Chapter 9 Second Brother He Ling

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The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi are clean and clear. He immediately swept away, but fell on the turtle lying on the ground. He lowered his eyes and said, “My turtle has disappeared for four days, listen to less talk about you here.”

Wen Jing slowly turned to her side, covering her cold Tintin, a little embarrassed: “Yes, it has been living here all the time.”

The clothes around your feet are full of stinky soil, so you ca n’t wear them.

Clean clothes …

Hanging on a bamboo pole behind Jun Yan, fluttering in the wind.

Jun Yanzhi looks at the big turtle on the ground: “Did it trouble you?”

Wen Jing was in distress, and he laughed and said, “I’m very sensible, I haven’t had any trouble … Brother Jun, on the bamboo pole behind you, there is a clean dress hanging on it …”

The voice didn’t fall, and a pair of light gray pants and blouse flew over to him. Wen Jing quickly wiped her body, tied her pants tight, and her heart widened.

Jun Yanzhi’s gaze fell on Wen Jing’s body. He smiled instead of smiled. He moved his lips and seemed to say something, but he didn’t say anything. He squatted down slowly and picked up the big turtle on the ground: “… Thank you for your care, I took it away.”

The gentle face is as elegant as a cloud, with a long slender figure, and the air behind is dazzling. It ’s just a goddess outside Jiuzhong …

Wen Jing quickly returned to Shinto: “Brother Jun, let’s go.”

The man in Tsing Yi flew in the air holding the big turtle, glanced back at him, and slightly raised his eyebrows: “See you in another day.”

The tortoise is still stingy, but moved his four short legs and looked at Wen Jing.

The boy watched the man’s figure go away, the setting sun was hidden under the clouds, and the sky finally darkened.

………… I’m the divider …………

After half a month, the ground is getting harder in late autumn. Wen Jing and Mo Shaoyan and Kuching Ping were busy for a few days, harvested and stored the vegetables in the garden, and held a small meeting.

Liu Qianmo was also here, brought a cup of tea, and listened to their discussion.

Kuching is the oldest and cleared his throat. He first spoke: “The vegetables received were winter melon, kidney beans, sweet potatoes, beans, yam, cabbage, and lentils. There are not many fruits, only pears, hawthorns and peaches. All three storage rooms are full, so you can definitely survive the winter without eating. “

“Where’s the spirit grass?”

Ku Jinping said: “We have only planted spirit grasses for refining Huanglongdan and Jinsuidan, and 20% have been harvested, for a total of 148 plants. The rest are afraid to spend the winter in the garden.”

Liu Qianmo nodded: “Lingcao can only mature once in three to five years, so take care of it.”

Ku Jinping said, “The next thing is less. Should we take turns taking care of the vegetable garden?”

Liu Qianmo was about to answer, Mo Shaoyan said slowly: “Brother, don’t listen to him, he is lazy.”

Kuching Ping said angrily: “Why am I lazy? I didn’t have much work to do. Did you see that? Brother, he’s all talking to me like this!”

Liu Qianmo’s mouth drew: “Jinping also makes sense. Three years later, the summit will be tested, and you will take advantage of the winter training, and you will need to rise to two levels, and I will check it next spring.”

Ku Ping stayed a bit, calculated in his mind, and regretted: “… In this case, it is better to visit the vegetable garden.”

Mo Shaoyan said slowly, “What did you just say?”

Ku Jinping was annoyed again: “You shut up.”

Liu Qianmo said: “In this case, the three take turns to take care of the vegetable garden. Jinping in the first day, less in the second day, the third road in the third year, and so on. The rest of the time must not be lazy and practice in the house.”

The three nodded: “Yes.”

Since then, Wen Jing only needs to go to the vegetable garden once every three days, and she really has a lot of leisure. In another month, his cultivation was faintly showing signs of breaking through the sixth layer of qi, but unfortunately he was born with a general understanding, and his progress in the art was a little slow.

On this day, Wen Jing just went out, and I saw snow falling between the heavens and the earth.

Winter is finally here.

On a thin layer of snow in the open space, a large black turtle shell squatted, and his head and limbs shrank.

Wen Jing didn’t know whether the turtle was afraid of cold or not, he carried it into the room and put it on the bed.

The tortoise’s head and four short legs protruded out, and black eyes stared at Wen Jing, scooping into his bed.

The turtle stayed for ten days and a half months, but Jun Yan never appeared again. Wen Jing kept the turtle as his pet and sometimes held it to sleep.

This afternoon is another day for Wen Jing to take care of the vegetable garden. He covered the big turtle with a quilt, leaving a plate of corn kernels before leaving.

When I first arrived in the garden, my goal was a mess.

Nearly 20% of the spirit grass was bitten and bitten, the green leaves were everywhere, and a golden beast stood in the middle, still biting, devouring, and making a happy roar.

