Chapter 90 Huge Harvest (13)
Storage bag: 1pc.
High-grade spirit stone: 1 piece.
Mid-grade spirit stones: 12 pieces.
Low-grade spirit stones: 38 pieces.
Low-level artifacts: 3 pieces.
All kinds of talismans: several.
Various types of elixir: several.
Other valuable small objects: several.
"It even has high-grade spirit stones. How much oil and water did this dog get?"
Chen An counted the contents of the storage bag, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.
But soon, the shock turned into excitement.
1 high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 100 middle-grade spirit stones.
And 1 medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 100 low-grade spirit stones.
So many spirit stones!
Get rich!
Chen An was only excited for a moment, but quickly calmed down, got up and left quickly, and rushed upstairs to the guest room where his wife and daughter lived.
Killing the steward of Zhenbao Pavilion is equivalent to offending Xuan Huangzong behind Zhenbao Pavilion.
This place can't stay anymore.
You have to leave quickly.
Now that there are so many spirit stones, you can survive wherever you go.
Upstairs.
Rooms.
Chen An pushed open the door with a creak, and said to the three wives and concubines inside:
"Yun'er, Yueer, Yinger, let's go, we can't stay in the bamboo leaf forest."
"Husband, what happened?"
Wen Zhiyun couldn't bear it anymore this time, and asked with a worried face.
Chen An did not hide anything, and said truthfully:
"I just killed Guanshi Li of Zhenbao Pavilion, and now I have offended Zhenbao Pavilion and Xuan Huangzong behind Zhenbao Pavilion. We have to leave this place to escape."
When the wives and concubines heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
Wen Zhiyun calmed down, grabbed Chen An's hand and looked into his eyes:
"Husband, no matter what you do, I will support you."
As a tsundere concubine, although she often plays petty temper with Chen An, at a time like this, she will be very sensible and support her husband unconditionally without asking the reason or the consequences.
"Husband, Yinger is the same as Sister Wen!"
"Husband, so does Yueer."
"Daddy, I am just like my mothers!"
Chen Yuejian was still young, so she couldn't understand the conversation between her father and mothers, she just followed the crowd.
Seeing his wife and daughter supporting and trusting him without hesitation, Chen An felt very heartwarming.
But he didn't say much, just said to his wife and daughter:
"Time is limited, let's leave quickly."
"good."
Soon, the family of five left the guest room.
When I came downstairs.
Chen An saw that shopkeeper Liu was writing an envelope to send the letter to Feige.
Don't even think about it.
This must be to pass on what just happened here to the Zhenbao Pavilion.
Chen An strode over, rushed directly in front of shopkeeper Liu, stretched out a finger, and a ray of pill fire appeared on the fingertip with a "chuo".
Then, burn the letter paper that shopkeeper Liu was writing on.
"Chen... Alchemist Chen."
Facing Chen An who suddenly appeared in front of him, shopkeeper Liu was terrified.
The scene of Guanshi Li being beheaded with a sword just now is still vivid in his mind.
Fearing that Chen An would become angry, he cut him off with a sword.
Chen An didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly took out 10 middle-grade spirit stones and patted them on the table, with a blank expression on his face:
"Ingredients, medicine pills, talismans, and various daily necessities, I will take some away. These spirit stones must be enough."
"Enough...enough, Alchemist Chen can take whatever he wants, if not enough, I will pay for it myself."
Shopkeeper Liu didn't dare to say no more, for fear that Chen An would kill someone if he disagreed, and wished that he would finish his things and leave.
Chen An was very principled and did not take too much.
Just get enough goods worth a total of 10 middle-grade spirit stones at the cost price.
After finishing.
Chen An suddenly launched an attack and directly knocked shopkeeper Liu unconscious with a knife in his hand. He quickly tied him into a twist with a magic weapon "soul-locking rope" in the counter, and stuffed his mouth with a piece of cloth.
Leaving Treasure House with his wife and daughter.
Specially choose remote roads.
Avoid being discovered.
Because the little wife Song Huaying is a mortal, her walking speed is too slow, so Chen An put her on his back and ran wildly all the way.
