Hearing this, Chen Yang almost vomited blood.

I'll get you a ripe knotweed somewhere.

This herb is not ordinary.

Although it is not as good as the longevity immortal, it is not much worse.

Moreover, what Zong Muhua lacks is knotweed, if you give him a longevity immortal, he doesn't necessarily want it.

"Senior ......"

"There is no need to say much nonsense. ”

Zong Muhua interrupted him and said, "Either give me back a mature knotweed, or do something for me." ”

Chen Yang asked, "What's the matter?"

Zong Muhua said: "Go to the Shushan Sword Sect and get some things." ”

Shushan Sword Sect?

Jianghu sect?

The only time he had contact with the Jianghu Sect was a few days ago, in Shennongjia, he fought against the Bashan faction.

The first feeling that these Jianghu sects gave him was poverty.

In terms of poverty, there is no difference between Wang Xianzhi and Liang Shiwen, and Xianmen disciples like Liang Shiwen.

"No problem. Chen Yang responded.

Zong Muhua smiled: "Boy, do you think that I will let both of you go?"

"Don't be naïve, I'm not that stupid. ”

"Leave one, go one. ”

"I give you ten days, and after ten days, if you do not return with anything, those who remain will remain forever. ”

Chen Yang smiled: "What the predecessors said, this is as it should be." ”

He immediately asked, "But, when we go to the Shushan Sword Sect, why should people ask for what our predecessors want?"

Zong Muhua said: "The former head of the Shushan Sword Sect once owed me a favor, if I open my mouth, they will not refuse." ”

"Children of the rivers and lakes, re-trust, integrity, more important than life. ”

"Come with me. ”

Zong Muhua turned around and walked to the house and ordered, "Get a pen and paper." ”

Immediately, a demon came into the room to get a pen and paper, and carefully placed it on a table.

Zong Muhua wrote down a line of words, and Chen Yang quickly glanced at it.

What is written on the paper is a few polite words, and the latter is the point.

He hoped that the Shushan Sword Sect would be able to provide him with some medicinal herbs.

And what they have to do is mainly run errands.

When he was done, he folded the paper, stuffed it into an envelope, took out another jade pendant, and placed it on the table.

Then he looked at the two: "Which of you is going?"

"I'll go. Pang Songquan looked at Chen Yang: "It won't take ten days, three days at most, I will definitely come back." ”

Chen Yang has no opinion.

Zong Muhua said: "Take this letter and jade pendant, go to the Shushan Sword Sect, they will give you the medicinal materials, just bring the medicinal materials back." ”

Pang Songquan put away the things carefully, and then pointed to the sky with three fingers: "I, Pang Songquan, swear today that I will definitely handle the affairs of my predecessors well, if I don't return for a while, the sky will thunder!"

Chen Yang: "......"

Zong Muhua bowed slightly.

The monk must not swear indiscriminately, this young man is loyal and honest, not a man with a smooth head.

When he went, Zong Muhua was also relieved.

If Chen Yang is allowed to go, to be honest, he is not very relieved.

He doesn't like people like Chen Yang.

Too smart, too much thinking.

"I'm going. Pang Songquan didn't delay, just left.

He wanted to go early and come back early.

"Wait a minute. ”

Chen Yang shouted to him and turned around and said, "Senior, I'll talk to him." ”

Zong Muhua waved his hand, and the two walked away.

Chen Yang said in a low voice: "This trip to the Shushan Sword Sect, you must be careful......

"Why? It's just running errands. ”

"You ......" Chen Yang rolled his eyes: "Are you really stupid or stupid?" do you think it's as simple as running errands?"

"Or else?"

"Forget it, you don't know. After going down the mountain, call Wen Ziyuan, tell him about the situation, let him go with you, remember, be sure to let him follow you. ”

"Oh. Pang Songquan didn't really understand what Chen Yang was worried about.

But he nodded yes.

Chen Yang watched him leave, still a little worried in his heart.

Zong Muhua said it nicely, and the Shushan Sword Sect owed him a favor.

But this favor was owed by the previous head.

If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government.

People have come down from the head of the house, can they still count the favors they owe?

What's more, there are more than a dozen kinds of medicinal herbs written in his letter, and each of them is not an ordinary product.

If the Shushan Sword Sect is also as poor as the Bashan Sect.

Then Zong Muhua's behavior is tantamount to adding insult to injury.

is already a poverty-level Jianghu sect, and you still have to open your mouth to ask people for medicinal materials.

What do people think?

The most important thing is that Chen Yang is a little incomprehensible.

Running errands is such a simple thing, why doesn't he do it himself?

There is only one explanation.

It's not as simple as running errands.

However, with Wen Ziyuan following, the situation should not be too bad.

"Boy, come over for dinner. ”

Zong Muhua shouted.

"Thank you, senior. ”

"Don't thank me, I'll go wash the pot and wash the dishes after eating in a while. ”

“......”

I, Chen Xuanyang, have actually fallen to the point of washing pots and dishes?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and a smile squeezed out: "It should be." ”

After eating, Luoluo helped Chen Yang brush the pot and wash the dishes together, and Zong Muhua's face was a little dark when he saw this.

Chen Yang turned around and smiled at him from time to time, and that smile made Zong Muhua want to twist his head off and kick it as a ball.

My baby daughter, I myself was reluctant to let her into the kitchen, and today I actually helped him wash the pots and dishes!

Life in the wooded area is simple, boring and boring.

Chen Yang's private life is not rich, and he usually cultivates in addition to cultivating.

Today, after being full of wine and food, I didn't cultivate.

Instead, he talked and chatted with Luoluo, tied her braids, and gave her a good look at her hair.

Then tell her that she can make beautiful clothes, but there is no cloth.

The little girl looked in the mirror, with her beautiful braids, and her little face was smiling very happily.

has been circling around Chen Yang, as if he regards Chen Yang as a confidant big brother.

Zong Muhua sat on the ground of the medicine garden, watching Luoluo who was having a good time with Chen Yang, and suddenly felt very congested.

"You guys, go to the pot, add firewood and boil the water. ”

"Yes. ”

The demons didn't dare to ask more, so they hurriedly complied.

I wonder if the master is going to stew this human, right?

They are clearly overthinking.

After the water in the pot boiled, Zong Muhua threw the picked medicinal herbs into it one by one.

It was boiled until the afternoon, and the pot was already filled with a pot of rich medicinal soup.

"Ono, come here. Zong Muhua beckoned to the little chubby boy.

The little fat boy looked at the boiling pot and pouted, "Master......"

Zong Muhua pointed to the pot and didn't talk nonsense to him: "Jump in by yourself, don't let the teacher do it." ”

"Oh..."

So, under Chen Yang's stunned gaze, the transformed wild ginseng jumped into the pot at once.

Then came the chubby boy's screams and wails.

However, the demons on the side all looked at him with envy.

Chen Yang swallowed his saliva: "Luoluo, what is your brother doing?"

"My brother is cultivating. Luo Luo said: "Daddy said that my brother is weak and needs to practice diligently, otherwise he will be killed by thunder." ”

Chen Yang: "......"

Weak?

This little fat man has anything to do with the word weakness?

No kidding.

He's a wild ginseng!

Wild ginseng that has been transformed!

A ginseng whisker can make a normal man's lower body congested!

Do we have any misunderstanding of the word weakness?