That fairy?
Zhao Qing nodded and said: "I need to meet her. She has much more information than us. I just want to inquire about Elder Li."
The beloved wife got out of her arms and said seriously: "The husband has to thank me. If it weren't for her... I don't know what happened during this trial."
Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head indifferently.
Speaking of which, Zhou Xiaoyi did help herself, but to say thank you...how to thank her?
"Let's talk about it later. I think she lacks everything and has nothing to give."
"Oh well……"
Wang Shuyue's eyes that had just lit up dimmed again.
She originally thought that her husband and the fairy knew each other, but when she heard this, she knew that she had thought too much.
The next moment, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she raised her delicate chin to look at Zhao Qing: "What do you think of her, husband?"
"she?"
Zhao Qing looked at his wife in surprise, feeling funny in his heart.
"That woman is a bit... cold? Let's put it this way, she is not easy to get along with."
"Isn't it difficult to get along with?" Wang Shuyue said to herself, holding her chin and leaning on the desk.
"If your husband finds it difficult to get along with you, then forget it."
"If my husband wants to give it a try, Shu Yue actually has an idea."
"How can a person live in this world without lacking anything? If she is a little cold, maybe she has something at home..."
Wang Shuyue's clear voice stopped abruptly.
She looked at her husband doubtfully.
"Does she know what's going on in the sect?"
"My husband said I met you last time?"
"Still a little cold?"
"I know! It's Zhou...wuwuwu!"
Zhao Qing covered his wife's mouth, frowned and shook his head.
He subconsciously sensed his own situation, fearing that a thunder would strike him and kill him.
After a while, I realized that everything seemed fine.
Does this count as leaking the traces...
Zhao Qing whispered: "Be careful, the walls have ears. This person cannot be mentioned in the sect."
The beloved wife's eyes widened and she nodded vigorously, broke away from his arms, and straightened her messy black hair. "It's really her!"
Zhao Qing was confused: "How did you know?"
Wang Shuyue rolled her eyelids and said, "After Shuyue married her husband, she didn't see many women in total."
Then, her eyes lit up: "Shu Yue actually thinks that fairy is pretty... nice to watch."
"If your husband doesn't want to have too much contact, forget it."
"If it's that person, it's really hard to choose a thank-you gift...I'll cook a meal tomorrow. Can your husband take it over?"
Zhao Qing looked at Wang Shuyue silently. He vaguely noticed that something was wrong with his wife's condition, but he couldn't tell.
Deliver food?
I haven't seen him twice in total... Isn't this a licking dog?
He shook his head slightly: "It's not appropriate. The woman and I haven't walked around a few times. Delivering food is too abrupt."
Wang Shuyue stood up, walked behind her husband and gently beat her back and said, "The husband said it was given by Shuyue and she had met me."
"It's just a superficial expression of gratitude. Whether it's rude or not, doesn't it still depend on the husband's methods?"
Zhao Qing:......
He turned around and stared at his beloved wife seriously, frowning.
Why does Shuyue seem to want to marry that woman more than herself? ? ?
Zhou Xiaoyi is not bad, but the gap between a personal assistant and a handyman is there. Isn't this just wishful thinking?
Moreover, it's not safe to seduce a prostitute. I don't know what's going on with that woman.
But Elder Qian has run away...?
That's not considered either.
He solemnly said: "Don't mention this matter again, it's inappropriate!"
Wang Shuyue pursed her lips and nodded: "Shuyue listens to your husband and will not mention it again in the future."
"Shu Yue knows that her husband has concerns, and it is up to him to decide everything in the family."
"Then we don't need any fairies. If Shuyue detects her spiritual roots next year, she can just practice with her husband."
"Husband, please be careful when traveling tomorrow."
"Go home early, don't let Shu Yue be frightened at home."
"In the past, my husband would go out all day, and Shuyue couldn't even eat at home."
"Shu Yue will cook the leopard bones for her husband tomorrow morning. My husband is running around outside, so he will have something to eat when he is hungry."
