Or perhaps he has no cultivation at all and is just an ordinary person.
"What are you doing? You scared all my fish away!" the man said with considerable displeasure as the group approached. His tone was strange, like a local dialect, but it was still somewhat understandable.
Only then did the group realize that he was indeed just an ordinary person who didn't understand cultivation. The three women felt a flush of embarrassment; their earlier overreaction was truly shameful.
Zuan took the opportunity to apologize to the man and slipped him a silver ingot. The man's dissatisfaction vanished, and he smiled and said, "You're too kind. Actually, those fish weren't worth that much."
Zuan chuckled inwardly. He had read in books that gold and silver were not naturally currency, but he didn't quite understand why currency was naturally gold and silver. Now, his personal experiences in various worlds told him that gold and silver were indeed hard currency.
"Uncle, you're too kind. I just wanted to ask you something." With Zu An's current status, he naturally didn't care about such a small amount of silver.
"Please speak, sir, I will answer to the best of my knowledge," the fisherman said eagerly.
Zuan asked, "Uncle, do you know where the Xiu Snake, uh, you mean that big black snake, usually appears? Where can we find it?"
The fisherman was taken aback: "What do you want with the Bashe snake?"
Bashe?
The group wondered if this was what the locals called "snake-cultivation."
However, judging from his tone, he clearly knew about Xiu She. The group was overjoyed, and Yan Xuehen seized the opportunity to say, "We heard that Xiu She is causing havoc in Dongting Lake and bringing suffering to the people, so we came here to rid the people of this scourge."
They had expected the locals to give them a warm welcome upon hearing their origins, but to their surprise, the fisherman's expression immediately changed: "I knew you were dressed so strangely! You really are those despicable Dongyi people! I don't want your filthy money, get out of here!"
After saying that, he took out the silver he had already hidden in his pocket and threw it directly at them.
This turn of events left everyone bewildered. Zu An hurriedly said, "Uncle, is there some misunderstanding? What Dongyi people? We've never even heard of them."
"Go away, go away! I don't care if you're from the Eastern Barbarians or not. Since you've come to kill the Bashe, you're not welcome here. Get out of here!" He said, using the bamboo pole in his hand to drive the crowd away, as if saying another word to them would be bad luck.
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