a traditional billboard hanging high in the center, but a handmade product in a cardboard box, with "Antique Two Dollar Store" crookedly written on it.

Maybe it's been a long time, but the red plastic is tied in the center of the word "Liang", which is almost to the point of tearing through the cardboard.

The other end of the rope was tied to the old wooden table at the door. There was a head lying on the table, with the hair covering it. It was not clear whether the eyes were open or not.

Behind the table, the lying man turned over and accidentally rubbed his feet. The thread binding the sign was immediately caught, making the sign unsteady and swaying twice.

Finally, there was a "pop" and he fell down.

Hou Luoshu didn't seem to believe it, so he read the name again to make sure he had read it correctly. Covering his left tooth, he felt that the filling had been unsuccessful in the first two days, and it suddenly became very sore.

"Um... there's someone here, look inside and choose, two yuan, two yuan, always two yuan."

I felt someone approaching, and the head spoke. Accompanied by an open-mouthed yawn, I heard the voice of the head was slow, speaking every word very completely, without swallowing the sound, and full of rich meaning.

Deep sleepiness.

The secretary hurriedly applauded and said: "It's awesome. The master's 'Two Yuan Two Yuan' is a very novel version among all the standard slogans for two dollar stores."

Isn’t the point you admire so strange?

Hou Luoshu was about to turn around and explain that the master must be inside, when his head moved.

"Hey, who is calling me?"

There was a moment of silence between the two.

The head slowly turned around, and he was seen fiddling with his hair, revealing a slightly squinted eye.

After looking the man up and down, he showed a bit of white teeth in his beard.

Oh, that's good. Not only are we waiting for the sun, we're also waiting for business.

"Ah, you are..."

Forget it, regardless of what he said just now, Hou Luoshu straightened his collar and said seriously: "Hey! So this is an expert, disrespectful."

No, after all, he was an expert introduced by Lao Liu, and people should not be judged by their appearance. Look at the expert, he is also... Hou Luoshu looked up and down again, gritted his teeth and thought: Well, at least the expert speaks slowly, it must be because he has experienced hundreds of battles.

Feeling a strange smell, Hou Luoshu was too embarrassed to cover his nose directly, so he breathed carefully and looked around.

The secretary rubbed his nose and asked dissatisfiedly: "Master, are you very close to the garbage dump? There seems to be a strong smell."

"Ahem, hey..."

Mr. Hou coughed twice and pointed to the secretary with his eyes. How could he offend an expert without even entering?

But what the secretary said was good, it was too dark and I really couldn’t see clearly what was sold in the store. It seemed like a black hole that could swallow a football field, and there was a moldy smell...

Forget it, it's not the point.

Hou Luoshu said sternly: "Hello, Master, I am Hou Luoshu called by Old Liu. I wonder if he has contacted you? Do you think there is a place where we can talk conveniently?"

Lao Liu?

Yi Ruchang scratched his head. With such an unidentifiable name, isn't it really just used to make up numbers?

Although the origin of these two people was unknown, Yi Ruchang looked up and down at Hou Luoshu and his car, and nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!