Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

"there."

Seeing new customers who did not come to seek accommodation and food, the enthusiasm of the shop assistant quickly decreased, but he was well-trained and his performance was not obvious.

The little guy just raised his hand lightly, pointing out the direction to Fang Chang and Sang Ziping concisely.

Nodding and thanking, they walked in that direction, asked one more person, and found Xi Tong's room. Someone came in and made a noise, and immediately there was movement in the house. The Xi Guotou who met in the market before, adjusted his clothes a little, and went out to greet him:

"The two heroes are here? Please come in."

Then he said to the boy in the caravan who had just entered the door to report: "Go to the front counter to get some hot water, and then go to the opened bag to get some tea."

"okay."

The young man was very clever, and he immediately retreated from the house in response to the sound.

"Two heroes, please sit down." Xi Tong slightly signaled, and then took the lead to sit on the main seat, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to come here so soon. He really is a trustworthy person. The No. 6 room next to it is for The two reserved it, just go there in a while."

Apart from Xi Tong, there were several other members of the caravan in the room. They looked up and down at Fang Chang and Sang Ziping who walked in, but said nothing.

Regarding Xi Tong's words, Fang Chang opened his mouth and replied:

"Thank you Xi Guotou for your hospitality. Our camels and luggage are temporarily tied outside and let the store take care of them. After a while, we will bring the luggage up and go to Room A6 to rest. We will set off with the caravan later in the day."

"good."

Xi Tong nodded and introduced to the people around him: "These are the two heroes I met by chance at the market. They are also planning to go to the Western Regions. I thought they were on the way, so I took the initiative to invite them to go with me. This will be much safer. After all, the Escort is short of manpower..."

Fang Chang and Sang Ziping each reported their names, and several people in the room also narrated the same.

Then everyone raised their hands slightly, which was a simple acquaintance.

Seeing that everyone was on good terms, Xi Tong gave a brief introduction to Fang Chang and Sang Ziping about the caravan, including the route, destination, number of people in the team, composition of people, types of goods, and possible road trips. Risks encountered and some common rules repeated.

After that, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping said goodbye and left to pick up all kinds of luggage on the camel's back.

After Xi Tong handed over the room key, he said with a smile: "The two heroes will go back to the room and settle down. After you are done, come here again. Let's communicate more."

"It's very good." Fang Chang said.

Watching Fang Chang and Sang Ziping leave, Xi Tong looked back, took a sip from the teacup on the table, and then said to the people next to him, "How are you doing? Look at these two newcomers."

Someone complimented: "Guotou's vision never makes mistakes, it must be good."

Some people also commented based on their feelings: "It seems that there are two tricks. After all, ordinary people can't pretend to be this kind of demeanor. As long as they are not liars, they will naturally be able to get two points of protection. I believe that with Guotou's eyesight, they can also tell whether they are fake or not. Sand bandits are undercover, this is nothing to worry about..."

Everyone nodded. After all, Xi Tong, as the leader of this caravan, had proved to everyone that his decision was correct countless times, and all he got was complete conviction.

Only the person next to Xi Tong, who was seated closest to him, was still looking out the door in a daze.

Noticing the strangeness of the person next to him, Xi Tong stretched out his hand and patted the other person to wake him up instantly. He immediately realized that Guotou was calling him, so he quickly got up and saluted, and said, "Excuse me, Xi Guotou."

"What's the matter, Old Zhao? What did you find? Why are you so dazed."

The man called Lao Zhao was also dressed as a trainer, his hands, feet, and cuffs were all tied up with cowhide straps, there was nothing easy to hook on his body, and a straight knife with a sand lizard leather sheath was hung across his waist. With majesty, it seems that he is a person who speaks a lot in this caravan.

Hearing Xi Tong's question, Old Zhao thought for a while, organized his words, and said, "These two people definitely have a very difficult decision."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"First of all, the man in white. This is the first time I have seen this temperament. Although the attire is a bit ordinary, every movement is like this when walking back and forth... Naturally, it is really hard to see through. And he is dressed in white. This dusty Guanzhong, which is close to the Western Regions, is so pure and white..." Old Zhao stumbled at the beginning, but the more he spoke, the smoother he spoke.

Xi Tong nodded: "I just didn't think that what you said is indeed the case."

"I haven't finished talking, there are a few more points." Old Zhao continued: "This temperament is nothing, maybe it is a natural gift, but have you noticed just now that they come in and out without any footsteps?"

Hearing Lao Zhao's words, the people beside him gasped: "Ah, this..."

"Let's talk about the person at the back. Although he is dressed in sackcloth, the ruler pinned to his waist does not look very simple. And in my opinion, although the two of them are not moving smoothly, they seem to have nothing to do. Kung fu foundation, but if I face it face to face, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a single breath."

These words aroused Xi Tong's great interest, and he hurriedly asked:

"Old Zhao, are you joking? With your skill, there is still someone in the world who can't hold your breath? This description is too exaggerated."

Several people around also laughed together. Everyone had seen Lao Zhao's skills many times in their daily life, and now their confidence was naturally in him. They didn't believe his description, and only thought it was an exaggeration.

"Don't laugh."

Old Zhao said solemnly: "Xi Guotou, if my prediction is correct, the two are likely to be the legendary practitioners. The chance is not small. If it is true, you have found a treasure."

"Cultivator?" "Fairy?"

The two or three people next to him were a little surprised by what Old Zhao said.

Old Zhao obviously knew a lot about these things. He shook his head and said, "They are not gods, at least no practitioner would call themselves gods. But for ordinary people like us, it's the same. After all, we mortals are trapped. Often it can be resolved with a wave of hands for practitioners, and they are not at the same level for a long time.”

Guotou Xitong frowned and began to think.

After a while, he asked Lao Zhao next to him with some doubts: "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Of course it's a good thing!"

Old Zhao said in a loud voice, and couldn't laugh or cry at Xi Tong's thoughts: "If my guess is correct, as long as there are no mistakes, and these two are in the caravan, there will be no worries for this trip!"

Xi Guotou instantly became happy.

At this time, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping had already put the goods bought in the market from the camels into the room, and they were knocking on the door to come in.

Hearing the notification, Xi Guotou immediately jumped up from his chair, and while going forward to greet him, he ordered:

"Serve tea, serve the best tea, please come in, two heroes, please take a seat!"