My talent is resurrection

Chapter 343 Not a drop of urine in the wine
Afterwards came Chen Jiu's favorite part of the body search. There were indeed many treasures on the dead monks, and the most eye-catching one was a blue and transparent bead.

"What is this?" Chen Jiu asked puzzled.

Han Qi couldn't recognize it either, he had never seen it before, so he opened the magic weapon books he carried with him to check, rummaged carefully, and after a long while, suddenly exclaimed.

"This is the Soul Condensation Pill that those monks were talking about. I didn't expect it to be obtained by these people."

Chen Jiu remembered that Yan Qi wanted this Concentrating Soul Pill, so he threw it to her without thinking, and said with a smile, "Take it."

Yan Qi was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly held the Concentrating Soul Pill tightly in his palm, nodded softly at Chen Jiu and said, "Thanks...thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Jiuchao looked around, and there were still several groups of monks who did not leave. They looked at Chen Jiu with panic, probably wanting to run but not daring to run.

"It was my negligence just now that caused you to be beaten so badly. I still have something to deal with. You hold my golden light and throw it away if you have something to do, and then you will be fine."

After Chen Jiu finished speaking, he passed a golden light of martial arts into Han Qi's hands and clung to it.

Han Qi was taken aback.

Chen Jiu had already left in an instant, and reappeared in the center of the ruins. Sure enough, there was not a single celestial being left, and the whole **** ran away.

Chen Jiu folded his hands on his chest, frowned and said to himself, "Perhaps the body search shouldn't be done?"

His body flickered again, and he came out of the small world in the water, and quickly arrived at the underwater palace of Old Dragon Lord, swept away by his martial arts, and there was no one there.

"Forget it, I'll kill it later when I see it."

Chen Jiu doesn't like to kill. Since the old Dragon Lord has escaped, let's do it first. After him, he will call the Academy to deal with it. Anyway, this matter should be under the management of the Academy.

After half a month, the old Dragon Lord remained silent, but the residents of the city still donated their blood to the Dragon Lord Temple.

Swordsman Zhou could only frown and sigh when he saw it. He had already persuaded the people in the city before, but he just said that he could not withstand the coercion of the old Dragon Lord for hundreds of years.

In desperation, Zhou Swordsman had no choice but to smash the Longjun Temple in the city and prevent the people from worshiping it.

The people were terrified and did not dare to join the boat swordsman. After kowtowing and apologizing to Lord Long, they hurried away.

Chen Jiu persuaded from the side: "Take it easy, and it should be much better when the monks of the academy come to deal with it later."

Swordsman Zhou sighed again, with a sad expression on his face, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, the academy will help the old Dragon Lord, the god of water luck.

Chen Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then I'm really looking forward to it."

Let's see which school monk dares to help Lao Longjun.

After Han Qi came out of the small world in the water, he mixed with Lu Hu again, wandering around the city every day, not knowing what to do.

The girl Yan Qi hadn't seen her for a few days, and when she reappeared, she found Chen Jiu weeping, wiped her tears with her worn sleeves, and sobbed uncontrollably.

Chen Jiu asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Qi held back his tears a little, and said softly with red eyes.

"I... I dropped the Concentrating Soul Pill on the graves of my parents, but there was no movement and no effect at all."

Yan Qi said that at this time, he became more and more sad, and tears continued.

Although Chen Jiu felt sorry for the little girl, she still couldn't help complaining: "Your parents have been dead for so long, if you really crawled out, wouldn't you become a zombie?"

Yan Qi sobbed with his head down, so sad that he didn't return to Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu suddenly asked again: "Are you the only one left in your family?"

Yan Qi wiped away tears, reluctantly nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then can you take care of yourself alone?" Chen Jiu asked worriedly.

Yan Qi washed his nose, nodded firmly and said: "No problem, I have lived alone for the past two years, thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Jiu waved his hand and grinned: "You don't have to thank me, I didn't do anything, it's just a little effort..."

"If you feel that life is too difficult in the future, you can go to the riverside to find an old man in coir raincoat and report my name." Chen Jiu still worried.

After all, Yan Qi is only in her teens now, and she is a woman, so it is still difficult to live alone.

Yan Qi wiped away his tears, calmed down, and bowed solemnly to Chen Jiu again, "Thank you...thank you, Mr. Chen."

After the two waved goodbye, Chen Jiu looked at Yan Qi's leaving back and sighed.

"What a polite little girl, her quality is almost catching up with me."

Chen Jiu thinks that he is one of the few high-quality talents in this world. For example, he can call the old man affectionately, take the old man to drink, play chess and only regret it 99 times at most, and never regret it too much. The canteen is absolutely like a public toilet Cultivate together, eat while pulling, reflecting the convenience of the people...

The deeds and so on all show that Chen Jiu's quality is self-important.

Chen Jiu sighed, "Hey, I have to get better today."

The Swordsman Zhou who was sitting by the river suddenly sneezed, his back turned cold, and he always felt that he was being missed.

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The life in the water city made Chen Jiu feel the leisure life for a long time. It is somewhat similar to the Qingfeng City at the beginning. The old man never stopped getting drunk.

Although Zhou Swordsman is a Nascent Soul, he still can't bear Chen Jiu's hard drink when he can't avoid alcohol. When he gets drunk, he will suddenly stand up, imitating the women's dances he saw in the past and swaying wildly.

Chen Jiu was a little drunk, but still not drunk. He laughed and asked, "Old man, what are you dancing about?"

The old man twisted his body indiscriminately, grinned at Chen Jiuyi, showing a yellow mouth, and said with a shy smile: "This is Farewell My Concubine, hey!"

Chen Jiu stood up with a smile, shook his head and said, "You can't do it, look at me."

As Chen Jiu spoke, he began to twist his crotch, moving back and forth.

Swordsman Zhou was taken aback, "What are you?"

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "This is called horse riding dance."

"Where's the horse?" Zhou Jianke was puzzled.

Chen Jiu was also a little drunk, and was stopped by Zhou Swordsman's question. He stopped, and began to sit on the bank and think about the horse?
And the Zhou Swordsman, who was completely drunk, had already started to twist his hips, and his spirits were high.

Not far away are children watching.

Zhou Swordsman was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly stopped his movements, waved his hands drunkenly at the child and said with a smile: "Children can't watch, it's getting dark, go home quickly."

The little boy nodded, then pushed his hips, shouted loudly and jumped towards home.

Belongs to the dancing prodigy.

The boat swordsman with his hips left alone on the shore and Chen Jiu who was thinking about where the horse was.

It wasn't until the noon of the second day that the drunken two woke up from the small boat. The swordsman in the boat was in a hurry to urinate, and he began to vent while standing on the small boat, with the sound of water gushing out.

Chen Jiu asked curiously: "You can't urinate all the time, right?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Swordsman also has male diseases.

Zhou Swordsman turned his head, looked at Chen Jiu with a sad expression, and said sadly.

"Not a drop of urine in the wine."

(End of this chapter)