After returning to the house, Wan Qing quickly plugged the door, and at the same time, as if he was not at ease, he found a wooden stick to hold the door against it, and then happily put everything he had obtained in front of him.

There were two things in total, one was the hairpin on the monk's head, and the other was the storage bag on his body.

This hairpin is black all over, and it is cool to the touch, but it is definitely not a magic weapon, because you can't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from it. Wan Qingping, who couldn't see the fame, put it aside for the time being, but this hairpin could be worn on the head of a foundation building monk is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Then Wan Qingping opened the storage bag again, although he didn't have a storage bag before, but the use of the storage bag Wan Qingping had already consulted others, and he also coveted this kind of thing that could contain the mesu, but he didn't expect to get one today.

Usually, the storage space of the lowest-level storage bag is only the size of one side, and if you buy it, you need more than 20 spirit stones. Although Wan Qingping spent a while in the ring to earn spirit stones in the ring two years ago, because there were no valuable items worth holding, and it was more important to buy pills first to increase cultivation than storage bags, so he had not purchased such easy-to-carry things.

Picked up the storage bag, and then looked into the weak divine sense, Wan Qingping now This storage bag storage space is not small, it is the size of a square, it can be regarded as a good storage bag. Then, as soon as his mind turned, he saw one thing after another fly out of the storage bag with the glow, and soon made the bed in a pile.

Wan Qingping looked at it fixedly, and suddenly smiled. There are a lot of things, a three-foot-long flying fork, a two-foot-long leaf-like magic weapon, a light leather armor made of unknown fish skin, but this leather armor has some blood stains on it, and there is a hole the size of a bowl in the chest, three books, a red stone the size of a canopy, two small porcelain bottles, a few pieces of clothing, and even a woman's clothes, seven wooden boxes, but there are talismans pasted on them, a porcelain jar, and a talisman is also pasted on the mud seal, a few pieces of jerky, a four-inch brand, on the book" Taoshan".

Wan Qingping was shallow, and he didn't know most of the items, but just that pile of shiny spirit stones made him feel that even if other items were garbage, this time it would be a lot of gain!

Tsai carefully counted twice, and there were as many as 766 spirit stones in total, and there were also 43 spirit shells. However, in Wan Qingping's current spirit stones, there are seven spirit stones that are obviously different from other spirit stones, as if they are more pure than other spirit stones, this is probably a medium-grade spirit stone that he has never seen!

After thinking for a while, Wan Qingping only left more than thirty spirit stones, then put the rest of the things back into the storage bag, and then hid them in a hidden small tree hole near his residence.

The reason why he did this was because according to Wan Qingping's guess, the monk who was stabbed by him was probably one of the two sides of the fight last night, because this bird place without a spiritual vein would not have other monks come at all on weekdays, Wan Qingping was afraid that this person's opponent was the person who fought with him last night and was looking for it nearby, so he didn't dare to leave the storage bag in the house to avoid getting into trouble when he got it.

After dealing with these, Wan Qingping rode on the thief and headed towards the Gan family, he wanted to report the news to the Gan family, if there was a monk from the Gan family who built the foundation to investigate, maybe the monk who was still nearby would be scared away, so that he would be safe.

However, halfway through the flight, Wan Qingping thought again, if that person was also seriously injured like the monk who was slaughtered by himself, or even died directly, if he reported to the Gan family, wouldn't he miss another opportunity?

Thinking about it, Wan Qingping finally got the upper hand with greed, even if the person was not dead or injured, there was no need to be too afraid, maybe the person would have left a long time ago. Even if the person didn't leave and found him, he had to pretend to be casual. He was just a third-level Qi cultivator, so what did he have to do with that dead monk? No one would have thought that he would be able to kill a foundation building monk!

After weighing the pros and cons, Wan Qingping turned around and flew back, and then flew at a very low altitude over the island on a skua gull, searching for another monk who might have been injured or fallen.

However, luck seemed to run out, until the skua gull's strength was exhausted, and Wan Qingping did not show up, and finally Wan Qingping had to return to his residence on foot, and the skua let it go to the sea to catch fish and shrimp to satisfy its hunger.

When he returned to the house after trekking for more than ten miles, Wan Qingping saw a thin man standing outside the house at this time, with an anxious look on his face, and this person was followed by an old man, who was the old man of Nakamura.

"What are you waiting for the two of you to do here?" Wan Qingping, who came closer, immediately asked.

"Immortal Master Qi, I wonder if 'Aunt Cui' has come to deliver food?" said Nakamura Elder immediately very respectfully.

Cui Gu is a little woman, Wan Qingping immediately understood the purpose of the two of them, but there was no wind on his face, and he looked unaware: "I didn't send food!" Because after eating last night, I told her that I would go to the clan today, so I don't need to deliver food this morning." What, could it be that something happened to Cui Gu?"

"Qi Qi Immortal Master, Cui Gu didn't return last night, and it's already afternoon, and I haven't seen any trace of it, so I came to ask the Immortal Master, I'm so disturbed!" Hearing Wan Qingping's answer, Su Lao glanced at the thin man, and then replied.

"Well, let's move the people in the village to look for it, I still expect her to cook!" Wan Qingping nodded and said.

"What the immortal master said is very true, since this is the case, then the little old man will retire first, but later the little old man will send another person to serve the immortal master's food and clothing!" Su Lao said, and the thin man opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After sending the two away, Wan Qingping realized that he hadn't eaten for almost a day, and he was just busy with things. But until now, I still don't feel hungry, can I eat even if I have money and feel happy?

In the evening, a twelve or thirteen-year-old handsome little girl came to Wan Qingping's residence with a big food box, and timidly whispered to Wan Qingping, who was reading by the waterhole: "The little girl Ping'er visits the immortal master, and I will serve the immortal master in the future!"

Wan Qingping looked at the little girl who seemed to be a little scared of him and smiled, he was not interested in this kind of hairy girl, so he kindly asked the little girl to serve him a meal, and when the meal was placed, he picked up chopsticks and devoured it.

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