Chapter 170: A Thousand Shots (Medium)

Jing Lian is now like a rich man holding a huge golden rice bowl, and this priceless golden rice bowl does not contain a grain of rice. My aunt who was hungry screamed, but she had nothing to eat. Not to mention that Xiang Jin, the ancestor of the Long House, is unreliable, but if you are careful, you will also prepare some cultivation resources for Jing Lian that cultivators need.

On this day, the little girl Jia Mei seemed to ask inadvertently: "Sister Jinglian, I see that you are not like on TV, you are not connected to kung fu, just sit there every day and frown, is this how you came up with martial arts?"

Jing Lian smiled: "Little sister, I can tell you now, what I practice is not martial arts, but, forget it, you don't understand it, it's just that this place is really not suitable for cultivation, plus, alas, you don't understand it, what I'm thinking about now is to let you go to school to continue studying." ”

Jia Mei hurriedly hugged Jing Lian's arm and shook it: "Sister Jing, I don't go to study, I want to be with you, no matter where you are, I will go to serve you." ”

Jing Lian smiled: "Silly boy, if I go to the Shennongjia Primeval Forest, will you go with me?"

Jia Mei's eyes flashed: "Sister Jing is going to Shennongjia? I have heard of it, and it is said that there are still wild people." But what does Sister Jing do in that place? If it's okay to travel, what will you eat there when you are good at living?"

Jing Lian looked at Jia Mei: "Little sister, how do you know that I want to live there permanently?"

Jia Mei's eyes seemed to flash a trace of panic: "I guess, and besides, I feel that Sister Jing's martial arts are completely different from those on TV, but they are a bit similar to those immortals." The first few times those hooligans came to make trouble, Sister Jing just stretched out a finger, and from such a distance, they actually rolled on the ground and cried and shouted for mercy, isn't this what only immortals can do? Is Sister Jing an immortal?"

There was a heavenly immortal in the two rows of rooms, that is, the one sent to the ancestor of the family, who was using his divine sense to probe Jing Lian's place, he heard Jia Mei's words, he couldn't help but laugh, and said in his heart, this little girl who doesn't have a trace of cultivation or cultivation of immortals is really careful. It's a pity, she had a good qualification, but she was too old, and if she was ten years earlier, it would be good to accept her as an apprentice.

This Jia Mei can be regarded as a talented person, but she is far from being compared with Jing Lian. Even if Jing Lian is middle-aged, as long as her talent does not degenerate, she can still cultivate truth and immortals. But Jia Mei now has no hope of cultivating his true life, even if he forcibly cultivates, he can only cultivate to the early stage of qi cultivation at most, and he will only live a few years longer than ordinary people.

Jing Lian also smiled when she heard Jia Mei's words: "Little sister, now I don't want to hide it from you." What I am cultivating is really not martial arts, but cultivating the truth. Therefore, you need to go to a place where the air is better to cultivate. Although there are thoughts of mine here, it is really not suitable for cultivation. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'm going to send you to school today. ”

Jia Mei was stunned: "Sister Jing leaves every day? Then I will also go with my sister, I will not go to school." I don't have any relatives here, and wherever my sister goes, Xiaomei will follow her. After speaking, he threw himself into Jing Lian's arms and cried.

Jing Lian touched Jia Mei's head pityingly: "It's a pity, if I met you a few years ago, maybe you could have cultivated the truth, but now that you are too old, even if you cultivate, no matter how hard you suffer, you can only linger at the door of the cultivation of the truth." It's better to study hard and have a good future in the future. ”

Jia Mei simply lied: "Sister Jing, you don't dislike me, do you?

Jing Lian shook her head helplessly: "Little sister, you think too much." If you really decide to come with me, go to the vegetable market now and buy some vegetables and rice. If you like meat and fish, buy more. Let them pull it over with a cart and buy a thousand catties of each. Eat it first, and I'll figure it out later. ”

Jammeh opened his mouth in surprise: "Buy a thousand catties of everything? How can we take it? Even if we can check it, we can't enter the mountain when we get to that place, and these things can't be stored for a long time, they will deteriorate quickly." ”

Jing Lian smiled: "I have my own way, you can do what I say." ”

Jia Mei walked out of the room with a puzzled face, and in her hand was a bag given to her by Jing Lian, which contained a thick stack of 100 yuan yuan. Neither Jing Lian nor the Heavenly Immortal who had begun to close his eyes and cultivate had noticed that the surprised expression on Jia Mei's face, who had just walked out of the room, had disappeared cleanly. In its place, there was an inexplicable look of anxiety.

In the vegetable market, Jammeh did not go to buy vegetables and grain first, but was nervously looking for someone. Finally, at a stall selling rice, she seemed to see the person she was looking for.

"Auntie, I want a thousand catties of rice, the best of this kind. In a while, you will ask someone to send me to No. 26 in the East Fourth Row, this is a deposit, hurry up, I will go to Shennongjia tomorrow, I won't lie to you. I'm really going to go. These rice are to be eaten in Shennongjia. "Jammeh is like a cheerful little girl who is teasing this aunt.

"You kid, nonsense, what kind of Shennongjia, do you think I don't know? Just you can wear down a bag of rice on your back, and you can still pay a thousand pounds? Go home and play." I've got business to do. The aunt replied with a smile, no one noticed, her eyes flashed, and then changed to a smile.

Jia Mei was a little anxious: "Who is joking with you, believe it or not, this is the money of a thousand catties of rice, send it to me quickly, if you don't sell it, I will find someone else." Her little mouth was so high that she looked like she was really angry.

"Okay, I'm angry about this little thing, I don't care what you do when you buy rice. Just give me money, and I'll sell you as much as you want. He took the money from Jammeh. The aunt tapped Jammeh's palm hard.

Subsequently, Jammeh began to carry out a sweep operation in the wet market.

An hour later, after the delivery man left, Jing Lian collected the last 1,000 catties of mutton. Jammeh was dumbfounded. She only saw Jing Lian wave her hand, and the 1,000 catties of rice that she had sent first disappeared. Then there are grains such as flour and fish, meat and vegetables, all of which are waiting for the delivery of people to wave their hands and put them into the storage rings as soon as they go out.

Seeing that Jia Mei seemed to be shocked, Jing Lian smiled and said, "Little sister, I will tell you some things about the cultivation realm in the future, now you go to make something to eat, and we will leave for Shennongjia at night." ”

"Ah, go to Shennongjia at night?" Jammeh was even more surprised when he heard this.

Seeing Jia Mei's expression, Jing Lian breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, maybe this child is really fine? Originally, she always had a bad premonition, and Jia Mei, the little girl who suddenly appeared in her life, seemed to be a little abnormal. Her mind was too calm to accept strange things. Although her expression was so in line with her age and experience, Jing Lian still felt an abnormality. It's an inexplicable feeling.