Chapter 209: Self-hanging southeast branch

It contains a rich aura, could it be the legendary spirit stone?

Seeing the aura of solid existence for the first time, Cao Yi couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Yang Huting's eyes flashed with pride, stretched out his rough and dark hand, stroked the spirit stone covered with charms with a loving face, and asked, "Dao Chief, guess where this spirit stone came from?" ”

Sure enough, it's a spirit stone!

Cao Yi retracted his gaze, looked at Yang Huting with a smile and said, "There is a faint earthy smell on this spirit stone, it should not be long after it was dug up." ”

Yang Huting bowed his head and continued: "A month ago, something strange happened in an open-pit coal pit in the coal mine under the name of Zhang Yiyuan, a wealthy local businessman.

I learned the news by chance, and asked Dao Chang Ge to take a look, and he said that there were spiritual stone mines below, so I sent someone to see Zhang Yiyuan and proposed to buy the coal mine.

So, it took more than half a month, scraped together enough money, started construction the day before yesterday, just dug out a few broken spirit stones yesterday evening, a big python that can make a hole suddenly appeared, overnight, almost swallowed the spirit stone, leaving me only three. ”

"It's all people who have a mine at home."

Cao Yi whispered.

Yang Huting didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously: "Dao Chief, what are you talking about?" ”

"It's nothing" Cao Yi shook his head, glanced at the spirit stone and said, "Since the spirit stone is so hard-won, the poor road can't accept it." ”

Yang Huting pushed the spirit stone forward and said, "The contemptible people are talking about this to show the sincerity of the contemptible people, and the Taoist chief must not refuse." ”

"Okay"

Cao Yi reluctantly agreed.

A smile bloomed on Yang Huting's face.

"It's time for Poor Dao to do morning class, wait a minute."

Cao Yi got up and went to the shrine.

"Master, another gift hasn't been opened yet."

The female adjutant on the side, or Li Wanhua, spoke.

"I'll talk about it when the Taoist comes back."

Yang Huting said lightly.

Li Wanhua glanced at the cup of flower tea on the small wooden board, and said, "My subordinates are also a little thirsty."

Yang Huting reached out and picked it up and handed it to Li Wanhua.

Li Wanhua was stunned for a moment, and took it with some flattery.

While drinking, he would peek at Yang Huting from time to time.

One minute, two minutes...... After seven minutes, Li Wanhua, who drank very slowly, finally finished drinking.

Placing the cup back on the stone table, he stood back, his face serious again.

Ten minutes later, the silence was broken by the sound of water.

"Someone"

Li Wanhua quickly pulled out her gun, aimed at the earthen wall that Cao Yi had erected not long ago, and walked over slowly.

Yang Huting stood up, put his hand on the holster, and followed with a puzzled expression.

Through the small door of the earthen wall, an ordinary ancient well met the eyes of the two.

"Master, you stay where you are, I'll go over and take a look"

Li Wanhua said.

Then he cautiously walked to the ancient well, and was about to look inside.

With a bang, five-colored aura erupted. It was facing Li Wanhua's face.

With a flutter, Li Wanhua fainted and fell to the ground.

Yang Huting pulled out his gun, and then showed a suspicious expression: "When this gas and the corner of the spirit stone mine were dug out, the gas that came out seems to be spiritual energy." ”

At this moment, the five-colored aura fell little by little like a resurgence.

Yang Huting took two steps in three steps, walked quickly to the ancient well, looked inside, and in the next second, he showed a shocked expression, and the five-colored aura inside was already thick to a viscous state.

The multicolored bubbles kept getting bigger and bigger, and they seemed to be about to erupt again.

He hurriedly stepped back.

After taking less than seven steps back, the five-colored aura erupted again.

"My precious gift is probably not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Dao Chief."

Yang Huting smiled self-deprecatingly.

The words fell, there was a sound of rushing water, and a shadow flashed and disappeared.

Yang Huting rubbed his eyes and looked around.

On the branch of a jujube tree in the southeast, he saw a scene that surprised him even more.

A scared ginseng that looked old hung on it, swaying with the breeze, like a hanged person.

"Such a precious ginseng hangs on a tree like this."

Yang Huting once again had a new understanding of Cao Yi.

"Ahh

Li Wanhua, who was lying by the ancient well, suddenly sat up and looked around in a daze.

At the same time, the five-colored aura fell back again.

Yang Huting walked over quickly, picked up Li Wanhua by the waist, and walked out quickly.

Li Wanhua, whose body was jolting up and down, was stunned, and the master who had always been a cold-faced king actually hugged herself.

Soon, Yang Huting, who was holding Li Wanhua, returned to the stone table and sat down.

"You guys?"

Cao Yi, who had just come out of the morning class, looked at the two of them in amazement.

This era has been so open.

At this time, Li Wanhua was curled up in Yang Huting's arms, her cheeks crimson.

Just like modern society, dog couples who are in love with adultery.

"Ahh

Only then did Yang Huting realize that something was wrong and pushed Li Wanhua out.

The latter also reacted, stood up, tidied up a few times, and his expression returned to seriousness.

Yang Huting was embarrassed for a few seconds, his eyes fell on another gift in the small suitcase, and he diverted his attention and said, "The contemptible person has another gift for the Dao Chief." ”

After speaking, I don't know what to think, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed on my face.

"Oh, what is it?"

Cao Yi walked over with a smile.

Li Wanhua, who was on the side, didn't wait for Yang Huting to signal, bent down and picked up the wooden box containing the gift, put it on the stone table, and opened it.

A ginseng plant with a five- or six-hundred-year-old age lies quietly inside.

"This ginseng is"

Yang Huting said a few words, and the old and scary ginseng hanging on the branch just now suddenly came to his mind, and he didn't know how to say it for a while.

Cao Yi looked at Yang Huting suspiciously, why didn't he say it.

Li Wanhua saw that her master had stopped for some reason, so she explained: "This 500-year-old ginseng was bought by the master and an Englishman who participated in the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance when he was young, and it cost two hundred small goldfish. At present, the ginseng of this year on the market is no longer available. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Cao Yi with a suspicious look, as if to say, you don't seem to be worthy of this ginseng.

"Not bad"

Cao Yi subconsciously said.

Li Wanhua thought she had misheard, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Dao Chief, you may not have heard clearly, I'm talking about five hundred years." ”

"Hear me clearly"

Cao Yi looked at Li Wanhua and replied with a smile.

Li Wanhua has to say more.

Yang Huting's voice sounded: "Although this ginseng is young, it is contemptible. ”

Li Wanhua opened her mouth and looked at Yang Huting blankly.

Five hundred years ago, she heard it wrong, or the teacher was dizzy.

"The poor way is disrespectful"

Cao Yi didn't shirk like just now.

"The contemptible people will not disturb the Taoist chief, and in the evening, the contemptible people will send someone to pick up the Taoist chief."

Yang Huting said.

"Good"

Cao Yi bowed his head.

Yang Huting took Li Wanhua and left the Taoist temple.

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