80s Taoism

"Which ones are you talking about? Those are a bit special, and they generally don't accept people from outside." Wu Yuan hesitated a little, unable to explain clearly.

"Have you been there?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

Wu Yuan shook his head, "I haven't been there. I heard from others that they seem to sell feudal and superstitious things. What are they called Magical Artifacts? If it was in the early years, it would have to be locked up. Now it's good, even dare to open a shop."

"Let's go and have a look." Zhang Jiaohua was rather interested.

Wu Yuan was a bit afraid to go there, he had been there before, but when he went in, he was stared at by the people inside, and he felt hairy all over his body, and ran out quickly, having nightmares for several days in a row. For these few shops, he already has a psychological shadow.

"Forget it. There's nothing to see." Wu Yuan waved his hands again and again, refusing to go with Zhang Jiaohua.

"Then you wait here for me. I'll go over and have a look." Zhang Jiaohua gave Wu Yuan a contemptuous look.

Wu Yuan turned a blind eye to Zhang Jiaohua's eyes, but he liked to see Zhang Jiaohua repeat the same mistakes he made that day in those shops.

Zhang Jiaohua ignored Wu Yuan. Well frogs can't speak to the sea because they are stuck in emptiness; summer insects can't speak to ice because they are obsessed with time.

Wu Yuan looked at Zhang Jiaohua's back gloatingly, and kept muttering in his heart, "Go, go, you'll be unlucky later, so you can't blame me for not telling you. Will the little brat freak out in fright? Hehe, I'm looking forward to it."

The door of that shop was actually ajar, and visitors were kept away. Zhang Jiaohua always felt a familiar feeling in these shops. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door, and there was a creaking sound, which was particularly noisy in the empty house. There are two people in the store, one is standing inside the counter and the other is outside the counter. Obviously one is the boss and the other is the customer. The boss is about fifty years old, with gray hair, wearing an ordinary white shirt and grass green trousers. The customer was also in his forties, in the prime of his life, but he was wearing a Taoist robe, which is really rare in modern cities.

The boss and the customers turned their heads to look at Zhang Jiaohua at the same time, one at a time, not a single person, their eyes were full of light, deep and gloomy. If it was an ordinary person, if they just met their eyes, they would have to scramble and scare away. No wonder Wu Yuan dared not come in. This is really not a place for ordinary people.

Naturally, Zhang Jiaohua was not an ordinary person, he followed the owner and looked at each other, and walked in through the crack of the door as if nothing had happened, and then let the door close automatically.

"Young man, have you gone to the wrong place?" The boss smiled at Zhang Jiaohua. Although it was a bit strange for Zhang Jiaohua to act nonchalantly, but looking at Zhang Jiaohua's age, he still couldn't believe that this young man would be a fellow.

"What do you sell in your store? Can't you come in and have a look?" Zhang Jiaohua asked strangely.

"You can watch it, I'm just worried that you will regret it after watching it." The boss said.

"It's okay, let's take a look first. This store of yours is really strange, it doesn't even have a signboard." Zhang Jiaohua looked around while talking.

There are many things on the counter, which also look antique, but I always feel that these things are very rough, and compared with the antique shops I have seen before, they are less elegant. But for Zhang Jiaohua, he can feel the real charm of this shop.

There is nothing simple here, and he actually felt a faint trace of mana from some items in the shop. Here is actually a magic weapon sacrificed by a cultivator. It seems that this capital city is really a place where fish and dragons are mixed up, and they actually met someone with magic power here. You must know that Zhang Jiaohua was born near Meishan, the holy place of Meishan Navy, but time has changed, even if it is the holy place of Meishan Navy, it is difficult for Zhang Jiaohua to meet a few sailors with real inheritance.

"Hehe, this little brother has not gone to the wrong place. Boss Shi, you have misread it." The Taoist smiled at Zhang Jiaohua, as a greeting.

"Really? Oh, I'm so old and blind. I didn't realize that the little brother is a fellow." Boss Shi chuckled, and immediately changed the name from the previous "young man" to "little brother".

"The poor Daoist Zhang Yichen, whose Daoist name is Lei Fa Tianshi, this Boss Shi is also a fellow Daoist, his name is Shi Yan, what is the name of the little brother?" the Taoist priest asked.

Zhang Jiaohua nodded to Zhang Yichen, "My name is Zhang Jiaohua, and my Taoist name is Zhang Chengdao."

Seeing that the Taoist priest had a Taoist name, Zhang Jiaohua felt that it would be embarrassing if he didn't have one, so he directly took Chengdao's name as his Taoist name. Strange to say, several of the Taoists Zhang Jiaohua met had the surname Zhang.

"It's true that there are talents from generation to generation, and the new generation is better than the old ones. We seem to be really old. If we meet a young man casually, his Taoism is so powerful." Zhang Yichen sighed.

Shi Yan also nodded, he naturally found out that Zhang Jiaohua was only above him in terms of cultivation, "Oh, it seems that I have the foresight. I gave up the road of cultivation early, and ran this small shop. I asked my fellow Taoists to give me face and let me have enough food and clothing."

"You mean, I have to find a way out sooner?" Zhang Yichen laughed.

Shi Yan smiled wryly, "Daozhang Zhang, are you mocking me? Little brother, let's leave this old man alone, what do you want?"

Zhang Jiaohua happened to need some monastic items, for example, yellow paper for drawing talismans, cinnabar and other items, as well as some pretentious magic tools. There are many items in Shi Yan's store, but there are only a handful of items that can be called magic weapons.

However, Zhang Jiaohua didn't like these so-called magic tools. He had inheritance magic tools in his hand, so how could he pay attention to such children's magic tools. He chose a few randomly for show, but he didn't choose any of the magic tools with a trace of mana.

"Brother Zhang, you need to practice your eyesight. Brother, there are still some good things in this shop." Shi Yan laughed.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, "These things are about the same. Now there are not so many monsters waiting for me to kill."

Zhang Yichen smiled and said, "Boss Shi, don't sell melons to Mrs. Huang. People didn't like your so-called good things. I think Brother Zhang looked at those things as soon as he entered the door. Do you really think he didn't see it? It's just that your things are too low-level."

"Ah?" Shi Yan looked at Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Jiaohua smiled, neither admitted nor denied. Obviously, Zhang Yichen was right.

Wu Yuan walked up and down the door of the medical supplies shop, looking anxiously at the shop that Zhang Jiaohua entered. Originally, he was counting on Zhang Jiaohua to be taught a lesson. He couldn't understand Zhang Jiaohua's condescending and supercilious attitude. But now that Zhang Jiaohua had been in for so long and hadn't come out, he started to worry again.

"This kid went in and didn't come out for a long time. Didn't he belch? He deserves it! If you don't listen to the fat man, you will suffer in front of your eyes. He has no relatives and no reason with me, and even has a grudge. Why should I care about him? Forget it, I also took the opportunity to get rid of this little plague god."

Although Wu Yuan muttered non-stop, he kept walking around the door of the shop, walked a few steps on the way out, scratched his head again, and walked back. I don't know how many times I walked back and forth like this.