An old man who was farming said that the gold juice from the small roots was not of good quality.
Xiaogenzi was unhappy.
"Old man, don't think I don't have much in this spoonful. If you sprinkle it evenly, it can fertilize an acre of land.
If you think it's not enough, I can give you this bucket.
But I don’t like hearing it when you casually say you are not good enough. Do you know what I am?”
The old man smiled: "What kind of Taoist sect can you be? Looking at your outfit, you are naturally a Jin Xiu."
Xiao Genzi was stunned, Jin Xiu was so rare, and this old man could actually recognize him.
"Since you know that I am Jin Xiu, why do you still think that I am not good-looking?"
"It's just bad, your golden juice doesn't even have any taste." As he spoke, the old man touched the golden juice in the spoon with his hand.
Xiao Genzi quickly took back the spoon: "Old man, you can't touch this. It won't be easy to wash if you touch it."
The old man had already touched it, so Xiao Genzi quickly found medicinal powder and helped the old man wash his hands.
The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't bother. Smell it yourself. Does it smell good?"
Xiaogenzi smelled the old man's hand and found that there was really no smell at all.
Did he get the wrong golden juice? Or does the old man have other tricks?
It was impossible to get the wrong golden juice, and Xiao Genzi was a little scared.
The old man put down his hoe and said with a smile: "What level of cultivation are you at?"
"This is not what you should ask." Xiao Genzi took two steps back.
The old man said: "Seeing that you are carrying five buckets, is it possible that you have a fifth level of cultivation?"
Xiaogenzi heard it and said, "Yes, there are five levels!"
Of course, he did not have a fifth-level cultivation. The last time he met the salesman, he bought ten buckets. He first carried five of them on his back, but he couldn't carry the remaining five, so he kept them as backup for the time being.
The old man shook his head and said: "If you really have five levels of cultivation, the quality of this is too bad. If you spill the five levels of golden juice, you can turn a living person into mud."
The old man waved his hand, and the bucket on Xiao Genzi's body was missing.
In surprise, the old man took out a small spoon from his arms, stirred it twice in the bucket, took out a spoonful, and threw it on the stone next to him.
There was a continuous squeaking sound, and the stone immediately turned into mud.
Genzi was so frightened that he almost dropped the bucket to the ground.
The old man held a small spoon and smiled: "To be honest, what level are you at?"
Genzi held up his aura and said, "It's the fifth floor!"
"You don't care about your sense of proportion when you brag!" The old man got angry, "You only have enough gold juice to cover three layers!"
Enough for three floors?
Genzi is a second-level golden practitioner who can produce three-level golden juice. In the past, Xiaogenzi would have been a little proud.
But now is not the time to be proud. He doesn't know the origin of this old man.
"There is still someone in the Taoist sect, and he is still a strong one," the old man laughed. "To adjust the golden juice, you can't just work hard. There is a trick here. You can put the bucket down first and take a look at my skills."
…
Li Banfeng took Cao Zhida to Lanyang Village and looked for small roots.
Many people in Lanyang Village knew Genzi and said that he went to practice with a bucket on his back, but they couldn't tell where he went and no one wanted to see him practice.
When it comes to land reclamation, we can't rely on just one person. Li Banfeng asked Cao Zhida to recruit a group of land reclamation people in Lanyang Village.
There are many hunters in Lanyang Village, and many of them have worked in land reclamation. Li Qiqian gave him a lot of money, and many people signed up, but the rules must be made clear. After clearing land, you must become a landlord.
Cao Zhida said: "Master Qi, this is for you to open up wasteland. It's up to you to do it for the landlords. The money has been given to you, but you still tolerate them?"
Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "This land god's rules are different. Those who open up wasteland must be landlords."
Cao Zhida was stunned: "There are still such rules? Isn't this a bargain for these hunters?"
"It's not cheap, let's talk about it differently."
The next day, Xiao Genzi didn't come back. This is also a common thing. Genzi goes out to practice, and sometimes he doesn't see anyone for days and nights.
Li Banfeng took more than fifty people to Xindi. He came back in less than a day because he was a traveling cultivator on the sixth floor.
