The situation in front of him made He Miaomiao a little surprised.

She recognized at a glance that this was Linshan Town, which she had not remembered for a long time, not the one rebuilt by the whole spirit, but the real mundane town located in Qinglang Dongtian.

Beyond the foot of the stone bridge was a clearing, and on the edge of the clearing grew a tall and stout tree, from which she and Quan Ling were taken away, and embarked on a path from which there was no turning back.

She was afraid that she would return to the lower level and lose the storage bag like last time, so she hurriedly used her spiritual power to take a look, and found that there was no change in her cultivation, and the storage ring was also worn on her hand, and there was nothing missing in it.

"It's getting more and more real......"

Everything around her was no different from what she remembered, and even some details she didn't think of, the secret realm could be completely constructed. The dead leaves on the trees, the cracks on the stone bridges, and the pebbles in the clear stream awaken the memories of the mundane.

He Miaomiao sighed for a while at the extraordinary nature of the secret realm, and quickly put away her thoughts and walked across the stone bridge into the town, through a secluded alley, to the small square where the market was held.

It was full of people, familiar and unfamiliar faces passed in front of her, even through her flesh, and no one could see her presence at all.

"It seems that this time I am not here to experience the mundane life. He Miaomiao experienced a very real "Immortal Conference" last time, and thought that this time she would also feel a while in the mundane, but she never thought that the secret realm just wanted her to be a bystander.

The familiar faces selling or lounging in the bazaar were not much different from when she left, and she guessed that the time here must have been around the time when she and the whole spirit were taken away.

Thinking of this, He Miaomiao hurriedly walked through the crowd and walked back to the street of the small broken courtyard, she wanted to see if the old man was still alive.

The door of the small broken courtyard was wide open, and there was no familiar smell of wine inside, except for a few dusty wine bottles lying crookedly in the corner.

The courtyard was clean, and there was no dust in the only room, apparently someone had taken care of it. She was so young that she inevitably missed many corners when cleaning, and it didn't look like she could tidy up at all.

"It looks like it was taken away. He Miaomiao walked around, looked around the hut and backyard, and there was a breath of life everywhere, which was better than when she left.

The old man didn't like to do the trivial things of tidying up the house, but he didn't expect them to start cleaning after they left. He Miaomiao suddenly realized that the old man was still alive at "this moment"! She could see him again!

He Miaomiao quickly recalled that when she and Quan Ling returned from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the old man had been dead for many years, and Aunt Li, who lived next door, had told them that the old man was in the town to take care of accounts and take care of business after they left.

"It seems that now is that time!" He Miaomiao was surprised and delighted, turned around and ran towards the street where the shop was opened.

The old man's death was a deep regret in her heart. She has been begging in the town or near the town since she was a child, living with her words and feelings, distrusting people from the bottom of her heart, and not respecting and liking the old man wholeheartedly like Quan Ling.

She always thought that the old man's beating and scolding and lessons were all because he had malicious intentions, and later experienced real malice, and she realized that the old man was just an ordinary person who could be kind and lose his temper.

They have been dependent on each other for five years, and they have been relying on each other and pulling each other to live, until she and Quan Ling left, and she realized that the old man had long regarded them as relatives.

In order not to disgrace them when they became "immortals", the old man also threw away his favorite wine, stopped begging everywhere, and began to cheer up and work for others to make money.

He Miaomiao thought about the past, and her heart was hot. When she came to the street with the most shops, she saw at a glance an old man sitting behind the counter, holding an abacus to settle accounts.

He was not as ragged as he remembered, with flesh on both his eyes and cheeks, and his eyes were no longer cloudy, but had a kind of shrewdness peculiar to a businessman. He used to look too old to stand unsteadily, but now he looks full of energy.

He Miaomiao couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, and she was very happy for him in her heart. But she knew the end, so there was a sadness of powerlessness in this joy.

She walked forward slowly, stood at the door of the store and watched him usher in the delivery, watched the cautious look he showed when settling the accounts, and watched him brag with the old customer who had been on credit for a long time, and the sly smile he showed after receiving the silver copper plate in his hand.

"It's still so cunning!" He Miaomiao couldn't help laughing, and with a smile, she remembered that she had also been naïve and stupid.

She was so greedy for that piece of melon seed candy that she was almost coaxed away by the flower child, but fortunately she was young at that time, and she was begging with the old man, and she was snatched back by him before she left.

These things that were lost in the corner of her memory are simply vivid in her mind today.

She remembered that the old man beat her viciously, telling her not to be so stupid, not to trust strangers easily, and if she met someone who coaxed her to seduce her, she just smiled and pretended to be stupid to deceive them, and when they were defenseless, she would try to run to a crowded place.

He Miaomiao thought of the pictures of being scolded and beaten, and she only felt funny and wanted to sigh.

She once thought that she was born smarter than others, so that she could protect the whole spirit to survive in the immortal cultivation world. In fact, her preliminary understanding and judgment of this world are based on the education of the old man.

The old man is not a saint, he knows how to be a person in the ordinary market, and the teachings he teaches her are both right and wrong.

But he knew how to protect himself from harm, and he taught her that. And it was precisely this that allowed her to escape from He Yanxin's hands alive and crawl in the world of cultivating immortals.

She watched the old man politely ask the owner for credit, exaggerated her credit for asking for credit, smiled and took the broken silver reward, and gently held it in her hand.

"I said you, your grandchildren and grandchildren are all immortals, what are you doing all day long?" A middle-aged man with a mustache walked through He Miaomiao, stepped into the store from outside the door, and joked with the old man.

"You know!"

The old man glanced at him, put the silver into his sleeve, shook his head and knocked on the table, and said: "It's not that you haven't seen my grandson, and you can't understand what you are trembling about, in case you are sent back by the immortals, I must not save some family business for him?" And my granddaughter, alas, I have a headache when I mention her!"

The old man complained both inside and out, but his expression was very proud. "She is a fairy, and I don't know if she will marry or not, if she wants to start a family in the mundane world one day, where can I find someone who dares to marry her?

He Miaomiao laughed while listening, her cheeks were a little sour, and when she was laughing at the old man for not understanding what a fairy was, her expression suddenly became solemn, and her heart began to sink.

She sensed that there was a familiar aura dozens of miles away from the town, and it was Tu Shanqiong, who had been connected with each other several times.