Jin Qi was a little excited and overwhelmed, but he still asked very considerately,
"Old man, it's not appropriate to give me such a valuable thing. After all, it is Wu Daozi's treasure. You might as well keep it as a thought."
"It doesn't matter, after a hundred years, this money will return to my hands, and it will be treated as a temporary loan to you."
Jiang Chen laughed and patted Jin Qi on the shoulder. He didn't mean to disgust Jin Qi. After all, what he said was the truth.
Jin Qi's expression was blank at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Also, I will definitely not live as long as the old man, and the money will eventually return to the old man's hands. This is equivalent to renting it, but the life span is a bit longer.
After figuring out the joints, Jin Qi smiled and drew in the air with a pen, having a great time.
"Stop playing around. I remind you that with this little bit of aura in you, this painting won't have much effect. Don't think that with this money, you can do whatever you want. If something goes wrong,
Don't blame me for not being able to save you in time."
At this time, Jin Qi was just like Wu Daozi who had just gotten the brush. However, Wu Daozi drew on the ground neatly and tested the ability of the brush immediately. He did not just wave it around like Jin Qi.
"Hey, old man, your ideas are too old-fashioned. There are no dangers in modern society. And do you think I am a troublemaker? The most I can do is pretend to be 13 with a pen. But a little girl will never provoke someone as high as you.
Human."
Jin Qi still doesn't know what happened to Jiang Chen and Jiang Churan during the day, and judging from his more than 20 years of life, he has indeed never encountered any risks and is fearless.
Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.
Jiang Chen shook his head, ignored Jin Qi who was so excited that he couldn't find Bei, and walked back to his room with his hands behind his back.
"Smart home."
Jiang Chen looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar house in front of him. Although Jiang Chen did not make any modifications to his bedroom, the modified wiring and newly purchased furniture were delivered to Jiang Chen's bedroom by Jin Qi.
Now except for the same house, everything else is brand new. The light bulb above the head used to be the most ordinary light bulb, but now it has been replaced by an incandescent light bulb. This light can even be turned off with a strange password.
"housekeeper."
"here I am."
"Turn off the lights."
"Okay, I'll turn off the light for you."
The lights in the room instantly went out.
With just a few words, people can easily turn on and off lights without getting up or using other means.
Computers can also allow people to know everything in the world without leaving home.
As Jiang Chen learned more about modern life,
He became more and more confused about the fact that he had founded a sect and taught the cultivation methods.
Apart from being able to live longer, what meaning does cultivation have for mortals?
In the beginning, mortals chose to practice,
One is for longevity,
The second is to protect your own safety.
But as Jin Qi said, the social legal system is becoming more and more perfect, and ordinary people will not encounter any danger to their lives throughout their lives.
In modern society, there are so many temptations, and no one may choose to take the long and boring road.
In addition, the last time I taught internal skills, most mortals' bodies were unable to practice it. How can people who can't practice internal skills practice Taoism and spiritual energy?
Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes tightly.
Use your thousands of years of experience to find the answer.
Jin Qi played outside the house for a long time, and finally had a good time and stretched out. When he turned around, he saw that the lights in Chu Huaixiang's house were still on, which could be seen from the reflection on the window.
Jiang Churan was also in Chu Huaixiang's room at this time, and the two seemed to be chatting about something.
"Dong dong dong"
Jin Qi was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He really wanted to find someone to share his joy. Since Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang were not asleep yet, they were the best listeners.
"What are you doing!"
Jiang Churan, who was in the room, shouted impatiently at the top of his voice.
"No, aren't you afraid that I am an old man? Are you so angry?"
Jin Qi stood outside the door and touched his nose. He was provoking someone.
"Huh, grandpa wouldn't knock on a girl's door in the middle of the night like you do. If you fart, hurry up!"
Jiang Churan's disdainful voice came.
"No, let me go in first and show you something good. The old man just gave me a magic weapon, and I urgently need to share it with you."
Jin Qi explained.
"Xiao Ranran, just let him in. There's nothing shameful anyway. Just let him in for analysis."
"But..."
"It's nothing to worry about. I've never encountered this kind of thing before. One more person will provide more reference value."
"All right."
In the room, Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang were discussing quietly, but Jiang Chen
The night here was extremely quiet. Even if Jiang Churan and Chu Huaixiang lowered their voices, Jin Qi could still hear every word.
The conversation between the two aroused Jin Qi's curiosity, and his heart was like a cat scratching his head. He knocked on the door again to urge,
"Open the door quickly and tell me what's wrong. If it's something sad, you can make me happy!"
"Get out!"
Jiang Churan opened the door and glared at Jin Qi.
"Just kidding, just kidding. What's going on?"
Jin Qi squeezed into the room with a smile. When he saw Jiang Churan's face, he immediately changed his expression and asked with concern.
"Tsk, it's a shame that you can't be an actor with your face-changing speed."
Chu Huaixiang sat on the bed and couldn't help but complain.
When Jiang Churan closed the door again as if guarding against thieves, Jin Qi casually grabbed Chu Huaixiang's gaming chair, lowered the backrest, and lay on the chair with his legs crossed.
"Tell me, what happened to make you so unhappy."
Jiang Churan glanced at Jin Qi, his face turned a little darker, he sat back on the bed, and hesitantly said,
"At noon today, when my grandpa and I were shopping, we met a bad person."
"What?"
Jin Qi lay on the chair with his hands behind his head.
"With such a large public, is it possible that there are still people who want to rob and molest in the street?"
Seeing that Jin Qi had misunderstood, Chu Huaixiang explained,
"No, when Xiaoran and the old man were shopping at the antique street, they accidentally entered a terrorist den. Not only was there a large group of thugs inside, they even had guns!"
Jin Qi's expression suddenly became serious. He sat up from his chair and looked at Jiang Churan seriously.
"Are you sure they have guns?"
Jiang Churan glared at Jin Qi,
"I eat chicken every day, but I still can't figure out what a gun is? Besides, it's not like they didn't shoot. I've personally experienced the noise and bullets."
"A shot was fired?"
Jin Qi looked up and down Jiang Churan's body. He didn't look like he was in a gunfight.
"Magneto knows, at that time a group of people with guns surrounded my grandfather and me and a police uncle, and then my grandfather stretched out his hand at the moment they fired, and all the bullets stayed in the air and were blocked by an invisible wall.
blocked."
Jiang Churan said while gesturing Jiang Chen's movements.