Chapter 190: Wanjiazhuang

On the third day after Emperor Qianwei left, Lin Dong posted the new surname of the colorful bed.

It can make people fall asleep as quickly as possible, and it can also make people start dreaming after falling asleep and stay awake in their dreams. Such a magical guest room is unheard of not only in Qiufeng Mansion, but also in the entire Lingnan County.

As Lin Dong expected, the surname of being able to stay awake in dreams, although good dreams and nightmares may be encountered, is very attractive to many large families. Although the price of twenty taels of silver is a little higher, it is not impossible to try it and stay for three or two days.

The experience points of the Colorful Bed began to increase again the day after the announcement was posted.

Sixteen miles south of the city, in Wanjiazhuang, Lin Dong stopped outside the gate, accompanied by Ren Qingsong.

The inn will reach full value in a short time, and if the upgrade mission goes smoothly and there are no surprises with the new surnames added to the inn system, the small vegetable garden will also come out.

In addition, the two ten thousand red fruits have already fallen into the stomach, and if you still want it, you can only come to this Wanjiazhuang.

Lin Dong stepped forward, and through the gap in the closed fence gate, he could vaguely see that the two family members inside were basking in the sun not far away.

knocked on the fence door, and the chaotic sound came out, and the eyes of the two family members immediately moved over, and when they saw Lin Dong and the others, they hurriedly got up and greeted them.

"Dean Ren, why are you here?"

The family obviously knew Ren Qingsong, so he hurriedly opened the fence gate and invited the two of them in.

"Trouble spread to Dean Wan, Ren Qingsong came to visit." Ren Qingsong said with a smile.

"Dean Ren, please wait in the lobby." One of the housekeepers hurriedly led the two to a house in front of them, while the other ran towards the grove on the side.

Arriving at the lobby, the family served tea, and after waiting for a long time, an old man covered in mud and his trousers was lifted high, revealing a pair of bare feet. Looking at the dress and bronzed face, no one would suspect that this was an old farmer.

Seeing the old man, Ren Qingsong stood up and arched his hand: "Xiaguan has seen Dean Wan. ”

Lin Dong also hurriedly stood up: "Lin Dong has seen Dean Wan!" ”

"Bringing other guests with you?" When Wan Cuilin saw Lin Dong, he was slightly stunned, then bowed slightly, and then smiled at Ren Qingsong: "Old man Ren, what wind blew you over?" ”

"This time, I have a request for Dean Wan." Ren Qingsong's body bowed slightly, in his life, the biggest thing he wants is to be an official and a big official. Although he is only a martial artist and belongs to Tianwei Pavilion, he also abides by the respect and humility of officialdom.

"Seeing that you brought a little friend here, I guessed that you must not have anything good." Wan Cuilin smiled heartily, came to the first place and sat down, and said with a smile: "Say, what do you want?" I can declare first, don't even think about high-level spiritual materials, last time I was asked for two ten thousand red fruits, I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, and now I am distressed. If you want high-level spiritual materials, let alone old friends for decades, you can't do it with my own father. ”

Ren Qingsong smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "This time, Xia Guan really came to ask for high-level spiritual materials. ”

Wan Cui Lin snorted, stood up suddenly, and in the dumbfounded eyes of the two, the spiritual power suddenly surged all over the body, and his legs bent slightly, and then turned into a gray shadow, which passed out of the hall in an instant.

"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to water the popular flower, you wait a minute, I'll come back when I go!"

In the distance, Wan Trilin's voice came.

Lin Dong was stunned, this kind of hospitality is not good.

"Lin Dong, this trip, I'm afraid I'm going to run away in vain." Ren Qingsong stroked his long beard and said with a wry smile: "I ran away as soon as I opened my mouth, and it was not easy." ”

Lin Dong had a headache and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

"What else can I do? You can't just come and leave. Ren Qingsong pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Either we are here and wait for him to come back, or we will go to find him." ”

"Then go find him!"

Lin Dong didn't hesitate, so far, the spiritual materials he had seen were limited to some low-level spiritual materials that could be made into dishes, but the high-level had only seen three kinds of Ten Thousand Red Fruits, Blue Blue Fruits, and Wind Spirit Grass. Wan Cuilin has been operating Wanjiazhuang for decades, and the area of cultivating spiritual materials may not be as good as that of the Alchemy Sect, but the varieties are not inferior at all, and it is a pity not to see it.

"Okay, come with me!" Ren Qingsong got up and stood up.

Lin Dong stood up and said with a slight hesitation: "Since Dean Wan attaches so much importance to spiritual materials, will we be upset if we venture to go to the plantation?" ”

"It's okay, as long as you don't pick his high-level spiritual materials. An old friend for decades, this little face is still there. ”

Ren Qingsong's face was relaxed, more than forty years ago, he and Wan Cuilin were divided from Tianwei Pavilion to the two county towns under the jurisdiction of Qiufeng Mansion, Ren Qingsong was Xilan City, and Wan Cuilin was Prosperity City. The two counties are adjacent to each other, and both of them are young people, and they don't have any family members, so they often go back and forth.

More than thirty years ago, Wan Cuilin was lucky, and the number of new martial artists in Prosperity City reached the number of promotions, and it happened that the director of the Autumn Wind City Martial Arts Academy died, and he was promoted to the head of the Fourth Rank Autumn Wind City Martial Arts Academy. The movement of the two has not decreased because of this, and after more than forty years, they can be regarded as friends, no matter how obsessed Wan Cuilin is in planting spiritual materials, he will not even guard against old friends.

