Everyone in the world is here for profit, and everyone in the world is clamoring for profit. Wen Zhaozhao knows this very well, so early in the morning, before Mi Mi came to comb her hair, she went to the stall with a bag of spiritual stones. She and the past I also ordered five bowls of iced tofu.
The stall owner was very tight-lipped. No matter how Wen Zhaozhao asked how he and Mimi knew each other, he refused to answer directly. He would either say that he had a headache, or he would close his eyes and pretend to be dead. In the end, Wen Zhaozhao was really helpless and gave away a shiny The gem was slapped on the table, only to see some signs of looseness.
"Tell me the truth. I just saw that Mimi was in a bad state, and I was afraid that she would be in trouble. This spiritual stone was taken out from the bottom of the South China Sea by my father on my thousandth birthday. I heard that it can add five hundred yuan to the monsters." Years of cultivation, if you say so, this thing will be yours." Wen Zhaozhao had a look of pain on her face, but she was telling the truth. Although her own cultivation was poor, she couldn't stand her father's high thoughts. Her father had been having a steady flow of money for so many years. She was given spiritual stones and rare treasures as gifts, but she just didn’t have the talent.
The stall owner swallowed, held up his sleeves and turned away, leaving only a dry sentence saying that he was closing.
Wen Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows as he stared at the gem that was constantly reflecting light. It shouldn't be. No one on Yingzhou Island would not be tempted by this gem.
Lady Mouse was quite enthusiastic. She stared at the spiritual stone with greedy eyes. She narrowed her sharp eyes and sniffed exaggeratedly. She arched the stall owner's arm and said, "Why are you so stubborn with your old bones? You really are." I am a dog, but not a donkey. I don’t care if I don’t set up a stall in the past few days. Miss Renwen has come to my door, why don’t you tell me quickly.”
"Ms. Wen, is there any way I can help you? I have more news than this old thing." As soon as Mrs. Mouse's arms lay on the table, they turned into claws. She came to the spirit stone and smelled it again and again. Already feeling a bit elated.
The stall owner remained unmoved. He kept cleaning up his hands and couldn't hear anything. He snatched the bowls Wen Zhaozhao put on the table and put them all into the car. He refused to say anything. He put down the sign and asked for it. Leave.
Aunt Mouse cursed at him: "You bitch."
"What did you say?" The stall owner finally made a move. He jumped over like a ghost and held the rat lady's neck. Blood vessels bulged on his skinny arms, and his fingers looked like dry bamboo. Young people are so fresh.
The rat lady was out of breath and rolled her eyes. She kept twiddling its wrists with her paws, and her slender tail anxiously swept up a piece of dust.
When Wen Zhaozhao saw it, she hurried up to help. She opened her eyes wide and advised: "Old man, please let go quickly, Mrs. Rat is going to run out of energy."
After seeing Zhaozhao coming, the stall owner relieved himself and returned to his frail and old appearance. He turned around unsteadily and pushed the cart again.
Seeing him walking out of the area, Aunt Mouse started yelling again: "You old dog, you look like you are sick. I think you are very well. Have you forgotten who is looking after the stall for you? You have lost your soul." Come on, it’ll be better if you get sick and die.”
The more she talked about it, the angrier she became. When she finished speaking, she actually started to cry. She had runny nose in her left hand and tears in her right hand. Wen Zhaozhao could probably understand the mood of Lady Mouse. The rat race is already weak and small. He was always looked down upon by others, and he finally managed to gain a friend, but he ended up like this.
"Why are you so arrogant? You just won a few stones, and in turn you no longer recognize us old friends. Even the prince of the Tian clan has never seen you so arrogant."
The rat woman cried so hard that her whole body trembled, but Wen Zhaozhao keenly found the key information from her words, stone? What stone could be better than hers? She changed her mind about chasing after the stall owner, took out the gem from her arms and waved it in front of the Rat Lady.
"Mother-in-law, tell me what you know, and I will give you this spiritual stone." Wen Zhaozhao has been a bully for a long time, and he still has a way of coercing and luring people.
