Changsheng: I can sell everything

[You sold a village-level weird spirit, hate, hate, hate, seven taels a catty, and received 17 years of cultivation rewards. 】

The moment Song Ciwan left the table, he successfully operated the Tiandi scale to complete a sale.

The next moment, the mist that had originally shrouded Song Ciwan's dantian seemed to be gouged by some heavy hammer, and a hole was quickly released.

The bubbling zhenqi was like water mist, jumping out of the blockage, quickly flowing back into her dantian, and then flowing into her limbs and bones, and was controlled by her again.

Before that, even though Song Ciwan had recovered her memory, her true qi cultivation was suppressed by strange rules invisibly.

She couldn't contact her dantian, couldn't mobilize her true energy, and her body was so empty that she seemed to have become the mortal who had never practiced again.

That kind of weakness was actually very frightening, but fortunately, at this moment, the true energy flowed back, and Song Ciwan suddenly gained a bit of confidence.

Although the returnee has only 17 years of cultivation, which is not even one-tenth of her heyday, but it is a good start.

The sale of Tiandi Scale made Song Ciwan look differently at the villagers in Fugui Village around him.

The villager girl in green was still looking at her suspiciously, and Song Ciwan took another step out.

The moment after stepping out, Song Ciwan suddenly turned around, caught Aunt Zhou who was still buried in her food with a backhand, and quickly said: "There is not enough food for the banquet, I can cook, and Aunt Zhou can light a fire. We Let's help the village together!"

Aunt Zhou immediately threw the chopsticks away, hurriedly stood up with Song Ciwan, followed her words and said, "Yes, old lady, I can make a good fire. I will go to contribute to the village with Miss Song."

After saying this, she could move.

Song Ciwan pulled her, and walked away without any delay. The female villager in green next to her was about to burst into tears, and finally realized that she swooped over and grabbed Mrs. Zhou's hand in an instant, saying solemnly: " You want to go too?"

She stared at Aunt Zhou with gloomy eyes, and there were streaks of blood at the four corners of the white of her eyes.

It can be seen that each villager in Fugui Village can be assigned three "domestication" quotas, and the villager in green will not only lose Song Ciwan, but also Miss Zhou. How can I bear it?
So she was anxious and confused.

She stretched out her hand to grab Mrs. Zhou, and the hairs on the back of her hand grew out slowly like steel needles.

Aunt Zhou suddenly felt creepy, her legs went limp subconsciously.

Song Ciwan held her firmly by her side, and whispered in her ear: "Aunt Zhou, think about Miss Zhenniang, aren't you looking for her?"

Zhenniang is the name of Mrs. Zhou's daughter. Song Ciwan had heard it before and remembered it in his heart.

It was Mrs. Zhou herself, because her memory was suppressed invisible because she entered this weird world, and instead she forgot her daughter's existence.

But she still has a mother's instinct. As soon as Zhenniang's name was mentioned, her heart was touched immediately, her legs stopped being weak, and her hands began to twitch vigorously.

"I'm not leaving!" Aunt Zhou couldn't help but raise her voice, "I'm doing my best for the village!"

As she spoke, she struggled.

This kind of struggle seemed to anger the villagers in green clothes. The hair on the back of her hand grew faster, and the nails were sharp and swollen, suddenly pinching deeply into Aunt Zhou's flesh!
At this moment, a mournful howl sounded through the air.

"what--!"

It wasn't Aunt Zhou who howled miserably, but the villager in green who hurt Aunt Zhou with her fingernails!
It wasn't that Song Ciwan was hurting her, but a force that came from nowhere.

The moment Mrs. Zhou's skin was broken by the green-clothed villager's nails, a bolt of lightning, born out of thin air, fell on the green-clothed villager with a crackling crack.

Squeeze, sizzle!
The green-clothed villager was shocked all over his body and convulsed, with black smoke coming out of his mouth.

Aunt Zhou was startled, Song Ciwan took the opportunity to pull her away, and was also secretly shocked.

But soon Song Ciwan realized that this should be the fourth rule of the current paradox: as long as the visitor has not violated any rules, the villagers of Fugui Village cannot take the initiative to take action and injure him with force!

Look at the fate of this green-clothed villager——

She wasn't dead, she was just completely frozen in the present.She opened her mouth, and not only black smoke was coming out of her mouth, but also many small lightning bolts were flying back and forth.

"You, you—" Between the black smoke and the sparks, the green-clothed villagers glared at Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou, their dark eyeballs faltering in her sockets.

The scale of heaven and earth reappeared, and another cloud of energy from her was collected: [Village-level weird ghost, hate, hate, hate, two catties and three taels, can be traded. 】

Two catties and three ounces, it can be seen that his hatred is strong!
Song Ciwan suppressed the joy in his heart, didn't stay any longer, and quickly dragged Mrs. Zhou to the row of stoves on the edge of the open space.

Passing by many tables and seats, the victims were still burying their heads in eating, and the villagers in Fugui Village were still looking at them lovingly. Occasionally, the eyes of the villagers glanced at Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou, but they immediately became pale. Expressionless, completely indifferent.

Aunt Zhou was terrified and hurriedly leaned against Song Ciwan to seek that sense of security.

The two seemed to have walked a very long way before they finally passed through the tables and seats and came to the edge of the stove.

The stove is very lively. Most of the chores are girls and daughters-in-law. There are big men with bare arms and women with headscarves in charge of cooking. There are also many children running and laughing among them. Ask for a bite of meat.

Song Ciwan and Aunt Zhou came over, and the people working by the stove also smiled at them, as if they didn't know they were "new outsiders", and greeted them cordially:

"Come on, I heard that Mrs. Song is good at cooking? Come, I will share this pot with you. Mrs. Song, you take the spoon, and Mrs. Zhou, you light the fire. Hurry up, we are going to cook a big pot of food in a quarter of an hour. Slow, but you will be punished."

The person who spoke was a villager who looked like a supervisor. He was big and round, although his face was kind and smiling, and his tone was very kind, but he had a black iron whip pinned to his waist!

It is not difficult to imagine how powerful this iron whip will be when he executes the so-called "punishment".

This is just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again?
No, they have always been in the wolf's den, and they have never really escaped danger!
Song Ciwan didn't say anything else, just immersed himself in his work.

Aunt Zhou was also very diligent. She picked up the dry firewood next to her and started to burn the fire quickly.

There was a special butcher chopping meat at the chopping board on the other side, and Song Ciwan brought a lot of meat paste over to boil water and make meatballs.

During the cooking process, her stomach was rumbling, and Mrs. Zhou was also hungry, and the aroma of the food made their stomachs churn.

Aunt Zhou couldn't help but asked Song Ciwan in a low voice: "Xiao Song, if you eat the food on the table for free, you really can't eat it. But we're doing work, if we use work...in exchange for a bite." Yes, do you think it will work?"

Song Ciwan also thought about this question, but she also didn't have an answer.

If you understand it from the perspective of rules, Song Ciwan thinks Aunt Zhou's idea should be right.But the biggest question now is, are the foods in the pot really edible?

Now they are being pushed to escape small crises everywhere, but it is not enough to really escape from this strange situation.

They still need to do more, need to find a way to really undo the weirdness!