Chapter 184 Treasure Hunting Rat
Long before the departure, Elder Lin had given some instructions.
He told Jiang Lan to go to Chang Zhongmin to find out the situation.
During the day, he also felt a gaze coming from the mountain.
Jiang Lan casually took out tables and chairs, spirit wine, and food.
The two of them sat on the mountain, looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, drinking and chatting.
"So, that group of people came for the blood spirit rice?"
"Yes, a group of shallow-minded casual cultivators..."
"Seeing that the group of guards were full of blood, I thought they were physical cultivators, until they took action, I realized they were mortals."
"When I arrived, they were all entangled in karmic fire, and their lives were coming to an end..."
Jiang Lan nodded silently and filled a cup for them personally.
"Thank you, Junior Brother. Here's a toast."
"It seems that the blood spirit rice is not suitable for the mortal world. I will deal with it properly."
"That's good."
After the two drank half of the wine, Jiang Lan cleaned up and took out several bottles of 'gas gel' and some talismans and handed them to Chang Zhongmin.
Chang Zhongmin was dazzled by such a huge fortune. He was stunned for a long time and quickly refused.
"Absolutely not. This is my job. I have also accepted the mission of the sect. It is already quite generous!"
Jiang Lan shook his head.
"One thing is one thing. Junior Brother came to this mortal world to sit in the battle, which is harmful to his cultivation. He also helped my relatives and friends. This is what he deserves."
"Besides, these things are really not worth mentioning to me. Please accept them."
Chang Zhongmin refused several times. Seeing Jiang Lan's toughness, he still accepted them with a slightly red face.
In fact, he was also very envious of these, especially after Jiang Lan introduced their role.
But in terms of dealing with people, he is worthy of being a person that Elder Lin values, and he is very sensible.
Looking at Jiang Lan's back as he went down the mountain, Chang Zhongmin seemed to be in a dream. In a trance, he took it out again, admired it carefully, and couldn't help but curl up his lips and muttered.
"I have heard that this Senior Brother Jiang is very extraordinary, but I didn't expect him to be such a wealthy man."
"It may be a blessing to come here at the beginning..."
He accepted the mission and came here, and he had no choice but to end his life.
But these pills and talismans gave him a glimmer of hope. As long as he completed this mission, he might be able to break through the late stage of Qi training!
No words for the whole night...
The next day, Jiang Lan came to the 'He Mansion' to discuss matters with his uncle.
Looking at his uncle who was content with pleasure and had lost his figure, he didn't know what to say for a while.
He knew the reason, but was angry at his lack of struggle.
"Uncle, I have something to discuss with you this time..."
"But the matter of Liu Fudong? It's all up to you!"
Jiang Lan was stunned, but he was going to talk about this, so he nodded and agreed.
"There is one more thing. In the past five years, I have made a name for myself in Xiaoyao Sect and have a cave."
"I came back this time to ask your opinions. Do you want to give up the secular world and live with me in the cave in the fairy mountain?"
He Xiang was slightly moved when he heard this. He was ready to ask in detail: "Then..."
Before he finished asking the question, he was interrupted by the children outside the door.
"Dad..."
"Dad, play with us!"
The two children ran over and hugged He Xiang's legs.
He Xiang looked at Jiang Lan and saw that he looked calm, and then embarrassed.
"Xiaoyu, Rong'er, Dad has something to do, come later, okay?"
Two beautiful women rushed in from outside the door, "Dad has something to talk about, let's go find him later, okay?"
After a lot of coaxing, the two children were taken away.
"Uncle, are your children?"
In fact, they should be considered Jiang Lan's cousins, but he and his uncle are not close. They get along mostly in a superior-subordinate relationship, and Jiang Lan is still the boss...
Compared to blood, Jiang Lan still values feelings more.
He Xiang nodded and replied: "Yes, I thought I was saying goodbye to you forever, and the conditions were good, so..."
Jiang Lan nodded, indicating that he understood that in the mortal world, most children who enter the immortal gate will default to saying goodbye forever.
Very few people like Jiang Lan return to the mortal world and bring their families to the mountains.
After all, most people who come from the mortal world have no power background, and can only rely on themselves on the road to immortal cultivation. Bringing their families is a burden.
Afterwards, He Xiang continued the question that was interrupted before.
Jiang Lan explained patiently.
"What do you think, uncle?"
"Alas, I... I'd better not go, so as not to cause trouble for you."
"Besides, I... I have them to take care of..."
The "they" He Xiang was talking about were his beautiful wives and concubines. He had also asked about it, and Jiang Lan would not take a large group of people with him.
He was a responsible person. Now that he had a new family and life, he could not leave them alone.
In addition, he had no spiritual roots, so going to the mountains would only prolong his life.
Although he could live longer, a life of simple food and drink was unacceptable to him now.
After thinking it over again and again, he decided to live a rich life in this mortal world...
Everyone has their own aspirations, and Jiang Lan did not persuade him any more.
"Okay, I understand. By the way, uncle, the blood spirit rice..."
Then, Jiang Lan told him about the various hazards of the blood spirit rice and prepared to deal with them.
He Xiang's face was full of bitterness. He had noticed it after the big change.
"I hid those spiritual rices and never planted them again. I'll take you there..."
The two of them followed along and opened the long-sealed warehouse.
"Huh? Spiritual rice? How come there are so many less?"
"No one has come?" Jiang Lan asked.
"I have already ordered it, and no one has ever come!" He Xiang affirmed.
Jiang Lan pondered for a while. Last night, Chang Zhongmin also told him that no cultivators had approached since then.
Although he didn't know the specific situation, Jiang Lan took the lead in collecting all the spiritual rice.
"Chi, chi!"
Who would have thought that a little hamster would jump out from nowhere.
It was extremely fast. It ran to Jiang Lan's side in a few steps, and at the same time opened its mouth wide and bit Jiang Lan's calf...
However, it immediately knew that some people could not be bitten.
Jiang Lan was in the late stage of body refining, so how could a small hamster demon in the early stage of the first stage bite him?
It covered its mouth with its short hands and rolled on the ground.
Its eyes were full of tears, and it looked at Jiang Lan angrily. It looked cute.
"Hey, when did this blood spirit rice become yours?"
Jiang Lan could understand it because he had [animal language]. Just now, this little hamster yelled, 'Don't touch my food! ' Then it bit it.
"Ji, Ji!"
The little hamster actually had a reason.
It said that it came here first, and then observed it for a month. No one cared about it. It thought it was an ownerless thing, so it took it for granted!
"We just left it there for a little longer..."
Jiang Lan argued with it with interest, and at the same time, he found it interesting. How could a little demon in the early stage of the first level have such intelligence?
It looked like a child of about 10 years old. This intelligence was not even possible for some second-level demon beasts.
He was so excited that he threw an [Appraisal] over.
"Huh, I found a treasure."
Looking at the panel, Jiang Lan has begun to consider abducting this little hamster.
[Treasure Hunting Rat] (Juvenile stage: 10%)
Bloodline: Third-order lower grade
Strength: First-order early stage
Talent: 'Treasure smell'
Introduction: Born extremely sensitive to spiritual energy and treasure light, all spiritual things cannot escape its perception, timid by nature, first-class escape technique.
