Qinghe Sword Sect

Baihefang City

Muqiao Street

The sky was overcast and it was drizzling.

On a muddy street, a group of low-level Qigong practitioners wearing old Taoist robes were craning their heads to watch the excitement.

"Xu Mu, why haven't you moved out yet? Do I have to do it?"

Behind him were several subordinates. Manager Liu, with sinister eyes, stared at a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair in the yard and said coldly.

"Manager Liu, could you please give me a little more grace? My wife is about to give birth!" Xu Mu said with a smile.

"It's none of our business when your wife gives birth, she's not our child!"

Behind Guanshi Liu, a short fat man said jokingly with triangular eyes.

Several other people burst into laughter.

Xu Mu's blood instantly rushed to his face.

He clenched his fists slightly and almost rushed forward to fight the opponent desperately.

"Please also ask the steward to help me. When I have the spiritual stone, I will make up for all the difference!"

After a moment of anger, Xu Mu took a deep breath and calmed down. He relaxed his fists slightly and his tone became calm.

He himself could have died.

But he died?

What should I do if my wife is about to give birth?

At his age, having a family and a family, even death is a luxury.

"Help? How to help? Everyone is like you, do I still want to be in charge? If you don't have the spirit stone, get out of here right away! If you still let me see you after an hour, don't blame me for being rude!"

Manager Liu snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

Xu Mu gritted his teeth, but he didn't even dare to say a harsh word.

As for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi?

Just save it!

He is over sixty years old this year. In another thirty years, the grass on his grave will probably be three feet high.

Xu Mu returned to the house dejectedly and began to pack his things.

His wife Ye Yingying walked out of the bedroom with a big belly.

Her fair and pretty face was full of guilt.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been infected with wind evil some time ago and spent all my savings, our family wouldn't be unable to pay the rent!"

Xu Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with you. Now the rent is rising three times a day. Even if we can survive this time, we will be kicked out sooner or later next time!"

Recently, the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Soul Refining Demon Sect started a war. In order to collect war resources, the families responsible for managing Fangshi have been constantly squeezing the people below.

I remember that when he first moved to Muqiao Lane, his monthly rent was only two yuan of low-grade spirit stones, but now, it has risen to ten yuan, a full five times increase.

It is likely to rise again this month.

Although he is an alchemist, his income is not high. He only earns more than ten low-grade spiritual stones a month.

After deducting living expenses and his own cultivation consumption, the remaining spiritual stones cannot afford the high rent.

During this period of time, I have been barely able to survive almost entirely on my previous savings.

As for Ye Yingying's last illness, it could only be regarded as adding insult to injury, and her departure date was advanced by several months.

After comforting his wife, Xu Mu continued to pack his things, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"I didn't expect that I, a dignified time-traveler, would get to the point where I can barely afford to support my wife. I am probably the most useless of all time-travelers!"

That’s right!

Xu Mu is not from this world.

His soul is that of a twentieth-century college student.

Just because I made an appointment with the goddess to go to the hotel and was too excited while doing things, I accidentally traveled to this world of immortal cultivators haunted by gods and ghosts, and possessed the body of a middle-aged old cultivator.

Originally, he wanted to struggle a bit, but I couldn't help but decide what happened.

But he was soon pushed to the ground by reality and rubbed hard. He was over sixty years old and still accomplished nothing.

In the end, I simply gave up my thoughts on immortality and met Ye Yingying, my helpless wife who had just passed away after her father passed away through the introduction of a matchmaker.

The two of them got married and planned to live an honest life, have children, and raise future generations. If they could live a long life, that would be a blessing.

I just didn't expect that the house would leak and it would rain continuously. Not long after they got married, they would be caught up in the war between the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Soul Refining Demon Sect, so that they could no longer survive.

Speaking of which, Ye Yingying has not had a good day since she followed him. Thinking of Xu Mu, she felt ashamed.

The two packed up their things, and Xu Mu helped Ye Yingying out of the yard.

"Master Xu, remember to come back often when you have time!"

"I don't have anything to give you. I'll just give you some newly bought fruits so your wife can eat more!"

"Take care, maybe we will go over to keep you company in a while!"

Some familiar neighbors came out to see them off.

Xu Mu responded politely!

"Alas! I don't know when this fight will end!"

Looking at Xu Mu's retreating figure in the drizzle, everyone couldn't help but feel a bit sad.

Muqiao Lane itself is already on the outskirts of Baishifang City. If you can't afford to live here, you can only go to the shantytowns on the outskirts.

There is sewage flowing across the place, the stench is everywhere, and it is said that evil spirits are at work, and people often die inexplicably.

Xu Mu is not good at fighting, and he is bringing his wife who is about to give birth. I am afraid it will be difficult to see him again.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh!

…

Baishifang City

shanty town

On the dilapidated streets, the air that had just fallen after a light rain was filled with the fragrance of earth and the faint smell of urine.

Xu Mu held an oil-paper umbrella, supported Ye Yingying, and followed a man in green with a deer-headed head and rat-like eyes into the alley.

"Then, this is it! One spiritual stone for one month, if you want, just sign it!"

The man pinched his nose and pointed to a dilapidated house nearby.

He is a renter in a shanty town and is responsible for renting houses.

Xu Mu asked Ye Yingying to wait outside the door and walked in.

There are four rooms in the house, a bedroom, a kitchen, a living room, and a utility room.

The walls of the house are all made of mud and thatch, and the roof is made of poplar wood and mud tiles, which are damaged in many places. There are thick spider webs in the corners, and the only wooden bed is covered with dust.

The air was filled with the smell of rot and mildew, it must have been unoccupied for a long time.

But after Xu Mu saw it, he could only grit his teeth and nod.

He has looked at several nearby ones, and they are basically the same. At least this one is in a pretty good location.

After signing the contract and handing over the spirit stone, this became the couple's new residence.

"Seeing how happy you are to hand over the spirit stone, I would like to remind you one last thing, try not to go out at night. I don't want to help you two collect the corpses next time I come here!"

After saying that, Yaren turned around and walked away quickly along the corner, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

Yaren's words made Xu Mu feel inexplicably anxious, but he had no other choice but to live here.

After simply cleaning up, Xu Mu asked Ye Yingying to stay in the house while he brought some small gifts and visited the nearby neighbors one by one.

As he expected, the people living nearby were all poor monks like him, but there were also some vicious people who looked powerful.

For example, one of the twin brothers was as pale as paper, their eyes were cold, and they had a strong smell of blood on their bodies.

When Xu Mu knocked on the door to visit, the two of them only opened the door a crack, looked at him coldly, and then closed the door.

And this glance made Xu Mu's scalp numb and his whole body felt cold.

"These two people are probably monks who make a living by fighting. If you can't provoke them in the future, it's better not to provoke them as much as possible." Xu Mu secretly reminded himself.

However, there were also some people who were easy to talk to, such as a young couple who lived next door to him, and an old alchemist who lived at the entrance of the alley.

After returning home after the visit, Xu Mu and Ye Yingying talked about the situation in the alley and asked her to lie down and rest.
To be continued...