Transmigrating into the male channel, she makes money to cultivate immortals and bring the villains

Chapter 44 The Flower of the Tomb
Jiang Ying, who was wearing a bamboo hat and said that he would go back to the Zongmen to recuperate from his injuries, declined several times Tongtian Temple's invitation to stay for a while, and promised to bring mushrooms and soy sauce when he came back. Finally, he and the richest man brought the broken bamboo qin and the remaining sixteen small array flags left.

"Where are we going now?"

"Tongcheng, Gaojia Embroidery Workshop."

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After Wuzhumen was destroyed, Gao Xiaomei still lived in Gaojia Embroidery Workshop, but the wedding dress that was about to be embroidered was burned by her.

"Yeah, your eyes are really weird, how did you get it?" Jiang Ying lifted the veil on the bamboo hat, really frightening Miss Gao.

Jiang Ying looked at the small mirror again and again, knowing in her heart that this had something to do with the power that suddenly surged into her body and the nameless and raging killing intent towards the snake demon, but she couldn't say it. of purple smoke.

"It should be caused by the demon pill hidden in this bamboo harp. It is born with a strange fragrance and strange purple smoke, which attracts demon cultivators from all directions to seize treasures. I was plotted against by this demon pill and sucked too much purple smoke. Eighth brother, what is it?" What monster's inner alchemy is so powerful?" Jiang Ying looked at the richest man.

The richest man was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth: "This should be the inner alchemy of the six-tailed fox demon, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of a human monk."

"No wonder it's conscious. In other words, it's the bamboo piano that locks the demon pill. If it's in good condition, it can be called a half-step magic weapon." Jiang Ying sighed, but when it came to the magic weapon, she remembered What I brought with me this trip.

"Little sister, look at the treasure I said to give earlier!" Jiang Ying took out the Zhu Yan umbrella from the ring and handed it to Gao Xiaomei.

Gao Xiaomei took the silk umbrella.Slowly open, the entire umbrella surface is red like rosy clouds, and the wonderful embroidery outlines and fills in a lifelike vermilion bird—monkey body and bird feathers, golden red all over, and white crown.The body and the canopy are outlined with layers of seven different red silk threads, and the short and plump tail feathers are spread out and integrated with the canopy.What an ingenious embroidered umbrella!

Seeing Gao Xiaomei's momentary loss of speech and the amazed expression on her face, Jiang Ying knew that this gift was the right one!
"I got this thing by coincidence. In order to avoid trouble, you can collect it and research it, and try not to show it to others."

Gao Xiaomei smiled and nodded: "Understood, although I can't see through the use, but in the eyes of the embroiderer, this embroidery work is more precious than a magic weapon. It is really worth studying!" As she spoke, she fondled the umbrella fondly Surface texture.

Jiang Ying mistakenly saw that the richest man was full of thoughts, and concluded that Zhuqin's matter was not over yet, at least the eighth senior brother still had something to say.

"Little sister, I wonder if you know any craftsmen who can repair bamboo musical instruments? My eyesight is not good now, and I may be in trouble if I return to the sect rashly. I wonder if I can use the bamboo piano as a musical instrument first and repair it."

Hearing this, the richest man raised his head and looked at Jiang Ying in surprise: "Take it as a musical instrument...fix it? Is this feasible?"

"Eighth senior brother, we don't ask you why you value this thing. No matter what its meaning or ability is, it exists as an instrument first." Jiang Ying patted the richest man on the shoulder as if comforting. But it makes people feel at ease.

Younger sister Gao also responded: "Brother, the bamboo qin is a Taoist instrument in our Shu land. There is a small Taoist temple outside the north gate of Tongcheng. The master of the temple is very good at playing. I am an old acquaintance with the Gao family. I wrote a note and he There should be a way!"

The ink on Xiaomei Gao's note was not dry yet, so the richest man couldn't wait to take it to the north of the city.

Seeing him rushing out, Jiang Ying turned to Xiaomei Gao and said, "Come on, let's go out too to see your father and sister."

