Entering the town, the depressed street is far less prosperous than during the day, because there is no curfew, and it is not late at night, and there are still sparse figures walking around on the street.

Qinglin and several people gathered together to discuss where to go next.

Sister Qing insisted on going back to Piaoxiangyuan, and Qinglin and Jiang San went to deal with the fur of the white old fox and exchanged it for cash, and then found an inn in the town to settle down, and when they got up tomorrow morning, Jiang San and Mu Li led Qinglin to the Wang family's mansion.

Thinking of the big things to be done tomorrow, Jiang San was a little excited.

has seen Qinglin's skills several times, even if he, a layman who doesn't know how to practice, knows that this guy is ruthless.

If the most powerful master in the rivers and lakes is as tall as a hundred floors, then Qinglin is at least a fifty or sixty story tall master, and maybe even higher.

Dealing with a low-handed man like Wang Xin in the twenties and thirties is not a hand-to-hand capture, and he will be crushed in minutes.

Wang Xin, a bastard little girl, has done so many bad things that people and gods are angry about, and now retribution is coming...

Jiang San clenched his fists, looking forward to that moment.

...

The best way to get good things out of the way quickly is to go to a pawnshop.

But before that, Qinglin asked the two of them to go to a secluded and uninhabited place first.

On a quiet path, Qinglin held a bamboo sword in his hand and slashed at the abdomen of the dead white old raccoon's body.

The bamboo sword is not sharp, but in Qinglin's hands, it is like a divine weapon, opening a way for the raccoon dog like a tofu, this somewhat confusing move made Jiang San's eyelids jump, and he said distressedly: "What is this for? ”

Qinglin didn't pay attention to it, the bamboo sword was picked inside, and a bead the size of an egg with a faint green glow fell into his hand.

"It's... Demon Pill," Mu Li couldn't help but surprise.

As we all know, when a person cultivates to the Sixth Rank Returning to the Yuan Realm, he can open up a sea of qi in his body, which can be used to contain more heaven and earth source qi, and then let people have the power to move mountains and seas.

And the role of the sea of qi is not just as simple as accommodating the source qi of heaven and earth, it can also accommodate any substantial items engraved with its own source qi imprint.

To put it simply, every master of the six-rank return realm and above is a moving warehouse.

And those demons, ghosts, spirit beasts and the like, although the cultivation system is different from that of people, but the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, with the same root and origin, no matter what race, after cultivating to a certain realm, it will definitely end up the same as people.

This white old raccoon's demon pill is like the sea of qi of the master of the six-rank Guiyuan Realm, which not only gathers a large amount of pure heaven and earth source qi, but maybe there will be some treasures hidden in it.

Qinglin's palm was slightly forced, and the strong qi machine brutally broke through the demon pill mark laid by the white old fox before his death, and the things hidden inside suddenly fell to the ground.

There were a lot of things, a little messy, Jiang San's eyes widened, and he looked incredible.

There were a lot of yellow and white glittering gold and silver in the demon pill of the white old fox, and at a cursory glance, no less than fifty or sixty taels, he hurriedly squatted down and put these gold and silver into his arms, took out a piece and bit it in his mouth, and exclaimed: "I thought I was the only one who was greedy for money and lustful layman, but I didn't expect that these demons could not escape this truth." ”

In addition to gold and silver, there are also a small number of jewels, jewelry, etc., which should be the objects left by the old raccoon after harming people.

In addition, there are some herbs such as old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflori, and horse chestnut flowers, which have a strong fragrance and look like they are not small.

Mu Li picked up a piece of He Shou Wu, which was arm thick, looked at it, and praised it, this is a really good thing, different from those ordinary herbs on the market, this is a rare thing that has been genuine for hundreds of years.

Ordinary people can prolong their life if they eat it, practitioners can improve their cultivation by eating it, and it can also be used as a medicine to refine various kinds of pills.

I have to say that this white old civet has some means, and he can find such good things in the mountains, but let them pick up a leak.

The last thing was a lump the size of a head, which looked black, like stone instead of stone, like wood but not wood.

Qinglin grabbed it in his hand with one hand, and his hand was extremely heavy, and after rubbing it with his hand and watching it repeatedly, he couldn't help but show a smile.

It's actually an excellent piece of dark iron.

Dark iron, also known as extraterrestrial meteoric iron, is not a mortal thing, it is a strange treasure that falls from the endless sky, and it is the best material for forging blades.

Jiang San was overjoyed holding the pile of gold and silver, and Mu Li put the hundreds of years old He Shou Wu back in place, this raccoon spirit was killed by Qinglin, these things, as it should be, should be his.

