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

Chapter 98 Let you enjoy my sister’s traffic

Jiang Su had never seen an acacia tree before. In her impression, red beans symbolized the meaning of acacia.

The trunk of this tree is so thick that it takes two people to hug it. It has dense branches, and clusters of bright petals are reflected in the sun and turn into a golden color, just like gold hanging from the tree.

There were many thoughts in her mind, and finally Jiang Su choked out, "It looks good."

She was a little curious as to why the tree grew so fast. According to Qi Wan, the previous owner of the tree only grew from a bud to half a person's height when he had a Taoist companion.

But now this tree has grown so big because Qi Wan and Duhua slept...

No, she herself had never seen what the acacia tree looked like yesterday.

Maybe...after she left.

The roots of the acacia tree go deep into the earth, and as Qi Wan's acacia grows wildly, it just bloomed today.

"There must be something big between them. I don't believe Qi Wan is a love brain."

Xue Lingzhi slowly walked to the acacia tree, stretched out his hand through the trunk, and suddenly made a fist.

"Sa——"

He actually took out a... little girl with yellow hair.

This acacia tree demon is extremely small, only the size of a human palm, and looks like a pet raised by Blood Ganoderma.

"How is this Acacia tree demon's health?" Jiang Su subconsciously stepped forward and asked.

Blood Lingzhi raised his pointed chin slightly and narrowed his eyes into a straight line, "Medical Fairy, take a look." He took the initiative to hold the little tree demon in front of the girl in green.

Jiang Su felt that the eyes of the Blood Ganoderma lucidum were... like fatherly love? He is older than the acacia tree, and symbiosis is indeed a bit like raising a child.

She felt the little dryad's pulse with her fingertips.

"It's okay, it's just that it's still weak. I guess it will grow according to your new master's mood."

A faint smile gradually appeared on Xue Lingzhi's eyebrows.

A gentle breeze blew between the few people.

Fine golden petals fell all over the sky.

Jiang Su looked at this scene, and his stubborn confusion melted a little.

"The people in the upper realm are sentimental, which is more wonderful than the lower realm."

……

She returned to the medical clinic and stayed there until she got off work in the evening, then took the baby and ran all the way to the black market.

The two skillfully put on masks and pure black fur clothes.

Jiang Su strode in with great momentum, as if he was going to dominate here today.

"Xiaomian, you haven't been here for a long time."

Jiang Suchun found her usual seat, neatly spread it with a red cloth, and heard the vendor from the stall next to her saying hello to her.

"Yeah." We were not familiar with each other, so we responded casually.

"Well, if you don't come, there will be fewer people to quarrel with you, and there will be fewer people to watch the fun, and even my business will be deserted."

Jiang Su took out his big sword. The red cloth covered the sword body and only exposed the huge hilt and dragon head.

She heard the sound and went away, carefully looked at the mask on the man's head, and then looked at his stall.

Langtou, I bought talisman paper and he is a talisman cultivator.

"Today, I want you to enjoy my sister's flow."

Wolf Head Talisman Cultivator:?

Jiang Su rubbed Zai Zi's cheek and poked it gently, "Meng Hui, do you know what to do?"

The little Zai Zi came back to his senses from the world in the book in his hand in a daze, and suddenly there was some stubbornness in his eyes, "Sister, Zai Zai wants that!"

"Ah?" Jiang Su didn't know what he was talking about.

Zaizi said with a sweet voice: "On the day of the second master's wedding, the third master of the Jin family went to the wedding hall to get married!"

...You can't even hold your tongue straight, yet you still want to marry me.

"Hey, you also like to read this book?! I am a loyal fan of Bai Xiaosheng's books. I read every book they publish!"

The monk with the wolf-head mask was so excited, "This book about the third master of the Jin family is really good! But I like the third master's medical friend the most. He is dressed in blue and has black hair. He accompanies the third master Jin to fight for the family property without any regrets. "..."

