The market on the hillside is really a night market with all kinds of stalls and many people walking around.

At a glance, South Vietnam saw that most of them had low accomplishments. They should be new disciples who had just started or had not started for a few years.

Many of them are still making a living in real life.

She pulled up Sheng Jingheng and bought two masks to put on.

There are masks in such markets.

Naturally, like them, many people want to hide their identity.

Walking all the way, you can see several people wearing all kinds of masks, some with tusks.

People without masks were surprised to see them, but they didn't feel too strange.

What really attracts people in the market are pills refined by different sects, well drawn spells, refined magic tools, magic weapons, and some spirit grass and spirit plants.

This is half the significance of this exchange conference.

After all, each sect has its own expertise, but we all need all kinds of things, so we rely on this to facilitate each other.

Occasionally, I can see some unorthodox little things, which are useless for cultivation, but they can be taken to the world to show off. They are very popular.

Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng don't need anything. They just look fresh.

Strolling around, I found that there was really a night snack stall in the market, selling roasted kebabs.

A middle-aged man is baking all kinds of strings. Looking simple and honest, he is actually in the middle stage of building the foundation.

In this bazaar, you have a higher cultivation level.

There are several tables behind the barbecue stand, but these days the opportunity is rare. Naturally, no one can sit down and eat barbecue. They all go shopping.

Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng picked the innermost table and took off their masks with ease.

Looking at the two-dimensional code on the table, Alipay and WeChat face each other, Nanyue laughed, "it's really keeping pace with the times."

With that, she couldn't help taking out the mobile phone she hadn't seen for a long time. She looked at it and found that it was automatically connected to WiFi.

Sheng Jingheng also looked at his mobile phone and then raised his eyebrow: "how did you do this?"

"It's easy," Nan Yue looked at him with a smile. "Just accept a disciple who can pull the net cable."

I heard from her before that it was erased from the map, and Sheng Jingheng thought that it was completely isolated from the world.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

The middle-aged man who roasted kebabs first served them with just roasted meat kebabs and asked, "do you want any drinks? Ice beer, ice wide and falling! "

"Do you have a menu?" When I saw no other guests when I first came, South Vietnam directly asked for the freshly baked ones on the grill.

The middle-aged man looked at the two more, then smiled and said, "yes, it's a new guest. Welcome."

Then he stretched out his hand and put it on the menu in the corner, "whew" flew to the table.

One for each person, neatly arranged.

Sheng Jingheng paused a little, then opened the menu and looked at it. This time, he stopped even more.

He smelled the smell and thought those meat kebabs were ordinary pork, cattle and mutton, but now it seems not.

South Vietnam adapted quickly, ordered some meat and vegetables, and then ordered two bottles of ice cola.

The middle-aged man soon brought them coke and went to bake something else.

This mountain has a warm climate, neither cold nor hot. It's cool to drink some ice.

South Vietnam looked at Sheng Jingheng, who silently closed the menu, and his smile deepened: "Mr. Sheng, try the kebab. The taste should be very good."

With that, she took the lead in taking a bunch and ate it. The strong meat flavor and a different vanilla flavor were fried in her mouth for ultimate enjoyment.