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Chapter 6 The Shameful People of the Li House

Yu Lingling took out a token from her bosom, handed it to Yang Ping and said, "My name is Yu Lingling, if you come to Kyoto in the future, you can come to Shangyang Academy to find me, it may help your abilities there. "

Yang Ping took the token.

I joked in my heart: Can you still upgrade the system?

After putting away the token, Yang Ping pointed to the corpses of the two monsters that had turned into their original bodies on the execution ground.

Asked calmly: "How to deal with these two corpses?"

Yu Lingling said: "Take these two corpses away, the monster's demon pill is very helpful for your body training now."

"Okay, then thank you, Master Yu."

Yang Ping was not too polite, and immediately prepared to fight the corpse with joy.

It's normal for the heavenly girl of Shangyang Academy to look down on the two low-grade demon pills.

"Wait a minute." Yu Lingling suddenly called out.

Yang Ping looked back in doubt, could it be that you have to go back on your word, this is not in line with your status as a genius in Shangyang Academy.

Yu Lingling took out another simple cloth bag half the size of a palm from her bosom, threw it to Yang Ping and said, "This is a mustard seed bag, it contains more than ten square meters of space, it can store things, it's a thank you gift for your help today. "

Yang Ping was overjoyed when he heard the words.

This is a good baby, a must-have magic weapon for traveling.

There are no such items in Qingyang County. I heard that there are some treasure pavilions in Fucheng, but the price is expensive. It is said that each one is a treasure handed down from ancient times, and the quantity is scarce.

But from Yu Lingling's attitude of being able to give it away, it can be seen that the description of "scarce quantity" must have a lot of water, and it may be deliberately added by profiteers in order to raise the price.

Just like the diamond in Yang Ping's previous life.

Yu Lingling said: "You can bind with it by touching it with mental power, and you only need to cover it with mental power to collect items."

Mental power is possessed by practitioners of every system. Yang Ping, who is only at the eighth rank, although his mental power is still weak, still has no problem using the mustard bag.

Yang Ping held the mustard seed bag in his hand, and his mental power flowed out from the sea of ​​consciousness and poured into the mustard seed bag.

A moment later, he realized that his consciousness had a slight connection with the mustard bag in his hand.

Seeing the storage space inside like an empty room, Yang Ping said excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Yu."

Yang Ping walked over, happily put the corpses of the two monsters into the mustard bag, and put the mustard bag away carefully.

These are two high-level bodyguards of the seventh rank. They can almost walk sideways in a small place like Qingyang County, which is much stronger than his current strength.

When Yang Ping was collecting the corpse, Yu Lingling flew back to the execution platform and pulled Song Yi, the magistrate who was hiding under the case, out.

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me."

Song Yi, who was suddenly pulled out, closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

Yu Lingling said indifferently: "After the matter here is settled, you should write a letter to resign."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Things in Qingyang County are over, and she still has to continue her journey of studying abroad and refining her mind.

In the afternoon, Li's mansion.

Standing in front of the mansion, Yang Ping looked at the familiar vermilion gate and the white mourning banners hanging on both sides of the gate, feeling emotional in his heart.

Although it was only a short period of two days, after experiencing so many things, Yang Ping's mind has undergone a huge change.

The concierge saw Yang Ping standing outside the door, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the mansion.

"Master Yang is back, Master Yang is back"

When Yang Ping walked into the mansion, he saw the guarding maids in the mansion running over one after another.

Li Xinlian, who was attending the funeral in the lobby, walked quickly from the front of the hall in white mourning clothes.

Li Xinlian's eyes were red, what she had experienced in the past two days made this girl who lived in a boudoir sad and uneasy.

Seeing Yang Ping returning home at this time, Li Xinlian seemed to have grasped the last straw.

He threw himself into Yang Ping's arms and cried bitterly.

Sadness, guilt, helplessness and other emotions burst out one after another.

The maids and nurses in the mansion also knelt down one after another, and the captain of the nurse said with a face full of remorse: "Young Master Yang, it's all our fault. We listened to Sun Ming's nonsense and made the young master almost suffer. I kowtow to you to make amends. "

Everyone who participated that day was ashamed and blamed themselves.

On the editor in Yang Ping's body, the amount of emotional coins rose rapidly.

Yang Ping looked at the kneeling crowd around him, although he felt some resentment in his heart, but hatred was far from it.

In this world, it is very difficult for people to know the book and reason. Although fooling the people is good for ruling, it also has great disadvantages.

Yang Ping said aloud: "Get up, let's finish the funeral of uncle and aunt first."

Yang Ping patted Li Xinlian's shoulder in his arms, and said softly, "I'll kowtow to my uncle and aunt first."

Li Xinlian's weeping pear blossom face with rain was lifted from Yang Ping's arms. Now that her parents have passed away, Yang Ping is the backbone of her heart.

When he came to the hall, Yang Ping changed into mourning clothes.

Facing the two coffins placed in the hall, he knelt down on both knees and kowtowed nine times vigorously.

"Uncle and aunt, the murderer who killed you has been killed by my own hands, and your spirits in heaven can rest in peace."

At night, Yang Ping returned to his yard.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a nimble figure jumping over.

"Xiao Huang, look what good things I brought you."

A juicy peach suddenly appeared in Yang Ping's hand, and he handed it to a small hairy monkey that jumped on his shoulder.

The hairy monkey grabbed the peach with both excited hands and squeaked happily.

This hairy monkey named Xiao Huang was bought by Yang Ping from a trader when he just crossed over. For more than a year, one person and one monkey have a deep relationship.

Yang Ping walked to the table and picked up the teapot to pour water.

The juicy little Huang who was eating on his shoulder suddenly jumped off Yang Ping's shoulder, put the unfinished peaches on the table, and then crawled under the bed in Yang Ping's bedroom.

"What are you doing, Xiao Huang, is there a mouse under the bed?"

After a while, Xiao Huang came out from under the bed with a brocade box in his hand.

Throwing the brocade box on the table, after two squeaks, it continued to pick up its peaches and gnawed on it.

"This is."

Yang Ping looked at the brocade box on the table, feeling familiar.

"Isn't this the box that Sun Ming grabbed in his hand that day? I didn't expect you to pick it up."

Yang Ping remembered that when he rushed into the study that day, he saw Sun Ming holding a brocade box in his hand, but at that time he just glanced away, because he saw the tragic death of Li Yuanwai and his wife, so he didn't pay attention to the box again.

Thinking about it now, this should be the treasure that Sun Ming asked about in prison.

It was also because of the contents of this box that Sun Ming, driven by greed, killed Li Yuanwai and his wife.

Yang Ping sighed in his heart.

Open the brocade box, inside is a bead exuding a faint light.

"Neidan? Judging from the energy intensity, it should be around the lower level of the seventh rank."

(End of this chapter)