Lou Xiaoyi was lying on the lounge chair in the greenhouse. In fact, the injury didn't matter to a body like his. Even if he caught up with the force when he fell and the anus penetrated the anus, it was also bad luck!
He miscalculated!
A snakeskin bag containing hundreds of kilograms of gold and silver is as light as a feather to a half-immortal, but to a mortal who has lost his ability, it is very fatal, especially when falling from the air!
The first time he fell in the Splendid Land, he killed a fifth master, and he even took revenge in the underworld! He didn't want to kill another one the second time!
So he threw the snakeskin bag away in mid-air. He didn't want to be smashed to death by his own belongings without falling to death!
So depressing!
The direction of his fall was, of course, the direction where he felt Qishilan's aura. Thanks to Linglong Jun's final reminder, he was able to grab a trace of Qi from the anesthetist's body, and then he fell with the aura.
In his mind, strange things like the strange stone orchid that grew on rocks should grow in deep mountains and old forests, among cliffs. But when he broke through the atmosphere and could see the terrain below, he had lost the ability to change direction. ability!
What appeared in his eyes was a scattered town, and he was a meteorite falling towards the city.
The only good news is that the heavy snakeskin bag did not hit a densely populated area, but fell straight into a large lake next to the city. And he, still following his previous inertia, helplessly fell towards the place where Qishi Lan appeared. place!
His judgment of breath is so accurate that even if it falls from the sky, the circumference error does not exceed ten feet! This is the ability of an old cultivator who has been flying for thousands of years. Even if he has no cultivation ability, he can still judge the air flow like a bird. , the influence of clouds, wind speed and other reasons on your landing point.
So there was the fact that he smashed into someone else's greenhouse. Fortunately, no one was hit!
However, this fall was exactly the same as the last one, except for a sword, nothing came down!
Everything was in the snakeskin pocket. In order to prevent unnecessary injuries after the collision, he did not carry any hard objects on him, including gold ingots and silver cakes. This was the caution of a veteran, but it also caused him to be left with nothing once again.
It’s not that he has to be wrapped up with several women, he’s not that impatient yet, but there are countless benefits to staying here. He can observe the strange stone orchid nearby, eat and drink, and have beautiful women by his side. Why not do it?
There are three women, not to mention the old sister-in-law Niu, who is a rough lady; not to mention the little girl, who has not yet grown up; there is only this one, a woman who is neither big nor small, with a good temperament, a pleasant charm, and a unique look and smile. The most important thing about taste is... people who have experienced it?
So, just stay here for now! He is no longer a cultivator, and has a lot of burdens and worries. He can't use the high and low tactics, so staying here is the most suitable.
With his own strength, it’s okay to be a part-time worker or a long-term worker, right? He’s very good at watering.
The most important thing for practitioners in the lower realm is not to use their own spiritual power to affect the local historical process. This is the principle!
He also has another purpose this time, which is to try not to affect the growth process of the strange stone orchid. For example, in a very simple example, it may be possible to cultivate more strange stone orchids through grafting and branching, but it can only be done through the beautiful mortals. It is also the principle of the world of cultivation to do this instead of doing it himself.
Of course, even after everything is down, it is impossible to completely get rid of it. It is still possible to use some mortal methods, as long as you have a good grasp of the scale. He is also very experienced in this aspect. They are all veterans who have been in the world of cultivation for nearly four thousand years. I'm a bird, I've had enough exposure, and I understand a lot.
Next, he still has some things to do. If Qishilan is safe here, he has to do two things. One is to fish out his snakeskin bag, and the other is to go to Miaofeng Mountain on the grassland. After confirming The road is worry-free.
He is a careful person and prefers to have everything under control.
After struggling for a long time, dinner was served as usual. Just when Xiaofan was still hesitating whether to send some food to the scoundrel? Or to carry him across the dining hall? What no one expected was that the guy actually asked for help. The aroma of the food limped over on its own!
It not only made a few women breathe a sigh of relief and can still walk, maybe everything is fine, right? It also made a few people annoyed, but he was very familiar with it and didn't recognize him at all!
"Smell the aroma, this meal is delicious if everyone comes together, hehe..."
In the helplessness of everyone, this man was actually very hygienic. He washed his hands first, then sat down by himself, raised chopsticks to invite each other,
"Sit down, sit down, don't be polite! Just like your own family!
My intestines may have been hungry because of the collision, and they were tangled together. Maybe as soon as I ate, they bulged up and returned to their original positions."
A few people are a little disgusted. Suimo City is a famous flower city in mainland China. It has a long history, elegant folk customs, and a high level of culture. Even the traffickers and lackeys can drop a few words from their book bags, but few people are so vulgar and straightforward.
There were five people at the dinner table, Xiaofan, Huniu, Brother Niu and Sister Niu, plus this rogue.
There were not many dishes, but it was a very real home-cooked meal. This guy was very satisfied with it. He didn't stop once he started. Others have the mentality of adults. It doesn't matter if you eat two more bites or two less. I'm just thinking about it. No matter how I sent this plague god away, I had no intention of eating, but Huniu was different. She was still young and couldn't hide things in her heart.
Seeing this guy's face covered with dust and eating happily, he couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks,
"Hey! What about you? You just washed your hands, why didn't you know to wash your face too? With your face covered with flowers, is it because you haven't eaten enough?"
The scoundrel said very honestly, "I haven't eaten white rice for a long time! It tastes really good when I first taste it!"
Wash your hands? This is a hygienic habit. I just touched the wound to see if there is any bleeding. Isn’t it appropriate to serve it without washing your hands?"
Except for Brother Niu, who didn't know the inside story, he could still eat it, but the other three women couldn't even take a bite!
But Brother Niu is an ordinary mortal after all, and has a limited appetite, so he quickly stopped eating chopsticks; then he saw the rogue eating up all the food on the table, even the vegetable soup!
He apologized again and again, "Don't waste it! Don't waste it! You don't want to eat it? Then I'm here?"
Waste is a crime! As a person like me, I despise waste the most!"
In the silence of these people, the scoundrel cleaned up the food, thanked him for the hospitality, and limped back to the greenhouse.
Huniu was hungry and shouted aggrievedly from behind: "Where is the internal injury here? Now he can eat so much, when he recovers from the injury, he will eat Huafang to pieces?"