Qinglin looked at Mu Li's actions in his eyes and smiled: "Jiang San has a saying that is very right, those who see it have a share, I only need this piece of dark iron, and the rest of the things, you can divide it." ”

As he spoke, he threw the demon pill that had erased the mark to Mu Li: "This contains a lot of pure source qi, which is good for injuries after absorption, and cultivation can also be improved." ”

Mu Li was a little flattered, he knew the preciousness of this thing, and he was not hypocritical, he just bit his lower lip tightly, solemnly hugged his fist at Qinglin, and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Jiang San smiled and said, "Since you have this demon pill, I will pick the rest of the things first." ”

Then, he picked up all the remaining gold and silver jewelry, jewels and jade treasures into his arms, and pushed all the remaining herbs to Mu Li.

secretly said in his heart: Fuck you're making a lot of money now!

Mu Li pursed his lips disdainfully, and silently packed and put away those extremely precious herbs.

If Jiang San knew that these flowers and plants that he couldn't look at, he would take out one at random, and they would be much more valuable than his pile of gold, silver and jade, I don't know if he would immediately beat his chest and hit his head against the wall.

Everyone got something, Jiang San still insisted on going to the pawnshop and exchanging the fur of the white old fox for cash.

"Did you kid lose money, just got a lot of gold and silver, and always think about silver, except for silver, don't you have any other pursuits!"

Mu Li's words couldn't help but make Jiang San roll his eyes: "You know a fart! In addition to silver, beautiful women, and fine wine, I also like it, do you have it? I also want to practice swords like you, but he doesn't look down on them and doesn't teach them." ”

Jiang San had something to say, of course Qinglin could understand it, but he didn't squeak, so he pretended not to hear it, which made Jiang San a little helpless.

Tying up the gold, silver and jade, he sighed: "It doesn't matter if the raccoon skin doesn't come out or not, anyway, the pawnshop is closed so late, and the silver in my hand should be enough to redeem Sister Qing." ”

Jiang San's words made Mu Li silent, feeling that this guy is so greedy for money is not for himself, but for the girl before.

Several people continued to walk forward, and Jiang San continued to speak:

"Although I am a scoundrel, but I also know how to repay the grace, Sister Qing has always treated me well, she has suffered a lot in Piaoxiang Courtyard over the years, and her only wish is to have a free body, to have a cottage of her own, a fertile field, and to be an ordinary ordinary person.

I'm her only friend here, if I can't even satisfy her with such an ordinary wish, then I, Jiang San, am still gentlemen!"

In the dark night, Qinglin looked at the scoundrel beside him, and somehow, he seemed to like this guy a little.

...

In Piaoxiang Courtyard, Sister Qing lay on the soft bed and thought for a long time, and the violently fluctuating mood eased somewhat.

The facts of what happened today were beyond her expectations, she thought that Jiang San would definitely die, but she didn't expect that the young man named Qinglin would completely change all this.

Maybe when the night is over and the next dawn comes, everything will be fine.

She closed her eyes and calmed down, wanting to rest for a while.

The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and the loud noise startled her, and when she got up, she saw the old bustard Liu Ma walking in with a blue face, followed by a few thugs from the Piaoxiang Courtyard and the turtle father.

"Where did you go before, did you send a message to Jiang San's kid!"

The sudden change made Sister Qing at a loss, her lips moved lightly a few times, and she couldn't say a word.

The old bustard's expression became more and more ugly, and he said in a fierce voice: "You ungrateful white-eyed wolf, a rotten thing with thousands of people riding and ten thousand people straddles, Piaoxiang Yuan treats you well, and you actually do such a thing."

No matter what, you are ruthless, and don't blame me for being unrighteous, Master Wang, I handed over the people to you, you can deal with them as you want. ”

As soon as the bustard's words fell, Sister Qing suddenly shook her whole body, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Outside the door, a man with a square face and broad ears and a pair of inverted triangular eyes walked in, staring at Sister Qing with a gloomy face.

Wang--Xin.

Sister Qing's feet were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

"Where is Jiang San. ”

Wang Xin spoke, and his tone couldn't hear joy and sorrow.

Sister Qing's head went blank, and she subconsciously said, "I... I don't know..."

"Good..."

Wang Xin's eyelids jumped, the corners of his mouth raised, and he waved his hand behind him: "Pick her hands and feet, take her back to the mansion, wait for me to catch the little cub named Jiang San, and then chop their hands and feet together and throw them in the back garden to make fertilizer."

At that time, let them see what color the flowers will bloom when they use their own hands and feet as fertilizer. ”