After listening to the words of the man in green robe, Su Tong thought for a while and suddenly said: "No... there are some things you didn't say. After all, why do you want to stay at this golden beach for five or six years? What's going on here?
What is attracting you? Otherwise, if there are so many hidden places, why would you choose this place as your retreat?"
Seeing Su Tong's eyes filled with murderous intent, the man in green robe secretly resented him. He didn't expect that the other party was so shrewd, and he could tell from just a few clues.
Sighing secretly, he could only say helplessly: "After the current situation of Golden Beach dried up, most of the people in the town also dispersed. However, when my three brothers passed by here, they unexpectedly discovered that the forest to the west of the town is rich in a kind of grass called Wuzu grass.
Thing, the biggest use of this kind of grass is to mix the juice secreted after being crushed into various paints, and apply it on the airship and important buildings. It can make the surface of the airship or the building not corroded by wind and rain for a long time.
For decades or even hundreds of years.
Therefore, this kind of Wuzu grass is also a kind of spiritual stone seller in the world of cultivation. In recent years, our brothers have relied on selling Wuzu grass to secretly buy some spiritual stones, elixirs, spiritual rice and other materials from the cultivation world.
The demand for scum grass in the world of cultivation is not very high, so the price is not very high, so we brothers don’t have any extra spirit stones for cultivation, and even the mobile spirit gathering array disk is borrowed.”
He suddenly remembered something, "By the way, where is your storage bag? Take it out and let me take a look?"
The man in green robe looked at him with a strange look, "We don't even have enough spiritual stones for cultivation. Do you think we can afford a storage bag?"
"you"
"Tsk tsk..."
Su Tong shook his head. He really couldn't understand how three casual cultivators could live in such misery without even having a storage bag. They were no different from beggars.
"What about your storage bag? You should have this, right?"
"The bag is on my eldest brother, and all our things are with him."
Su Tong walked to Di Ge's body, which had been shot into a pile of rotten flesh by a heavy machine gun, and after fiddling with it for a long time, he found the storage bag that had already been soaked with blood.
I used my spiritual sense to take a look and found that the space of this storage bag was extremely unstable, and it would probably break after one or two more uses.
He simply poured everything out, and found that this guy's bag indeed contained a lot of hay-like things packed in sacks, as well as more than ten spiritual stones, a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill and two bottles of Qi Gathering Pill.
Pei Yuan Dan.
Now Su Tong believed what the man in green robe said. It was beyond his expectation that a dignified cultivator could be so poor.
Su Tong shook his head, walked to the side of the man in green robe, waved his right hand, and heard a soft click. The head of the man in green robe broke away from his shoulder and fell to the ground with a bang, and a stream of blood rose into the sky.
It's not that Su Tong is cruel, but that he has learned a lot about the world of cultivation after reading the miscellaneous cultivation books and other books he bought from Jubaozhai these days. The methods of some cultivators are extremely weird, and sometimes it seems that they are destined to die.
Although he was seriously injured, he was not dead, but he was able to survive with his secret skills.
But there is only one thing, that is, if the head is gone, he will never be able to live again, even Master Jindan is no exception. This is the reason why Su Tong wants to cut off his head.
After finishing dealing with the man in green robe, Su Tong looked at the bags of packed Wuzu grass on the ground and wanted to throw them away, but felt that it would be a pity to throw them away, so he put all these things into a storage bag with a wave of his hand.
inside.
Qiu Disheng watched from a distance as Su Tong finished all this before he came over and asked cautiously: "Dong... Master Immortal beats people, do you have any other orders?"
Su Tong looked at Qiu Laoquan and laughed, "Okay, don't call me Immortal Master. You should call me Boss. It sounds more friendly."
"Yes!" Qiu Laoquan responded respectfully, then used his palm force to create a big hole, and then threw the three corpses into the hole, so as to prevent them from being exposed in the wilderness.
After disposing of the three corpses, Su Tong went to the town again and found that most of the people in the town were ordinary people. The junior warriors were already considered high-end powers. Seeing this, Su Tong was not interested, so he and Qiu Laoquan
Returned to the villa.
Su Tong stayed at the villa for another week. After seeing that everything in the villa was on track, he returned to Earth. However, before returning, he specially asked someone to put a plaque of Ziqi Villa and hang it outside the gate. In this way,
It's almost time to settle down.
A villa in the Earth Lotus Hill Villa Community
The middle-aged man who threatened Su Tong at the door of the police station sat on the sofa and looked at his father in the wheelchair opposite with some distress.
This old man was the old man named Qiu who fell in front of Su Tong's house a few days ago and broke his leg. After staying in the hospital for a few days, he went home screaming.
"You ask me to tell you that you are good, but you can't handle such a small thing. You can't even buy a house. You tell me every day that you can't find anyone. Can that person named Su still be able to fly into the sky?"
"Dad...he is really not at home. What can I do?" the middle-aged man explained patiently while suppressing his displeasure.
"Then send someone to guard the door of his house. Once he appears, tell me immediately and I will go find him personally." Old Man Qiu said.
"Dad, why are you in such a hurry?" The middle-aged man had his own considerations. He was afraid that if he went to find someone else like this, he would raise the price on the spot.
"You know shit."
Old Man Qiu glanced at him with disdain, "You have seen the benefits of that house, right? The closer you get there, the fresher the air becomes and you feel more comfortable. Let me tell you, it is definitely a Feng Shui treasure. As long as you can live there,
There, you can live at least ten or twenty more years!"
Old Man Qiu's son naturally knows this, and he has experienced it himself. The closer he gets to the villa, the more obvious this feeling becomes. Today, Villa No. 18 has become a holy place for old men and women in this community to check in every day.
.
If these old men and women don't come to Villa No. 18 to sit around every day, these people will never be reconciled. What's more, some people want to force their way into the villa, but they are stopped by the security guards of the community.
You must know that this is a high-end community. The people who can live here are rich or noble. The security force is naturally extremely strong. Those old men and old ladies are wandering around the villa. The security guards can't control them, but if they want to break in, they can
It didn't work, but as those old men and women became more and more violent, the security guards also said that Alexander, if he accidentally bumped into these old men and women, it would be in trouble.
After all, they are all a group of gray-haired old people. They either beat or scold them, and they have to be careful not to let them get their hands on them. Not to mention how embarrassing it is, and Su Tong came back at this time...