Xie Jiuniang did not leave Fangshi immediately.
I stopped when I saw a stall selling food, and went to buy something cheap. I spent hundreds of spirit beads on miscellaneous things.
An hour passed.
Xie Jiuniang still had no intention of leaving Fangshi, which made those who secretly followed her impatient.
It's not easy to do anything in the city.
In the private room facing the street on the second floor of the Sanxiang Teahouse near the square, there were only Lin Wangchen and a middle-aged man in a purple robe.
It was Lin Wangchen's biological grandfather, Lin Yun, who was in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation.
The two people's attention was wandering around Xie Jiuniang.
Lin Wangchen tried to get close to Xie Ying in the sect. The first two or three times he appeared, Xie Ying's master, Daojun Lingyang, warned him, "Grandpa, I suspect Daojun Lingyang already knows our purpose."
This is going to be difficult.
It's not just the Lin family that has headaches, there are other families as well.
Lin Wangchen said: "Taojun Lingyang is not easy to mess with. He has taken away the opportunity of his apprentice. I'm afraid..."
Lin Yun's eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand to stop him from talking, "It's not a robbery, and it can't be snatched. The opportunity must make the other party willing to give or exchange things for things, so that there will be no backlash."
"Yes, Chen'er understands."
There are detailed records in family classics. During the period when the Destiny's destiny was at its peak, those who offended him would rarely end well.
"Chen'er, what's different about the little girls in Fangshi?" Lin Yun asked.
Lin Wangchen said: "The one who can become the Heavenly Spirit Root, she got the Spirit Cleansing Grass. At first, I thought she was the one with great luck."
"Is there still such a thing?" Lin Yun was thoughtful.
Lin Wangchen added, "Well, I have met her two or three times. She is a very interesting little girl. But..."
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
"Grandpa, do you think it's possible... Xie Ying, right? Not long ago, another junior member of the Xie family asked True Lord Chongzhen to accept him as a close disciple... The ancestor said that True Lord Chongzhen will become a god within a hundred years. Do you want to arrange for someone to do so? Go to the southeastern sea?"
"No need. The clan has calculated that the destined person is in the Eastern Region." Lin Bin just finished speaking, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Huh? That little girl walked out of Fang City, and Lin Wen is about to take action. Are you interested? Her new purchase?"
"Yes, isn't it said that people with great luck can find treasures just by buying anything? I just want to confirm."
In the early stages of growth, Destiny's Child has not yet shown its talents. Under the protection of Tiandao, Tianji Tower can only push within a certain range. Since Xie Ying became a single spirit root, it has become more difficult to predict. At first, it was still possible to identify Yunmu City, but now it has become the Eastern Region.
How big is the Eastern Region?
Fortunately, he invited Senior Brother Gong to go to Yunmu City with him and directly targeted the Xie family.
Xie Ying has a 70% chance of being destined, just waiting for another chance.
Lin Wangchen always remembered Xie Jiuniang.
That poor little guy who got the chance but couldn't keep it. According to the information recorded in the family classics, the Son of Destiny was initially weak and ill-fated. Once he got the chance, he would soar into the sky.
Xie Ying was pampered and pampered since she was a child, and she didn't quite fit in.
In comparison, Xie Jiuniang is more like.
Even according to Senior Brother Gong's calculation, he is biased towards Xie Ying. He is a cautious person and doesn't mind checking a few times...
Xie Jiuniang had not gone far out of Fangshi when she bumped into someone and knocked her down.
"Ouch, what are you doing?! You don't have eyesight when you're running away." Xie Jiuniang got up from the ground with a curse.
The person who hit her ran away without saying a word.
Xie Jiuniang stood up and touched her waist warily. Was it empty?
grass!
Where is my storage bag?
Just as Xie Jiuniang opened her mouth to call out that there was a thief, a young man passed by and reminded her, "Little fellow Taoist, your storage bag fell to the ground."
Xie Jiuniang was stunned and lowered her head.
There was indeed a storage bag on the ground, which was very similar to hers, but she recognized it at a glance. However, Xie Jiuniang pretended not to notice and carelessly bent down to pick it up.
His consciousness was swept away and he didn’t recognize his master?
Are there 100,000 spiritual stones in it?
Damn, what a guy!
The person behind the scenes is a big dog!
Xie Jiuniang quickly hung the storage bag on her waist and sang a tune happily.
After making money, it’s time to go back.
…
Sanxiang Tea House.
Xie Jiuniang's lost storage bag soon found its way into Lin Wangchen's hands.
After wiping away a wisp of consciousness from the owner above, Lin Wangchen looked at the contents of the storage bag. Most of the ten cubic meters of space was filled.
They are all worthless things.
There are only about a hundred spiritual stones.
Lin Wangchen took out a rusty broken sword, "Grandpa, this is it."
Lin Yun took the broken sword, studied it for a moment, then folded it with his hands, and with a click, another section of the sword was broken.
Look at the fracture again.
Lin Yun threw the two broken swords on the table, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, "The sword body is made of ordinary iron, and it is still new. The appearance has been deliberately made old, which is a common trick of small traders."
A small stall in the market often sells a bunch of old things?
Where did you get so much stuff?
Fake!
Only those who are inexperienced in the world and want to get a chance will go to the market to buy such things.
Lin Wangchen picked up the broken sword, looked at it and then put it down, "It seems that I spent a hundred thousand spiritual stones in vain."
"Just find someone to get it back."
"Forget it, during the sect's recruitment period, there are many powerful people in the city..."
The main reason is that the consciousness of Xie Jiuniang's storage bag has been erased, blocking the possibility of using normal means to exchange it.
And when the consciousness of the storage bag was wiped out, Xie Jiuniang already knew it and sneered in her heart.
Rats in the gutter only deserve to hide in the dark.
Xie Jiuniang walked into the small courtyard she rented.
The moment the door closed, the childlike innocence around him disappeared and was replaced by a cold aura around him.
Song Baoer, who came out of the kitchen, timidly pretended not to see her and turned back to the kitchen.
After returning to her room, protected by the formation and no longer afraid of outsiders' inspection, Xie Jiuniang put her right hand into her left sleeve and took it out.
Pull out a storage bag.
This time she went out, just in case something happened, she made preparations in advance.
When Xie Jiuniang learned that she was a child of destiny who was hunted down by wolves in her previous life, every time she recalled it, she felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
It's not that she is useless, it's that the enemy is very clever.
If she hadn't been reborn, if she hadn't obtained the Time Treasure Leaf, if it hadn't been for chance, she wouldn't have known the truth.
Suddenly, I feel a little grateful to my eldest sister.
Without the Time Treasure Leaf obtained from her, even if he was reborn, he might not be able to escape the fate of being plotted to death.
Now, she has the upper hand.
Before leaving Yunmu City, she copied everything she could about the things she had gained and lost in her previous life.
I always feel like there are times when it comes in handy, but no, it really does.
Before going out today, Xie Jiuniang didn't even know if anyone was staring at her. I just have a habit of being prepared first and putting a fake broken sword in the hidden storage bag at my waist.
The real broken sword had a storage bag in its sleeve as soon as it was purchased.
Xie Jiuniang couldn't wait to take out the broken sword.
Start studying carefully...
