Chapter 23 Spirit Drops
"The Xuan Iron Order of the Zhao Family!" Chen Fugui was shocked, "You...how did you have this thing?"
The Zhao family’s Xuantie Order is a token that is only available to the core members of the Zhao family and blood relatives. This token is not only a magic weapon containing attacks and defense, but also a symbol of identity. In the Zhao family, a large family with hundreds of thousands of tribes, there are no more than a hundred such brands.
For example, if Yang Zhen had this sign hanging on her body and met Chen Fugui on the road, Chen Fugui must avoid it, otherwise it would be a provocation to the Zhao family.
How could such an important thing happen to the little baby Yang family? What is his relationship with the Zhao family?
As for the brand that Yang Zhen picked up or stolen, he wouldn't believe it if he beat him to death. Every piece of Xuan Iron Order in the Zhao family has an identity record. If it is lost, the Zhao family will come soon.
Chen Fugui was shocked and surprised, and his face was even more shady. If he had already had some bad thoughts, he would not dare to use them now.
Yang Zhen took out this token and thought about it. The nanny once said that with this brand, no one in Qingyang County dared to bully him. Then he showed this brand, and there were only two possible consequences.
Either Chen Fugui stops and the two sides reconcile. Or Chen Fugui kills him and kills people to silence him.
On the contrary, if he didn't take out this thing, Chen Fugui would definitely continue to force him if he was suspicious. Once he really used more intense means to hurt him and Tiezhu, the conflict between the two sides would completely intensify and he would never stop. At that time, he would take out the nameplate of the Zhao family, and he would probably have to force Chen Fugui to kill and silence him.
"How come you have this thing? Where did it come from?" Chen Fugui asked again. If he didn't understand this question, he would never dare to act rashly.
"Where did it come from? I gave it to you!" Yang Zhenyun replied calmly. Seeing Chen Fugui's appearance, he felt much more relieved.
"Who, who gave it to you?"
Yang Zhen did not answer, and glanced at him lazily, with a smile on his face.
"Okay!" Chen Fugui knew that he could not ask anything anymore. Yang Zhen answered so confidently. There should be no problem with the origin of this nameplate. Since that is the case, the doll in front of him is not something he can do casually.
But why did the Zhao family give this kid a token? The more Chen Fugui thought about it, the more strange he felt. He knew this doll well. He had nothing special about him and his mother. How could he get the Zhao family so much attention?
If you really attach so much importance to it, how could you live in such a broken place?
Could it be... he really took something amazing from the Zhu family? All of this was instructed by the Zhao family?
The more Chen Fugui thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was possible. He even thought that the baby was still living in this temple. Maybe it was the Zhao family's arrangement, so why were he fishing for big fish! And he, a little shrimp, rushed in recklessly, if the Zhao family ruined the matter, or let the Zhao family know...
These big forces, if you kill them, you will be like an ant!
I'm really crazy today, why are you doing here?
Thinking of this, he secretly regretted it and had already begun to retreat.
However, there are two words that he still has to give in to him.
"I'll come to you tonight, don't tell your Aunt Fu."
"Okay." Yang Zhen had no intention of telling Aunt Fu.
"Don't tell the Zhao family..." The latter sentence is actually Chen Fugui's focus.
"This..." Yang Zhen looked embarrassed. He didn't want to agree too readily. "If anyone asks, I can't hide it from them."
"As long as you and I don't say it, he won't say it..." Chen Fugui pointed to Tiezhu, who had already fainted by him. He was about to say it down, but suddenly he remembered something and felt a little sad.
It turns out that this kind of magic weapon that can defend independently has been inputted by someone in advance, otherwise there is no reason why a kid who has no magic power can also use it. His two magic weapons just now consumed the magic power stored in this magic weapon. If someone is interested in checking it carefully, it will definitely be obvious.
So I have to talk to this kid and find a way to help him get through it.
But this little kid is young and has many ghost names, how can he block his mouth?
At this moment, Yang Zhen spoke: "Uncle Fugui, is there any millet porridge made from Lingmi? Let's try it for me!"
It turned out that Yang Zhen saw Chen Fugui frowning and was still saying a word. He thought it was the backfire of what he said just now, which made him think badly. So he decided to advance as a retreat and simply ask for some benefits to relax his heart.
"Oh!" Chen Fugui slapped his thighs, but he relaxed in his heart: "I was hungry just now when I walked on the mountain road, so my uncle ate it myself. I'm really sorry, I forgot to leave some for you... Or, uncle will give you something else?"
"Okay!" Yang Zhen stretched out his hand, and the meaning was very obvious. Don't hide anything good, take it out quickly!
What are you giving? Chen Fugui's spiritual sense glanced at his storage bag. He really didn't have anything to give to children. None of these things can be given to others.
Well, this little thing is not too valuable and can coax children.
He took out a few beads the size of water droplets from the storage bag and placed them on the palm of his hand.
"What is this?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"This is called Lingdie. Haven't your mother told you?"
Chen Fugui didn't think much about it and then explained. It turned out that the so-called spiritual droplets came from the spirit stones used by cultivators to practice (actually low-grade spirit stones). After most of the spiritual energy was absorbed, the remaining spiritual energy was not enough to support the hardness of the entire spirit stone, and the spirit stone would automatically shatter, part of it turned into powder, and part of it shrinks and gathered into some beads the size of water droplets.
These beads contain the remaining spiritual energy, which is equivalent to scattered spirit stones, which can be used by low-level monks.
"These spiritual drops can be easily exchanged for silver coins in mortal money houses, at least one silver coin, and sometimes more. They can also be used as money in the monk's market. How about it, do you like it? If you like it, these pieces will be apologized to you by uncle tonight..."
Of course I like it! Yang Zhen has been traveling through time these days, but she is crazy about being poor. How could she not like this thing that can be used as money?
"Then I will thank my uncle, hehe. But, uncle is too stingy. That's all, it's not enough to buy a pot of 'Da Mingchun'!" Yang Zhen said with a smile.
You still want to drink "Da Mingchun"! Chen Fugui cursed secretly, but he was even more surprised: He couldn't bear to drink "Da Mingchun" himself. Could this kid have drunk it? In this way, he really had another chance?
It seemed that it would not work without some blood. Chen Fugui's heart was bleeding and he endured the pain and touched some more. He weighed it in his hand and found a total of thirty pills.
"That's all for you, I'll buy your bar!"
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