Anne's eyes lit up, hey, there's a lot of fun!

After Anne crossed into An Niting, she did not relax her cultivation.

Because her previous belief was worth more than one million points, her relationship with the best system has changed qualitatively.

She has been promoted from a hard-working worker to a "shareholder". The Heavenly Dao system could no longer suppress her.

Anne's spirit is not only able to maintain its original appearance, but also blends in with the laws of the best world.

Anne finally realized what it means to do more with less.

With the same cultivation, she is now exceptionally smooth, and her progress is far greater than that of any other world in the past.

In just a few days, she was breathing into her body.

In half a month, she successfully built the foundation.

This is still the limited spiritual power of this world, and it is not a world of cultivating immortals, and there are restrictions on cultivating immortals or anything.

But Anne is a "shareholder", she has privileges, and she can still cultivate immortals, but the progress is not as fast as the real world of cultivating immortals!

Today's Anne, although she can't move mountains and seas and fly away, she can control people invisibly with her fingers.

It is not arrogant to say that Anne has absolutely no opponent in this time and space!

So, in the face of danger, Anne was not afraid, but was a little eager to try.

Well, it's good to have an accident, so that there will be an "adventure".

Anne's wish was not disappointed, and on this quiet night, she really had an "adventure".

"Villain Amon, thank you for saving me!"

The man who spoke was a man in his twenties, not tall, but unusually strong.

The skin is slightly dark, and the facial features also have some characteristics of ethnic minorities.

Not to mention the accent, which is not a standard official dialect with an obvious earthy accent.

"It's just a matter of saving you, you don't have to. ”

Anne said indifferently, "Listening to your accent, it doesn't look like a local?"

"The villain came from the southwest mountain people, a few years ago there was a drought, and the mountain could not stay any longer, so he went down the mountain. ”

Amon hung one arm, his face was bruised, and he said in a somewhat low tone, "We don't understand what is going on outside, we have suffered some losses, and we finally survived." I, I followed an acquaintance Han merchant out to do business this time, but I didn't expect to meet robbers......"

Anne only believed half of this.

Because she could see that Amon occasionally had a dodge in his eyes when he spoke.

It's an instinctive reaction to lying.

Anne even suspected that Amon might not be called Amun.

As for the ordinary mountain people, who were forced down the mountain in order to live, why did they follow the Han merchants out to learn to do business...... It's all a lie.

Looking at Amon's appearance and listening to his accent, he should be from the southwest, but judging by his temperament, he is by no means an ordinary person.

He should also be a person who lives in a wealthy family, and he may still be a wealthy N generation.

And what happened to meet the robbers, Anne wanted to hehe even more.

What kind of robber would only care about human life and not goods?!

Anne, who witnessed a fight, said it was not a robbery, but a proper assassination.

However, she and Amon Suwei have lived together, and they have just experienced the catastrophe of life and death, and it is normal to distrust her.

Anne didn't show a skeptical expression, but nodded a little sympathetically, "It's pitiful." So what's next for you?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Amon's eyes, but there was still a honest expression on his face, "When my injuries are better, I, I'll be ready to go back to the southwest." ”

"It's a coincidence, I'm also going to the southwest. Anne said in surprise and surprise.

Amon was a little wary in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Benefactor, you, are you going to the southwest to visit friends or—"

"My father traveled to the southwest when he was young, and he liked the beautiful scenery there, but he also sympathized with the ignorance of the poor people. ”

Anne said half-truthfully, "My father was a gentleman who taught hundreds of students during his lifetime. It's a pity that he died young, and before he died, he didn't forget to teach and educate people. ”

"I'm a woman, I didn't get the imperial examination, so I'm going to inherit my father's will——"

Amon is indeed not an ordinary mountain dweller, he has even studied in Fuxue.

He understands that those old pedants want to "educate the people" at every turn.

And the ethnic minorities in their southwest are the ignorant barbarians in the eyes of these people, and they need to be "educated".

Although Amon looked down on the sour and rotten spirit of those old pedants, he also knew that when it came to education, they were indeed selfless and worthy of respect.

The woman in front of her is only twenty years old, but she also has the desire to educate the barbarians, and she is not a good person.

She shouldn't have been sent by those people!

Amun's mind raced to think, and slowly, he became a little less wary of Anne.

"So the benefactor is a gentleman—"

"Don't call me a benefactor, if you want, you can call me Mr. An!"

When Anne spoke, she deliberately glanced at his injury, "I see that your injury is quite serious, and we are in the same destination, so you can just go with me." In this way, it is also convenient for you to recuperate!"

"Then thank you, oh no, thank you Mr. Ann!"

Amon had that in mind.

He wasn't sure if those men would come back to assassinate them, and his retinue had been killed, scattered, and there wasn't even anyone around to serve them.

With such an injury, it is impossible for him to return to the stockade safely on his own.

The Mr. An in front of him doesn't look like a bad person, and he should be able to trust one or two.

In this way, Anne took the first "horse boy", and her coachman was also found.

Well, although Amon was injured, he was not unable to move, and it was no problem to sit in front of him to catch a carriage.

At first, Amon just wanted to find someone to "escort" him back, but after following Anne for a while, he found that "Mr. Ann" was really a saint-like figure.

When I encounter a trapped person's home, I will always help him.

When she met a poor person who could not afford to see a doctor, she not only saw a doctor for free, but also left a decoction for her.

Seeing the young prostitutes who were kicked out of the brothel because of a dirty disease, she didn't even think it was dirty, and carried the person directly to her carriage.

It's not that Amon hasn't seen good people, but "good" to the extent of Mr. An, it's really too little.

Amun did not believe in the gods and Buddhas of the Han Chinese, but he also visited temples with his classmates.

For some reason, when I saw Mr. An personally wiping the body of the young prostitute, feeding medicine, and treating the wounds, he looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva on the lotus seat.

So holy, so compassionate, Amon felt that Mr. An's whole person was shining!

Of course, what amazed Amon the most was Mr. An's medical skills.

The terminally ill prostitute was actually rescued by Mr. An and completely recovered!

Oh my God, it's a hopeless disease, and if you get it, you can only wait to die, and it's no less terrible than the plague.

Mr. An took a few pills and was cured!

Seeing the young prostitutes whose faces were restored to their original and lively and vibrant, Amon's heart instantly became hot: their southwest snakes and insects were rampant, full of poisonous miasma, but they lacked medical treatment, if there could be a miracle doctor like Mr. An, then, then their village-