The Rat Lady immediately stopped crying and hugged the fluorescent spirit stone, licking the stone from beginning to end. Wen Zhaozhao hid in disgust, and the Rat Lady showed two big fangs and bit it. Then I safely put the things into the basket.
"Miss Wen, you know what you say is hard to follow." Seeing Wen Zhaozhao nodding, the rat woman began to recall: "This old man had a strange disease before. I don't know if he ate something bad or something, but he fell ill when he saw the sun. He had diarrhea, and no one came to this stall for several days. My old lady went to visit him at his house, and she also smelled a faint stench."
"No matter how many doctors I went to, I couldn't find a cure, but the blame lies here. This old man actually recovered without taking any medicine, and he also brought two spiritual stones with him. I have never seen these spiritual stones before, and they are glowing with silver. Scary.”
Rat Lady asked him many times, but he was fooled by his circumlocutions. When she was in a hurry, she lifted up her legs and took the car away.
"We have dignity as demons. If he doesn't tell me, I won't ask, so as not to get annoyed. But this ice tofu stall was passed down from the old man's grandfather's grandfather. Who knew he would stop doing it? You Isn't it weird?" Granny Mouse smiled bitterly: "Miss Wen, that's all I know. Although Old Man Li has a weird temper, he doesn't have bad intentions. If you are still curious, just ask him yourself. Bar."
The Rat Woman transformed into a gray-furred rat, and with a "squeak" sound, she got into the dry well nearby with the spirit stone in her mouth.
As soon as they left, Wen Zhaozhao's ears became much clearer and she pursed her lips. She managed to cheer up and got some news. Even if this trip was not in vain, she might as well just go home and ask Mi Mi. She would always guess on her own. It was not an option. As for stall owner Li, she wanted to find an opportunity to ask Jing Yuan. It was always uncomfortable to keep this matter in her heart.
Thinking like this, Wen Zhaozhao walked forward recklessly without raising her head. A figure suddenly appeared in front of her shoes. When Wen Zhaozhao got angry, he would raise his head to curse, but don't dig out his eyes.
When she really raised her head, she realized that it was Jing Yuan holding her arms. Wen Zhaozhao blinked, and the arrogance just now disappeared. She asked, "Why is His Royal Highness here?"
"Why don't you ask me if I have eyes?" Jing Yuan snorted. He saw Wen Zhaozhao bumping into him and raised his head with an angry look on his face. He used his fingers to figure out what she was planning.
Wen Zhaozhao muttered in his heart, how could he be heard even if he spoke in his heart.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me to the Nine Heavens." Jing Yuan has a deep understanding of Wen Zhaozhao's temperament in the past few days. If he didn't interrupt her in time, Wen Zhaozhao could talk about it for a whole day even in front of a dog.
Jing Yuan grabbed Wen Zhaozhao's wrist and jumped into the air. Unlike Yin He, who took care of others, he gained weight very quickly. The ice tofu in Wen Zhaozhao's stomach was overwhelming and almost reached his throat.
Qianliyan and Shunfenger saw the flash of golden light and knew that it was Jing Yuan who was back. The two of them had loud voices and wanted to tell the whole Heavenly Clan about this. Jingyuan had no choice but to cast a magic spell to seal them when they crossed the Heavenly Gate. voice.
Wen Zhaozhao covered her stomach and nodded to the two of them. The ninth heaven was actually more beautiful than she had dreamed. She kicked away a cloud. The colorful clouds stretched and gathered. The Nantian Gate was more beautiful than ten of her fathers. She was almost cumming when she stood up, and her mouth opened in surprise.
"If you vomit here, go sweep the ladder with Thunder God and Lightning Mother." Jing Yuan Yun looked at her lightly, and Wen Zhaozhao quickly covered his mouth.
Last night at Haishi, Thunder God and Lightning Mother deliberately restrained their auras to apologize to Jing Yuan, and they knelt in silence.
"You two have been serving in Heaven for many years, but you have interfered with life and death in the mortal world due to private matters. You have not entered the reincarnation. Do you want me to send you down?" Jing Yuan's voice was very low, and Xue Ming's snores disturbed the room one after another. Thunder God and Lightning Mother looked at each other, but refused to speak.
