Chapter 172 Going to the market
Xuanmiao said, "I will send you the deposit slips every ten days. You can take them to the bank at the foot of the mountain to withdraw the money. Although we don't have much money, don't be aggrieved about the things you need for cultivation and food. You are still laying the foundation and growing up. If things don't work out, you still have the senior brother."

Pan Jun was not very confident, "Big Brother, do you have money?"

Xuanmiao: "Big Brother can ask someone to borrow money from him. He is very good at borrowing money."

Pan Yun suddenly realized.

As they were talking, the door to the main room opened.

Zhang Weiyi walked out and looked up to see Xuanmiao and Pan Yun turning their heads to look at him. His heartbeat stopped, and he swallowed nervously before taking two steps forward and bowing, "Master Uncle."

The doors of the other two rooms opened at the same time, and Xue Hua and Deng Ziyu also came out and saluted Xuan Miao, "Uncle Master."

Xuanmiao said "hmm" coldly and looked away.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Pan Yun, and left quickly.

Only God knows how frightened they were last night.

Moreover, they seem to know an incredible secret.

Pan Jun watched them leave, feeling as if everyone in the world knew what happened, but he was the only one who knew nothing.

She felt so regretful that she didn't get to watch it last night. What a pity, what a pity.

Xuanmiao did not stay in the academy for long. She only accompanied them for one day. After seeing that no one dared to go up the mountain to cause trouble for them, she left.

Pan Jun felt that she was still worried that Tao Ji would be beaten, so she rushed to help Tao Ji.

After that day, no one bothered Pan Yun and the others anymore, and their lives in the academy finally became like those of ordinary students.

Well, apart from the fact that teachers always like to call on Pan Yun's name to answer questions in various classes, there are no other major problems.

Pan Yun carried a bag on her back and left. Miao Zhen and Miao He were still packing their things, so Pan Yun waited for a while and said, "Just take the things you want to sell, don't take anything else."

Miaohe packed up her small bag and put it on her back, "It's all stuff I need to sell."

She patted her bag and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. "These are all the medicines I made during class."

Pan Jun was stunned and asked, "Aren't these medicines supposed to be handed in?"

The academy provides free teaching, and the medicinal materials used in Tai Su Academy are also provided by the academy. Naturally, after the students refine the products, regardless of whether they are successful or not, the finished products must be recycled.

Miao He: "There are a few classmates who just can't make the medicine successfully. The herbs distributed by the academy have all been used up. In order to complete their homework, they can only buy other herbs. I help them, oh, no, I teach them how to make the medicine. Except for the one portion they hand in, the rest of the medicine they make belongs to me."

"Oh~~" Pan Yun said meaningfully, and patted his bag and said, "I see, just like I use the talisman paper and cinnabar given by the academy to draw talismans and sell them outside."

The master and his nephew looked at each other and laughed foolishly. Everything was said without words.

Miaozhen opened the door and came out.

Pan Yun and Miao He looked at her bag and asked, "What are you selling?"

Miaozhen: "...I'm not selling anything. I just brought the money to buy medicinal herbs."

Pan Yun envied, "It's great to have financial power in hand."

Miao Zhen: "I can give the money to Junior Master Uncle for safekeeping."

"Forget it, forget it, just take it. This is good for both me and the money."

The three of them went down the mountain together.

The academy was closed for two days, and many students took this time to go down the mountain.

After all, life in the mountains was really hard, because the academy took charge of everything, and there was not even a shop selling cloth in the academy.

So if you want to buy something, you have to go down the mountain.

The originally quiet mountain road was now filled with students from the academy, playing and fighting, making it very lively.

The cultivators were all very fast, and even if they were just playing around, they could run forward and enter Shangqing Town in less than half an hour.

People like Pan Yun and his friends who are busy on their way go even faster.

As soon as the three of them left the academy, they used their Qinggong skills, running forward with their toes touching the ground, and soon they had floated far away.

In just over two quarters of an hour, they arrived at Shangqing Town from the academy.

That's how fast it is.

But in fact, the journey from the academy to Shangqing Town is not easy to travel on weekdays. There are tall trees and dense forests on both sides, and the mountains are undulating. There is only a dirt road that can accommodate two carriages running side by side. It is okay during the day, but at night, it is pitch black, as if ferocious beasts will appear from somewhere to eat people at any time.

In the past, there had been cases of tourists getting lost while climbing the mountain, pilgrims disappearing, and even the academy had lost a few students.

So before the holiday, the teachers of the academy repeatedly reminded us, "If it's late, don't rush back to the academy. Find an inn at the foot of the mountain and stay there until dawn before coming back."

But there are few rich people among those who practice Taoism. Staying in an inn costs money, and most students are reluctant to spend the money.

So when Pan Yun was walking down the mountain, he heard several students discussing, "When the time comes, let's get a few more people to go with us. I don't believe any bandits would dare to rob us."

"Yep."

"What if it's not a bandit, but an evil spirit?"

"Then we should be even less afraid. What are we doing? How can we be afraid of a few evil spirits? It's better to catch them. Maybe we can get merit and extra credits."

"Yep."

