Chapter 9 Sacrificing the ego for the sake of the villa

As soon as the courtyard door opened, I subconsciously took a breath, the smell of blood, but with a faint sweetness.

Just taking a breath, Xiao Dao felt that the hot blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and he instinctively felt that his cultivation had improved slightly.

"Blood ginseng." Xiaodao saw a few blood-red ginseng plants in the blood-red earth in the courtyard, and a vague memory appeared in his mind.

This seems to be a good thing, it can improve cultivation, comparable to a panacea.

"Yes, this is blood ginseng, as long as you can bring the essence blood of a beast's whole body, I will give you a ten-year blood ginseng, you are now a martial artist, a ten-year blood ginseng nourishment, enough to be worth your three months of penance, the entire villa, only you have this qualification, of course, the premise is that you are the owner of this village, don't make trouble for me."

As he spoke, the old farmer stretched out his hand, and the housekeeper respectfully handed over a sign.

"If you don't understand, you can ask the housekeeper! Whether the position of the owner can be stable, it depends on your ability. The old farmer was meaningful, so that the knife immediately understood that the owner was not so easy to be.

The housekeeper introduced the situation in the villa to the knife, the normal operation of the villa, then it must be guaranteed, if it can't be done, it is not qualified to be the owner of the village, those can be operated, how to operate, it depends on yourself, don't cause others to be dissatisfied.

Seeing this, the old farmer turned around and walked out.

"Oh no! Oh no, the second lady is dead. "There was a scream, and someone was running towards it in the distance.

"What?" When the old farmer heard this, his face changed greatly.

"The last hope! I'm not reconciled. ”

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, everyone immediately panicked.

The knife was busy, and it took a long time for the old farmer to be settled on the bed and checked.

Furious, he should wake up after a while.

But it will be difficult to fully recover, after all, the owner is old.

After hesitating again and again, considering that the old farmer had been stimulated and injured his body recently, the housekeeper finally made up his mind and directly gave the old owner a piece of century-old blood ginseng.

In order to take out this hundred-year-old blood ginseng, the housekeeper alarmed the only three elders in the villa and obtained the consent of the three elders.

These three elders, Xiaodao actually knew each other.

The two people sitting cross-legged next to the Xuanyin Well, as well as the old man of the Wujing Pavilion.

They don't leave either place all year round.

……！

There is a strange death on the second lady's side, and it is said that the whole person has turned into a dried corpse! With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The owner was still in a coma, and the housekeeper settled here, not daring to slack off, and hurriedly led people to walk over there in a hurry.

The knife followed, slower and slower, watching the butler and his party leave in a hurry, and soon disappeared.

Then he ran straight back again.

At this time, there were two guards in front of the door of the owner's inner room, and the knife was directly blocked.

No one is allowed to enter except the housekeeper, let alone his own grandson, even when his own son comes.

"What about this!" Knife took out the token.

The two were stunned for a moment, thinking that the housekeeper had just lent it to him, and immediately let go.

Knife goes in and closes the door.

"Old man, get better quickly, I'll give you a massage, it's good for your body." The knife tried to squeeze the tears, but he couldn't squeeze them out.

Crying and mourning, he touched the unconscious old man.

Saying so much, I was naturally afraid that the old man would wake up suddenly.

The knife muttered about a massage or something like that, and it was really massaged, but the other hand touched the old owner's pocket from time to time, and the corner of the collar.

There were small bottles in the pockets, as well as tokens that seemed to be jade.

The knife looked at it carefully, especially the small bottle, and was a little excited, but finally put it back quickly.

At this time, it was determined that the old man would not wake up for a while, and then he set his eyes on the old man's face.

The old farmer who had vomited blood turned pale, but at this time, his face was a lot more ruddy, and a faint fragrance emanated from his mouth.

Xiao Dao looked at it and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, "Amitabha, grandpa, I don't think you are disgusting, it's all for our Zhuangzi, if you are not there, Zhuangzi will rely on me, and I can only protect our villa if I am strong." ”

"I'm so great, how can I even be touched by myself."

Muttering, the knife directly reached out and took out the piece of blood ginseng from the old owner's mouth.

The hundred-year-old blood ginseng looks only a little dimmer than just now, it is still blood-red and blood-red, exuding a strange fragrance.

Just looking at it makes my mouth water.

But it was really ...... to pull it out of an old man's mouth!

"The big husband has a big deal, and he must be informal."

"No, it's for the sake of the villa, sacrificing the ego."

"I'm so great."

At this time, the knife had already obtained information about blood ginseng.

Ordinary wild ginseng is just the most common tonic herb, but if it is poured with fresh blood, most of it will die, and a small part will survive, absorb the essence of the blood, and become red all over the body, which is blood ginseng.

Blood ginseng is a good thing to replenish qi and blood, but that is only for ordinary people, especially quasi-martial artists who have not broken through after the age of eighteen.

The lifespan of ordinary blood ginseng is more than ten years, as long as it exceeds ten years, it will often be burned to death if it is poured with the blood of fierce beasts or warriors, but there are always 12 out of 10 who can survive and adapt to this level of essence blood.

This is ten years of blood ginseng, which is naturally valuable, and it is the best auxiliary product above the martial artist, especially the martial artist who has just broken through, one can improve the cultivation for three years.

This kind of blood ginseng has a lifespan of 100 years, and in the same way, after a hundred years, it is watered with the blood of a fierce beast that is more terrible than a fierce beast and can only be defeated by the owner alone, and it can be imagined that it is precious.

Even for innate masters, it is an extremely useful tonic.

With the strength of the Three Peerless Mountain Villas, it is basically impossible to kill the fierce beasts, let alone cultivate a hundred years of blood ginseng.

It's definitely hard to come by.

The knife gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

And suck.

Resisting the temptation of instinct, he did not swallow it, but sucked it hard and instigated.

All eighteen kinds of martial arts were displayed.

I didn't swallow it, but there was a trace of hot air oozing out of my mouth, nourishing my body.

Everywhere he passed, there was a scorching pain, this is that he is just a small body of Wu, and it is difficult to bear such a big supplement.

Drop: Relevant data collected.

Goldfinger also came into full swing at this time.

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