"Boss, do you have long-stem rice for sale here?" Xu Feng looked at the tearful grain store owner and asked cautiously.
"Whoa, little flower, where have you gone? Dad can't lose you. How can I explain to you like this!" The owner of the grain store was still immersed in his own world and didn't even notice what was happening next to him.
of Xu Feng.
"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, why is this name so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere..." Xu Feng frowned slightly, and the memory of his previous life suddenly emerged in his mind.
…
At the wine table, an apostle wearing a Taoist priest's costume hugged Xu Feng with drunken eyes. Both of them had obviously drunk too much.
"Brother, you don't know how difficult it is to get my initial profession of 'Wandering Taoist Priest'. I can go around Qingfeng Town more than ten times just by running away..."
"Do you know what impressed me the most during the mission? It was the fat grain store owner. The moment he saw Xiaohua's corpse, he cried so miserably. He knew clearly that he was a native of the secret realm.
, but I don’t know why, when I saw him crying, my eyes couldn’t help but turn red..."
"It's hard to find the bones of his daughter Xiaohua. Who would have thought that there is a dry well under the big locust tree outside the town? Who would dig a well in that place where birds don't poop? And the wellhead is dry.
It is blocked by fallen branches and leaves. If there were any clues about the mission, it would be impossible for me to find the bones of that little flower. Do you think so, Senior Brother..."
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In his previous life, after Li Handong obtained the S-level initial professional sword master, the entire Qingfeng Town Secret Realm was upgraded from C1 level to S1 level.
At that time, the principal Wei Hong, the owner of the secret realm, immediately closed the entrance to the secret realm and did not allow anyone to enter. He also searched the secret realm for more than a month, but he never found any trace of Jiujianxian.
In the end, under pressure from all parties, Wei Hong opened the Qingfeng Town Secret Realm. That year, the number of students enrolled in Songtao No. 1 Middle School tripled, all of them going to the Qingfeng Town Secret Realm.
Everyone seemed to be the second Li Handong, but everyone failed to do so. The S-level initial profession was also short-lived and never appeared in the secret realm of Qingfeng Town again.
"Boss, how long has it been since your daughter Xiaohua was lost?" Xu Feng stepped forward and asked softly.
It seemed that the word "little flower" touched the heartstrings of the grain store owner. He raised his fat face full of tears, looked at Xu Feng, and subconsciously said: "It's been, it's been a whole day, it's been a whole day, she
Only five years old, only five years old, wuwu~"
"Boss, if I can help you find your daughter, can you give me a pound of long-stemmed rice?" Xu Feng asked tentatively.
"You, can you help me find my daughter? Can you really do that?" The owner of the grain store grabbed Xu Feng's right hand and asked nervously, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly run away.
"I know the art of divination and can help you find your daughter's whereabouts..." Xu Feng stared into the eyes of the grain store owner and said, "But I need a pound of long-stemmed rice as reward!"
Xu Feng generally would not mess with this kind of thing easily, because he could easily be mistaken as the person who kidnapped Xiao Hua. The most direct way is for Xu Feng to go to the dry well and rescue Xiao Hua himself.
But now that time is running out, Xu Feng can only seek the last mission item in the name of divination.
"Divination, divination?" The grain store owner finally had a gleam of hope in his eyes, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, there is spiritual rice, I have spiritual rice, how much do you want, one pound, right now, right now, wait a moment!"
After saying that, the grain store owner rushed to the door and shouted loudly toward the door: "Laifu, Laifu, come out quickly, where did you die?"
An old man rushed out of the yard in panic.
"Master, here you are, Laifu is here, I'm making arrangements..."
"Go and get a pound of spiritual rice, hurry up, hurry up!" the grain store owner urged.
"Master, this spiritual rice is..." Laifu looked at the grain store owner in confusion, and then secretly glanced at Xu Feng, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want me to whip you?" The owner of the grain store stretched out his hand to hit someone.
Inexplicably, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Xu Feng's mind.
"As soon as I entered the door, I saw him calling a beer..."
After a while, the owner of the grain store handed a bag of long-stemmed rice that weighed one kilogram into Xu Feng's hands, and then looked at him expectantly.
After Xu Feng took the spirit rice, the properties of the long-stemmed spirit rice naturally appeared in front of his eyes.
"Sure enough, this long-stem spiritual rice is also the best of the mortal level!" Xu Feng thought to himself: "I didn't expect that this Qingfeng Jade Liquid requires so many top-quality materials of the mortal level to brew. According to the manufacturing rules in the secret realm, the materials are all
It is the best of the mortal level, so the final brewed product will have a high probability of being upgraded to a lower level of spiritual level. Could it be said that this Qingfeng Jade Liquid is a low-grade wine of the spiritual level?"
According to Xu Feng's past experience, whether it is cooking, forging, making tea, refining alchemy, painting, calligraphy, sculpture, or makeup, the finished product's effect is often a level higher than the quality of the material.
Take the simplest cooking as an example. The tiger bones in Xu Feng's hands are of the highest quality at the mortal level. When used to make soup, the finished tiger bone soup will most likely be upgraded to the lower level at the spiritual level. By then, the effect of the tiger bone soup may be
The attributes displayed by tiger bones are much improved.
Just to achieve this effect, the proficiency in related skills must reach a certain level. In Xu Feng's current state, if he wants to cook a cup of low-grade tiger bone soup, the success rate is almost zero.
"Master, can you now use divination to find out the whereabouts of the little girl?" The owner of the grain store asked nervously. He was already desperate, but now all his hopes are placed on Xu Feng, and the spiritual rice has been given in advance. If Xu Feng suddenly suddenly
If you run away, the grain store owner will probably collapse.
"Don't worry, let me take a look!" Xu Feng comforted with a smile.
After that, Xu Feng picked up a dead branch by the roadside, drew a circle on the ground, stretched out his left hand, pinched it with his fingers, and muttered something. After a while, Xu Feng stopped and said to the grain store owner:
"I have already calculated Ling Qianjin's location. There is a dry well under the big locust tree outside the town. Ling Qianjin is currently in the dry well!"
The grain store owner looked at the crooked circle on the ground and then at the dead branch in Xu Feng's hand. His lips trembled slightly and his eyes were full of suspicion.
The Laifu housekeeper behind him directly called two long-term workers with wooden sticks to look at Xu Feng as if they were thieves, to prevent him from escaping.
Xu Feng was helpless. Because he was in a hurry, the whole divination ceremony did look a bit sloppy, but it was good if it was effective.
"I'll wait here with you. Now you send someone to the place I mentioned to see if Ling Qianjin is there. If not, I will return the original pound of spiritual rice, and you can also report to the official to arrest me.