Chapter Thirty-Nine: Washing the Fairy Grass
The helpless Chen Liusheng sighed: "If you are really unwilling, my father will not force you." ”
Linglong was relieved and very happy: "Hey, hey, thank you!"
Chen Liusheng said again: "Alas! It's just that the little magic beast newly bred by the old man has no one to take care of... ”
"What kind of magic beast, where is it, what does it look like?" Linglong asked urgently.
Chen Liusheng said tentatively: "This kind of magic beast is illusioned by the elders with the secret technique of the sorcerer to reach the top, and it is also a unique existence in this exquisite and elegant realm, and ordinary people can't easily look at it, unless the head of the family or 。。。。。。 Acting as the head of the family?"
Linglong grabbed Chen Liusheng's hand: "Is it good-looking? Is it cute? Is it as stupid as those four stupid geese?"
Chen Liusheng said: "You are not the acting head of the family now, and I can't reveal these things to you." But I have heard from the elders that this phantom beast feeds on clouds and drinks on the wind... ”
Linglong's big eyes were full of yearning: "I should be, I should be, I will be the head of this generation, take me quickly! I want to see a new phantom beast!"
Linglong dragged Chen Liusheng and walked out.
After a long time, Chen Liusheng returned alone, smiling: "Coax my daughter, I am the second in the world, no one dares to be the first!"
Fang Wushan smiled helplessly.
"Wushan, after I go out this time, the artist will have to work for you, there is a long way to go, my Chen family is sorry for you, for you, it is really hard. Chen Liusheng returned to his former calm and domineering spirit.
"The Lord said that he laughed, my Wushan will definitely die if he breaks away from the sorcerer, and he will work hard here, but he is still alive. Fang Wushan replied.
"I wanted to play the great drama of the Lord's mercy and loyalty, but you didn't give me the slightest chance. Chen Liusheng teased.
"It's all strange that the little ones can't sing, and they can't let the Lord have fun. Fang Wushan replied decently.
Chen Liusheng turned his head: "You made a special trip to bring back that jade fan marquis, what is the origin, it is worth your attention." ”
"This person, the most remarkable thing is his origin. Fang Wu Mountain Road.
Chen Liusheng gave him an inquiring look.
Fang Wushan continued: "This person has no origin. ”
"Mr. Fang, the play is not very good, but the cold jokes are getting funnier and funnier the more they are told. Chen Liusheng said.
Fang Wushan said: "This person first appeared in Xianjin City, not long after he appeared, the Murong family had worked hard to operate the Sleepy Dragon Division for more than 50 years, and suddenly the building was empty, and it was abolished, it is said that it has a great relationship with this person, and this person also seems to be involved in the Jade Capital, I sent out more than 100 eyeliners to the Jade Capital to check his origins." ”
"What is the result?" asked Chen Liusheng.
Fang Wushan had a puzzled look on his face: "I didn't come back at all." ”
Chen Liusheng was a little surprised, Fang Wushan's informants can be said to be carefully cultivated and well-trained, how could they not come back.
Fang Wushan said: "There are basically few people in this world that I can't find, even if I can't check in detail, there will be an approximation, this time I went to the jade capital, it seems like I just stretched out my hand, and I have been cut off with my arm." Then I can only deduce that this person has a lot to do with jade. ”
Chen Liusheng said with a smile: "I originally wanted to invite some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but who knew that there was actually a dragon lord mixed in it." Can you afford this great god?"
Fang Wushan said: "As long as it is in this exquisite and elegant realm, even the Jade Emperor can afford it." With such a person here, we can keep Miss safe and sound. ”
Chen Liusheng said: "I'm not afraid of many people this time, I'm afraid that the matter is not big enough, hum, the boy has arranged it?"
Fang Wushan said: "It's arranged." ”
Chen Liusheng looked out the window: "Then it's time for me to leave, it's almost time for them to go down the mountain to buy." The mountain rain comes, and the wind fills the building. ”
After that, Chen Liusheng dissolved the fog and left.
He Tingxiang is an ordinary medicinal herb merchant, and with his apprentice Xiaoclay Pot, he opened a small pharmacy in Hongmiaofang.
Lao He recently received a treasure, called washing fairy grass, although I don't know its function, but it is not ordinary at a glance, or the two children on the side of the road ignorant will take it out to play, Lao He also has no chance to see such a magical herb, think about only spending two sugar people to deceive it, Lao He feels happy about to go to heaven.
The short and fat Lao He was lying on the old man's chair, basking in the sun, rocking the chair, so comfortable, he no longer had to dig soil and eat in these cheap herbs every day, seeing that the dream of getting rich overnight was about to come true, Lao He couldn't help but laugh.
Lao He was beautiful, and suddenly roared: "Little crockpot!"
A medicine boy crawled out of a pile of herbs: "What's the matter, boss." ”
Lao He said loudly: "How many times have you said it, we have money now, what are you doing to pick up those things that can't make money." ”
The little crockpot scratched his head: "Boss, no matter how broken they are, they are also medicine, just leave them like this, moldy, rotten, it's a pity." ”
"You kid has been learning something from me all day long, what do you have?"
