Mo Ran spent an afternoon tidying up her new bedroom, of course, it was arranged according to her own preferences, simple and comfortable. Everything in the original room, including the bed, Mo Ran let the man move downstairs.

So after seeing the room after Mo Ran packed it up, the man stood at the stairs for a while and seemed to be a little shocked by the newly renovated room. Then he said calmly: "I just like the messy beauty. If you toss my room into this, you will lose the smell of home at all..."

Mo Ran corrected him: "Now it is my room."

The man said, "Slip, isn't this a slip of my tongue?"

"What's your name?" Mo Ran asked him.

"Star Saint, star of stars, saints of people!"

"Mo Ran."

Mo Ran said and walked downstairs, but Xingsheng didn't react. After a few seconds, he ran down, "Why do you call such a name? It's not unique at all. It depends on how good I am..."

Mo Ran suddenly stopped and frowned at him. Xing Sheng immediately stopped.

Walking to the last step of the stairs, Mo Ran could no longer step, "Aren't you going to clean up here?"

Xingsheng only glanced at it and said with confidence: "Why do you need to clean up? This is my treasure!" Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly added, "To me, it is not to you! They are not worth it! So you can't play first."

Mo Ran frowned, speechless at this Star Saint who was like a miser. She looked carefully at the piles of things everywhere, picked up a piece of paper and looked at it, but saw that it was full of mathematical formulas, and took a stack of paper to look at it, and found that everything was!

Mo Ran had been exposed to these things at school, but she didn't understand them at all. She just looked at Xingsheng with some confusion. The things he piled up seemed to be really not garbage...

Star Saint's eyes were bright, "Can you understand?"

Mo Ran seemed to see an expectant look in his eyes. This baby face was quite pleasing. When he looked at him like this, his eyes were clear. Mo Ran paused for a moment, "I don't understand."

The light in those eyes suddenly dimmed, and he responded with little strength, "Oh..." and then told me again, "Don't break my things."

Mo Ran nodded, "But you have to clean up the path I want to go. Do you want me to fly up and then fly down every day?"

"For..." Xingsheng actually wanted to say why not, but he shut up when he saw Mo Ran's narrowed eyes, "Okay OK."

Mo Ran originally planned to let Xingsheng take her out for a walk, because although he was a wealthy slave, he knew everything about Wushuang City. Now Mo Ran basically knew nothing except that he knew that this place was Wushuang City.

The reason why she lived here was to have such convenience. Moreover, if she wanted to truly integrate into this city, this place was the best place. This was extremely certain when Mo Ran passed the alley where the cultivators gathered when he came at noon.

But Mo Ran didn't plan to go out tonight and gave Xingsheng time to clean up the room.

As a result, Mo Ran was still too naive to think. She thought that one night was enough. In fact, after one night, Xingsheng only sorted out a small corner less than a few square meters on the first floor!

"I really should have cleaned up. There are so many things that I can't use..."

"I actually calculated this result a year ago! I always thought it wasn't! I seemed to have gone around a very big circle!"

"I have to recalculate it, I seem to have found a better solution!"

"I'm such a genius! I've discovered many things I haven't noticed before!"

Mo Ran stood upstairs and looked at Xing Sheng who was in a brainstorm because of cleaning up the room. He seemed to forget that Mo Ran was still upstairs, and completely got into the pile of numbers and formulas. Sometimes when he was very tired, he would just sleep with paper covering it and continue when he woke up!

The only way to wake him up from that state of self is when he is extremely hungry. When he saw Mo Ran, he thought about it for a long time before he remembered what was going on, and then went to find food. But he would bring Mo Ran a portion back every time, regardless of whether Mo Ran wanted it or not.

Only once, Xingsheng suddenly asked Mo Ran after dinner, "By the way, how long have you been here?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Ran asked back.

"Don't forget, your rent is only enough for one month! Of course, I have to count how many days you have lived there."

“…eight days.”

"Oh, it's only eight days."

Mo Ran understood a little why Xingsheng was so obsessed with money. Even being a little thief was so unprofessional. When he studied these things, he had no income at all, so his expenditure would inevitably become a problem...

Mo Ran felt that he could not pass the exam for the time being because his current state was completely isolated from the outside world. Although Mo Ran didn't know what he was doing, he was unwilling to interrupt him, so he simply wandered around himself these days.

Wushuang City is very big. The area where it is active is called Mentou District. It is a typical area where casual cultivators gather. The merchants here are all run by a family surnamed Zou. In Wushuang City, the Zou family is a big family, but if it is placed in the entire China, it may only be considered a second-rate family.

