Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 64 It’s the crematorium again!

In the medical profession, the master will give the disciples and apprentices two gifts, one an umbrella and the other a lantern, before they leave the profession.

The meaning of the umbrella is to block the wind and rain, so that the patient can be diagnosed regardless of the weather. The lamp means illuminating the road in the dark, so as to cure diseases and save people regardless of day or night.

Just now Hongwan said, "Point out the clear path."

Jiang Su thought of the lotus lantern that his father gave to him when he was five years old.

A bright light illuminates the way.

She started training quickly. After coming to the world of cultivation, relying on her medical experience in this world and her willingness to endure hardship, she was already refining alchemy in an alchemy furnace at the age of five or six.

Now he has ascended to the upper world for three years. During these three years, he has been huddled in the cave. Apart from refining elixirs and weapons, he sells finished elixirs for money. He only interacts with people when doing business. He is lonely and awkward.

At some point, there were suddenly more people around her, and they were even a little noisy.

Jiang Su looked at the door, where the little boy was quietly scratching at the crack of the door to walk in.

"Come in."

Meng Hui trotted over obediently, pulled the small bench, sat beside her legs, looked up at her, his round eyes seemed to have stars hidden in them, they were clear and cute.

He pouted, his eyes were a little aggrieved, and he said pitifully, "Sister, is that brother Liangyu going to have a baby again?"

Jiang Su ruffled his hair, pulled off the red rope, and messed it up, just for a good touch, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

The little girl cried, with tears in her eyes, "I think about my father in Hui Hui. I haven't seen him yet. How hard it must have been for him to give birth to Hui Hui."

"..."

How to explain to him that he came from his mother's womb.

Jiang Su realized that she had never understood this kid. She only knew that he was a second-generation immortal with money. He asked calmly, "Where is your family? What do your mother-in-law and uncle do? Why have you never been there?" Have you met your father?"

The little boy sat on the bench, pulled out his handkerchief, and wiped his tears with the folded board. He said in a sweet voice, "I am from China, and my mother is...a reader!"

"I have three uncles. They are artists and stones. My uncle sells paintings. I also have a grandfather who also likes reading!"

Jiang Su squinted his eyes slightly, covering his eyes with long eyelashes, and thought carefully, but he couldn't guess what a famous family in China was.

The main reason is that she doesn't understand the land of Middle-earth. She thinks that if she has a chance, she can go with the caravan.

"Then what happened between your parents?"

The little boy said this with some sadness, "Wo's mother is not in good health. Every time Wo asks her about her father, she always says that he is far away."

Jiang Su's body stiffened, and he slowly raised his eyelids, looking at Zai Zi with a slightly complicated look.

According to past life experience, only people who have died in the family will be told that their children are far away.

"Could it be a ghost cultivator? One is a heavenly immortal, and the other is an earthly immortal? It's so sad that the world is so far apart."

Jiang Su said nothing more and said casually, "So that's it. Then when we get to the secret realm, I'll look for him with you."

Sunset West Mountain.

Jiang Su carried the baby and left the hospital.

It was only when she got off work that she realized that Hongwan had not taken the replacement plaster when she left, so she carried her things to Huanxi Building.

Jiang Su actually wanted to know the follow-up of these two people.

Hong Aotian bled for love, and Jin Jiaofu decided to raise the baby in his belly. The misunderstanding between the two has not been resolved... It is the time when eating melon is the most fragrant!
Happy Building.

As soon as Jiang Suga walked to the door, three male cultivators immediately surrounded him. They were still the same people as before, a young boy named Ao Ying, a Confucian cultivator in white, and a physical cultivator in red.

Hua Heshan thought he knew Jiang Su better than the others, so he stepped forward warmly and said, "Mr. Jiang is here. I haven't seen you in Huanxi Building for a long time."

Jiang Su glanced at him indifferently and said coldly, "Where is the host of Hongwan?" Hua Heshan was stunned, and then took the initiative to lead her in, "Jiang Yixian is coming with me. The host has a performance today and is preparing at the moment. Still waiting."

He found a private room on the first floor and served Jiang Su tea, water, melons and fruits. This place could just take in the entire three-foot-high stage, which was the best view from the back door.

The stage is shaped like a golden lotus with blooming petals.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and the sound of drums followed. Above the dense drum beats, a woman in red clothes half-covered her face with red gauze, and her wrists and ankles were tied with red gauze strips. She was dancing in the red dress of an immortal.

A thrilling dance!
Jiang Su didn't expect that Hong Wan could still come to dance today despite being in such a state.

"This is Long Aotian's persistence in his career..." She couldn't help but sigh.

At a certain moment, a drunken guest suddenly walked towards the stage. He did not go up, but just stood under the stage, looking up at Hong Wan with extremely obsessed eyes, and stretched out his hand in a daze.

Like a devout believer looking at his own fairy.

Hong Wan also knew how to cooperate with the audience, danced the red gauze on her wrists and ankles, threw it on this person, and then glanced around with her charming and ambiguous eyes.

The next moment, her eyes met with the girl in green, and she smiled like a flower. There were spring flowers and autumn moon hidden in her pair of affectionate autumn-cut pupils.

Jiang Su was suddenly stunned, and was dazzled by this man's smile for a moment.

Just as Jiang Su was taking a sip of tea with relish, she suddenly noticed that Hong Wan's eyes suddenly froze.

Follow the gaze.

Just behind the monk who was obsessed with the beauty of the red ribbon, there stood a white-faced scholar, wearing a gray gown, with a solemn face and gloomy eyes.

It’s Jin Liangyu!

The Confucian scholar held a white jade wine flask in his hand, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth. The wine flowed along the clear mandible.

This smell of sadness and frustration!
Jiang Su patted the kid on the side on the head and said excitedly, "Look up! Your sister Aotian's crematorium is on fire!"

When Hong Wan saw her pregnant husband drinking the jug of wine, she was shocked. She immediately flew off the stage and grabbed the jug.

"Jin Liangyu! This is the strongest wine in the Southern Fire Land. Are you crazy if you drink it like this?"

Her face changed color, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she wanted to take the jug away, but the two couldn't argue.

"Snapped--"

The wine flask fell to the ground, shattered like stars in the sky, and the wine was crystal clear, soaking the corners of their clothes.

Jin Liangyu held her wrist, his eyes were red, and he looked straight at her, asking, "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You said you would only dance this dance for me from now on."

"I just got diagnosed today...you gave up on the promise you made. Do you really not want this child? I, Jin Liangyu, have I ever felt sorry for you?"

"Hongwan, you have no heart at all."

Hong Wan's wrist was grabbed, and the man just pressed on the wound where she was bleeding today.

The pain was accompanied by a feeling of weakness all over her body. Her feet were unsteady and she was a bit shaky. She subconsciously leaned towards the man.

However, Jin Liangyu pushed her away again, his eyes were cold, and he shook his head in disappointment. Smelling drunk, he murmured, "I shouldn't expect someone from the Huanxi Tao to fall in love with me."

The next moment, he turned around and left.

Hong Wan could no longer stand and fell backwards.

　Jiang Su: "You can eat melons without mercy, these two are more interesting than talking books."

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