These people don't have the pace to walk this way.
…
He Haisheng got off the train and bought a newspaper at the station.
Newspaper headlines, Lu family special train was attacked, eleven soldiers died in battle.
Who is so bold as to attack the Lu family train?
This is not only targeting the Lu family, but also offending the customs envoys by attacking on the train.
He Haisheng glanced briefly, called a rickshaw at the station entrance, and went to the He family mansion.
He Haiqin was eating pork knuckles in the restaurant. Hearing that He Haisheng was back, he hurriedly greeted him in the main hall: "Lao San, why are you back? Didn't I ask you to watch the family celebration?"
He Haisheng looked around. He Haiqin understood what he meant and took He Haisheng into the study.
"What happened?"
He Haisheng lowered his voice and said, "Brother, Jiaqing's situation is not right."
He Haiqin was stunned: "What's wrong? Those doctors from other states don't treat him properly, right? Is Jiaqing's injury serious again?"
"Brother, I'm not talking about the injury," He Haisheng sighed repeatedly, "I think he is hiding something from you."
He Haiqin remained calm and asked, "What are you hiding from me?"
"I found this in Jiaqing's ward." He Haisheng took out a wooden box.
He Haiqin took the wooden box, broke the seal on the box, opened the lid, and the strong aroma of medicine hit his face.
"Jin Yuan Dan?" He Haiqin looked at the quality of the elixir.
He Haisheng said: "There are thirty high-quality Jinyuan Pills. Where do you think this thing came from?"
He Haiqin looked at the elixir and said, "I guess it's made from red lotus."
"Didn't Honglian be brought back to Puluozhou? Whether it was his friend Li Banfeng or his fiancée Lu Xiaolan, they were all brought back. This thing is not in Jiaqing's hands, but how could this elixir appear in this place?
Hospital?"
He Haiqin put the elixir back into the box and asked, "Where did you find this elixir?"
"Toilet, that day I couldn't help but want to smoke, so I lit one in the ward toilet. The smell of cigarette made me smell the medicine. I found a hidden compartment on the wall behind the toilet. I saw
These elixirs,
This secret grid must have been opened by Jia Qing, and these pills must have been hidden by him. Brother, what you said before is right, Jia Qing is indeed hiding something from us."
He Haiqin was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed.
There was a long-lost relief in his smile.
He Haisheng was stunned: "Brother, why are you laughing?"
He Haiqin laughed and sighed: "If he really wants to hide, you can't find him at all."
"How do you say this?"
"He can deceive Puozhou, but he can't deceive you? He deliberately placed these pills in the toilet just to let you see them and bring them to me." He Haiqin collected the pill boxes and returned to the restaurant.
Then gnaw on the elbow.
His appetite was particularly good, and he even pulled up a chair for He Haisheng: "Don't just watch, eat with your brother!"
He Haisheng ate two pieces of beef, shook his head and said, "Brother, I still don't understand."
He Haiqin smiled and said: "You don't have to understand, just go to other states and take care of my son for me."
He Haisheng ate with him for a while and then went back to his room to rest.
After He Haiqin had eaten and drank enough, he returned to his room, opened the elixir box, and said to himself: "Although I am being scheming, I still know how to honor you, I have not raised you in vain."
He wanted to take a pill, but he still hesitated.
Forget it, I'll find a medicine practitioner tomorrow to check the toxicity.
…
He Haisheng returned to Yuezhou and arrived at the Third Hospital. He sat in front of the hospital bed and silently looked at He Jiaqing on the bed.
He leaned down and whispered in He Jiaqing's ear:
"Third uncle, please lie down for me for a few days. When I finish my work, I will let you go."
…
With Curie on hand, Hong Ying was dressing up in front of the mirror.
She suddenly turned her face and said to the record player: "Xiaowan, do you think my eyes are attractive?"
Huchichichi~
The record player laughed repeatedly: "You don't have any eyes, you obviously painted them with rouge!"
"What's wrong with the painting? Doesn't it look good? I have a face, and you don't even have room to paint it!"