No. 4 Street is the only place where free cultivators are allowed to trade freely, but all the cultivators who set up stalls here have to pay the management fee, and the money is naturally in the hands of the Zou family, and Mo Ran has been here for three days.

A chair, a blue cloth, a square meter, this is Mo Ran’s stall.

Mo Ran leaned on the chair and felt a little drowsy. The sun was so good here, especially when autumn just now, the weather was getting colder and there were no guests at noon, so basking here made people even more sleepy.

Mo Ran was covered with a blue cloth in front of him, with several animal skins and demon pills on it. The animal skins and demon pills were all under 30 stars. It has been three days since Mo Ran had not sold a single item.

"This is the magic pill of the prickly rat? How to sell it?"

Mo Ran shook his spirit for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he seemed to be asking her, shook his head and made him clear. When he looked up, he saw that there was really someone. He was holding a yellowish demon pill in his hand and asking for the price.

"Fifty gold coins." Mo Ran said.

"Fifty gold coins? A mere 18-star thorny rat demon pill actually costs fifty stars? I don't understand the market. There are so many people selling this kind of demon pill on this street. I took care of you as a female cultivator. If you are cheaper, I will buy it."

Mo Ran looked at the man and was dressed very carefully. He didn't look like a poor casual cultivator, but he was quite stingy when buying something... "Haha, this demon pill is indeed eighteen stars, but you won't know if you catch a sting rat and have to wait at the entrance of its cave for ten days and eight months, right? It's just this sting rat, its toxicity can completely knock down a monk in the foundation-building stage in minutes, right?

How many people sell thorn rat demon pills on this street? You will know after a walk around, right? That’s it. I see that you are extraordinary and so chivalrous. How about this thorn rat demon pills that you can take away forty-five gold coins?”

The man was very happy when Mo Ran praised him, and he stood up straight, as if he was very proud, but he still said, "I am quite good at talking, but don't think I will be deceived by you in this way!"

Mo Ran paused and smiled silently, "Fellow Daoist, forty-fifth gold coins are the cheapest price, do you want them?"

The man frowned, "Don't think I don't know its value!"

Mo Ran smiled and said without a smile: "Fellow Taoist, let this be done. Now put down this demon pill and then take three steps back."

"What are you doing?" The man seemed to have no reaction.

Mo Ran leaned back and half-squinted his eyes, "You blocked my sunbathing."

When the man heard this, he was so angry that he almost threw out the demon pill in his hand! "What's your attitude? Is there anyone who sells things like this?"

Mo Ran stood up straight, but did not look at the person, but waved to the distance. The man followed Mo Ran's gesture and saw a team of patrol people coming over. The man stomped his feet angrily, threw down the demon pill and left. When he left, he looked at the rat demon pill for two more times.

Mo Ran then withdrew his hand. In fact, he was just doing it and didn't really plan to call people. There were seven people on patrol, all wearing special military uniforms. They were soldiers of the Third Legion.

In Wushuang City, except for the major areas divided and operated by various major families, the public security of the entire Wushuang City is under the joint supervision of the Third Legion, and the Third Legion's soldiers are patrolled regularly on important streets.

So whether people with status or without status, they will be afraid of the Third Legion. Who makes the strength of the Third Legion put there?

Mo Ran continued to lean back and was about to take a nap, but a big man at the stall next to him said, "Someone likes you, the stinging rat demon pill, how can you sell something like this? You have to hold him so he will buy it! These children from aristocratic families love to listen to good words!"

An old man on the other side also said, "Young man, you have to bear all this. You haven't encountered a hard nail in the past two days. If you really encounter unreasonable people, the Seventh Legion will not pass by every time, and you can't save you..."

At the beginning, the people around were very curious about the silver-haired woman and were observing her secretly. The thorny rat demon pill was indeed a good thing, and even at a high price, they didn't have to worry about selling it. There were many people I liked these days, but Mo Ran had never sold it once.

Looking at Mo Ran’s appearance, although he was dressed and looked ordinary, he was of extraordinary temperament and was still wondering why this casual cultivator was so strange. But Mo Ran took the initiative to talk to them about some experience, and he was actually a very easy-going person!

Of course, except that she can't sell anything, now seeing Mo Ran like this, others are anxious about her.

Mo Ran opened his eyes and said embarrassedly: "I'm too stupid."

The old man laughed, "You are not stupid, that's why you don't want to say it! This place is completely different from the outside world of China. There is no equality. You should get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise you can't stay..."
Chapter completed!