All the monks were freed from their restraints, and stood up again easily in an instant, and ran out of Miaoshou Hall one after another. They kept saying: "This store is really scary, and they threaten people at every turn to prevent them from leaving."
The person next to him answered, "No, if we hadn't stayed there just to watch the fun, I would have directly reported them to the Shifang Sect. This realm is still managed by others."
"That's right, you're still arguing with the medical fairy's daughter."
"Hey, you can't say that. Why can't you quarrel with the medical fairy?"
"Don't overestimate your abilities. What kind of person is the Medical Immortal?"
The crowd dispersed sparsely, and only two waiters, a steward, and Shen Qingyuan were left in the previously bustling Miaoshou Hall.
Shen Qingyuan clenched her nails into her flesh, looked around at the loneliness in the store, then turned around and headed towards the second floor.
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"Solved?" Chen Zeshen gently kicked the caught thief to the ground.
This mortal thief was as lean as a monkey. He was curled up on the ground and glanced at the two of them with his eyes from time to time.
"Yes." Jiang Su's face was as calm as water. He took out the killing skill and squatted beside the thief with the knife in hand.
The thief felt frightened when he saw Jiang Su's pale eyes with two black spots on them, and shrank his tied legs.
Jiang Su frowned when he saw this scene and asked dissatisfiedly: "Why did you slap him?"
It was clear that the monk could immobilize him directly, so wasn't this just a show of force to show yourself?
Is he free?
Chen Zeshen also squatted beside the thief. After hearing this, he raised his eyes and asked pretending to be puzzled: "You don't like this?"
"..."
???
What the hell is he talking about?! Why do I like this?!!
Seeing the shocked expression on Jiang Su's face, Chen Zeshen smiled broadly with peach blossom eyes, opened the folding fan with a "swish" sound, and fanned himself while saying:
"I remember the day I first met Miss Jiang in the secret room. You laughed heartily after being tied up by Huaiying. I guess I liked you very much."
I like this one.
What I like is the reality the pain brings me, not what you are doing here.
Jiang Su grinned at Chen Zeshen coldly. In this dark room, her expression was very strange.
"Pfft - hahahahahahahaha Jiang Su, you really don't tease me, you always get angry and want to kill people after teasing."
"..."
crazy.
Jiang Su ignored him, raised his knife and cut off the rope on the thief, and then performed a Silence Jue.
"This accusation of yours is just to silence him, aren't you going to ask him something?" Chen Zeshen asked in confusion.
Jiang Su removed the rope in a few seconds, turned around and took out a white elixir of unknown efficacy from the storage bag, pinched the thief's cheeks and fed the elixir into it.
"……oh."
Chen Zeshen understood. It turned out that she wanted to force him to take medicine, but this woman was cruel.
Jiang Su rolled her eyes at Chen Zeshen, shook the thief's head, and then helped him up after seeing that he had swallowed all the pills.
Knead the key and unlock the silent key.
"Plop-" The thief immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Su and Chen Zeshen.
"Boom - boom - boom -"
"Miss Jiang! I know I was wrong!!! Please give me the antidote!! I have a senior and a junior! I took this job because their Miaoshou Tang gave too much!
!”
The thief clasped his hands together tremblingly and knelt down while worshiping. This room was regarded as the medicine storage room in Yusu Hall, it was dark and protected from light.
He seemed to be kowtowing to God in the darkness and apologizing to God.
Jiang Su folded her hands in front of her chest and looked at him with condescending indifference. After a while, she saw bloodshot eyes appear on the man's forehead, and then she mocked: "Oh, how much did Miaoshou Tang give you to steal my prescription?"
She had to inquire about the market price. She still didn't know how much her Jiang's Jingxin Pills were worth.
The thief shrank and stretched out a trembling finger.
"A hundred taels of high-grade spiritual stones?" Chen Zeshen guessed it before he saw it.
"Definitely not. This recipe of mine is a masterpiece. One hundred high-grade spiritual stones are enough to buy it."
Jiang Su doesn't have to worry about the nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine high-grade spiritual stones used in the advanced formation now. He can't get them anyway.
But it is impossible to buy her prescription with a hundred high-grade spiritual stones.
"Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones?" Jiang Su also vaguely guessed the number.
The thief's lips trembled, his upper and lower teeth touched, and he made a trembling voice: "It's one million high-grade spiritual stones..."
"Hiss--" The two of them took a deep breath together.
Is this Miaoshou Tang so generous?
"They said this recipe is worth one million high-grade spiritual stones. If I steal it, give me one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and my family and children will no longer have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives..."
"That's why I came up with this idea... Otherwise, I would have washed my hands in a golden basin for many years..."
Jiang Su felt excited when he heard this. He raised his eyebrows and asked lightly: "So you are still a thief?"
The monk spoke, but this man was just a mortal. He naturally understood the rules of mortal monks, and quickly explained: "No. We don't have the Tao. I used to make a living by stealing with some of my kind."
He explained in a hurry, a little panicked.
He was really more afraid that Jiang Su would not give him the antidote for the pill he had just taken. It was said that the medical practitioners had a gentle temper and good nature, and most of them were good people with a Bodhisattva heart.
Only then was he willing to accept the job at Miaoshou Hall.
Jiang Su could see the thief's hidden intention and raised his lips slightly.
"It's even more interesting. People are bullied when they are kind...Fortunately, I am not a kind person."
"You can leave. Get out of here before I regret it."
Jiang Su turned around and left impatiently. It was time for her to return to the sect on the mountain.
Seeing this, the thief went to grab Jiang Su's shoes again and shouted: "No... no... Miss Jiang, you are kind-hearted, just give me the antidote... I really can't die, I really have a family to care for."
Take care of me, please give me the antidote."
Jiang Su kicked the man's hand away, quickened his pace, and never looked back: "Chen Zeshen, throw him out. Don't let him be an eyesore in front of Yu Su Tang. If he makes trouble, just cut off his tongue and make it as a side dish."
"
Chen Zeshen curled his lips, put away the folding fan reluctantly, picked up the man's back collar and took him to the back door of Yusu Hall.
As she walked, she muttered: "You really think of me as one of her guys..."
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Jiang Su rushed all the way back to rescue Ku Feng, stepping on her feet. She just wanted to return to her yard as soon as possible. Her head was going to explode.
She had just entered the sea of knowledge and watched some of the original plots, which only covered the southern region.
It means that the next main plot will not let her leave this place, and the opportunity is enough for her to make money.
Making money is for a few people in the Demon Realm... The Demon Realm.
"I obviously hate demon cultivators...how can I be the master of the demon realm?"
Even if they are dead demon cultivators...
Jiang Su's fingertips began to tremble violently. As the wind and clouds passed by at high speed, she put the four cold fingers of her right hand into her mouth. The next moment, her teeth suddenly closed and bit the four fingers off.
Head hurts……
Jiang Su stuffed four fingers into his mouth and muttered to himself vaguely:
"Where does the river flow...in the Demon Realm...why is he in the Demon Realm...the main line...the main line is in the Southern Region...the medicine...takes...the medicine...there will be no disaster..."
Her saliva and the blood under the severed finger flowed along the girl's thin white neck and into the skirt of her clothes.
