The middle-aged man came out of the crowd, as if there was an invisible aura of rejection, and the crowd around him who was watching the excitement unconsciously made a way for him to pass calmly.

"Rich senior!"

"Rich friends, it's rare!"

"Rich brother, if you have something good, you have to greet a brother, don't hide it, my old Zhang can still afford to produce spirit stones. ”

...... Everyone present seemed to recognize this rich monk, but in just a dozen steps, seven or eight people saluted and greeted him, laughing so hard that his fat face and fat trembled, as if he would fall down at any moment.

After a while, seeing that it was not a way, the monk surnamed Fu hugged his fists and waved his fist, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, Fu Mou said that he has a distinguished guest to welcome today, and he will accompany him less, if you have time, you may wish to come to my store to sit down, so that Fu can entertain one or two." ”

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to the monks around him and walked quickly to Zhang Fan's place.

You must know that this rich monk is the representative of the Faxiangzong here, one of the most powerful people in the city, such a big man actually came out to pick up people in person?

Suddenly, the crowd was surging, and all eyes were focused on the two people who were saluting each other, and at this time, the bearded man who caused the dispute saw that no one was paying attention to him, and hurriedly drilled into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

The monk surnamed Fu naturally didn't take this kind of little person to heart, and he didn't notice the gaze that focused on him, so he walked straight in front of Zhang Fan, hugged his fists with a smile on his face, and said: "This person is Senior Brother Zhang! In Xia Fuchang, he is the main business of the sect here, and he has never been far away, and he is lazy and lazy!"

When he appeared, Zhang Fan looked at it with great interest, and he had already heard of this person.

Fu Chang and his people, because they are good at communicating, participated in the operation of some businesses of the sect very early, and after building the foundation, they became the general person in charge of the business of the sect in Binhaifang City, and the leader among the disciples of the outer sect.

Such a person may not have a high status in the sect, but the scale of the business he handles is large, and the relationship and context are complex, but it is not trivial, and the typical position is not high and powerful.

"The younger brother has seen the rich senior brother, and the senior brother will take care of it more in the future. ”

Such a character is indeed worth befriending, seeing that the other party said politely, Zhang Fan also made a polite gesture.

While he was looking at the other party, Fu Chang was also observing the late stage of this sect.

He had also heard of Zhang Fan's reputation before, but at that time, after all, he was only a disciple of the Qi refining period, and it was not too noteworthy. Now it is different, since yesterday he received a summons from the sect, knowing that he has successfully built a foundation and will be stationed in the coastal city, Fu Chang has left a mind in his heart.

When I see it today, the other party is still modest and polite, but not as sharp as those who are proud of the sky, with no one in their eyes, and a stinky problem.

As soon as they saw each other, Fuchang's eyes couldn't help but become more cordial.

Speaking of which, the two do not have any stakes, one is good at fighting and the other is good at business, there is no competition and comparison at all, and they will get along for a long time in the future.

Both of them had seen the world, and even under the gaze of hundreds of people around them, they still chatted as if no one was around.

Halfway through the conversation, Fu Chang suddenly paused, looked up, as if observing the sky, and then pulled Zhang Fan, and kept saying at his feet: "Senior Brother Zhang, let's come in and talk again." ”

"What's going on?" Zhang Fan followed him into the shop in confusion, and his eyes seemed to see everyone looking up at the sky like Fuchang, and then scattered.

Although it was a bit of a bang, they didn't act with much urgency, and even some of the vendors were still chatting with the customers next to them when they closed their stalls, as if they were used to all this.

I entered the store and went straight up to the second floor.

When he arrived at this place, Zhang Fan also put aside Fuchang's strange behavior for the time being, and concentrated on admiring the decorations here.

They are all big shops, but the décor here is very different from the magnificence and luxury of Duobao Pavilion.

Relief wood ornaments, the carving method is concise and clear, the artistic conception is far-reaching, just look at it, a rough and desolate breath will rush to the face; bronze tripod, heavy and heavy, dignified and noble, the majesty of Haoran is fully displayed; black stone round table, without the slightest trace of axe chisel, harmonious, just like nature.

...... All of them, not magnificent, but revealing a simple and solemn taste, at a glance, you can make people feel the solemn meaning, awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.

Seeing him paying attention to the decoration in the pavilion, Fu Chang smiled, handed over a cup of spiritual tea, and said, "It's a little simpler, don't dislike it!"

Zhang Fan took the tea and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Senior brother bullied me to see little? Such decoration must have a purpose, and please give me advice!"

"I don't dare to teach. Fu Chang looked around and said, "Overseas casual cultivators, unruly, brave and ruthless people, if you don't show them to be ancient and authoritarian, and deter them, business will not be so easy to do." ”

Zhang Fan suddenly nodded and agreed with his statement.

Before coming here, he had somewhat learned about the situation in the overseas immortal cultivation world.