Zhao Qing:?
"There is a noodle shop in the city."
…
The next day, the Bloody Clothes Building.
Wan'er had just seen off a guest when she noticed Zhao Qing who had just walked to the door.
When she came closer, she felt the increasingly strong sense of oppression on the other party's body. With her heart trembling, she bent down and said respectfully: "Ke Qing Zhao."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly: "Miss Wan'er, you don't have to be so polite."
The female cultivator knew that the new guest minister in front of her never liked to appear in public, so she said bluntly: "Shall I follow the guest guest to the second-floor compartment?"
After a while.
Zhao Qing stood in front of the red lacquered wooden door and took out the guest token from the spiritual ring. The brilliance circulated on it, and the door of the compartment was easily pushed open.
What you see is still the same as last time.
He secretly thought that this guest token was somewhat similar to the spirit carving token in Huimaxiang.
Wan'er stood on one side and quickly scanned the layout in the compartment.
He said in a crisp voice: "You need to rest for a while while Wan'er goes to get the tea set."
Then he asked: "I wonder what kind of tea Zhao Keqing usually likes to drink?"
Zhao Qing walked into the cubicle, frowned slightly, and said, "Just the same as usual."
Wan'er bowed and saluted.
He added: "What Zhao Keqing drank before was also different. In the spring, the one served in the building was Qingfengshi, taken from Yuchuan. In the summer, the one he drank was the cooler Night Marquis..."
Zhao Qing coughed dryly, interrupted her, and said directly: "Then just take the seasonal tea."
After the female cultivator left, he subconsciously touched the base of his red-hot ears and closed the door behind him.
What the hell, you ask even though you know I don’t know him.
When I first bought the Spirit-Eating Grass, I thought this girl just didn't care about casual cultivators, but now it seems...she really can't do it with words.
After half a stick of incense.
The female cultivator brought over tea sets, cups and a storage bag.
She bowed and poured the tea in the cup just right, then started to take out the spirit stones from the storage bag.
"Zhao Keqing's hundred Qi Gathering Pills have all been sold."
"However, the price of the Qi Gathering Pill was lowered a few days ago, which is somewhat different from the original price."
"These are the one hundred and sixty-five spiritual stones of the Qi Gathering Pill."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly, pushed the spirit stone to the side of the table and asked, "What is the current price of the Qi Gathering Pill?"
"The selling price has dropped to one stone and four dollars, but it will go up soon."
Is it going up soon?
"Why?"
"I received news yesterday that many alchemists from the Danxia Sect have arrived in Nanze County. It is said that they want to support the market there and attract casual cultivators."
"In the future, the amount of pills in Danxia City will naturally become smaller. When there are more casual cultivators in the city, the price of Qi Gathering Pills may reach three spirit stones."
Zhao Qing paid attention to it.
Zhou Xiaoyi's guess was indeed correct. Elder Qian had deceived all the alchemists into running away...
But why the hell did you let me hit you when it was the cheapest! ?
He tapped his fingers gently to signal Wan'er to continue.
"Five precious flower jade dew pills, sixty spiritual stones."
"Three Forged Divine Pills, one hundred and five spiritual stones."
Zhao Qing's brows moved slightly: "Thirty-five pieces per piece?"
Wan'er nodded and replied: "There are still many casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining in the city, but the price of forging the divine pill has increased."
"Wan'er made the decision without permission in "Ziwu Sword Sutra". During the auction the day before yesterday, she sent it to the second floor and sold eighty spiritual stones."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly, this was much more than he expected.
He glanced at the pretty face of the female cultivator and knew without thinking that Wan'er had eaten his own spiritual stone in the Sword Sutra.
But I didn't pay too much attention to it.
After all, I will have to rely on others to sell things for me in the future.
"There are four hundred and ten spiritual stones in total, all of them are here."
"Does Zhao Keqing have any elixirs that he needs to buy?"