Jiang Su, who had black hair in green clothes, pinched the green fabric inside his fur coat.

Damn it, am I really a friend of Mr. Ba, a literary and medical practitioner? !

Jiang Su said coldly, "I don't like it."

The wolf-headed monk was curious, "Then whose book do you like?"

Jiang Su was categorical and said loudly,

"Hate immortality!"

The wolf-headed monk was stunned and remained silent for a long time, "You... like him. Which of his books do you like?"

Jiang Su curled her lips and smiled, and the smile on the mask matched her emotions very well, ""The Burning with Desire Painting Collection"!"

"Haha, Taoist fellow Taoist, you have good taste."

The wolf-headed monk somehow stopped talking.

Jiang Su took out a plate of lotus cakes and said, "In exchange, you recite a few words and I will write them to you after a while."

Anyway, you will forget after a while...

The little boy's eyes suddenly flickered, he stared straight at Jiang Su, and said in a sweet voice, "Okay! Then sister, let's see first!"

Did he misunderstand something?
The little boy stuffed a mouthful of lotus cake, and after eating it to his heart's content, he stood next to the two-and-a-half-foot sword, with a bulging face, and after holding back his breath, he said loudly,
"You are selling swords! Brother Xianjun! Sister Xianjun, come and take a look! Selling big swords~"

"Selling swords, selling big swords, selling beautiful dragon and dragon swords!"

The little boy was so angry that his hawking voice was unique in the entire black market and immediately attracted many monks.

"Sword seller? Who sells sword?"

"Oh oh oh, this sword seller, oh, what a big sword!"

"Oh my God, this sword is taller than me. Who would buy it? Boss, can you put the red cloth away so we can see what this sword looks like?"

Jiang Su now only exposed the hilt and tip of the sword, and she covered the dragon pattern on the sword body. In fact, even she herself didn't know why she subconsciously refined such a thing.

Could it be that she has a rebellious streak?
...Without an emperor, who would she be rebelling against?

Jiang Su said with a half-smile, "This sword has something special. Those who have the chance will naturally come to it."

When the monks heard the word chance, they couldn't help but feel a little moved in their hearts, "How much does this sword cost?"

"Five hundred middle-grade Yuan stones."

She did use a good thing for the sword embryo of this sword. She originally planned to split it in half and refine a few more. If she hadn't read the book "Big Sword and Special Sword", she wouldn't have used it all.

"Hiss—so expensive."

Suddenly, someone squatted in front of the stall and stretched out a pair of hands covered with black calluses. His skin was covered with scars, which was a bit thrilling.

He put his hand on the dragon head of the sword hilt, rubbed it carefully, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Is there anything special about it?"

"The one holding the sword can naturally tell."

The man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of extraordinarily deep eyes, like a bottomless black abyss.

"How do I know if you are lying to me?"

Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly, and under the smiling mask, he looked carefully and said coldly, "I have been running a stall here for three years, and no one has ever spoken to me like this."

The wolf-headed talisman cultivator on the side said, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry. Although Smiling Crazy is a little crazy when buying materials, she is still very reliable as a vendor. The quality of the pills she has sold over the years has been excellent. There have been no problems.”

"But this is a sword."

Jiang Su became impatient and put the cub behind him, "This sword has no use for you, so get lost."

She would not rush to prove her innocence because of others' doubts. When interacting with others, defense is a pale and useless thing.

The monk looked at Jiang Su for a long time, and finally grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "I bought it."

He took out a money bag, turned it over and handed it to Jiang Su, and then he couldn't wait to pick up the big sword.

Jiang Su suddenly held down the sword, and the two looked at each other. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she lowered her voice and said,
"Lin Xian, isn't your Purple Thunder easy to use? Why did you buy my sword?"

(Thanks to hkle, Five Emperors, 13921133789, Yun Cimo, Coca-Cola chicken wings with rice, Xiuxue Zeshen, and several fellow Taoists for their recommendation votes!)