Chapter 1016 (1/2)

When entering the golden gate, Qin Huan made countless assumptions, but he never thought that the so-called inheritance place was a city. Yes, it is a common, full of life, like some plain areas, common towns everywhere.

It's not too much to say that it's a small city, because in front of it, the city is only four or five miles around. The low wall is made of soil mixed with wheat straw. Maybe when it was built, some sticky substances similar to glutinous rice juice were added.

But even so, after many years of wind, sun and rain, it has been ”scarred” for a long time. Most of the walls only retain the first half or even lower height. Occasionally, when a section of the city is seriously damaged, or the construction is done in a shoddy way, only a bare wall is left.

Standing at the low gate of the city, which also looks like a Tulou, you can clearly see that the smoke of cooking in the city is accompanied by the smell of food.

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there was a roar in his stomach. Qin Huan raised his hand and touched it. There was something strange on his face. He had been smelling the smell for many years. He felt hungry again. It has to be said that this is really a very incredible thing.

But soon, he stopped touching his stomach, with a strange look on his face, reached into his arms and met a hard object.

A big gold coin.

It's the size of the outer circle and the inner side, the knuckle of the thumb, but there is no rust on the surface, instead, it presents a bright golden color.

When Qin Huan got the gold coin, the strange color on his face suddenly became more thick. He thought that he would put the money away and step into the city.

Step across the city gate, suddenly there was a lot of noise. There were all kinds of stalls on both sides of the long street. The merchants who opened their doors to do business, perhaps in order to compete for business, arranged their own assistants to stand at the door and shout loudly, trying to attract the attention of the guests.

”Come on, come on! Let's have a look at the new batch of silk in our shop. The quality is absolutely first-class. The men wear elegant clothes and the women wear beautiful clothes. It's absolutely not to be missed! ”

”What's next is boasting. On the quality of silk, it's still our century old brand. It's absolutely the best quality for the old and the young!”

”They are all talking nonsense. Our Kunlun silk village, which is a famous family with more than ten generations of inheritance, has its own special weaving secret method. Silk can keep its color for a hundred years, which is absolutely your best choice.”

Obviously, these are three silk shops, which are denigrating each other's rivals.

Qin Huan felt that the script was wrong when he drew it from the corner of his mouth?

Is this the place of inheritance?

With his mind in check, he moved on. The streets were full of people. The small town showed an unexpected commercial prosperity.

Soon, Qin Huan found some useful information.

For example, some of them are out of line with the city. At a glance, they are obviously outsiders.

In front of a bun stand stood a purple robed man. His face was cloudy and sunny. After a long time, he bit his teeth and took out a large sum of money from his arms. ”Give me a bun!”

Qin Yu looked as like as two peas. The money he had taken out was exactly the same as his hand, but the color was different.

It's not gold, it's a kind of bronze with dark rust.

”Well, my guest, take a large sum of money and a steamed bun.” On the opposite side, the white towel and smiling stall owner picked up the straw paper neatly, took out a steaming steamed bun from the steamer, wrapped it and sent it to this man.

Even after a distance, Qin Huan still heard the roar from this man's stomach. He seemed to be very hungry. He took the steamed stuffed bun and didn't care about the heat. He ate three times and ate two times. Then he closed his eyes.

At this moment, Qin Huan suddenly noticed that at least seven or eight eyes converged from all directions and fell on the man's face.

After a few rest, the friar who ate the bun opened his eyes, showed a trace of chagrin on his face, and turned to leave quickly. And the eyes that came together also went back one after another. Two of them were slightly detained on Qin Huan, but there was no follow-up.

After an hour, Qin Huan walked the whole town almost once, probably collecting the information he wanted.

For example, the monks who enter the inheritance place will get some big money when they come here. But the color is different, the worst is copper money, and then there is a small amount of silver money. As for the money hidden in Qin Yuhuai, he has not seen the second one.

This city is the place where the ten thousand soul road is passed down, and the big money in the hands of the monks is the medium for passing down. Or to be more specific, through the big money transaction, any item purchased contains a kind of inheritance.

Because, the inheritance place of wanhun road is not just wanhun road. On the contrary, it contains tens of thousands of inheritance.

Some of them are very strong, but this is only a few, most of them are relatively ordinary, and even some are not in the stream at all.

As for what can be traded, it depends on the monk's own luck and vision. In a word, the good and bad are in his own choice.

Of course, the emergence of inheritance is not immutable, but presents a random pattern with no rules at all.For example, the former friar who bought steamed stuffed buns, after eating steamed buns, he got a inheritance. It seems that his expression is not good, but the next friar will buy steamed buns again, it is possible to eat them, which is a very powerful inheritance.

In addition, there are two very important points. In this city, there are two kinds of things that must be purchased.

One is accommodation, the other is eating.

The specific reasons will be introduced later, because Qin Huan, now standing outside a restaurant, felt that his chest and abdomen were burning, and he could not get the five viscera temple for sacrifice, and he was on strike.

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