The overseas environment is very different from the mainland, with few spirit stone minerals, lack of ordinary refining materials, but many rare spirit extracts, and a large number of monsters. Under such an environment, the big sects could not be formed, and most of them were divided into boundaries by scattered cultivation, and the competition was fierce and cruel, which was better than that of Kyushu on the mainland.

The main trading objects of the coastal square city are these overseas casual cultivators, no wonder Fuchang has to rack his brains, and even put a lot of thought into the decoration, if not, the three days of two ends of the trouble, although not afraid, but also affect the business is not.

After Fuchang's introduction, he walked to the window, propped up the window and looked out, then turned around and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, come and take a look, this is a scene of our coastal city!"

When Zhang Fan heard this, he stepped forward and looked out of the propped up window at a long black line, which appeared in the sky without warning, and moved forward extremely quickly, like a steep wave on the sea and a surging tide.

The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan could see their true colors clearly.

"Birds?"

Zhang Fan was stunned, although it was far away, he could roughly feel that most of these blackbirds were lowest-level demon beasts, and any Qi refining stage disciple could clean up a large group, so why dodge?

"Just look at it. Tomey smiled mysteriously, avoiding his doubts.

In just two sentences, the flock of birds has already flown into the sky above Fang City, and the ground is black and pressing, like the thickest thunderstorm clouds in summer.

Subsequently, the behavior of these blackbirds made Zhang Fan completely speechless.

Sprinkled and covered the sky, like a dark cloud pressing down, a large piece of bird droppings fell into the air, hitting the ground to make a "popping" wet and sticky sound.

With Zhang Fan's eyesight, he could see through the bird droppings rain, and on several pavilions not far away, a light mask flashed, isolating them.

If you have the time to use the shield, you don't come out to drive them away? It seems that these birds are not ordinary.

The blackbird's body is not big, and it takes about ten breaths, thinking that everything in the body has been exhausted, so he shook his tail and flew away.

Zhang Fan just breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask something, but saw Fuchang pointing to the sky and said: "It's not over yet, this is the first batch, there must be about ten batches of these enemy birds to be rounded, there is one day every month like this, not a single one will come down to us to and pee." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Fan's somewhat strange face and quipped: "Senior Brother Zhang, you have caught up, it seems that you have a lot of fate with these hateful birds!"

You have a fate with these dung birds! Zhang Fan glanced at him, and silently turned his head to continue to look at this rare landscape.

The dung fell like rain, and in an instant, while watching, Fuchang explained the origin of these birds.

This bird is called a hatered bird by the monks in the vicinity, because of its love of revenge.

It suddenly appeared about 800 years ago, not to mention the monks in the vicinity, even if I searched all the ancient books, I couldn't find their roots.

It is said that they first appeared in the coastal city eight hundred years ago to hunt down a monk, and they didn't want that guy to be slippery and run into the market to blend in with the crowd and disappear all of a sudden.

This is too bad, the monks near Fang City have finally learned the power of this bird.

Their revenge can no longer be described as strong, and they are staring at the Fang City, the place where the enemy disappeared, and after eight hundred years of wind and rain, they will inevitably come here every other month for the next dung rain, which is quite a meaning until the sea withers and rots.

These hateful birds may have done this at first to vent their anger, but now after 800 years, they may have become a habit, even if the hatred is forgotten, the location of this "toilet" will not be forgotten.

The monks of Coastal Fang City, in the face of this sky of guano can behave so freely, that is a hundred years of accustomed to, at the beginning, how could the proud immortal cultivators let these inappropriate little demon beasts and pee on their heads, they must have been driven away.

But the result is not very good, the flock of enemy birds is so large and usually gathers together, not to mention the foundation building monk, even the almost Jiedan Grandmaster may not dare to provoke.

Later, somehow annoyed a passing old monster, chased and killed, along the way the corpse of the enemy bird spread all over the sea, and when it looked like it was about to be killed, an accident appeared.

I don't know how to do it, this kind of inconspicuous enemy bird actually has a good relationship with many powerful monsters in the sea, at the critical moment, the old monster of the Yuan Infant was attacked by several demon beasts in the transformation period, and the flesh was broken and only the Yuan Infant barely ran back.

"It's like this......" Listening to Fuchang's narration, Zhang Fan groaned.

Among the demon beasts, the idea of respecting the strong is much more ingrained than that of humans, and the demon beasts in the transformation period are equivalent to the primordial old monsters among the human monks, how can they have a good relationship with the lowest-level little demon birds like the hater, and it is not one or two?

There is a secret hidden in this! After a little emotion, Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, the world of cultivating immortals is so big, hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, where there is no secret, everywhere is wonderful, can you explore it?

"Senior Brother Zhang, this bird droppings are not ordinary!"

Seeing him look intently at those hatered birds, Fu Chang smiled and pointed to the still sprinkled dung rain and said.

(To be continued)