It was a small white jade bead, about the size of a thumb.

"What is this?" Han Sanqian frowned slightly.

Even though he hadn't taken it yet, Han Sanqian could already feel the chill coming from it, and there was a faint whiteness on the bead.

"The Silkworm God said that it is a jade ice bead, and the temperature can drop sharply with just a little strength." Lei Gong said softly.

After saying that, Lei Gong raised his hands slightly and presented the beads with great respect.

Han Sanqian glanced at everyone, nodded, took the bead, and sure enough, as soon as he touched the bead, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that the temperature in his whole body had dropped a lot.

But, what did she do for herself?!

"There is also a sachet, which can be opened when the situation is critical." The old village chief said, and also presented a white sachet with both hands.

After taking the sachet, it looked ordinary, but the texture was very fine, and there seemed to be a note hidden inside.

"Get up." Han Sanqian really didn't want so many people to kneel in front of him. He felt that he couldn't bear it, so he said to everyone.

"Thank you, my ancestors and grandfather." Although the crowds rose up, they still kept thanking Han Sanqian in unison.

Han Sanqian looked helpless. He was a young man, and he was considered a middle-aged man. He was called uncle directly. Forget it. What kind of ancestors are the grandfathers...

However, Han Sanqian had no choice but to call them, no matter how they wanted to.

The old village chief ignored that and clapped his hands. Suddenly, several people came over with a few wooden boxes: "Grandpa, this is all about everyone's wishes. They are all dry food on the road. Please accept it."

"Yes, after leaving this village, there will be sand and soil for thousands of miles, and there will be no people in this box. There are food and drinks for you to provide." Lei Gong also said softly.

Han Sanqian waved his hand. The conditions in the village were limited, so how could he have the nerve to take the villagers' food?

"With your cultivation level, it's okay even if you don't eat or drink for several months, but what about your subordinates?" the old village chief advised.

"Sanqian, since it is everyone's wish, please accept it." Ningyue walked up a few steps and persuaded softly.

Han Sanqian was quite helpless, sighed and looked at the old village chief and said, "Actually, I am more worried about you than you care about us."

"I know what my ancestors are worried about, but you don't need to worry. The Silkworm Goddess has already made some arrangements." The old village chief chuckled.

Hearing this, Han Sanqian let out a long sigh. He was always very worried. If he left then, once Pei Hu came back to take revenge, the people in the village would usher in the end of the world. If the Silkworm Goddess arrangements were made, Han Sanqian would be much more at ease.

"Okay, since that's the case, we've taken over the things." Han Sanqian nodded and then ordered: "Ningyue."

"Yes." Ningyue nodded, waved her hand and put several boxes directly into her storage space.

Then, Han Sanqian's hands shook slightly, and a batch of gold, silver and jewelry were sprinkled out of the space ring.

"If you give me something, I will give you some gifts, although I don't know if this thing is useful to you." Han Sanqian said in a low voice.

In terms of value, a bunch of jewelry is obviously higher than these boxes of dry food, but in some special environments, such as remote areas such as those without the village in front and the land in the back, the treasure becomes worthless.

Therefore, Han Sanqian not only did not think he had lost money, but also felt a little guilty.

From the eyes of the old village chief and a group of villagers, Han Sanqian also affirmed this conjecture. Although they were very happy, Han Sanqian understood that their joy came from the gifts he gave.

They just regarded this as a gift from the master, and they just enjoyed it.

"Thank you, my grandfather." The old village chief expressed his gratitude on behalf of the villagers.

"You are polite to the village chief." Han Sanqian smiled lightly, then looked at everyone: "It's almost dawn, so we won't bother you anymore. Just leave here, we still need to hurry."

"Grandpa, let's leave here." The old village chief bowed slightly.

Behind him, the villagers also bowed slightly to express their salutes. Han Sanqian, led by Han Sanqian, also returned the salutes one by one, and joined the large army in the village, and walked out of the village.

Almost shortly after their group of people left the village, something magical happened in the village...
Chapter completed!