The little crockpot tilted his head: "Isn't this all taught by the boss before?" Why do you want to be diligent and thrifty, you have to save medicine, and there is gold all over your feet, just bend down more, go out, pick up a soil dog, and take it back to dry, and make it into medicinal materials... ”
Lao He was about to laugh angrily: "Okay, okay, you kid will know in one day to use the past to sour Lao Tzu, we are different now!
Lao He took out the fairy grass in his arms, and the aura of the fairy grass made the eyes of both of them shiny and shiny.
Lao He bared his front teeth: "See, we have money now, as long as we sell this treasure." I asked you to go out and listen to the big buyers, did you go?"
The little crockpot said: "I went to go, but I don't know what a big buyer is, I feel that they all look the same." ”
Lao He squinted his eyes: "What's the same, what is the big buyer, that's a rich man, just as soon as you enter the store, don't ask this, don't ask that, point with your hand, this, that, all of them, you kid also give me a clue, go quickly!"
Lao He kicked behind the butt of the little crockpot, and the little crockpot ran out with a cigarette on his buttocks.
After a while, the little crockpot ran back, out of breath: "Old... Boss... A group of nobles came to the workshop. Qinghe Mountain. ”
Lao He heard the three words of Qinghe Mountain, and his spirit perked up, that can be Taoist ancestral mountain, a real yellow and purple nobleman.
"Where are they?" asked Lao He urgently.
The small clay pot finally smoothed out: "At the entrance of the fang, I heard that the 36 Taoist sects came to procure." ”
Lao He Teng stood up suddenly, walked out of the door, washed the fairy grass to make his back straight, and now he is no longer the old He who can be called by anyone, he is the dignified Boss He, Boss He wants to see the Huang Zi nobleman from Qinghe Mountain, of course, the momentum must be enough.
Zhou Zhentao's Taoist name Danyangzi, is the 36th Taoist door, the master of the sect, specializing in the study of Taoist illusions, no other hobbies, he likes to memorize things in his life, all kinds of illusions, he is very familiar with the melon, although he has not studied any results, but he is also one of the few masters on the mountain. Fortunately, Taoism has rules since ancient times, so every year you can receive a lot of silver support from Zushan.
Because the Shumen has been focusing on illusion for many years, and there is no extra energy to practice Taoist exercises, the people of the Shumen are generally not high in martial arts, and every time they go out to comprador the various materials they need, they carry a large amount of money on their bodies, and they will find some Taoist cultivators to accompany them to ensure safety.
Standing next to Danyangzi this time, it was Qi Yunfeng, who was a six-step immortal in the Daomen, Ling Xiaozi, and some young Taoists who had just gone up the mountain with him.
A group of people stood at the entrance of Hongmiaofang, and a pharmacy that looked good was picking and choosing, and suddenly a short and fat man walked in, and opened his mouth to sneer: "These things, which ones can be seen by the immortals." ”
Ling Xiaozi was angry, and just wanted to teach him a lesson, but Danyangzi, who had been in the Red Miao Fang for a long time, stopped him, and Danyangzi knew that he had ulterior motives for saying this.
Danyangzi said with a smile: "It seems that this benevolent brother must have something in his hand that the immortal family can look at?"
Originally, looking at Ling Xiaozi's angry appearance, Lao He's heart was about to rise to his throat, but as soon as he saw Danyangzi's words, Lao He's heart instantly jumped back again.
Lao He felt that this time he must have made the right bet: "Of course, in this Hongmiao Fang, only my goods can be worthy of your immortal identity, haha!
Danyangzi was also happy to open his eyes and said to the people around him: "Then let's go and open our eyes!"
Anyway, only Danyangzi came to buy medicine in a group of people, and the rest of the people followed over to shop for a novelty, and everyone followed Lao He and walked towards the workshop.
After walking for about a distance, from the pharmacy where Danyangzi had just visited, a person who looked like a boss jumped out, pointed to Lao He's back, and scolded with his feet: "He Tingxiang, you are a dog, robbing people and business, sooner or later you will be beaten by thunder!"
Lao He looked back at him lightly, and the boss was afraid of offending the Taoist priest from Qinghe Mountain, so he immediately shrank back.
Lao He haha, there is a poem called what, the spring breeze is proud, and he is now riding that horse and flying in the world.
Lao He led a group of people into the Accord in his pharmacy, looked around, and his face was mysterious: "You lords only need to see this treasure, it will definitely be worth the trip!"
As he spoke, he took out the fairy grass from his arms, and suddenly the room was filled with a strange fragrance, and everyone only felt comfortable and unspeakably relaxed.
The one who reacted the most violently was Danyangzi: "Could this !! be the immortal washing grass recorded in the ancient medical book Ghost Yilu!!!"
Lao He was afraid that this yellow and purple nobleman would not be recognized, and he would be embarrassed when he arrived, but he didn't calculate that he really knew the goods, and Lao He really wanted to recognize Danyangzi as a confidant in his life at this time.
Lao He's face was red: "Haha! That's right, this is the washing fairy grass that washes the mortal womb into the immortal body, how about it, my Lao He didn't lie to anyone, all the medicines in this red seedling workshop add up, and they may not be worth a leaf of this washing fairy grass!"
Danyangzi turned around and looked at the fairy grass carefully, and kept reading: No wrong! No wrong! It's exactly the same as the one in the book, haha!
The entourage has never seen Danyangzi so excited, you look at me, I look at you, full of inexplicability.