The houses on both sides of the bank, the boats moored on the river, and even the texture of the water reflected on it all made Jiang Xiu feel familiar. The intersection here seemed to be the most important part of his lost memory.
He called out softly: "Zhaorong!"
But Shangguan Zhaorong, who was standing next to him, did not respond. When Jiang Xiu turned around to look, he found that Zhaorong was looking at the scene in front of him, lost in thought, "What's wrong? You don't like it here?"
Shangguan Zhaorong came back to his senses without a trace, smiled and shook his head gently: "How could it be possible? It's fine if the young master likes it."
This is the land of fireworks after all.
Jiang Xiu responded, feeling a little strange in his heart. He and Shangguan Zhaorong were so consistent with this portrait of heaven and earth, as if even Zhaorong belonged here, and asked: "Have you brought any money?"
Fireworks land costs the most.
Shangguan Zhaorong shook his head and said: "Not much. If you need a lot, we can sell some resources. When we got off the flying boat, Elder Supreme Que gave us a lot of pills."
Of course, they also have a lot of resources themselves. Jiang Xiu's practice is now suspended, and all the resources have been saved. The resources of a true disciple of the Tianxing Sect for a month are enough to exchange for Tianwen's number of money.
In the eyes of immortal cultivators, money is simply useless, just like gold in the desert. If you don't have water, mountains of gold and silver are just dung.
"Well, let's go get some."
Jiang Xiu turned around and left, while Shangguan Zhaorong looked back at the river bank with nostalgia, a strange look in his eyes, with a bit of sadness and emotion.
There are many places in Xianwu Continent where you can exchange resources for money. At that time, it was the opposite. You used money to buy some low-level cultivation resources, and of course they would also collect the resources.
"Guest, please come inside!" The waiter said in a respectful tone when he saw Jiang Xiu and the others coming in.
"I wonder what the two guests need?"
Shangguan Zhaorong said: "We need to exchange some money and use pills..."
Upon hearing this, the man rushed to Jiang Xiu and bowed deeply to the official Zhaorong.
"It turns out to be an immortal!"
"I wonder what level the two Immortals want to sell?"
Shangguan Zhaorong took out the lowest-level pill he had on him: "The sixth-level Huanglong Pill..."
The man took a breath of air: "One?"
The powerful people who receive the fifth-level Huanglong Pill are at the level of heavenly immortals, and they are at the level of upper-level immortals. Jiang Xiu was at this level before he was injured. Of course, the sect issues it according to this standard.
"No, one bottle!"
It is said that Huanglong Dan uses Huanglongcao as the main medicinal ingredient, and Huanglongcao needs the nourishment of ambergris to grow. Ambergris is the saliva of Huanglong. Therefore, Huanglongcao can only be found in places where Huanglong lives, and it is very rare.
"One, one, one... bottle?" The waiter's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but wonder for a long time. Are you kidding? One bottle is already so precious, but it's actually a bottle.
"Change money?"
Shangguan Zhaorong said: "Yeah!"
The waiter has been confused. Pills of this level are all expensive but not marketable. Many dignitaries have money but cannot buy even one. It is even more precious to cultivators. The customer in front of him actually sells it. Sell a bottle.
Absolutely generous.
"Two immortals will be here later. The younger one can't make the decision, so he has to ask the boss."
This temple is called the Eight Immortals Pavilion. It sells high-end elixirs, talismans, flying swords, etc. It is the largest one here. I believe the boss has such financial resources.
Not long after, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came and said in a hurry, "I have met two immortals. The younger one is the owner of this small shop. I heard that the two immortals want to sell a whole bottle of Huanglong Pill."
Shangguan Zhaorong threw the entire bottle of Huanglong Pill over and said, "Twelve pills in a bottle, please check."
The other party took it to the long desk, spread a clean cloth on it, poured out all the pills inside, and checked them, confirming that all twelve pills were Huanglong Pills.
"Two immortals, do you want spiritual stones, gold beads, silver, or..."
These things are not easy to carry. Gold beads require several large boxes to carry, silver is even worse, and even the most valuable spiritual stones cost a lot.
Jiang Xiu said: "Just exchange the banknotes."
"A small amount of spirit stones!"
