Chapter 67, distrust

Yang Zhao understood what the other party meant. He said that the efficacy of the spiritual contract was his own. They wanted to buy more spiritual contracts and go back for verification to determine the degree of trust in her future cooperation.

Yang Zhao: "I only have six in my hand now. I will transport all six to you later. You can choose one to write the contract."

The country is rich and the people are strong: "Yes, six cards are fine."

Yang Zhao: "Then let's start the exchange. Take out two thousand yuan from the money given to me to pay the phone bill, and give the remaining money directly to me."

Guofu Minqiang: "Okay, can we trade within an hour?"

Yang Zhao: "No problem!"

She packed up the books and carefully put the listening ear into a small box. Then she compiled the acupuncture teaching videos and sent them to Guo Fu Min Qiang.

When the time was up, Yang Zhao placed the Dao card on the object to be traded, made a hand seal with his hands, and shouted: "The world is infinite, the universe has changed!"

There was only one Dao sign left in front of me.

One hour and 28 minutes later, a large stack of silver bricks appeared in front of her, one piece weighing 100 grams, a total of 106 pieces.

Later, Guofu Minqiang negotiated the terms of the spiritual contract with her on his mobile phone, and then signed his own name - Zhang Fuguo.

Yang Zhao then delivered the agreed upon spiritual deed and signed his name.

In an instant, the spiritual contract turned into powder, and a red mark appeared on Yang Zhao's wrist.

The spiritual contract is accomplished!

She touched the red mark on her wrist, and felt a surge of sadness in her heart.

She knows that no one on the other side trusts her, and no one completely trusts her.

Even his parents and younger brothers still have doubts about his identity.

But who can say that their suspicions are wrong? Their family members have been lost inexplicably, and they are said to have traveled to another world inexplicably. Who can guarantee that there is no big conspiracy in such ridiculous things?

Who knows if the person contacting them through the mobile phone is not their relative?

Memories can be tortured, tone of voice can be faked, and even in the world of cultivation, there is a saying of seizing one's body.

Who knows if the soul under that skin is the same person?

Therefore, although Yang Yun's words when contacting her also revealed worries, he would not go into the conversation further.

And her parents never chat with her, and only ask her to send them a video when they really miss her.

But can Yang Zhao blame them for overthinking?

The fact that she still had Fang Shuli in her soul made her understand that the worries in her family were justified.

Moreover, Yang Zhao himself is the same. Ever since he came to this strange world, he has been suspicious of everyone.

From the first time she met Fang Shuli, who was pretending to be Master Gongsun, to the current master Shen Ruoyu, no one could completely trust her.

If the Lord of Laiyuan Mansion had not given the location of Si Nan to Shen Ruoyu for safekeeping, Yang Zhao would not have considered traveling with him.

If Shen Ruoyu hadn't given her the positioning of Si Nan a few days ago, Yang Zhao would not have considered practicing the skills he gave her, let alone asked about it!

She is guarding against others, and she cannot blame others for guarding against her.

But she understood intellectually, but emotionally she felt aggrieved. But being aggrieved was useless, so she could only find another way.

When blood ties could not maintain the relationship, Yang Zhao chose to bind it with interests.

As long as the interests are the same, she can get the maximum support from the other party.

Whether it's incense or technology.

If she competes with local monks for incense, she has absolutely no chance of winning, but the incense in her hometown is easy to collect. The key is the large population.

Compared with my hometown, the population here is not of the same order of magnitude.

This path of spiritual practice is too difficult, and she always needs to find strong support to help her embark on the path.

The most important thing now is to gain trust, increase your influence, and then do other things.

Beep!

Guofu Minqiang: "Can I purchase that listening ear? We count it as a special item and pay 100% of the purchasing fee."

Yang Zhao: "No, I just have this one. Maybe I can ask you about it. But don't have too high hopes."

Guofu Minqiang: "Okay, it depends on your convenience. The purchase of vein leaves can also be put on the agenda. Let's get a batch of poor quality ones first."

Yang Zhao: "I will find the seller as soon as possible."

These things finally came to an end, and Yang Zhao could devote his time to practicing spells at night.

The book given by Zong Sheng recorded a total of more than twenty small spells. Such as lighting, purification, dust removal, simplified tracking spells, lightening spells, etc.

Yang Zhao first found a spell to gather water polo—water polo technique—and started learning it.

It says that it will be easier to learn in a place with sufficient water vapor. Huanglong Port is located on the seaside, so this spell should be easy to learn.

All the tricks and spells are designed to build a stable structure for the spiritual power.

But these moves were too labor-intensive. Yang Zhao lingered for a long time, and before going to bed, she summoned a small water ball, which was only one mouthful, crystal clear, and finally let her drink it by herself.

There is no strange smell, just like ordinary water.

From then on, Yang Zhao would go to Miss Ruojuan's house in the morning every day, and go to Xiaoyu to study in the afternoon with various questions from Guo Fu Min Qiang.

Of course, these questions were asked to Xiaoyu's aunt, and Xiaoyu basically couldn't understand the questions.

Night is her time to practice her exercises and spells.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhao recorded several videos of her practicing small spells, one was water polo, and the other was magic trick.

After all, she had learned the art of Mingming for a long time. In the dark room, she could clearly see the rising of the light ball.

I'm not very good at water polo. When I learned it for the first time, the water polo I made was very small, but it was so beautiful when the sun shined on it.

She edited the two videos together and sent them online.

She hasn't posted videos on time for a few days, and sure enough, there were a lot of complaining messages in the comment area.

"What's wrong with this blogger? He loves to let others go."

"If you are not active in making money, you have a problem with your thinking."

"Is there anyone who wants to crowdfund to buy blades? Please add me."

"I'm still a new fan, so I stopped updating."

"I'm different. I came to see the various animals, vehicles, and sword-flying special effects in this video."

"It's unreasonable. How can a fish carry people flying in the sky?"

"This is a special effects video, what is reasonable or unreasonable?"

Under the comments, fans were buzzing and seemed full of energy.

Now only these troll netizens can soothe her nervous nerves.

Finally, half a month later, Miss Xiaoyu’s course officially ended.

Yang Zhao asked Miss Xiaoyu where the vein leaves were sold so that he could buy some.

It's just a pity that vein leaves are controlled products to a certain extent. People like her with no identity background can only buy five pieces in a store, and they have to register.

I'm thinking about whether to open a copy or just wait and see. I'll update it today.
Chapter completed!