In the end, it was the Thunder God who blocked the Lightning Mother behind him, and he bowed deeply: "This is an old story before my husband and I ascended to the gods. At that time, we were still mortals. We had the ability to control thunder and lightning because of eating something by mistake. We originally wanted to hoe The strong helps the weak and we are heroes, but who knew that the parents in the county gave us a glass of poisonous wine. General Xue saved our lives. If his descendants are in trouble, we should also repay him with all our strength." Lei Gong said. He was also angry about this old incident. He met Jing Yuan's scrutinizing eyes and his tone was a little low: "This matter is all my fault and has nothing to do with my wife. I also ask the prince to spare my wife. You are injured now, maybe I The two of them can still be of some use."
Jing Yuan did not accept this trick. He squinted his eyes, his gaze became cold and dangerous, and the divine pressure on his body continued to increase. Under such circumstances, Lei Gong couldn't bear it, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
"It's not up to you to let him go." Jing Yuan got off the bed, opened the window, and looked at the distant moon. When the wind blew, he kept his arms open, and then the red hole was covered by the thunder and lightning. Seeing clearly, they were silent, and the coolness took away the heat that was constantly burning the red circles that gnawed at the skin. Jing Yuan crushed a flower that blew in: "But right now I do have something that I need you two to do."
Immortals are not divided into different levels, they just perform their own duties. The Thunder God and Lightning Mother looked down upon Jing Yuan at first. She only knew that he was a dragon egg left by Heaven to seal the energy of chaos. If the energy of chaos dies, Jing Yuan will too. Then destroyed. This is a secret that everyone in the heaven knows. They pity him and look down on him a little. When they met today, they realized that Jing Yuan's cultivation was already a bit scary. The two took their lives and flew away from the window.
Wen Zhaozhao couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the hundreds of thousands of heavenly steps she saw in the book. She followed Jing Yuan obediently and stopped looking around.
Arriving at Jing Yuan's residence, Wen Zhaozhao sighed: "It's exactly the same as in my dream."
"Have you ever dreamed about the Prince's Palace?" Jing Yuan dismissed the inspecting immortals and entered the palace. After all, Wen Zhaozhao had always been a little outrageous, and Jing Yuan never took anything he said to her seriously.
Wen Zhaozhao nodded and looked around excitedly. The Prince's Palace was magnificent, with a lifelike golden spirit dragon mural in the center, breathing out angrily. The jade screen surrounded the Weaver Girl's colorful flowing cloud satin, which was beautiful. It was so beautiful that Wen Zhaozhao wished he could take the Prince Palace down to earth with him.
"Don't just stand there, come here and look for something." Jing Yuan flew down and dropped a book from the bookshelf, hitting Wen Zhaozhao on the forehead.
He also accidentally discovered that although Wen Zhaozhao was useless, he had a good memory. He could memorize the books he read verbatim. For example, she knew the origin of the Chaos Qi very well. Yin He was tracking the traces of the Chaos Qi in the lower world. , Xue Ming’s words, don’t mention it.
Jing Yuan needs to control the number of people who know the energy of chaos to a smaller number, so Wen Zhaozhao is really the most suitable candidate.
Wen Zhaozhao rubbed her painful forehead and glared at Jing Yuan complainingly, knowing that something was up.
"There are at least 20,000 volumes of books here. Which one do you want me to find?" Wen Zhaozhao picked up a book and opened it. This book has been read by Jing Yuan. There are annotations in it, but the handwriting is old and very childish. , it looked like I had read it when I was a kid.
There was also a small flower drawn on the footer. Wen Zhaozhao covered her mouth and secretly laughed. She threw the book away and picked up another one. There were actually notes in it. Wen Zhaozhao was shocked. Not every book here was written by Jing. I think Yuan has read it, so it’s too difficult for the prince.
"Look for the scroll that records the energy of chaos." Jing Yuan moved the ladder for Wen Zhaozhao to step on. The hole in his chest hurt so much that he fell straight down from the sky.
"Prince!"