Pan Yun ran past them quickly and looked back at them, mainly because she wanted to see the classmate who kept saying "yes, yes", but she only had time to take a look and almost bumped into the person walking in front of her...

Oops, there are too many people on the road and she is driving too fast, it’s hard to avoid her.

Pan Yun stepped aside, turned half a circle, rolled over, passed the person and continued running forward.

The student who had his back to her didn't know that he was almost hit. When he saw Pan Jun passing by him, he praised, "What a beautiful martial arts skill." "Thank you, senior brother. I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't pay attention just now. I won't do it again next time." Pan Jun ran away as he spoke.

Miaozhen Miaohe followed closely and apologized on her behalf, "I'm sorry, senior brother."

"I'm sorry, brother."

The two of them also chased Pan Yun and ran away.

The walking senior was confused, "Why are they apologizing?"

The companion said unhappily, "She almost hit you, didn't you know?"

"I do not know."

As Pan Yun ran, he said to Miao Zhenmiao: "So, if you are doing Qinggong, don't look back, and if you look back, don't do Qinggong. Remember?"

Miaozhenmiao and Miaohe nodded together.

Miao Zhen: "If you hit someone, you have to pay compensation, and then you won't have enough money for the medicine."

The three of them ran into the town, and there were even more people.

The three of them stopped their martial arts and began to walk forward slowly.

Pan Yun: "I suspect that the academy always calculated that there would be a big fair at the foot of the mountain every time they closed down, so they let us out."

Miao Zhen nodded, "I have the same suspicion."

Because it was the same before, every time I went down the mountain to take a break, I would happen to encounter the big market in Shangqing Town.

There are so many people.

In addition to the merchants, wandering Taoist priests and doctors who come here to purchase goods, there are also villagers from nearby villages and towns.

Some people bring their own chickens, ducks and geese to sell, as well as various vegetables and handicrafts.

There are also medicinal herbs that they collect themselves. In short, they sell everything.

There are even people selling stones.

Someone immediately stopped the three of them and said, "Young Taoist priest, come and take a look at my spirit stone."

Pan Yun was surprised, "There are still spirit stones here?"

"Yes, I got it by chance on Mount Longhu. It's amazing. I used to have trouble sleeping at night, but since I brought it home, I never suffer from insomnia again."

Pan Yun said sincerely, "Good man, how can we take away such a good thing? Keep it for yourself."

"No, no, no, it doesn't count as stealing someone's love. As long as you give enough money, it's fine."

"That won't work either. We will have to bear the consequences. We must not buy it." Pan Yun: "Good man, I see that the bottom of your eyes are dark blue, obviously caused by long-term insomnia. This stone is just the right remedy. Listen to my advice, although money is important, it is far less important than health."

"As long as you live long enough, you will have everything," Pan Jun looked him up and down, shook his head regretfully, and sighed deeply.

Vendor: “…”

The vendor stopped them and said, "Why don't you just go."

Pan Yun did not leave, and pulled the vendor and said, "Good man, I see from your face that this stone alone is not enough. Its efficacy is limited. You should combine it with other means of treatment, which will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Miao He, who was standing by, nodded repeatedly and reminded Pan Yun, "Both acupuncture and medication are fine."

"Yes, I have a nephew who is an outstanding disciple of Taisu Academy. You have to believe me. How about I ask her to give you two injections and then prescribe a prescription for you?"

The vendor knew he had met a rival and quickly waved his hand: "Go away, I won't do business with you anymore, you guys go away too."

I thought these three looked young and innocent, and easy to fool, but I didn't expect they could fool even more than him.

The vendor touched the corner of his eye. Did it really look like someone suffering from insomnia?

Pan Yun was filled with regret, and as he walked, he said to the vendor, "If you need anything, just call us. We have been at the market today. Even if the good people don't trust us, they can still trust our Taisu Academy, right? My nephew is the most outstanding disciple in Taisu Academy."

Miao He's face turned red, and she hugged Pan Yun's arm and dragged her away, "Little Master, please stop talking..."

It's a bit embarrassing.

Pan Jun said to her, "We earn money based on our own abilities, why are you blushing?"

Miao Zhen also nodded, "That's right."

Miao He thought so too and let go of Pan Yun's hand. "But I have never seen a patient independently. If Master knew..."

"At most he'll beat you up, what else can he do to you?" Pan Yun said, "I will definitely save you when the time comes."

She said, "I feel full of strength now. Your master may not be able to defeat me."

Miaohe was stunned, "Can you beat my master?"

Pan Yun: "I think I can do it."

Miaohe was eager to try, "Why not try it next time?"

"Try it."

The three of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.

The three of them did not go directly to the grocery store, but went to Shenxian Street first, found a vacant space, cleaned it up, opened their bags and spread them on the ground, and then placed all the talismans, medicines, etc. they brought with them.

The prices in the grocery store are fixed, and brothers settle the bill clearly. What's more, they pretend not to know each other. Every time they go there, Manager Chen asks for a very low price.

So they decided to set up a stall outside first, and if they couldn't sell anything, they would just take them all to the grocery store and sell them on consignment.

(End of this chapter)