Afterwards, the fox demon girl taught Jiang Fan how to sign a master-slave contract in the dream world.
After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Fan played with the fox demon girl for a while before leaving the dream world.
He jumped out of bed, took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
Then, he summoned his flying boat, jumped on it, and then headed towards the trading market in Lingxin Valley at a relatively slow speed.
Just after returning from King Daqi's capital, Jiang Fan not only went to get the identity tag of the core disciple of Lingxin Valley, but also went to a weapon refining pavilion during his free time in training.
As for the purpose, it is to buy a flying boat whose quality is not inferior to that of his senior sister, and to use it as a flying magic weapon.
In addition, he also purchased another cloud shuttle suitable for use in battles with other monks.
In the past few days, he not only trained his proficiency in controlling spiritual power, but also exercised his ability to control flying magic weapons.
Moreover, since he relaxed by bungee jumping on the edge of Wolling Island, his fear of heights has also been greatly improved.
Now that he controls the flying magic weapon, although his legs are still a little weak, he can barely fly alone.
Since Jiang Fan did not dare to fly too fast, it took him half a day to successfully reach his destination.
Arriving at the platform where the flying magic weapon was docked at the trading market, he landed his flying boat to the lowest altitude, then jumped off and put it into his storage jade bracelet.
Stepping on solid ground, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, this was his first time trying to control a flying magic weapon alone and fly such a long distance.
Therefore, I have always felt a little uneasy in my heart.
Fortunately, the journey was uneventful and nothing unexpected happened.
After calming down, Jiang Fan raised his head and began to observe the people coming and going.
As for the purpose, it is to check the luck of everyone here to enrich the scope of my knowledge.
After all, the more luck entries you see for your system's newly upgraded abilities, the higher the upper limit will be.
And places like the trading market are undoubtedly the places where people gather the most densely in the Spiritual Heart Valley.
Both mortals and monks can see it.
In addition, I have another purpose for coming here.
That is to find a down-and-out mortal and try to use spiritual stones to trick him into signing the kind of master-slave contract that the fox demon girl taught him in the dream world.
The reason for doing this is because the new ability of my system requires that I first see such a luck entry in someone else before I can copy it.
With these two purposes in mind, Jiang Fan started wandering around here.
After checking the various fortunes of the people coming and going, Jiang Fan quickly zeroed in on a dirty little beggar.
The little beggar's hair was as messy as a bird's nest, his face was smeared with a thick layer of mud, his body was skinny, his arms and legs were as thin as dry wood, and he was huddled feebly in the shadow of a certain alley.
He only had one complete arm and leg on the left side of his body, while the right side of his body had empty sleeves and trouser legs. It was unknown what the reason was.
The little beggar is young and looks to be in his early ten years.
He closed his eyes tightly and placed a pottery bowl with several cracks in front of him.
However, this pottery bowl was empty, not even half a copper coin.
It was obviously because he hadn't eaten for a long time and he was so hungry that he didn't even have the energy to say a few words of begging.
When Jiang Fan wandered here, he noticed him at a glance.
Seeing the miserable appearance of the other party, he couldn't bear it. He used his crystallized monk spiritual consciousness to quickly scan the other party's body and found that his physical condition at this moment was extremely bad.
If I leave it alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the other party to survive until tomorrow.
To be honest, Jiang Fan was a little confused at this moment.
After all, the location of this trading market is on the edge of the core area of the main valley of Lingxin Valley, and it is an extremely rich place.
Although not all of the mortals living here are rich, at least they have enough to eat and clothing to wear.
After all, there are a lot of monks coming and going here, and any random items in their hands are enough for an ordinary person to live for several months.
Therefore, it is very strange that such a miserable beggar would appear in such a place.
As the saying goes, poverty leads to strategy, wealth leads to conscience.
Although this sentence is not very accurate, it also contains a certain truth.
Even if the other party only has one arm and one leg left and is unable to rely on his own efforts, because there are so many people here, generally speaking, they will give a little charity if they have nothing to do.
Some beggars even eat better than ordinary people.
Therefore, it is really unreasonable for him to be so hungry.
If this situation occurs, Jiang Fan can only think of two possibilities for a while.
First, this little beggar has problems with his own character, and everyone else hates him.
Second, it was because the little beggar had offended a powerful figure here, and others were afraid of offending that figure by giving alms to him, so they did not dare to help him.
As for which of the above situations is specific, Jiang Fan is not sure.
But it doesn't matter, just go up and ask and you will know.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan stopped thinking. He took out two steamed buns from his storage jade bracelet and stepped towards the little beggar huddled in the shadow.
He walked up to the little beggar, squatted down, and placed the food in the broken bowl in front of the little beggar with several holes in it.
The dirty little beggar heard a steady sound of footsteps stopping in front of him, and he tried his best to open his eyelids.
His eyes were hollow, lifeless, and extremely numb.
It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of the two white things in his broken bowl from the corner of his eye that his eyes became slightly disturbed.
The little beggar struggled to get up, and without even bothering to say thank you, he grabbed one of the steamed buns with his thin little hands covered in black mud and started to chew on it.
He didn't care about the dirt on it and devoured it, but soon his eyes bulged outward and he stopped chewing.
When Jiang Fan saw this, he knew that he was choking because he ate too quickly and didn't drink any water. He shook his head and took out a bamboo tube filled with water from his storage jade bracelet.
He was about to hand the bamboo tube to the little beggar, but found that the beggar had already turned around.
There, there was a small puddle caused by long-term water dripping from the eaves overhead.
There is still some turbid water in the small puddle.
At this moment, the little beggar was planning to bend down and drink the dirty water directly with his mouth.
Jiang Fan was stunned when he saw this scene, but he immediately realized what he was doing, stopped him quickly, and handed the bamboo tube to him.
"Drink this..."
When the little beggar saw the clean water in the bamboo tube in front of him, he did not drink it directly. Instead, he raised his head and glanced at Jiang Fan with some astonishment.
