Seeing Jiang Ning say this, Lin Xiaolu nodded and reluctantly agreed.
Then, he took a curious look at Jiang Ning's black cloth bag.
"Aning, last time you said Qianlong Hongying could summon the soul of a blue dragon using the formula. How powerful is it? Can you beat me?"
"Of course I can." Jiang Ning said with a very proud smile: "My father said that if we descendants of the Jiang family use this gun, we can directly summon the soul of the blue dragon and let it possess us, and then we can Within a certain period of time, he will have the strength to rival Nascent Soul cultivators."
"Real or false!" Lin Xiaolu's eyes widened and he looked at the black cloth bag in disbelief.
Comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm? Wouldn't that be directly on the same level as the head sister?
In the courtyard, Jiang Ning held a black cloth bag and said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile: "It's a pity that I am a girl. Although I have the blood of the Jiang family, the Canglong Soul does not recognize me."
After finishing her words with a hint of pain, the girl said with determination: "When we arrive at my uncle's vassal kingdom, let him use this gun to charge into the Yun Gu Sect, severely punish my brother, and restore the Tang Dynasty!"
"Yeah." Although Lin Xiaolu only understood a general idea, it did not prevent him from seeing Jiang Ning's determination and agreed with his face: "Jiang Ning, you will definitely restore the country. Storytellers often say that those who have a will will win. Things come true, and he never misses what the old man said."
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“On a night with dark moon and high wind, I was walking alone in a mass grave~
It was pitch dark there and you couldn't see your fingers.
And when I walked by a cemetery,
Sudden!
A white palm stretched out from a cemetery! Grab this lady's feet! "
"Wow~ It's so scary~ Wuwuwuwu."
"Wow...Mom, there is a sister who scares me...wow..."
At the entrance of the inn, Shangguan Shiliu, wrapped into white rice dumplings and sitting on the stone steps, laughed happily as she watched the children who were scared away by him.
She laughed and shouted: "Hey, don't run away, sister is telling you a story, hahahaha."
After laughing for a while, Jiang Ning in the inn came over to help her with a look of helplessness.
"Pomegranate, it's time to eat."
"oh oh."
The girl stood up with the help of Jiang Ning. She pouted her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "How many times have Miss Jiang told you to call me Sir Shangguan? Pomegranate is so unpleasant."
Jiang Ning pursed her lips and smiled: "Your father gave you a name, what can I do."
"Yes, why did your father name you Pomegranate? Does he like to eat pomegranates?" asked Lin Xiaolu, who was eating chicken legs at the dinner table.
"Because my mother loves to eat fruits, she gave me this name. It's really annoying." Shangguan Pomegranate came to the table and sat down, arched his little nose, and hummed rather dissatisfied.
Lin Xiaolu and Jiang Ning paused for a moment when they heard that Shangguan's father loved their mother so much.
Both of them suddenly missed their deceased parents.
A few people were eating quietly. After eating a piece of corn, Wujia suddenly turned red and looked at Shangguan Pomegranate with some embarrassment:
"Shangguan almsgiver, the young monk has something to ask for."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" Shangguan Shiliu looked at him while holding her snow-white chin.
Wugu said slowly: "This morning the shopkeeper told the young monk that you were wrapped in gauze and sitting in the sun at the door of the inn, which scared away the guests, so I want the young monk to persuade you to go back to your room and rest."
"Why didn't the shopkeeper come over and tell me? I won't eat him."
"How dare I talk to you?" Jiang Ning said angrily: "You and Xiaolu destroyed half of the city in a fight. I didn't even have time to hide when I saw you."
When Shangguan Shiliu heard this, he hummed and said nothing. He curled his lips and raised his hand to take out a palm-sized gold ingot from the bracelet.
"Little monk, you go tell the shopkeeper that I bought this inn and ask him not to disturb me while I'm sunbathing."
At the dinner table, several people were once again shocked by her wealth, and Jiang Ning even gave Lin Xiaolu a joking look.
You see, this girl is more like a nouveau riche than you are.
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In the next few days, a few young people continued to live in the inn like this, chanting sutras and practicing martial arts every day, and they lived a leisurely life.
Shangguan Shiliu likes to play with children very much. She sits in the doorway every day to bask in the sun and tells stories to the children around her. After her injury healed a little, she leads a group of children to play shuttlecock and hide and seek every day. The children like this very much. Sister in floral dress.
And her appearance made everyone get closer to her, because in front of children, she didn't look like the rumored demonic monk at all, but looked like an ordinary girl next door.
This situation waited until seven or eight days later, when Lin Xiaolu and Shangguan Shiliu completely recovered from their injuries before they were ready to set off again. Before leaving, Shangguan Shiliu bought a lot of candies and snacks for the children, and then said goodbye to them happily.
A few days later, at the foot of a mountain in the Yuan Dynasty.
"I asked you to take the main road, but you didn't take it. You chose the small road. Lin Xiaolu, is your brain squeezed by the door?"
"Hua Die, try talking to me like that again. Believe it or not, I will kill you."
"Come on, come on, chop me, you really think I am afraid of you."
At the foot of a small hill, Shangguan Shiliu stood with her bare feet in a clear and fast shallow stream. She held up her skirt and looked angrily at the young man carrying the carriage beside her.
At this moment, Wu Gu, Shangguan Shiliu, and Jiang Ning, who was holding the horse, were all standing beside her. Jiang Ning, like Shangguan Shiliu, was holding up her skirt and standing in the cold water with her feet as white as snow.
This stream is a shallow shoal, with colorful and round pebbles underneath. In addition, there are many larger rocks that the carriage cannot pass. Lin Xiaolu can only carry the carriage forward. There is no way, he is the only one here to carry it. move.
"Donor Shangguan, don't be anxious." Wujia stood aside and clasped his hands and said, "The main road has to go a long way, not to mention the little deer benefactor doesn't know that he will hit a stream if he takes a small path. It's understandable."
"That's right, if you keep making fun of me, I will kill you." The handsome duck stepped on Lin Xiaolu's shoulder and shouted.
Shangguan Shiliu pouted and fiddled with his wet skirt in annoyance, impatiently.
"Then what should we do now? This place is in the middle of nowhere, and I haven't eaten for several times."
"There's a lot of fried rice stored in Wu Guo's savings ring, so I can just eat some." Jiang Ning said with a smile.
"I don't like fried rice." Shangguan Shiliu said depressedly.
"If you like to eat or not, you'll get used to it." Lin Xiaolu, who was carrying the carriage, cursed directly.
This butterfly has so many things to do, and is pickier than me. Although I don’t like eating fried rice, at least I can eat it. But this butterfly is different. Yesterday, they went out of the city and went into the wild, camping in the wild, and then they couldn’t eat it. She didn't eat the fried rice after Kuu had cooked it. She disliked this and that, and said it was not for human consumption. If Wu Kuo and Aning hadn't stopped her, he would have stuffed bricks into her. It was really annoying.
Originally, I saw that she liked children before, and my sense of her changed slightly. I didn't expect that she would still have this kind of virtue. Jiang Ning used to be a princess of the Tang Dynasty. She could happily eat fried rice, but you can't?
"Wugou, make a fire and cook! If this girl doesn't like fried rice, let her go hungry!"