After leaving the lobby, I asked a housekeeper, and after confirming the route of Wan Cuilin's escape, the two inquired while walking, Ren Qingsong was also a frequent visitor in Wanjiazhuang, and he didn't encounter anyone stopping him along the way.

Going deeper, strange flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, the main trunk is only the size of Chengren's arm, but the branches are comparable to a large bucket of spirit trees, the petals are red, yellow and blue, and when passers-by pass by, they will spray out sticky and strong juice spirit flowers, and some breeze will sway violently, and there is no wind to dance from side to side...... Although Ren Qingsong doesn't know much about spiritual materials, he has come to Wanjiazhuang, and he can also name and feature the spiritual materials in it.

Under the guidance of the family, the two came to a hut made of loess, and on both sides, several families were holding water scoops, slowly moistening the earthen house with water little by little.

"The one planted in it is called Yellow Shirt Grass, it seems to be a third-order spiritual material, it likes damp places, I heard that the effect can enhance qi, and if it is combined with other spiritual materials, it has a certain miraculous effect on the dantian that has not yet been formed after the breakthrough of the small realm."

Ren Qingsong, as always, introduced it as if he had heard it, and pushed open the wooden door of the small earthen house.

A cold and rotten aura came to his face, making Lin Dong have to hold his breath.

The earthen house is dark and damp, and the area is not large, only about a dozen square meters. In the middle, a small platform about five meters long and two meters wide is built out of loess, and on top of the small platform, there is a thick layer of charcoal ash, and more than a dozen blue-green plants, but the grass covered with a layer of pale yellow film on the outside hangs its head, as if it is napping.

Next to the small platform, Wan Cuilin carefully held a water scoop, and was carefully and concentrating on slowly pouring the water in the water scoop into the charcoal ash under a small grass.

After watering all the ten yellow shirt grasses and checking the growth one by one, Wan Cui Lin breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

turned his head to look, only to find Lin Dong and the others standing outside the door.

Wan Cuilin seemed to have forgotten about his previous escape, and asked happily, "How long have you been waiting?" ”

"Just here!" Ren Qingsong said respectfully.

"That's good, it's not too early." Wan Cuilin came out of the small earthen house and instructed the housekeeper on the side: "The guest from the village has come up, tell the kitchen, add a Bigu soup, and take out the jar of jade dew I have stored from the cellar." ”

The family nodded hurriedly and trotted all the way back.

Lin Dong just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Ren Qingsong with his eyes.

Lin Dong was helpless, but he also understood what Ren Qingsong meant, if Wan Cuilin ran away again, when he found someone, he estimated that lunch would have to be changed to dinner.

There was no way, Lin Dong had to temporarily put aside the purpose of this trip, and only asked Ren Qingsong about the strange flowers and herbs that could not be said to have medicinal effects along the way.

Wan Cuilin is quite talkative, Lin Dong asks everything he knows, and although he is polite, he still gets along well.

Back in the lobby, not long after, the family came to report, lunch has been prepared.

The three of them moved to the side hall again, and there were not many dishes, only six, which was a little less than that of ordinary banquet guests. But the dishes are good, five dishes and one soup, two of which are spiritual materials.

Seeing that Wan Cuilin was about to get up and pour the wine, Ren Qingsong took the first step, picked up the wine jar, lifted the mud seal, and filled a glass of crystal clear jade dew alone.

Wan Cuilin knew the surname of this old friend, smiled, and said to the soup bowl: "I won't persuade the wine, you are free, drink more of this soup, the third-order spiritual material is made of Bigu fruit, a bowl of belly, the effect of nourishing the heart and stomach is extraordinary, and the young man drinks it, and it is also very good for the kidneys." ”

"Bigu fruit? How did I forget this good thing. Ren Qingsong patted his thigh, looked at Lin Dong and said, "This Bigu fruit is of great use to you." ”

Lin Dong was puzzled: "What's the use?" ”

"Taking one piece of Bigu fruit can keep you from hunger or thirst for three days, but if you eat too much, the effect will slowly fade, and the effect can only reach one year. It's a pity that there is no alchemist, if you can refine the pill, there is no such restriction. Ren Qingsong said with a happy face: "Fortunately, it doesn't matter, anyway, you are only one small realm left from breaking through the spirit period, and the amount of three or five months is enough, and you can save a day or two of cultivation time." ”

Lin Dong was stunned, eating, drinking, and sleeping, for the sake of cultivation, sleeping was considered to be abandoned. If you give up the other four things, are you still human?

"Dean Wan, this Bigu fruit ......" Ren Qingsong immediately looked at Wan Cuilin again.

"If you want......" Seeing Ren Qingsong's expectation, Wan Cuilin hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll let Jiading pick forty or fifty for you later." ”

"Thank you Dean Wan for your kindness." Ren Qingsong hurriedly thanked him.

"What's polite, how many years of old friends, come to see me often in the future." Wan Cuilin hesitated for a moment, and added: "The premise is that you don't hit my spiritual material idea again." ”

Ren Qingsong smiled and didn't say anything...... Looking at the two brothers, Lin Dong was a little speechless, this Bigu fruit was delivered refreshingly enough, and he also gave out forty or fifty pieces in one go. The problem is, I didn't want it at all.

This time when he came to Wanjiazhuang, Lin Dong's target was the high-grade spiritual material seeds that Gu Huan Mountain had not collected. If you can, it's certainly better to bring some mature spiritual materials.

(To be continued)