On the morning of autumn rain, Changyang County was so wet that it seemed to have just been fished out of the water. Even the door panels on both sides of the streets emitted a wet smell of water... This Changyang County is a must-pass place for going to the Centennium Forest. There are often some casual cultivators going to the Centennium Forest in groups to find spiritual grasses, hunt spirit beasts for elixirs and other cultivation resources. Therefore, there are four streets and dozens of alleys in Changyang County, including grocery stores selling various spiritual objects, as well as famous merchants such as Qianpinfang and Baibao Pavilion.

"Little Yizi! You little devil, you are too lazy to sleep like a pig. When will you sleep? Why don't you get up and clean it up quickly!" A sharp shout broke the tranquility of the morning.

A blue and white cotton cloth shop sign was carried on the window frame of a shop near Qiwan Lane. The four big words on it read "Du Family Grocery". In a woodshed in the backyard of the grocery store, a thin boy in green shirt rubbed his sleepy eyes and leaned out to look out at the sky. Seeing that the heavy rain had stopped, he hurriedly removed the door panel and opened the door, taking a deep breath: "Say, I'm lazy, you Du Dafat is lazy, your whole family is lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're lazy, you're so early to clean every day, you're up so late..."

No matter how he said that, the boy surnamed Yi walked to the well in the yard, turned the wheel hard and dug a bucket of well water, took the water out of the gate, washed the rainwater and sludge accumulated at the gate, and then returned to the woodshed to take out a large broom a little higher than himself, and cleaned the debris between the stone slabs at the door bit by bit. While sweeping, he was muttering: "I asked my husband to do these hard chores every day, and I had a poor meal, and I also deducted wages. When I succeed in practicing Taoism one day, I will fly a sword to tear down your ragged shop!"

Thinking of the rise, Yi Xuan started juggling with a big broom in his hand, imagining that he was the sword immortal cultivator who flew into the sky and the earth in the tea shop next door.

"You monster eat my sword, and the white snake spits out a letter!"

"Don't go, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds, the blue dragon will swing its tail!"

The boy surnamed Yi thought about the old story of the sword immortals in the storytelling, and was cheerful. At this moment, a green object fell from the sky with a "swoosh" sound, and hit the bluestone slab at the door with a "clang" and stirred countless Mars. After several bombs fell, it hit the forehead of the boy surnamed Yi heavily, and an egg-sized blue mass immediately swollen.

"Oh, who is the monster who dares to attack you, Mr. Yi Xuan? Oh, it hurts so much. It's so swollen, so it's too ruthless!" The boy surnamed Yi kept crying pain, looking around and looking around to find the villain who attacked him. There was no one on both ends of the street, and there was only a green little Zhongan lying quietly on the ground.

While rubbing the swollen bag, the boy surnamed Yi walked over to pick up the little clock. He saw that the little clock was green all over, with mottled rust inside and outside. There were several ancient patterns on the surface, like words or runes, but they were rusted so rust that they could not be identified. He gently tapped the edge of the little clock with his fingers, making waves of metal sounds.

"Whose rags are this? I littered the garbage early in the morning and injured my master. I know if I can come out and pay the money quickly..." The boy surnamed Yi stood on the street and cursed.

Two young men dressed like the boy surnamed Yi came out of the Du family's grocery store, one tall and the other short.

The tall young man cursed dissatisfiedly: "Yi Xiaohou, you made a big fuss early in the morning and were you still allowed to sleep well? Hey, why did you have such a big lump on your head? Hahaha, I'm so laughing!"

The short young man also agreed: "Yi Xiaohou, the swollen bag on your head looks like a single horn? What are you holding?" The short young man's sharp eyes suddenly saw the little clock in Yi Xuan's hand. He walked forward and snatched it and took a look. "Where did you pick such a junk guy? Oh, I understand, did you steal something? You were so bad at it? You guys have too little eyesight. No one picked up this junk guy on the street. You are still stealing it. It's so embarrassing..." After saying that, he threw Xiao Zhong on the ground casually.

The boy surnamed Yi was so angry that his face turned red and he made a loud defense: "I don't call him Yi Xiaohou. I have a name. I am Yi Xuan. Yi is Yi who is Yi, and Xuan is the arrogant Xuan! You two are tall and the other are short, the tall ones are like brooms, and the short ones are like winter melons..."

The tall young man heard Yi Xuan's words unbearable and replied sarcastically: "What Yi Xuan is, it's so easy, you're so majestic, don't put gilds on your face! I don't know where the beggar came from. If it weren't for the poor boss's inviting you three years ago, you would have fed the wild dogs outside the city." Yi Xuan became even more angry when he heard this, and was anxious. He actually rushed towards the tall young man, punching the other person's stomach. The tall young man flexibly avoided the hand and feet, "I dare to hit me, Diao Quan, and beat him with me!" Hear the short young man and attacked him together.

Although Yi Xuan fought hard, he was weak alone and soon lost to the disadvantage...

Just as the two of them pressed Yi Xuan's fists and feet, a middle-aged fat man walked out of the Yi family's grocery store. The fat man was wearing a long gown with a snow-white plaid vest on the outside, and a round belly bulging under the vest.

Seeing the three people fighting together, the middle-aged fat man cursed in a sharp voice: "Yi Xuan, Ma Ji, Diao Quan, are you three crazy? You are making trouble at the door of my store early in the morning, scaring all the customers away. Will I still do business later?"

The tall Ma Ji and the short Diao Quan heard the voice of the shopkeeper Du Dahai, and were so scared that they got up from the ground and stood aside. Yi Xuan, who was lying on the ground, had black eyes, blood on the corners of his mouth, and footprints were all on his blue shirt.

Du Dahai continued to curse, "Xiao Yizi! Why are you lying on the ground? Blocking the gate and getting out of trouble quickly!"

Yi Xuan struggled to get up, wiped the bloodstains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and stared at Ma Ji and Diao Quan fiercely.

Seeing this, Du Dahai slapped Yi Xuan on the head, "What are you looking at? Why do you want to fight?"

Yi Xuan said angrily: "The two of them are wrongly accusing good people. I was just cleaning here. I don't know which bastard threw a little clock and hit me on the head. They just said I'm going to steal something from someone else!"

Du Dahai rolled his eyes and asked, "What little clock, where did the little clock come from?"

When the three of them were fighting, someone kicked Xiao Zhong far away. Yi Xuan ran to pick it up and handed it to Du Dahai, "This is the evidence!"
Chapter completed!