During these days, the tip of Hong Ying's spear has become more and more rounded, not as cold as before, and has a slight blood color. If you don't look carefully, it really looks like a human face.
The record player snorted coldly: "What's the rush? If you try a few more times, I can do it!"
Hong Ying smiled and said: "You have tried so many times and learned a lot of useless skills, but you can't even grow a single hair."
The record player didn't care much: "What's the point of having so much hair?"
"How can you say it's useless?" Hong Ying took a comb and combed it carefully, "Without this hair, how can I still look like a woman?"
Gauntlet lowered his voice and said to Tang Dao: "You can comb your hair with a spear in front of the mirror. How scary is that?"
Hong Ying raised her foot and kicked her glove on the wall.
Tang Dao took a few steps back, laughed dryly and said, "General Hong's hair is beautiful, and I think it looks very good!"
Hong Ying took the comb and said to the record player: "I tell you, not only do I have hair on my bald head, I also have hair on other places!"
The record player sneered: "What? You have a beard?"
"Wicked woman, just keep your mouth venomous. I'll seduce your man away in two days and see if you feel any pain."
"Bitch, you have to have that ability too."
"Why don't you have this ability? I have everything now. I'll grow a mouth in two days. I can eat, drink, and defecate. I'm such a beautiful woman. Isn't it much better than a machine like you?"
"Let's see how capable you are! I'll tear your face apart right now!"
A cloud of steam rushed over, and the hot tip of the gun turned red.
Hong Ying didn't show any weakness and stepped forward to fight with the record player.
Li Banfeng pushed the door open and walked in. He quickly twisted the needle of the record player, let go of Hong Ying's hair, and said softly: "Hey, my husband, you're back!"
"Back!" Li Banfeng hugged the record player and became intimate for a while.
Hong Ying also stepped forward to greet Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng avoided Hong Ying and lay on the bed.
No matter how much Hong Ying had changed, Li Banfeng acted as if he hadn't seen it. Hong Ying really couldn't understand this.
Warm steam surrounded Li Banfeng, and the record player asked with concern: "My dear husband, was it hard to travel to Xindi?"
"It's not that hard, it's just..." Li Banfeng didn't know how to start.
It's a day's journey, and I haven't reached it after ten days of walking.
In the evening, everyone camped in the wilderness. Li Banfeng found an opportunity to go back to his home and travel with people who were not traveling monks. It was really painful for Li Banfeng.
"Mr. Xindi, there is no distinction between black and white. Staying for a long time will make people forget the time. Some weirdos will take this opportunity to harm people.
Take Mengde with you and take a look at it from time to time to remind yourself, at least don't forget to go home."
"Bring a calendar card with you?" Li Banfeng looked at Mengde's size and still felt it was inconvenient.
"It doesn't matter, I just need to change it for my husband."
"What do you want to change, madam?" Meng De was trembling with fear.
"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all." A cloud of steam covered the month plate, and as the steam swirled around, the month plate began to twist and deform.
Mengde cried out sadly: "Madam, please spare me, this is too scary!"
"You bitch, I'll tear your mouth apart if you cry again!" The record player was transformed for half an hour, integrating Meng De's and Li Banfeng's pocket watches into one.
"Ms. sir, please open it and take a look."
Li Banfeng opened his pocket watch and found Mengde shivering on the dial.
"Mr. Sir, please pull the handle of the watch and try it."
Li Banfeng pulled the handle of the watch, and the pocket watch expanded in all directions and turned into a calendar card.
"Madam, how did you do that?" Li Banfeng was very surprised.
Huchihuchi~
The record player laughed and said, "Ms. sir, this is a little slave's new trick."
"This doesn't look like a small trick, this is a craftsmanship technique, right?" Li Banfeng was very sure that Ogawazi couldn't do this.
"Hey sir, my little slave has learned a lot of new tricks, and some of them are really useful to me."
Hong Ying sneered and murmured: "What's the point of showing off? I still can't learn what I want to learn most!"
PS: Did you learn this all from me?
Chapter completed!