Wen Jing has a blue complexion, too late to think, and ran into the kitchen to get a bottle of vinegar. At this time in winter, the water in the bucket was frozen. He hardened the ice and poured a bottle of vinegar into it.

The golden beast smelled vinegar, looked up, and looked at it, but couldn’t resist the temptation of the spirit grass, and buried its head to bite. Wen Jing slowly approached holding the bucket and splashed fiercely.

The bucket of vinegar was all sprinkled on the golden beast.

The beast roared immediately and jumped up.

Vinegar makes its shell itch, as if there are thousands of ants biting, extremely painful. Where did it endure such torture, wailing, roaring and tumbling, and rushed to Wen Jing again, trying to bite him to death.

Wen Jing did not dare to neglect, spread his legs, and fled in the vegetable garden.

After a short run, the little beast banged and fell softly on the hard ground.

Wen Jing found the rope and tied it firmly.

“The spirit-gathering beast is golden, with a hard shell, but extremely afraid of vinegar. Sprinkle vinegar with water, itch it first, and stun it after a scent of incense. Unfortunately, few people know this, Wu Ying Although he is the owner, he has no knowledge. “

—— Chapter 15 from The Robbery of All Living Beings.

Just tied up, a man’s voice came from outside: “Eight wind, go!”

Wen Jing dragged the Spirit Beast and kicked it fiercely in the hidden cellar in the garden.

“Eight Winds? Go away!” The man outside waited for a long time without seeing anybody, and walked into the garden without hesitation, “Eight winds! Have you eaten enough?”

Wu Ying looked around, but did not see the golden beast, and saw a teenager standing in front of him.

The teenager is only thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and sturdy, with a beautiful appearance. His thin lips clenched tightly, his eyes were cold and firm, though a little nervous.

Wu Ying raised her eyebrows and said, “Did you see eight winds?”

Wen Jing nodded: “I saw it and I caught it.”

Wu Yingxi laughed: “It’s up to you? Have you caught it?”

Wen Jing looked at him coldly and sneered: “Believe it or not, follow you.”

Wu Ying frowned doubtfully and shouted a few “eight winds” without getting any response. He Tieqing asked, “What happened to you?”

“It’s not dead yet, but I can kill it.”

Wu Yingyang has been gathering this spirit beast for several years, only to use the aura gathered by it to build the foundation, how to get killed? His palm gathered with aura, faintly white, threatened: “Return the eight winds to me!”

Wen Jing shouted and fled: “How much spirit grass did your spirit beast eat! You pay the money first!”

A spirit of Wu Ying sent out, hit Wen Jing’s feet, and immediately broke a stone.

“Give me back!”

“Repay the money! There are a total of 212 spirit stones! I will give you eight winds when you pay back!”

Wu Ying resentfully said, “I just don’t pay back!”

Wen Jing said: This rogue, poor ghost, I am afraid that there are not even twenty spirit stones. I do n’t have the money to buy spirit grass, he bullied us, never seen such a shameless person.

With a bang, there was a sharp pain in the shoulder, and Wen Jing fell to the ground.

Wu Ying came up angrily: “What about Bafeng?”

Wen Jing covered her shoulder coldly: “I have the ability to find it myself.”

Wu Ying was anxiously searching in the garden, but no trace of Juling Beast was seen: “Do n’t you say it? I just burned your garden without saying it!”

A loud cry, the hay on the ground is on fire.

Wen Jing was a little scared: He burned the garden, what did Hui Shifeng and others eat in winter? But if he weakens now, this Wu Ying will surely appease them in the future.

His heart was overwhelming: “You burn it, it is best to burn this vegetable garden and burn me to death. Not only will you no longer be able to gather the spirit beast, you will also be charged with burning Hui Shifeng and killing fellow students ! “

Wu Ying stared at him with a blue face, and the fire spread quickly, almost climbing to the storeroom.

At this moment, the gale screamed, flew into the garden, and a sudden rain fell in the sky, putting out the fire with a thunderbolt. A dark gray figure fell beside the two, and said coldly, “Who set the fire?”

This man is tall and looks twenty-five or sixty-years-old, with a knife-like profile and a cold eyebrow.

When Wen Jing first entered the peak, Liu Qianmo had taken him to see all the brothers. He quickly said: “Second Brother, this Wu Ying is going to set fire to our vegetable garden!”

The gray-clad man was furious, and Wu Ying couldn’t help but quibble and split it in the palm of his hand.

“Ah-”

Wu Ying screamed and fell to the ground, her face pale, and the bones of her shoulders were broken.

“The second elder brother He Ling is a mutant Fengling root. He has a cold temperament and can’t bear to listen to nonsense. When he meets a displeased person, he has to beat him. He once caused countless incidents for Hui Shifeng. Retreat and practice, don’t allow him to gossip. “

—— Chapter 15 from The Robbery of All Living Beings.

Wen Jing looked at He Ling sternly, only to see him hit with another palm.