Seven: The Dust Settles (Revised)
Gu Qinglian walked out of the space, looked around, and continued to walk without changing her face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIt's a pity that her Qinglian sword is broken, otherwise with the vajra mantra left by the Buddha on the sword, it is difficult to hurt her in this world, not ordinary.
But then again, what should we do if we don't have food at home? Gu Qinglian racked her brains and recalled the things in her memory. But she didn't come up with anything, Gu Qinglian patted her head, her means as an immortal monarch can't be used, it's better to digest Gu Qinglian's memory!
Gu Qinglian entered the forest, found a big tree and ran up, sitting cross-legged on the branch to digest her memory.
After a while, Gu Qinglian opened her eyes, and the currencies that were now in circulation in the world were gold, silver, copper coins, and silver tickets. Generally speaking, the annual expenses of ordinary people in cities and towns are twenty or thirty taels of silver, and in remote villages, it is even less, often only ten taels of silver a year.
Now she has to earn money if she wants to live a better life, Gu Qinglian clenched her fists to earn money, earn money! Looking back, she should be able to buy a lot of money for a Buddha statue or a set of dressing boxes, right?
When Gu Qingxi woke up, it was already sunset, and at this time, Gu Qinglian hadn't come back yet, but Yuan Xiu had come.
Yuan Xiu didn't see where Gu Qinglian was, so he had to come and ask Gu Qingxi: "Little friend, where is Miss Qinglian?" ā
"My sister said that she went out to find food, and she hasn't come back yet. Didn't the Taoist see her? Gu Qingxi replied.
"Nope." Yuan Xiu shook his head.
"You're looking for me? What to do? Gu Qinglian's voice came from outside the door, and the two of them looked out together.
There were many prey hanging on the stick on Gu Qinglian's shoulder, and there were many wild fruits in the simple bag woven with rattan grass in her hand, many of which Gu Qingxi had never seen.
Gu Qinglian put her things outside the door and entered the door with the "wild fruit". Well, this is not a wild fruit, this is the fruit she picked from the space, and when she came back, she not only picked the fruit, but also cut down a few hundred-year-old trees and put them in the space to prepare for turning back and carving.
Gu Qinglian handed the fruit bag to Gu Qingxi and asked him to take it to wash, then turned around and invited Yuan Xiu to sit down: "Dao Chief, but what I asked for has come to fruition?" ā
Yuan Xiu nodded: "I have already found out that Ling Zun was not killed by monsters, but more like he was poisoned." ā
Poisoned to death? Gu Qinglian nodded: "What about my mother?" ā
"The cause of death is unknown." Yuan Xiu shook his head, it didn't look like it was poisoned, and there was no demonic energy, the whole person seemed to be asleep.
Gu Qinglian was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "Like asleep?" Is there any poisoning? Is that the Gu art of the Wu Clan? Or head lowering? Gu Qinglian was a little puzzled, "It can't be the head-lowering technique, the people of those tribes want to come here unless they cross the ocean." Then it's the witch clan's Gu magic! But who of the Wu people would come here if nothing happened? "Could it be that it has something to do with her mother? In Gu Qinglian's memory, her mother was a mysterious person, very gentle, but she would often ignore the existence of this person, which was a bit weird.
Yuan Xiu heard Gu Qinglian say so much, and he was confused: "What is Gu Technique?" ā
Gu Qinglian replied while thinking about things: "In the southwest of the Central Plains, there are still some primitive tribes, they believe in nature, and outsiders collectively call them the Wu Clan. The Gu art in the Wu clan is a mysterious ancient divine art, and they achieve their purpose by breeding Gu worms. The people of the Wu tribe are very hostile to outsiders, they are isolated from the world, and they do not allow their people to come out or enter. "But this is news from a thousand years ago, could it be that after a thousand years, the laws of the Wu clan have changed?
The more Yuan Xiu listened, the more surprised he became: "There is still such a race in the world, and it is so narrow that the poor Dao has a narrow vision. ā
Gu Qinglian's flat mouth without a trace, nonsense, she ran around the world in order to find delicious food, but she didn't know many things in this world, like what kind of witch clan this is not a secret, some races live in places that have not yet been discovered.
"Girl, this matter is over, and the poor road is gone. The task given to the poor road by the family teacher, the poor road has not been completed, and he should leave early! Yuan Xiu paused and said goodbye to Gu Qinglian.
Gu Qinglian was not surprised, and nodded: "I will meet if I am fated, and I wish the Taoist chief a smooth journey." ā
Yuan Xiu got up to salute and turned to leave. Gu Qingxi came in with the washed fruit at this time: "Dao Chief, are you leaving?" Sister. ā
"Take a few fruits for the Dao Chang Road to eat, and let him go." Gu Qinglian shook her head.
"Dao Chief, here you go." Gu Qingxi nodded and gave all the washed fruits to Yuan Xiu.
"Thank you!" Yuan Xiu smiled, thanked him, took the fruit, and left here.
Gu Qinglian watched him leave, frowning a little distressedly, now that the dust has settled, then the next thing is to concentrate on making a fortune.