After getting away from the crowd, Jiang Ying carried Gao Xiaomei on a lotus leaf and walked eastward slowly. From a distance, he saw the sparkling water of the river, like a piece of silk covered with gold flakes.

She thought of the delicate lemon, the fiery whistling, and the fluffy scorching.Let go of your spiritual sense to search, and there is no tiger demon aura anywhere.I don’t know if this family of three has returned to Anyue’s hometown. If Hu Yanxiao is not injured, he can completely transform into a human form. At least he has the same strength as Lemon in the later stage of Jindan. It should be happy.

When they arrived at the place where Gao Dingtian and Gao Xiaoshu were buried, Gao Xiaomei just stood and looked at the two simple tombstones and shed tears, maybe because she felt ashamed, or maybe because she was "tired of being close to the hometown".Jiang Ying squatted in front of Gao Dingtian's tomb, conjured up a pot of wine bought on the streets of Tongcheng, and poured half a bottle on the ground:
"Old Gao, I have done everything I promised you, and my little sister can live a clean life from now on."

Jiang Ying recalled Gao Dingtian's last words to her before leaving the Sea of ​​Consciousness - "Woman, you can dispel alchemy at your disposal, but don't tell my little sister that the farther she is from the Gao family's past, the better. My younger sister will solve it by herself, as for the Gao family..., just leave it to me, a dead man."

The alchemy technique was held in Jiang Ying's hands, and Gao Xiaomei never asked about it; and the fire of Gao's family who burned down Wuzhumen and the madman in the underground palace, both of them knew it.

"Old Gao, you are such a smart person...it's a pity."

"I'm going to pick some flowers." Gao Xiaomei wiped her tears, turned around and went down the hill, trying to calm down.

Jiang Ying watched the little girl walk away, and threw the jug on the ground, while she sat cross-legged on the floor, with a glass jar of melting pills appearing in her hand.

"I've wanted to give it to you for a long time. I left in a hurry last time." After finishing speaking, Jiang Ying manipulated the glazed jar into the air, and the jar turned twice in the air, with the mouth facing the tomb of the two people.

Jiang Ying continued to read out the second half of the formula of the "melting alchemy technique" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden light in the melting alchemy glass jar became more and more prosperous as the mental method flowed!The power of vitality seeps into the air from the golden light, which is a fascinating vitality!Jiang Ying closed her eyes, refusing the life force to approach and infiltrate her, and that force obediently infiltrated into the tombs of Gao's father and daughter.Suddenly, the seeds of flowers and plants originally hidden in the soil broke through the soil layer one after another, a layer of tender green grass covered the original gray face, and wild flowers swaggered around the tombstone.

The joy of life breaks out from the ground beside the boundary marker that marks death, and the place where the result is either black or white is unexpectedly bright.Not to be outdone, the trees facing the tombstone took out new branches to build a canopy for the father and daughter.The east side is open, and the flowers all the way extend towards the direction where Gao Xiaomei is.Gao Xiaomei, who was picking flowers on the mountainside, was suddenly surrounded by fragrance. Wild lilies and bluebells were growing and blooming around her. They were her favorite flowers. They swayed against her skirt and bloomed around her waist.Looking to the top of the mountain, Gao Xiaomei only saw a flash of golden light.Where the father and sister slept, the big trees shaded them and the flowers bloomed for them.

Until returning to Gao's Embroidery Workshop, Gao Xiaomei was holding a bunch of wild lilies and bluebells in her arms, which were the last gifts from her father and sister.

The richest man was already waiting in front of the door. He was walking around, as if there was something difficult.Seeing Jiang coming, he hurried forward:

"It's a charm, we all fell under the charm of that demon pill, your eyes should be because of this too!"

　Jiang Ying: Gao Dingtian's transparency and Gao Xiaomei's intelligence, their tragedy is the tragedy of the bottom cultivating world.

　　Sanhua: I know you are going to do big things, come and ask me for a monthly ticket and recommendation ticket first! (plop)
　　
　
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