I am rich in the fairy world

Hu Qing was frightened and said: "Why are you fighting? We are civilized people, and civilized people should be reasonable."

Who would believe this? Senior Sister Hu's fame has never been based on civilization.

The nine people held their phones for a long time before they made a complete list and gave it to her.

Hu Qing took it and shook it casually, and the folded page flew out like a sleeve, with words all over it.

The font is strong and nice to look at... but isn't it too much?

With such a long list, do you have any friends among your clans? No matter how outstanding you are, you can't be so outstanding that you don't have any friends, right?
She decisively closed the complaint and changed direction: "Make a list of those who are still friendly with us."

This time it was quick and finished on a regular-sized piece of paper.

The right hand holds a thick folded paper, and the left hand holds a thin piece of paper. The weight of both hands... is very heavy.

Originally Hu Qing wanted to do something to disgust people, and it was just a casual move on her way home. But now seeing the number of people... forget it, she had been away from home for too long and she was eager to go home. She didn't want to cause any trouble on this last leg of the journey.

As for not being able to recruit new disciples, we can gather ideas when we return. Besides, only when we return will we have the manpower to do things.

So, she calmly put away the two lists and asked, "Are there any other disciples outside who want to go back with us?"

"Yes, yes, yes - ah, let's ask Zongli first."

Hu Qing watched them chatting on their cell phones and thought, it's hard not to rely on cell phones. However, it's still not very convenient to take them out and put them in like this. He might as well change to a wristwatch like the mermaid's - accidental injuries are inevitable during a fight, so he still needs to think about it.

Speaking of pondering, she turned to the old elephant and said, "Let me see your body bag."

The old elephant was stunned for a moment, then respectfully presented a brand new, unused bag.

Hu Qing said something to everyone and went into the house to study his pocket.

Hu Ran was lying on the bed. The dark grey satin bedding made him look not so good. Hu Qing thought for a moment, found the embroidery thread from the space, and used her spiritual power to extract the required colors, break the thread, and stop it in the air. Then she used her spiritual sense to flatten the four corners of the quilt and spread the quilt cover, and used her spiritual sense to transform the colors and paint on it. She did not have the artistic level to do this. She only recalled the paintings or landscapes she had seen in the past and copied them. In the end, she put together half of the Moonlit Night Snow Pass and half of the Autumn Red of the Cool Autumn Realm, and thought it was good. With a thought, the silk thread suspended in the air used her spiritual power as a needle and accurately pierced the quilt cover.

Embroidery is also a technique of refining tools. Hu Qing likes heavy tools and has done little research on these delicate and exquisite soft tools. She had used it briefly when making clothes a long time ago. Fortunately, she can use spiritual power to make needles, otherwise if she used real needles, she would not be able to be so flexible.

In just a moment, the monotonous quilt was colored, and Hu Ran's pale face was set off by the red leaves under his neck, making him look much more beautiful.

Hu Qing nodded in satisfaction, tucked the quilt in for him with his spiritual sense, and then sat in front of the window to study the pocket. By the way, he sent the 28 dead souls he had collected before to the Space Mirror, wishing them a quick death and a quick reincarnation.

She didn't collect any corpses. Now that she was a person of status, she didn't have to handle small matters like money herself.

After looking through the pocket, Hu Qing couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow!" This thing can hold a lot of things. It is harmless to living things, but it can quickly get rid of the body without leaving any traces or dirt, so quickly that even the stench of the corpse can't get out. Moreover, it can collect and preserve all kinds of items carried, hidden, and untied by the corpse. Even if a very large object is dropped, it can become even larger to ensure that the bag will not break.

"What a talented person." Hu Qing was impressed and decided to bring them back to the sect for mass production.

Hu Ran woke up slowly on the bed, staring at a lamp hanging from the green tent above his head. The shape was a woman holding a lantern, and the lantern was filled with incense. He knew the incense was rare and had the effect of calming the soul. It was kind, right? The silk thread hanging the lamp just passed under the woman's neck and then hung up... They were all immortals, so was it so difficult to make a lamp float?
Following the light, he turned his head and saw a woman by the window. He squinted his eyes and compared the face with his memory. It was indeed her, but - she looked embarrassed and stupid when he saw her then. This time, she was not embarrassed, but still very stupid, especially her silly smile was a bit vulgar. What path did this person take to get to where he is today? Is it a decent path?

Hu Qing looked over and said in a relaxed tone: "Senior is awake."

He walked over a few steps and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Hu Ran spoke, her throat heavy as if filled with lead, hoarse and unpleasant: "The quilt is too heavy, it weighs on me." Hu Qing's smile froze, and she stared at the embroidery on the quilt, which she thought was very good. The silk thread she used was of the highest quality, so it couldn't be heavy.

The person under the quilt was dressed neatly, so Hu Qing directly lifted the quilt and replaced it with another plain one. He held the original quilt in his hand, but it didn't seem to be very heavy, so he put it into the space in confusion.

Hu Ran coughs.

Hu Qing did not move.

Hu Ran was helpless: "Is there any water? I'm thirsty."

Oh, Hu Qing, who was still thinking about the impact of embroidery on the quilt experience, finally reacted. The patient woke up and could eat.

Hu Ran said again: "Clear water."

Ordinary water will do. Anything more complicated will be bad for his injury.

Hu Qing condensed a dozen small water balls directly above his face. As soon as he opened his mouth, a small water ball slowly fell into his mouth. He ate seven or eight of them in a row. Hu Ran said that was enough, and Hu Qing threw the rest into the flowerpot next to him.

Hu Ran glanced at the flowerpot, which contained artificial flowers made of gems, gold and silver, and thought to himself, this person has no taste for elegance.

Hu Qing dragged a stool over and sat down, his eyes sparkling: "Senior, are you healed?"

"It's getting better, but I need to take care of it for a few more days. You call me Master Hu, and we have a semi-teacher relationship. Since we've met, let's fulfill our promise. You should recite my book on spiritual plants to me."

Hu Qing: "."

I shouldn't have fed you water to help your throat heal, right?

She tried to fight for it: "Master Hu, I am a weapon master."

Suddenly, a trace of disdain flashed across Hu Ran's face, but then he restrained himself: "It's okay, I don't disdain it."

Hu Qing: "."

She said, "Master Hu, let's talk about how you arrested Yun Yingtai. Yun Yingtai and Hu Xuan are in the same boat with us, and they are waiting for me to give them an explanation."

Hu Ran: "Don't worry, wait until I'm fully recovered. Can't you protect me? Come on, start reciting from the beginning."

Really can't escape? Hu Qing still has a way. She turned her palm over and over again, and the red ginseng fruit on the top of the head sat in the palm of her hand, and the strange fragrance drifted to Hu Ran's nose. Hu Ran's eyes were immediately fixed.

"Isn't this the ginseng fruit of the Yunying tribe? It's exactly the same as described in the ancient books - how did you get it?"

Hu Qing chuckled: "I have a good relationship with the Yunying tribe."

Hu Ran looked at her fiercely, feeling dizzy for a moment, and said with envy: "I have been looking for the Yunying tribe for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that a child like you would find them as soon as you went there. You are so lucky."

Hu Qing felt embarrassed to be called a child, as she was also over a thousand years old.

"Master Hu, please tell me what happened. I really need to give him an explanation." (End of this chapter)