In Pinglan City, Sun Langjun was frothing at the mouth and told everyone in the Xuan Deng Division about the strange incident last night.
Especially when talking about the weird one who pretends to be a beauty and knocks on the door to get his heart out, but he is about to die on the spot, but then a white goose suddenly flies next door. White Goose showed off his power and beat Wei Wei to pieces, saving him from a life-and-death crisis.
Mrs. Sun tried to interrupt him several times, but he ignored her.
Inexplicably, Mrs. Sun felt that this was a bit bad, so she was so angry that she wanted to punch him.
Unexpectedly, after Sun Langjun finished talking about the white goose, he suddenly raised his hands to Zhang You who was sitting in the main seat and said: "Sir, the great white goose saved the lives of our husband and wife, but now we don't know where he has gone. We We husband and wife have no other intentions, we just have something in our hearts. If you know where the Great Immortal White Goose is, please convey our gratitude to us."
Zhang You glanced at Sun Langjun with some surprise, then waved his hand and said, "That's all, I have nothing to do right now, you go back first. Remember to pay attention to your neighbors at any time. If someone comes back, or a goose comes back, call him immediately." If you report it to the Hanging Deng Division, you will be rewarded, do you understand?"
Sun Langjun was surprised and delighted, and he quickly took his wife to thank Zhang You and others.
Soon, Sun Langjun and his wife returned home. Zhang You and others walked around the Song family's house again, leaving a few talismans in inconspicuous places, and then left quickly.
Pinglan City, southern suburbs.
Song Ciwan said goodbye to Gao Xiaolang in a low voice. Gao Xiaolang said with some reluctance: "Sister Song, the pen knife I gave you has been with me for thousands of years. If something happens to you one day, you can break the pen knife and I will show up at any time. in front of you."
"No matter what you ask me to do, I will do it!" He promised seriously.
Song Ciwan only lowered her eyes slightly, reached out and stroked his round little head, and then gave him a handful of Yin Po Beads.
There are fifty or sixty of these Yin Soul Beads in total, which can be regarded as all the Yin Soul Beads that Song Ciwan currently has on hand.
She took another bag of broken silver and golden beans to Gao Xiaolang, and also gave him ten yuan beads, the currency of the spiritual world - there were only ten yuan beads. It was not that Song Ciwan was stingy, but the yuan beads in her hand. There are not many left.
Song Ciwan is now in a state where he is not poor but rich, but seems to be very poor.
Her scale of heaven and earth actually contains a lot of good things, including magic weapons, rare objects, elixirs, talismans, seals, and various materials.
But these things were not so easy to cash out for a while. Besides, as I said before, the things in her world scale were too random. There were many things that were good or good, but they may not meet her current needs.
To really solve this dilemma, Song Ciwan also needs to find a stable way to make money.
She rummaged through the scales of heaven and earth again, but she didn't find any strange and useful magic weapon, but she did find a few Ancestral Dragon Coins.
Song Ciwan's heart suddenly moved, and she immediately took out the remaining six Ancestral Dragon Coins from the scale of heaven and earth. Every time she sells Yuanshou Pearl in exchange for Zulong coins, she only sells them when necessary, and does not sell them all at once.
Therefore, there are only six Zulong coins left, but there are still many Yuanshou beads.
Six coins were spread out in Song Ciwan's palm. When Gao Xiaolang saw them, his eyes widened and he opened his mouth. Crystal water dropped from the corner of his mouth.
The wetness at the corner of his mouth woke him up. Gao Xiaolang raised his hand and quickly wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth, blushing and lowering his head.
Song Ciwan couldn't help but smile, and asked: "Xiao Lang, I see that you are very concerned about making money. What special effect does this thing have for you?"
She thought Gao Xiaolang would give a clear answer, but the other party just swallowed his saliva and said with shame: "I don't know, Sister Song, I just feel that these coins are particularly attractive to me. "
As he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at the coin, his saliva flowed again, and tentacles were looming deep in his throat.
Gao Xiaolang quickly reached out to cover his mouth, blushing and closing his eyes tightly.
The scales of heaven and earth appeared, and a ball of energy was collected: [A strange ghost spirit at the level of a small city, ashamed, confused, and reluctant to give up. One pound and five taels can be sold. 】
Song Ciwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She took Gao Xiaolang's hand and put six coins into his palm.
Gao Xiaolang's hand immediately flicked back as if he had picked up a hot potato. Song Ciwan quickly exerted force, and the magical power of the divine channel was unleashed. Even though Gao Xiaolang was a small city level weirdo, he was caught off guard and could not break free.
Gao Xiaolang glanced at Song Ciwan in surprise, and Song Ciwan said: "I don't lack this, just take it."
She put six Ancestral Dragon Coins into Gao Xiaolang's hand, then stroked his round head and said, "Xiao Lang, you are a good boy. It's a long journey. Although I don't know where you are going, But I believe you will always stick to your own right and wrong, good and evil."
Gao Xiaolang raised his head, holding the six Ancestral Dragon coins in his hand, looking at Song Ciwan blankly, with a slight glint in his eyes.
Song Ciwan smiled and said: "Go ahead, human skin is not that important. Although some people have human bodies, their hearts are dark, and they are neither as good as monsters nor as weird. And some people, even though they have weird bodies, are As long as people's hearts are still there, they will always be human. Xiaolang, as long as you are still there, the Gao family will not be extinct. We will see you later."
She cupped her fists and cupped her hands, and Gao Xiaolang quickly returned her gesture with cupped fists.
The scales of heaven and earth appeared: [A strange ghost spirit at the level of a small city, melancholy, confused, and reluctant to give up. Two pounds or three taels can be sold. 】
Gao Xiaolang said: "Sister Song, see you later!"
After the words fell, he turned and left.
The mountain forests in the southern suburbs stretched far and wide, and Gao Xiaolang's small figure quickly disappeared among the trees, as if he had never been there.
When Song Ciwan looked far into the distance, he could not help but feel a little melancholy.
The road to spiritual practice is ultimately a farewell journey. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, we will always be passers-by.
In a hundred years of life, there are already countless such passers-by, not to mention that Song Ciwan's goal is to live for thousands of years, or even live forever?
If you want to take the road to eternal life, you must first cultivate your loneliness.
Get used to loneliness, enjoy loneliness, and have an undefeated spirit in your heart. This is the only way to live forever.
Song Ciwan turned around and returned. The Zuowang Heart Sutra was running silently in her body, soundlessly, and her experience soared.
She used the sun and moon shape-changing technique to use it as a shield, and quietly changed her face again.
This time, she had the face of an ordinary young martial artist. She chose a convoy from afar and entered the city without any presence among the crowd.
After entering the city, Song Ciwan had no intention of returning to the Song residence in Jishanfang.
She expected that the small courtyard would be subject to various investigations, so she simply abandoned it. Anyway, the big white goose was staying well in the spirit animal bag, and there was nothing in the yard worth her going back to get a rest on.
Song Ciwan wandered around Nancheng, then found a secluded place and changed his appearance into that of the immortal cultivator Xin Mian.
From then on, the mortal girl Song Xun disappeared, and Xin Mian would become Song Ciwan's main image!
She wants to make money, build her identity, and find ways to make up for her current shortcomings.
