The third lady took her young son with her and left.

This pair of immortal cultivators who controlled the seed of jealousy, I don't know if it was a human or an animal, didn't leave more information for Su Wu in the end.

['Temperance and limitation' is immortal, 'wandering skeleton' is a demon, and 'sinking pollution' is a demon. 】

[This fairy and demon seem to be inextricably linked to the story. Both immortals and demons seem to be some kind of method of controlling the story, which is what these immortal cultivators call the method of cultivating immortals. Even they are in danger of being corrupted by pollution, and if they are not careful, they will turn into demons. 】

The third lady relied on the two jealous ladies of Gaoyun Mountain to share the erosion and pollution from the seeds of jealousy.

In the end, it will be a positive result.

Looking at its state, jealousy has completely taken root in her body, and has mastered it to a certain extent, but I don't know if the seed of jealousy also has a complete story outline, and what kind of information ability it extends.

And the seed of jealousy, to be honest, Su Wu still doesn't understand how the third lady managed to derive such a thing in her child's body.

Is it because of mother and son, and the special ability of the seed of jealousy?

[Perhaps, in this world, those immortal cultivators can artificially create some simple stories to a certain extent?]

[And the catastrophe of five hundred years ago in the mouth of the third lady, what will it be......]

[And himself, using the story collection to control the story species, what is the so-called story master, is it really the immortal cultivator in the mouth of the third lady?]

Looking at the groggy twilight around him, Su Wu took a deep breath.

For a while, my thoughts flew and I couldn't extricate myself.

It took a long time to come back to my senses from various associations. He walked up to Gao Yunshan and kicked it with his foot.

"I've slept long enough, wake up!"

"If you don't wake up, your ancestral grave will explode. ”

......

The next day, early in the morning.

It was just dawn, but Gaojiazhuang was already very lively.

Although it is now the season of great drought, but the traders from the south to the north are also gathered, Gao Laozhuang as the largest Zhuangzi within a radius of 100 miles, is naturally a good trading place.

Many people from other villages, despite the long distance, pushed the goods of their own villages and joined the trade.

At this juncture, grain is naturally also a commodity trading material.

"Come and see, the best cooking cakes, a penny each, freshly baked. ”

"Hats, sell hats. In the pocket made with the best fishing line, with it, you are not afraid of the spicy sun. ”

"Pears, fresh and delicious pears. That's it, a penny, go through and miss, don't let it go. ”

In the bazaar, the bustling market crowds have already blocked the road.

It's a lively scene.

"Old man, how do you sell pears?"

"Yo, this little master, a penny, look at it, this pear is big and sweet, there is only such a basket left, can you have some?"

The old man selling pears, wearing this coarse cloth coat, was sweating profusely and shouting, but suddenly saw a relatively well-dressed young man with a faint temperament approaching.

"A penny?"

"Tsk, old man, you are not honest, this pear is as expensive as half a catty of grain. Who would buy such expensive pears!"

The young man shook his head and looked at the old man with a calm face.

"That's it, now the grain is only two or three pennies a catty, are your pears made of money?"

"In previous years, no one ate this sour pear!"

Behind the young man, there were several strong men, who also muttered dissatisfiedly.

This is Su Wu, Su Xiaoshi and his party.

Gao Yunshan had not yet fully prepared the grain, so he took this opportunity to wander around the market in Sujiazhuang.

"Hey, my lords, it's really not expensive. In this year's drought, most of the pear trees planted by the old man died, and they produced such a few pears, and they still counted on this basket of pears to live. ”

"In the years of natural disasters, I really can't survive. ”

The old man who sold pears sighed and explained.

"But it's too expensive, forget it, bring me twenty, let's try it." ”

Su Wu frowned, took out twenty copper plates from his arms, and counted them to the old man.

"Hiss~ really special sour!"

Su Wu took a bite, and his face was distorted. But after looking at Su Xiaoshi's relish, he still couldn't help but spit out the pears in his mouth.

"This one is for you too!"

Su Wu threw the pear he had bitten into to Su Xiaoshi, and the latter looked surprised: "Owner, don't you eat it?"

"Eat yours, why do you care so much!"

Su Wu scolded Su Xiaoshi angrily, and looked back at the old man who sold pears, who was looking at everyone with a longing face, and his saliva kept swallowing.

It's gluttonous!

"What, hasn't the old man eaten it himself?"

Su Wu was happy in his heart and asked with a smile.

"Eh, my lord, where do you dare to eat this, one penny, the old man can't wait to offer them all. This is all a lifesaver, and the mother-in-law and children in the family are waiting for this basket of pears to save their lives. ”

"Don't dare to eat, never dare to eat!"

"The old man is thirsty and hungry, so it is enough to buy a cooking cake and drink a bowl of cold water. ”

The old man shook his head vigorously. His words made Su Wu silent for a while, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Originally, I wanted to tell the old man that his pears were really sour and not delicious, so I didn't want to talk about it at this moment.

This fucking world!

Bidding farewell to the old man, the group continued to wander around the market, but they no longer had the excitement they had just had.

As far as the eye can see, the whole bazaar is full of poor people who are struggling to survive in order to survive, in order to resist the drought.

Just like the old man who sold pears, the whole family relied on this basket of pears to save his life, but the old man planted the pears himself, but he never tasted them.

Perhaps, in his mind, this pear must be sweet and delicious.

"Owner, in fact, our Sujiazhuang is already very good. With the owner, everyone has the backbone. Well fed and warmly dressed, now my sister and my nephew, our old man will not leave. People say that the young owner is a living immortal. ”

"I think so too, although I don't know what other immortals look like, but I must be as good as the owner. ”

"Yes, owner. Now in the season of natural and man-made disasters, everyone is like this, so don't worry too much. ”

"The owner is kind-hearted. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was depressing, everyone else played comfort, which made Su Wu cry and laugh.

The shit is kind-hearted, Lao Tzu is not so virgin, but he is just a momentary sigh.

Touching the scene, because of the scene in front of him, he remembered the poor mother and daughter a hundred years ago.

The mother was starved to death and turned into a living corpse, and the child's whereabouts were unknown. And similar to this situation, it is likely to be quietly staged in many places at the moment.

"Living corpses, Su Blood...... Hey, damn my God. ”

"If there really are so-called immortals in this world, one day they must be completely overturned to the ground. The suffering of this world should also be tasted by them. ”

At this moment, a 'small' goal quietly fell in Su Wu's heart, and he didn't know when it would take root.

......