Su Zimu didn't have to explain so much to the unrelated Bagua Hall, but Bian Yuming had to say something. He took the time to go to the restaurant and revealed the news that he was about to travel far. After hearing this, Bian Yuming scratched his head.
Scratching his cheek: "That's it, just wait for me for a while!"
After saying that, he turned around and went into the inner room. After a while, he took out a very inconspicuous little bag and put a handful of spiritual stones in it. "Zi Mu, good men are ambitious in all directions. Uncle Bian has nothing to give you."
Yes, take this tip bag and be prepared when you go out!"
Su Zimu quickly declined: "Uncle Bian, I can't accept it!"
This thing is a standard equipment for monks, but in the eyes of mortals, it is an incredible treasure.
The brocade bag is actually a storage bag, and it is also called Qiankun bag and mustard seed bag. Although they all have the same meaning, monks are all cultural people and like to talk about elegance. How could they choose such a straightforward name?
Therefore, those who are not so particular are called Baobao Bag or Baobao Bag, and those who are a little more particular are basically called Tip Bags.
Some people also call the good ones a brocade bag, and the bad ones a treasure bag. They are all talking about the same thing, and they are given obscure names, which also means that wealth should not be revealed.
"Take it!" Bian Yuming refused to say anything and put it directly into Su Zimu's hand, "Why are you so polite to me? Do you look down on me?"
When Su Zimu heard this, he could only accept it: "Thank you, Uncle Bian."
"You're welcome. If I weren't your kid, I wouldn't be able to accumulate this kind of wealth. Remember, you don't have true energy, and you can't imprint spiritual consciousness. Anyone can open this bag, so be sure to hide it. Also, cultivation is not achieved overnight.
Three years and five years are not short, and ten and eight years are not long. Whenever you make a breakthrough and come back, with me and your Uncle Yun here, you will have a foothold no matter what!"
Su Zimu bowed deeply, but said no more polite words.
Sometimes, when there is a relationship, being polite can lead to resentment.
After saying goodbye, Bian Yuming returned to the drug store. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by Xu Yun: "Zi Mu, take this with you."
As he spoke, he placed an ordinary cloth bag in front of Su Zimu.
The anchor of Su University was immediately stunned, another one?
"Uncle Yun..."
Xu Yun waved his hand: "Put it away. If you don't have true energy, you can't imprint your spiritual consciousness. If you go out, your wealth will not be revealed..."
Su Zimu's expression was a little uncontrollable, and even his words were so similar. Did you two discuss this in advance?
Noticing that his expression was wrong, Xu Yun frowned in confusion: "What's your expression?"
Su Zimu took out the tips bag sent by Bian Yuming: "This is a gift from Uncle Bian."
The two old men have a good relationship. There is nothing to keep secret about this matter, and there is no need at all.
Xu Yun was slightly startled, then laughed: "We two old guys want to go together. It's okay. You can just keep what I gave you, and you can keep it with you for later use."
Su Zimu nodded: "Uncle Yun, can this thing be made into something else?"
"Something else? What else?" Xu Yun didn't understand at all.
Su Zimu gestured to himself: "For example, sew it on the body, or make it into a belt, bracelet or ring..."
Xu Yun suddenly realized: "Well, of course there is, but the kit is just the lowest level magical weapon. It is not worth many spiritual stones. There is no need to make it so complicated. Other things are different... Let me tell you now.
These are of no use, so let's ask Ning'er to help you make a belt and sew these two pouches on it."
"Okay." Su Zimu agreed immediately.
He didn't have the habit of hanging a bag. He wasn't used to it and didn't find it convenient. No matter whether other people could see that this thing was extraordinary or not, it wasn't necessary.
Isn't it good to carry it in your arms? It's private and safe.
So, he planned to sew one on his arms and one on his belt, double insurance, so happy!
But Su Zimu never expected that when he found Xu Ning, this straightforward girl actually took out a small bag and handed it over: "Xiao Muzi, this is for you."
Su Zimu was stunned on the spot. The co-authorship was not decided by two people, but by the three of you!
The tips bags given by Xu Yun and Bian Yuming were all of the same virtue. They were gray and inconspicuous. They were no different from ordinary people's bags containing copper coins. They were inconspicuous wherever they went.
Xu Ning is a girl after all, so the brocade bag she gave was much more exquisite, with a crooked plum blossom embroidered on it.
Cough, this senior sister Ning has never liked female celebrities. To be able to do this is because the sun has already risen in the west!
Seeing that Su Zimu didn't answer, Xu Ning immediately became unhappy: "What's the matter, do you think you're ugly?"
"No, no!" Su Zimu snatched the kit into his hand, "What about that? Uncle Yun and Uncle Bian also gave me two. Please help me sew them on my body, senior sister!"
Huh? There are actually as many as three?
Xu Ning became sour on the spot: "Why didn't anyone tell me? If I had known, I would have given something else..."
"No, no, this is fine." Su Zimu quickly expressed his attitude.
Although the things are repeated, the thoughts are not repeated!
Xu Ning found a needle and thread and sewed a brocade bag on her clothes: "Okay, that's it."
Su Zimu quickly took out another one: "There's more here."
"Forget it about those two." As she spoke, Xu Ning had already put away her needle and thread, "You have to wash your clothes, right? Is it convenient to sew them all on your body?"
When Su Zimu thought about it, it was really inconvenient.
"Also, I'll teach you to be good, don't put the kit in your arms at any time, unless it contains only small items."
"Why?" Su Zimu asked puzzledly.
"Small items are fine, but what if it's a sword?" Xu Ning made a gesture of taking something out of her arms, "It's a trivial matter to damage your clothes, but is it appropriate to use a sword on yourself?"
That's quite inappropriate!
Su Zimu suddenly realized: "That's not appropriate."
"You can teach me!" Xu Ning patted him on the shoulder and walked away with a smile.
Su Zimu twitched the corner of his mouth and did not intend to trouble Xu Ning anymore. He found a needle and thread and sewed another kit on his belt.
Comparing them together, he suddenly felt that his needlework seemed to be better than Xu Ning's!
Is it a fat thing to have a little pain in my balls?
After rubbing his hands, Su Zimu opened the bag of tips given by Bian Yuming. It turned out that the inside was pitifully small, with only a space as big as a drawer.
A handful of spiritual stones are piled in the corner, simple, crude and practical.
The kit that Xu Yun gave was much stingier. There were only a dozen pieces of spiritual stones, but there were a lot of gold and silver, which was enough for ordinary people to live a lifetime without worrying about food and drink.
Su Zimu couldn't help but grin. There was no need for gold or silver in Xianfang. Was this preparing him in advance that he would not be able to come back? Or was it hinting to him not to come back after he left?
Bah, this old man is very bad!
Looking at the bag of tips given by Xu Ning, she opened it with great anticipation...and then nothing happened. The bag was empty, not a single thing in it.
Su Zimu couldn't help but laugh.
The gift bags given by the two old men were plain and simple, with all the real good things in the bags, but Xu Ningzhen only gave a gift bag!
