Chongyue Ancient Town is not big.
It can even be said to be small.
There are only three streets.
Chongyue Ancient Street, this is the main street, running through the entire Chongyue Ancient Town.
Then there are "Chongyue West Street" and "Chongyue East Street" named according to their orientation.
Because the town is too small, Lingu Station is not large either.
An open space with three stone halls.
Fifty men were stationed and two monks were on duty.
Two monks occupied one of the stone halls.
The spiritual weapon town hall occupies a stone hall alone.
The last stone hall is the living quarters of the garrisoned disciples.
Fifty people were crowded into a stone hall, so you can imagine how crowded it was.
One person per room, that's even more unthinkable.
Chen Qingyan was finally assigned to a room with no windows or doors, and was crowded together with four people.
Datong Shop, luggage is piled in the innermost corner.
Looking at such a living environment, his mood suddenly became extremely bad.
With this kind of accommodation, everyone has no privacy at all.
In Lingu, even a handyman has a stone house of his own.
Not to mention the small courtyard with a garden for the outer disciples.
Chen Qingyan's face was expressionless, and the other four people living together had really ugly faces, and they were all complaining.
But everyone knew one thing, they had no choice, because this was already the safest area in the town.
Chen Qingyan quickly accepted the reality. At noon, he took out the bedding and sheets to wash and dry them. They had been used by many people and were very dirty. If he had time later, he planned to go for a stroll in the town to see if he could Can't buy some new quilts.
After drying the bed quilt, Chen Qingyan came back and packed his belongings.
He carried elixirs, bone money, etc. with him everywhere, never leaving his hands, and had to sleep under them.
Living with a group of strangers, you have to take care of your own property.
The sun sets over the western mountains.
Sunlight tilts.
Chen Qingyan came to the open-air canteen behind the stone hall, received his share of food, and ate while walking near the station.
The disciples all around gathered together in twos and threes to chat.
The anticipation I had when I just left the city has long been exhausted by now.
Everyone quickly adapted to the outside climate.
Then, there is no freshness anymore.
They already had a premonition that a long and boring life was coming.
Chen Qingyan walked around and finished the food in his hands. As the last mouthful of broth entered his stomach, his body finally warmed up.
He put the bowl back.
I looked around and saw no monk.
But I also knew that the monks would definitely not crowd together with them to eat these things.
I heard that the monks ate spiritual grains, drank spiritual wine brewed from spiritual grains, and even had processed tonic demon meat.
Anyway, Chen Qingyan has never seen what monks eat.
But there are indeed these records in the book.
Spiritual grain is also a kind of spiritual object. "Qing Mi Gong" specifically states that eating spiritual grain can accelerate the collection and transformation of the slight energy of the water grain. Long-term consumption, even if you do not actively practice Gu Yuan Gong, you can also passively practice this skill. Pushed to the stage of casting the essence and refining the essence, or even the state of perfecting the technique.
Demon meat is as effective as elixirs and is very valuable.
Chen Qingyan had cut a lot of demon flesh, and he didn't know whether it was a big supplement or not. Anyway, it was quite dangerous and could be contaminated if not careful.
However, in alchemy, there is indeed a saying that demon meat can be used to make medicine.
Of course, he can't use any of the above, he has source points.
Returning to the stone palace, Chen Qingyan found a group of people gathered on a wooden fence outside the open space.
Curious, he walked over and looked at it, and found that it was the duty list.
Chen Qingyan quickly found his name from the list.
His brows furrowed.
"Why is it night patrol again?"
He didn't know who arranged the list, but... the names on the list were clearly not fifty, only twenty.
There is one flight in the morning, one at noon, one in the first half of the night, and one in the second half of the night.
There are only five people in each class.
Chen Qingyan was on duty for the first time and was assigned to work in the latter part of the night.
He thought about it, it should be a rotation.
Today there are twenty people on the list, and tomorrow there will be another twenty.
Back inside, Chen Qingyan took out a book and started reading.
When someone came back from the room, Chen Qingyan asked if anyone went to town to do shopping.
"If you want to buy something, just go buy it yourself."
Mo Zhizhen said while sitting on the bed, picking his teeth and picking his feet.
"You can come in and out at will, don't you need to ask for permission?"
Chen Qingyan's eyes lit up.
"Haha, you think this is Lingu. There are not so many rules in the ancient town."
Mo Zhizhen laughed, "Do you want to find a woman? I heard that Bai Xiaoyang and the others went there."
Chen Qingyan was silent. It seemed that he was overthinking it. The rules here were not as strict as those in Lingu.
Seeing that the other person's smile was getting more and more ambiguous, he shook his head and replied, "I'm just going to buy something."
With that said, he stuffed the books into the cage, changed into ordinary clothes, and walked out of the stone hall.
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Chongyue Ancient Street.
The population is quite dense, and there are so many people walking along the way that you are almost bumping into each other.
"It's more lively than Jugucheng."
Chen Qingyan thought in his mind.
On the way, he saw Lingu disciples patrolling the streets with weapons in hand.
Pedestrians gave way to them and seemed to be in awe of the Lingu disciples. Chen Qingyan also saw a Youlin Valley disciple taking other people's fruits without paying, and enjoying the flattery and compliments of the stall owner.
It seems that before long, Lingu's disciples will evolve into a gang that collects protection fees.
Or,
Have it already.
Chen Qingyan looked at another group of people who didn't know where they came from, walking in from a teahouse, and when they came out, there was a money bag in their hands.
After grabbing passers-by and asking, I found out that this group was the ancient town's own patrol team and was not under Lingu's control.
The ancient town itself also has monks.
And the number is many times greater than that sent by Lingu to garrison.
In fact, the town of Chongyue was originally built by these monks who came together to build it.
Lingu, just because it is the most powerful sect in the area, has forcibly sent people to garrison and divide the interests.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan's mind turned around and he quickly realized something.
"It seems that from now on, the only people patrolling will be the twenty of us."
The other thirty people, if he guessed correctly, should be dealing with various resources in the ancient town.
medicinal materials,
Lingzhi,
Mineral veins...
Compared with exploiting the townspeople, that was a fat job.
At this moment, Chen Qingyan wanted to understand many things. No wonder there were two monks stationed there. One of them must be responsible for escorting the supplies back to the ancient town.
And how many other similar ancient towns are there?
Based on the fact that fifty people are stationed in one town, there are less than a thousand people in Changming Palace, which means that this group of people will be stationed in twenty ancient towns.
There will be more ancient towns that have not been rotated.
Hundreds or even thousands of towns together provide a Jugu City.
Assuming that an ancient town is guarded by one spiritual weapon, then there are at least a thousand spiritual weapons in Lingu.
Chen Qingyan licked his lips, spiritual weapons are already so cheap...
Lingu's status was higher than he thought, much higher.
No wonder people from the Thousand Faces Society know the name of Jugu City Lingu even though they are far away in other regions.
It's no wonder why the townspeople of Chongyue are so in awe of the patrol team stationed in Lingu.
