In the tea shop, the storyteller was cleaning up the broken table, he heard someone come in and said, "Guest officer, I'm sorry, it's not convenient to do business today, if you want to drink tea and listen to books, please come back tomorrow morning." ”

He got up and saw that it was Hua Sitong, and was stunned: "Flower girl, why are you?" Didn't you go back with the people of the Ji family? ”

"I haven't gotten the fortune-telling money yet, how can I be willing to go back." Hana Sitong walked over to help him pick up the stool on the ground.

The storyteller took out the 1,000 taels of silver tickets from his arms: "Oh, here you go." ”

"Say that as long as one hundred taels, it will only be one hundred taels, and the more is yours." Hana Sitong pushed the silver ticket back.

"I don't feel at ease when I get so many silver taels for no reason." Mr. Storyteller has never seen so much money since he was born, and even if he opens a tea shop for another twenty years, he will not earn a thousand taels of silver.

Hua Sitong felt that he was too honest, but unfortunately this world was not suitable for honest people to live, but it was a good thing for her: "In this case, you give me two hundred taels of silver, and the remaining eight hundred taels should be the silver money for renting the land in your backyard." ”

The storyteller wondered, "What are you renting land in my backyard for?" ”

"Grow vegetables."

"Growing vegetables?" Mr. Storyteller didn't believe it, and felt that Hua Sitong was looking for a reason to stuff a silver ticket to him: "It's not that you don't know that today's soil can't grow anything at all, and you rent it for nothing." ”

Hua Sitong didn't talk nonsense with him, got up and went to the backyard.

The backyard of the tea shop is about two acres in size, and it is very spacious. There is a large flower bed in the southeast, northwest and northwest corners of the yard, but unfortunately due to soil problems and long-term snowfall, only three withered tea trees are planted in the east corner flower bed.

Hua Sitong picked up the iron fork on the side and walked to the tea tree, patted the snow falling on the tea tree, and then shoveled away the surrounding snow.

Seeing that she was so serious and looking like she was really going to do a big job, the storyteller walked over and asked, "Do you really want to grow vegetables?" But now it's a snowy day, and if you want to plant, you should wait for the weather to warm up before planting. ”

Hua Sitong squatted down and touched the bottom of the tree's roots, and used his spiritual power to explore the rhizomes underground, and found that the rhizomes under the ground still had vitality, but the soil and climate problems made it unable to grow: "It can still be fed." ”

"Can you still feed?" The storyteller thought she was making a joke on him: "No way." They have withered for years, how can they still survive? ”

Hua Sitong didn't explain either, and gave the tea tree spiritual power.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Mr. Storyteller actually saw that the withered tea tree that she touched had regained a trace of greenery.

He looked at Hua Sitong with a look of surprise: "Flower girl, are you a spirit master?" ”

This world is divided into four kinds of people, namely mortals, martial artists, awakened masters, and spirit masters.

Mortals are ordinary people, with no internal strength and no cultivation.

In the eyes of the Martial Masters, Awakened Masters, and Spirit Masters, they are a group of powerless people who can take the lives of mortals with just one finger.

Because a martial artist has kung fu and internal strength, however, it is possible to become a real powerhouse if you need to cultivate martial arts from elementary school. Of course, it depends on whether you have the qualifications to learn martial arts, otherwise there will be no mortals in this world.

The awakening master is different from the martial artist, the awakening master can awaken the ability of demons, demons, ghosts, and gods, which seems to be a very powerful existence, but it also depends on how much power the awakened master awakens, if the awakened master only awakens a very small power, it will only be no different from ordinary people.

Therefore, there are not as many Awakening Masters as Martial Masters, and even fewer Spirit Masters, with less than 50,000 people.

Spiritual masters need to have spiritual veins from birth to cultivate spiritual power, they are the nemesis of the awakened master and also the savior of people, if there is no spiritual master in this world, can use spiritual power to revive and plant flowers and trees, etc., everyone is afraid that they will never have the opportunity to see these things again, and future generations will no longer be able to know what flowers and trees are.

"Spirit Master?" Hua Sitong thought for a while and said, "Sort of." ”

She was a spirit master in her last life, which is one of the reasons why everyone fears her.

But before she died, her cultivation was completely absorbed by Hua Siyue, and she was in a state of soul, and she had no spiritual veins, nor did she cultivate, she relied on her soul to cultivate a body of spiritual power, and then she explored many spiritual master exercises through the detailed description in the content of "Chengshen Lu", and now her recovery ability is one of the exercises learned from the book.

When she was sucked into the book, a body of cultivation exercises was also brought over.

Mr. Storyteller was a little puzzled: "Since you are a spirit master, why are you still being bullied in the City Lord's Mansion?" They should treat you as an ancestor. ”

Hana Sitong did not answer his words.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Mr. Storyteller didn't ask more, put away his surprise, changed the topic and said: "Now that the old city lord is back, your good days have come, and no one in the city lord's mansion will dare to bully you in the future." ”

A hint of mockery flashed in Hua Sitong's eyes: "Not necessarily." ”

Others may not know, but she knows very well that what Ji Mingxian did before was done to Xiong Gang, in order to let Xiong Gang know that he is an honest person, and he is a person who really treats the guards' families as their own, and the guards will swear allegiance to him.

Back then, Ji Mingxian brought Hua Sitong back to Ji's house, and announced that Hua Sitong would be his eldest son's child daughter-in-law, which also had such a purpose, and he didn't really treat the child daughter-in-law as his own person.

In the future, once there is a better candidate to help him complete the big cause, he will immediately abandon the child daughter-in-law and let Ji Lingjian marry her as another wife.

In "Chengshenlu", Ji Mingxian did this, and the child daughter-in-law would die more or less because of him, so Ji Mingxian is a selfish and power-oriented big bastard, who uses all kinds of means to unify the cities and claim the emperor.

Mr. Storyteller didn't want to know too much about the City Lord's Mansion to attract death, so he turned around and went back to the lobby to clean up the table that was broken by Ji Ling'an.

After Hua Sitong revived the other two tea trees, he arranged a formation around the four flower beds, which not only allowed everyone to not see the real situation of the flower beds, but also prevented everyone from entering the formation enchantment, and also played a role in keeping warm, so that the tea trees could grow better.

With everything done, she stood up and said, "Come out." ”

Then, a golden light appeared in front of Hua Sitong, and a thick book appeared out of thin air, with the cover reading: Chengshenlu