Daughter Chen Yuejian was also held in Wen Zhiyun's arms and ran wildly all the way because she was still young.
"The speed of travel is still too slow."
"It would be great if I can learn some footwork, or master the flying of the sword."
Chen An thought while running wildly.
Unfortunately, I can only think about it.
After all, in the past 30 years, he lived in poverty and had to worry about the rent every day. How could he have the money to buy exercises or spells to learn?
As a low-level qi refining casual cultivator, it is basically enough to know the most basic qi refining formula.
If you want to know all kinds of spells during the Qi refining stage, you have to be the second generation of immortals or disciples of sects to do it.
The kind of person who sees a low-level casual cultivator who doesn't know spells and doesn't have a magic weapon, and says, "You're a fart fairy, what's the difference between you and a martial artist?"
I can only say, why not eat minced meat?
"When you get rich in the future, you must buy more spells to practice and improve your strength."
Chen An thought silently in his heart.
More than half an hour later.
The family of five is still fleeing.
There was not a single moment of pause.
I want to leave the bamboo leaf forest as soon as possible, so as not to change things later.
"Husband... Husband, I can't run anymore."
Gu Xinyue felt that her legs were sore, as heavy as if poured with iron and stone, and she was almost unable to walk.
Although she is a monk, her cultivation is only one level of Qi refining.
To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to being a stronger martial artist, not yet completely out of the category of mortals.
Once the intensity comes up, you will feel tired like ordinary people.
Chen An was very sympathetic to his wife and concubine. Seeing that his wife and concubine were too tired to run, he stopped and said:
"Everyone sit down and rest for a while, we will continue to set off after recovering our strength."
After finishing speaking, he took out a elixir that can help restore physical strength from the storage bag, and handed it to Gu Xinyue with a gentle expression:
"Come on, Yue'er, eat this qi and blood pill, it can speed up the recovery of physical strength."
"Thank you husband."
Gu Xinyue reached out to take the Qixue Pill, and swallowed it with a mouthful of sweet water from a bamboo tube.
Qi Xue Pill, a elixir for warriors, is also very effective for low-level monks.
This is because low-level monks don't use their spiritual power very well, and most of the time they have to rely on energy and blood to act like ordinary people.
During breaks.
Chen An took out the three low-level instruments from the storage bag.
are all body protectors.
He didn't even think about it, and distributed it to Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and his daughter as before.
Give one to each of the three of them.
Did not give Wen Zhiyun.
Wen Zhiyun can understand Chen An's approach. After all, Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Chen Yuejian are all weak people who have no ability to protect themselves, and they need the protection of body protection.
However, even though I know the truth is such a truth, I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
It was the first time to divide like this, and she accepted it.
But the second time it was divided like this, even if she didn't need these magical artifacts that much, she would feel uncomfortable in her heart.
Fortunately, Chen An was well prepared for this.
After distributing the body protection artifacts to his wife and daughter, he emptied out the storage bag he had obtained from Elder Zhao's body before, walked up to Wen Zhiyun and handed it to her:
"Yun'er, this storage bag is for you."
Wen Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and then said a little puzzled: "Husband, don't you use it yourself?"
"I already have one in use, you can use this one."
"Thank you husband!"
Wen Zhiyun took the storage bag with a happy face, held it in her hand and played with it fondly.
The dissatisfaction and imbalance that arose in my heart just now disappeared in an instant.
Compared with the three low-level instruments, the value of this storage bag is much higher.
Like low-level magic weapons, monks with a little savings in the late stage of Qi refining can afford to buy them.
As for the storage bag, it is a high-end product that only the great foundation builders can afford.
But now, Wen Zhiyun, whose cultivation base is only the eighth level of Qi Refining, can afford it, how can he not be happy?
Seeing that Wen Zhiyun couldn't put down the storage bag in her hand, Chen An was also sincerely happy.
It is said that poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, but it is different when they are rich. They can often give gifts to their wives and concubines, and a small surprise every day, so that wives and concubines can see their husbands everywhere.
At this moment, Chen An deeply realized this truth. Between husband and wife, there must be feelings and material things.
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PS: Set up a bowl, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation!
(end of this chapter)