Jiang Su looked calm and said coldly: "I'm going back. I'll work hard for your subordinates to find me again tomorrow."
Li Ya responded: "Well, Shi Shi, send someone to send Miss Jiang back." "Miss Jiang, I won't send you back."
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Jiang Su got off the carriage at the General's Mansion and returned to the inn.
Just as she was about to cross the threshold of the inn, she suddenly remembered: "I forgot to have another dinner at the General's Mansion!! I remember he ordered Zhiwei!" She felt a heartache in her heart.
When the innkeeper saw Jiang Su coming back late at night again, he put down the account book in his hand and hurriedly stepped forward and asked warmly:
"Little Medical Fairy Jiang is back at this hour. Do you need to ask the waiter to bring you some water?" The abacus in his hand clattered with his stride.
Hearing this, Jiang Su looked at the shopkeeper and nodded, "Okay." Then he walked upstairs without saying a word.
She walked to the door of her room, but before she could open it, the door in front of her suddenly opened.
"Is there anyone?!"
Jiang Suching's eyes widened, and without saying a word, she turned around and retreated downstairs.
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the dark room and tightly grabbed the collar behind her neck. She was choked by the sudden chokehold and couldn't breathe, "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."
Her eyes were red, and this familiar feeling of suffocation made her obsessed. She wanted to struggle, and the more she struggled, the tighter the thief's hand became.
No one saw her flushed face and the corners of her lips slightly raised.
"Help... uh uh," she pretended to beg for help. The next moment, her mouth and nose were covered by the person behind her, and a sudden force on her collar dragged her backwards into the house.
A big hand touched the soft lips, stroking the rough calluses on the man's palm. Jiang Su could already hear the thumping of his heartbeat, which was the feeling of adrenaline surging.
"Stimulate."
The room was dark, and she felt like she was back somewhere in her memory.
"I can't breathe, I really want to laugh, so hahahaha, so..."
"No. It's almost too much."
Jiang Su kept hitting the ground vigorously with the bamboo pole in his hand. A strong wind blew by, and the bamboo pole broke. Half of the bamboo pole fell to the ground, and the remaining half of the bamboo pole with the bamboo pole in Jiang Su's hand.
She threw away the half of the cover with trembling hands, then took out the Thousand Miles Talisman from the storage bag, holding it in her palm with the intention of crushing it with her fingers.
Suddenly, the force on the collar was suddenly relieved, and Jiang Su couldn't stand still and rushed towards the wall in front of him.
"Darkness..." The memory fragments hidden in the sea of consciousness reappeared.
Crying sounds continued to fill her ears, "It's so dark, let me out. Wuwuwu, it's so dark, let me out. It's so dark~ Let me..."
Jiang Su was in a daze and didn't see the wall clearly as he hit the wall straight forward.
Surprisingly, there was no "bang" sound in the room, and it was extremely quiet. Her collar was grabbed from behind again, her legs were unstable, and she knelt on the ground.
After a breath, Jiang Su's consciousness regained consciousness. She quickly turned around and subconsciously flicked her sleeves towards the bedside. The candlelight on the bedside gradually became brighter.
Jiang Su took out Su Su from behind and stood in front of him, throwing out the various magic weapons left by his parents in the storage bag, such as the long soul-breaking lock, the soul-dispersing patch, the Big Dipper life-changing talisman, the Bagua Nine-Heaven Thunder Ball, all of them rushed. It flew towards the man's face and took advantage of the opportunity to tear the Thousand Miles Talisman into pieces.
In an instant, her movements suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped. His almond-shaped eyes were wide open, his lips were slightly parted, and his bloodless face was filled with disbelief.
She doesn't want to leave...
"what do you mean?
Fang Zhe didn't answer.
Under the lamp, everything that comes into view is golden light.
All the walls of the entire house were covered with neat piles of gold bricks, making Jiang Su feel like he was in a golden house.
The bed was covered with three kinds of spiritual stones, upper, middle and lower, like a hill. On the table were a dazzling array of spirit animal furs and dazzling spiritual materials and herbs. On the ground were an overwhelming array of colorful robes and instruments.
"..." This was the first time in my two lives that I saw such a scene, and I was still a little embarrassed.
"So what do you mean?" Jiang Su's voice trembled a little. She was trying hard to control her legs as she rushed towards Lingshishan on the bed, and almost failed to hold the chill in her hand.
She took out a Jingxin Pill from her sleeve and took it, then pinched the flesh of her waist hard to confirm that she was not dreaming now.
Jiang Su looked at Fang Zhe intently, judging what this man would do next.
Fang Zhe's hands were hanging down on both sides, and he stood upright by the table. The iron chain that Jiang Su had smashed over his body was hanging on his body. There was a Bagua ball at his feet, and there were talisman stickers stuck to the corners of his clothes. He was in an indescribable embarrassment. As if he was the victim.
"Clin...Jin..." He whispered hoarsely.
Jiang Su? ? ? ? ! !
When Jiang Su heard this, his face was full of disbelief. He opened his eyes wide and asked hurriedly: "Then why did you cover my mouth just now and drag me in?"
At this time, he became puzzled again. He tilted his head slightly to one side, his eyes were dull but there was an inexplicable arc at the corner of his mouth, "It was stolen. No one else can know except you."
Stolen? ? ? He seemed quite satisfied with his behavior and was even smiling?
Wait, Jin Zhuan builds the wall and Lingshi piles the mountain. Whose treasury did he steal? ? ! Those who have so much treasure must not be ordinary people. There must be many capable monks. How did this person do it?
Jiang Su calmed down and spoke to Fang Zhe from a distance of two meters. He asked coldly: "Where did you steal it from?"
The curvature of the corner of Fang Zhe's mouth did not decrease and he said: "The cellar is in the palace."
Hiss~ Jiang Su took a deep breath, "As expected of Fang Zhe, he dared to steal things from the palace. This Jing Chao is a monk who has raised many golden elixirs and souls."
The cellar in the palace...can't be the treasury...
"That's a lot of treasures. I didn't steal them anyway."
Jiang Su's eyebrows stretched, and under the light, the babies in the room sparkled, making Fang Zhe, a mentally ill patient, look much more beautiful.
Jiang Su slowed down his breathing and walked to the table. She planned to identify the spiritual materials on the table.
You know, most rare treasures have a price, but some natural treasures are priceless. After all, this palace occupies the entire Middle Earth and governs the northern and southern regions. It must have collected a lot of good things.
She ignored Fang Zhe who was standing on one side and grabbed a spiritual plant on the table that still had mud on its roots. "Baby, why are you lying here? Who did this to you?" This is a Tianmu flower.
Tianmuhua, the eye of heaven, is said to be a magic weapon and elixir that can be used to spy on the destiny of heaven. It is a pair with Dimuhua and can be used together. The geographical map is a long river of history that can peek into all the past, clearing the clouds and revealing the sun.
Jiang Su thought about this and hurriedly moved her hands carefully on the table, searching over and over again.
"There are no Earth Eye Flowers?" Jiang Su's face was not only puzzled, but also unwilling to believe it. She turned to look at Fang Zhe beside her, frowned, and asked: "Didn't you get all the spiritual materials there?"
Fang Zhe nodded in response and said, "No."
Jiang Su continued to ask: "Then why don't you get more spiritual materials? There must be more than just this."
Fang Zhe's expression didn't change much, and his stiff face still maintained the slight curve of the corners of his mouth. This seemed to have been like this since he regained some consciousness last night.
"What on earth is he laughing at...isn't he stupid? Is this a silly smile?"
Jiang Su's face darkened and he said coldly: "Stop laughing, it's an eyesore."
