"Master Lu, stay calm and don't be impatient," Monk Budu recited 'Amitabha Buddha' a few times. Whatever false appearances you see are all to interfere with your true heart, shake your spiritual platform, and finally launch a real attack when you are tired and exhausted.

"Then what should we do?" Lu Jing was a little anxious, "I can't be trapped here forever, right?"

They still have to save Qiu Bo Deng.

...Although, it might be Qiu Bodeng who came to save them first.

"The formation must have eyes, even the illusion formation." Zuo Yuesheng said, "You can go out if you break the eyes of the formation."

"It's easy to say," said the monk Budu, "it's a pity that this magic formation is unusual. Zhoucheng Zhu uses water patterns and firelight to form an formation. Water and light are both things that flow indefinitely. ."

"No matter how hard it is to find, there is a rule..."

Zuo Yuesheng's head is as big as a bucket.

"You...you don't think there is anything wrong with this street?" Ye Cang, who had not spoken much, suddenly said.

"This street is not right from beginning to end!" Zuo Yuesheng replied to him.

"No," Ye Cang looked at both sides of the street, his tone a little uncertain, "Didn't you find the things sold at this night market very strange?"

"what?"

The others looked at him blankly.

Ye Cang took a few steps towards a bead flower stall. After so many cycles, they have also figured out a little pattern, and there will be a safe gap between each restart and the attack by the people of Licheng.

"No crunch stalls."

"Ah?" The rest of the people were even more at a loss. "Chop stall? What is that?"

"..."

Ye Cang once again realized that these people, including Lou Jiang, who is usually the most reliable, are pampered guys who don't worry about food and drink. Don't look at them, they also like to jokingly run around, in fact, they don't know the most common and ordinary people. what life is like.

"Chowder is all about eating."

Ye Cang laboriously described to them.

"In the morning market, fruit snacks and sencha are usually sold, but in the night market, there are many more, such as water rice, boiled meat, dried preserved meat, steamed buns, chicken skin, minced chicken, spicy melon, plum ginger, fine powder vegetarian sticks. ...usually they are put in boxes one by one, these are called miscellaneous chews, they are very cheap, you can buy a large portion for fifteen cents." Ye Cang tried to recall, "No matter what festival it is, as long as it is Meetings, there will be these things. But I didn't go out yesterday, I don't know if it's just the magic circle..."

Zuo Yuesheng recalled: "We really didn't see these when we visited the night market yesterday. The only place to sell food was in the tavern... Young Master Qiu still disliked the food he sold was extremely unpalatable, I remember him roasting chicken. The duck didn't touch a single bite, and I only ate two from a large plate of fruit."

"How much did you spend on wine and food?" Lou Jiang realized something and asked.

"It wasn't the money I paid. I was counting the cages at the time. I didn't... didn't hear it."

Zuo Yuesheng coughed twice.

Lou Jiang understood.

Nine times out of ten, he is the master of the Zuo Shao pavilion. He is stingy and afraid of paying, so when he enters the tavern, he hides in his seat first, so that Qiu Bodeng and Lu Jing, two guys who don't take money as money, buy it.

"Fifty-one taels of silver."

Lu Jing replied that the reason why he remembered it so clearly was because all his guards died in Jucheng, and this was the first time that Young Master Lu had paid for something...

Originally, he was also a guy who would always be around when he went out.

"Fifty-one taels... silver?" Ye Cang twitched his cheeks, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Fuck!" Zuo Yuesheng jumped up suddenly, turned his head and walked towards the tavern, "What the hell is this black shop? Walk around, I'll go and smash it!"

"What, what's wrong?" Lu Jing was confused.

"Master Lu," Ye Cang explained feebly, "a pound of shochu costs sixteen cents, even the most expensive one is only one or two taels, a pound of chicken is about fourteen and fifteen cents, and if you order a plate, it costs about sixteen cents. Qiwen...you've been slaughtered for fifty-one taels of silver, it's almost as if you were taken advantage of, and you've been humiliated."

"Not necessarily." Lou Jiang whispered, "As soon as you said it, I still remembered something."

"What's up?"

"When we entered the city, we passed through several major commercial streets, and I didn't see even a single food shop... But at that time, the sight of scallops swimming around was too prosperous, and the eyes were full of crimson and red silk. It was Licheng who used the cloth as the mainstay and didn't care. Now that I think about it, it's really strange." Lou Jiang paused, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

In fact, the reason why didn't care too much was not only because thought Po Castle was famous for Scarlet Aya.

In addition, his cultivation base has already passed his soul, and he has long been fasted. Although he usually does not have the air of immortal cultivators, he often forgets that mortals are different from immortal cultivators.

Humans have to eat three meals a day.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the most important things for mortals.

He calmed down and asked Lu Jing again: "Then you were in the tavern yesterday, did you see anyone arguing with the shopkeeper because the store's price was too high?"

Lu Jing shook his head and called Qu: "If there were, I wouldn't be so stupid, okay?"

"That's it." Lou Jiang looked around, a chill slowly crept across his back, "The price of food is ridiculously high, but the people in the store have no objection. There is only one situation—"

"This city, there is not much to eat!"