The man was overjoyed when he heard this. The banknote was customized by the country. The other party must have spent it here when he exchanged it. He was not only the owner of this store, but also the royal family of this country.
As night falls, the number of pedestrians on the road not only does not decrease, but also increases, especially on both sides of the river bank, where there is a feast of lights, the sound of various ditties and the noise of drinking.
"Master, do you want to be the Oiran?"
Jiang Xiu secretly shook his head. He had praised Oiran once. At that time, he was not the leader of Tianxing Sect. Jiang Luoxia was not that famous yet, but he felt that he had praised him twice. The other time should be a lost memory. For the part, he doesn't want to be the Oiran, he just wants to find his lost memory. This is a hole that he can't let go.
Looking at the river bank, a picture emerged in Jiang Xiu's mind. A woman was standing on the river bank holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. The rain was not heavy, and it was very clear and comfortable.
The woman was tall and slender, dressed in white like snow. In the wind and rain, under the lights on the roadside, there was a hazy sense of beauty. She looked like the most beautiful fairy in the world, which deeply attracted Jiang Xiu.
Jiang Xiu believed that any man would be attracted to her when he saw her back. She was so perfect. Her long hair fluttered slightly in the wind, her waist was slim, her buttocks were high, her legs were straight and slender, and her figure was indescribable. Merry.
But she never looked back. Jiang Xiu couldn't figure out who she was
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang..."
Jiang Xiu seemed to hear him calling him.
"Master, Master..."
Jiang Xiu suddenly woke up from his memories and looked at Zhao Rong in surprise, with a bit of shock and confusion on his face: "Zhao Rong, are you calling me?"
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Xiu hurriedly turned back to look at the river bank. There was no one there, and there was no rain. She must be someone I have met before, otherwise the memory would not be so profound.
"Did you just call me Brother Jiang?"
Shangguan Zhaorong's clear black and white eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and he shook his head and said, "No."
"Yeah?"
Jiang Xiu said: "Can you call Brother Jiang to come and listen."
Shangguan Zhaorong's eyelashes flickered, and he gave him a charming look and said, "Don't you like Zhaorong to call you young master, so as to satisfy your evil taste of the old society?"
This is what Jiang Xiu said in some specific places. He is still very cold on weekdays, just like some girls who speak Mandarin on weekdays but speak some island Mandarin on certain special occasions.
Zhaorong's face was flushed, and she was so charming. Her cheeks were perfect without a single flaw, and her skin was flawless. She was easily shy, and the girl's shyness was even more touching.
"It's also fun to call me Brother Jiang."
Shangguan Zhaorong bit his red lips, feeling so embarrassed that he was being teased so much that his delicate body felt a little hot: "Jiang, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Xiu shook his head and said, "No, the cry should be more sad, helpless, and dejected."
Shangguan Zhaorong really wanted to kick her young master, but she couldn't bear it. She could only endure the shame and excitement in her heart and called out: "Brother Jiang..."
"Scream again..."
"Brother Jiang!"
When Jiang Xiu heard Zhao Rong's cry, the doubt in his eyes gradually became more intense. It was so similar. Sometimes Jiang Xiu really couldn't tell the difference between girls' voices. They all seemed to sound very nice and sweet, as clear and sweet as jade beads falling by the side.
When Xie Ting came up from the water and turned into a goddess, she called herself Brother Jiang at first sight. Shangguan Zhaorong also called her Brother Jiang when she came out of the water. The figure in her back also called herself Brother Jiang.
Have they been in contact before
Xie Ting must be related to Guan Zhaorong, but what about the woman in her back
"Zhaorong, have you been here before?"
Shangguan Zhaorong felt that Jiang Xiu's eyes were very sharp, as if they could penetrate right into her heart. She smiled and said, "No, it's Zhaorong's first time here. What's more, this is a land of fireworks. To Zhaorong would not come to a place like this unless he was accompanying the young master."
A flower boat swayed out of the river bank. As soon as the boat appeared, the crowds on both sides of the bank suddenly fell into a trance. Many people started shouting. It felt like a star on earth appeared. Those fans shouted so and so, I love you. , I want to give you a monkey, and these people now are almost the same.
What they threw on board, though, was money.
"It's about to begin."