While Shen Luo was talking to Wu Man'er, they came to a fork in the road. He caught a glimpse of a small, inconspicuous shop in the fork.
"Look, aren't we here yet?" Shen Luo pursed his lips and walked towards the small shop.
Wu Maner followed immediately.
The shop's front is not big and looks much more low-key than ordinary shops. If you don't look carefully, you would think it is a private residence. However, on one side of the door frame, the word "Tianji" is engraved vertically in ancient seal script.
When they walked into the store, they found that the space inside was much larger than it looked from the outside.
At this moment, at the counter in front, a waiter in a black robe was explaining something to two customers.
Shen Luo noticed that on the cuffs of the waiter's robe, there were only the two words "Tianji" embroidered in white thread, with no other patterns on it, which showed that his identity was just the lowest commoner in Tianji City.
As the two men walked forward, they heard the unofficial waiter say, "Sir, it's not that I'm trying to sell you the road guide lamps, but it's really necessary to have them when you enter Yunmeng Lake."
"What do you mean?" asked a tall, bald man among the two customers in a rough voice.
"The weather in Yunmeng Lake is very different from that outside. Once you enter, even if you are a high-level cultivator in the Mahayana period, you may encounter illusory fog and lose your way. This guiding lamp is the only thing that can tell you the correct direction." The waiter from Tianji City explained.
The bald man listened carefully, but a skinny man next to him was absent-minded. He was lying on the counter, fiddling with a pot of welcoming pine on the counter with his fingers.
Shen Luo turned sideways and looked, only to find that there was a palm-sized green man sitting on the Welcoming Pine.
Its entire body is emerald green, and it looks 90% similar to a human female. Its face is extremely delicate and beautiful, except that it has a pair of nimble pointed ears on its cheeks, and two pairs of translucent wings as thin as cicada wings drooping behind it.
"It's Ye Lingjingmei..." Wu Man'er frowned and said in a low voice.
The unwashed waiter heard the conversation between the two men, greeted them with a smile, and then continued to explain to the bald man.
Shen Luo noticed that around Ye Lingmei's slender ankle was a silver chain not much thicker than a hair, and the other end was connected to the welcoming pine tree.
One can clearly sense a faint fluctuation of magical power emanating from the chains.
The skinny guy kept teasing the spirit, but the spirit ignored him and sat listlessly on the tree trunk, holding its head with both hands, not willing to lift it up.
"Hey, half dead, what a fucking kill." The skinny guy couldn't be fun and suddenly became a little angry.
He raised his hand and was about to pluck the leaf spirit with his fingers.
"Sir, don't do this. If you break something, you will have to pay double compensation." Seeing this, the unskilled waiter hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
"How much is this little thing worth? If you kill it, I'll compensate you with three of them, okay?" The skinny man paused for a moment, and the strength of his taut fingers increased a little.
Just as he was about to leap towards the spirit, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist.
“Who the hell dares to control the old... Ouch..." Before the skinny guy could finish his swear words, his voice suddenly rose and turned into a scream.