Looking at the wooden piece of spiritual guide, Jiu Yuanzi said unhappily: "What kind of spiritual guide is this?"
"The peach wood cane, as expected, must be related to the Antarctic." Gong Jiuqiong said with a smile.
Jiu Yuanzi raised his head in surprise, "The dojo of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor? Isn't that very dangerous?"
Forget it about Nuwa's Cauldron Dojo. After all, she made people out of mud, so she can't be ruthless with her handicrafts.
The Antarctic Immortal Emperor is a celestial being, and his dojo is not bad. There are so many people who want to live forever, and many of them practice immortality just for the sake of immortality.
It would be nice to go in and add a hundred years to your life, but the price you pay is not small.
A lot of people will definitely die, very, very many. If you want to live a long life, eating flat peaches is the only way to be safe.
"It's not the dojo of Emperor Changsheng, it's that of Antarctic Immortal. You're mistaken." Gong Jiuqiong said.
Jiu Yuanzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Please be more clear next time. It turns out it's the old man, so that's okay."
"But I feel like he doesn't have anything good. He can only pick a few kilograms of longevity peaches that won't make people live longer, and the dojo won't be too dangerous. I'm a little disappointed."
She had seen the birthday boy, the Antarctic Immortal, from a distance. He was so short that it was difficult not to notice him.
Suddenly she realized that the spiritual guide in her hand was the cane he wielded every day.
Gong Jiuqiong seemed to know what she was thinking, and said, "This is his peach wood cane, which can now produce a dojo."
Jiu Yuanzi frowned and asked, "How can he have a dojo if he has no disciples or grandsons?"
Gong Jiuqiong hissed, "Keep your voice down. It's better not to know some things. If you know, you may not end well."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi looked at his cute young face and led Tao Muling into the universe in his sleeves, "I have something else to do, so I won't bother you."
Gong Jiuqiong nodded slightly and smiled: "Okay, we will notify you when the next spiritual guide is available."
I really don’t want to hear this. I feel like I will become an accomplice.
When Jiu Yuanzi left Diyi Auction House, he was carrying a box of honey peach gift boxes in his hand.
This was an apology gift from Gong Jiuqiong. I don't know if it was to give her a mouthful of peaches or to give her a box of peaches because she found that the customer was unhappy.
Jiu Motoko accepted the peaches because they were spiritual peaches, peaches with spiritual energy.
8 peaches larger than your fist, packed in a beautiful box, and each peach is wrapped in a triangle of lace material.
It looks very delicious.
But she was a little confused as to why the store had to wrap the peach in lace. Through the transparent gift box, it felt like the peach was wearing a pair of cute little underwear.
But Jiu Yuanzi didn't say this. Where is the Diyi Auction House? How could such a problem happen?
It must be that peaches are perishable, so they are protected with lace.
As for why she only protected so much, she guessed it was probably because of aesthetic design, which focused on visual participation rather than practicality.
Shu Motoko, who was dismissed by a box of peaches, found a large automobile city in Haidu City on the map.
She wanted to get one of each car model. The dojo was ever-changing, and she might need a special vehicle at any time.
Let’s wait for the tanks first and get all the vehicles first.
After the fake brother transformed into a small plane and flew to the outskirts of the offshore city, he flew down on the highway and turned into a low-key nanny's grocery shopping cart for the neighbors, but the license plate still had the same license plate as the fake brother.
Jiu Yuanzi came to the Auto City first. It was already midnight and the Auto City was closed.
This was not difficult for her. After receiving the pseudo-brother into the Qiankun in her sleeves, she adjusted the direction of the camera and flipped it in easily.
During these days in the mortal world, apart from watching dramas quickly, she also learned how to deal with cameras.
Like a seasoned burglar, he knows the model and appearance of the camera very well.
Finally, her efforts of watching TV series and checking information on the Internet were not wasted. If she focused on hard training, she should at least advance to the middle stage of Ren9.
Throughout the night, Jiu Motoko did not go back and kept wandering around the car city.
The fake brother was so busy that he ate all the uneaten vehicles, including trucks, refrigerated trucks, and buses. They include everything from tractors to park tour buses.
In the process, she also circled among a bunch of strange-looking vehicles with many tools.
There were big cans with long black straws, and some with brooms. They seemed to be some kind of special vehicles, and she also let the fake brother devour them.
Who knows when it will come in handy.
After storing all the car models, Jiu Motoko took her fake brother home. Seeing that weeds were growing in the garden, she was too lazy to do anything about it.
He just pointed at the weeds and said to the fake brother who turned into a dog when he came home: "Brother fake, have you seen these grasses? They are useless. Can you pull them out by the roots without destroying other flowers and plants?"
I don’t know if the fake brother understood it, but he barked and wagged his tail.
Jiu Motoko patted the dog's head and said, "I'll leave it to you." Then he went back to the house.
The fake brother wore a silly and cute dog face, watching Jiu Motoko enter the house, and turned up the soil in the garden of the yard.
Suddenly, it stopped and tilted its head to look at the door. Through the railing, he saw the dog he had devoured and had a good look at it.
The two dogs stared at each other for more than ten seconds, then the fake brother turned back and started to dig up the soil.
What kind of dog is not a dog? Weeding is the serious business.
Early in the morning at Xiao's house, a group of trucks were waiting to move.
Xiao Yunsan's face was ashen. He was supported by his son, who looked several years older than him. His eyes were red as he watched his belongings being loaded into the car.
"Be careful, this is the enlightenment bag given to me by my ancestor sixty years ago."
"Grandpa, do we really want to go mining? Who is Xiao Wanfa? You are his uncle. He wants to drive us away just because of a female monster. Does he have the power?" Four young people Standing in front of him, he yelled angrily.
Xiao Yun used three methods to support his old waist. The place where he was hit by his ancestor just now still hurts.
What could he do? He didn't expect Xiao Wanfa to be so important in the eyes of the ancestor.
If you had to choose between the Xiao family and Xiao Wanfa, the ancestor would definitely give up the Xiao family and keep Xiao Wanfa.
When he thought about it, he couldn't help but shed tears because his ancestor was so cruel.
The ancestor actually told him that as long as there is Xiao Wanfa, there is the Xiao family. Without Wanfa, the Xiao family is just a pile of rubbish.
How come such poisonous words come from the mouth of a respected ancestor.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yun Sanfa cursed angrily: "It's not you who instigated me to do this. Why did I give birth to your father, a loser, and he gave birth to you, a bunch of useless things."
"If you keep talking nonsense, the pocket money will be reduced to only 10,000 yuan per month, and I will go out and work to support myself. There are not enough manpower in the mining, I think you should also suffer some hardships." He gritted his teeth and cursed.
He didn't dare to go to the ancestor of the Xiao family, and Xiao Wanfa couldn't afford to offend him, so he took all his anger out on his grandson.
I can't take care of my ancestors and Wanfa, so I can't take care of you grandsons?
When the four grandsons heard that their pocket money would be reduced from two to three hundred thousand to ten thousand, they burst into tears.
There was so much noise in front of the Xiao family, and those who didn't know it thought the ancestor of the Xiao family had passed away. Looking at these grandsons from the Nth generation, it makes me cry so much that it makes me sad.
And Xiao Wanfa, the instigator of all this, was taking a shower, putting on new clothes, holding his mobile phone and frowning slightly.
It seems that we didn’t make an appointment at what time yesterday. I wonder if she’s up now. Would it be rude to send her a message now?
Send an emoticon first. If she asks, just say that you sent it by mistake and thought it was sent to your relatives.
Which relative?
It doesn't matter, there are so many relatives anyway, just pick any girl.
Xiao Wanfa thought in his mind and clicked: What to sleep with, get up and get high. The expression was sent over.
