Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1460 Change money
Everyone wanted to say more, but Ding Ermiao waved his hand and walked out of the back hall.

Ji Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, followed, and found Ding Ermiao staring blankly in the direction of the sunrise with his hands behind his back.

"Er Miao, go ahead. I'll be waiting for you at Xuyun Temple." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

Ding Ermiao turned around and said: "Xiaoxiao, if we meet Qin Wenjun again this time, there will definitely be a big battle. I'm not sure of victory, so... I can't take you with me, don't be angry."

"I understand..." Ji Xiaoxiao sighed and said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

"Take care." Ding Ermiao shook Ji Xiaoxiao's hand, and suddenly a golden light spread across the ground and disappeared.

Gu Qinglan, Wu Zhanzhan and others walked out and found that Ji Xiaoxiao was the only one in the spacious yard, in a daze.

After leaving Xuyun Temple, Ding Ermiao stood on the top of Damao Peak, looked back at Maoshan, and headed towards the southeast coast.

In Ding Ermiao's analysis, Qin Wenjun should be hiding in an uninhabited land, and coastal islands are a possible place.

Traveling at night and day, Ding Ermiao is looking for it in remote places.When you feel tired from walking, find a clean place to meditate and exercise.If you are hungry, you can eat wild game to satisfy your hunger, and if you are thirsty, you can drink water.

However, Ding Ermiao found that although she did not deliberately eat grains, her dependence on food became less and less.Sometimes I don't eat or drink for two or three days, and I don't feel hungry.

Moreover, as he keeps running with the footwork of Xiaoyao, the Xiaoyao Tao Qi in his body becomes more pure and majestic.

What surprised Ding Ermiao even more was that as Xiaoyao Dao Qi strengthened, the feelings in various parts of his body also became very sensitive.Sometimes when you close your eyes, you can see the plants and trees around you clearly.

At first, Ding Ermiao could only perceive a few feet away from her, but after a month or two, this perception had expanded to a mile away.

You don't need to see with your eyes, and you don't need to listen with your ears. Everything within a mile around you is clear.

Could it be...that this is divine consciousness?

Ding Ermiao suddenly thought of a term in a novel about cultivating immortals. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and thought to himself, let's just call this ability spiritual consciousness.

Only the bit of corpse poison between the chest and lungs could not be expelled.Sometimes it happens suddenly and I cough twice.

Fortunately, his own cultivation is constantly improving, so Ding Ermiao doesn't care about this bit of corpse poison.One will ebb and flow, and one day, it can be resolved.

Two months later, Ding Ermiao had made several coastal sweeps, then crossed the Pacific and launched a search along the coast of the United States.

With this ability to sense external emissions, Ding Ermiao's search efficiency has been greatly improved.

Although she is in a foreign country, Ding Ermiao does not need a passport.Because his diving into the abyss or his carefree footwork are already incredibly fast.Even the combined strength of the United States' navy, land and air forces could not stop his magical power.

But unfortunately, Qin Wenjun's whereabouts were never discovered.

I haven't eaten for a few days. Although I don't feel hungry, the bird is fading out of my mouth.

Passing the coastal city of Portland in the United States, Ding Ermiao decided to take a break and try a foreign steak.

It was already the end of October, and scattered snowflakes were dancing in the sky above Portland.On the streets, Americans with hooked noses and blue eyes come and go in a hurry just like Chinese people.

Who says Americans live a happy life?Damn, aren’t you as busy as a dog?
As a man of yellow race, Ding Ermiao had a big beard and long hair, walking on the street, and he immediately attracted countless eyes.

The ghost guys stopped and looked at Ding Ermiao, pointing and chirping.

Ding Ermiao has never learned the language of birds, so Ding Ermiao doesn't know what these people are talking about.However, a foreigner smiled very openly and danced, which was obviously a sign of ridicule.

Ding Ermiao also smiled and pointed at his pants from a distance of ten feet away.

With a swish, the ghost guy's pants fell to his feet.

"Water watt watt watt..." The ghost guy was taken aback. He hurriedly lifted up his pants and shouted at Ding Ermiao.

"What did you say?" Ding Ermiao asked with a smile.

"Water watt watt watt..." The ghost man continued to shout, looking excited and gesticulating.

There were more and more onlookers, and finally, a foreigner who spoke Chinese came forward and said: "Hello, sir, this friend asked you if you know magic? Everyone admires you."

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "I can do magic."

"That's great, sir, can you perform something more for us?" Gui Lao, who was acting as translator, asked.

"Sure, what do you want me to conjure?" Ding Ermiao asked with a smile.

"I want you... to conjure some money for us, money, wool, wool..." The translator took out a US dollar bill from his pocket and showed it to Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao laughed and said: "This is too simple. I will teach you a way to make money. In the future, you will have money to spend without having to work."

The translator was overjoyed, turned around and explained to the crowd, announcing the money-changing magic that Ding Ermiao was going to perform next.

There was thunderous applause, and countless foreigners formed a circle around Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao looked around and found several camphor trees on the street.So with a wave of his hand, there was a crunching sound, and more than a dozen feet-long branches flew into Ding Ermiao's hands.

"Wow..." exclamations rose from all around.

Ding Ermiao smiled and touched it casually. The bark of the trees peeled off and turned into pointers.

"You want money, right? Watch it!" Ding Ermiao raised a stick and hit the translator on the head.

With a thunk sound, Ding Ermiao took back the stick, and there was a large, colorful dollar bill stuck to the tip of the stick.

"Wow... that's amazing. It's a good thing, and it's a foreign commission!" The translator took off the banknotes from the head of the stick, and after identifying the authenticity, he cheered continuously.

dong dong dong...

Ding Ermiao picked up the stick and hit the onlookers' heads with the stick.Every time you hit it, a large dollar bill will appear on the head of the stick.

After a round of knocking, Ding Ermiao handed out the dozen sticks to everyone and said to the translator: "Tell everyone, don't work anymore. If you have no money to spend, just use this stick to hit your own head."

A group of ghost guys believed it, and each hit his own head with a stick, making a loud banging sound.

The translator even beat himself seven or eight times, but no money came out. He asked with a grimace: "Sir, why is no money coming out?"

"Hit him lightly, hit him hard!" Ding Ermiao laughed loudly and turned away.

Walking a long way, I can still hear the sound of ding ding dong dong beating behind me. I don't know how many bags have been punched on the heads of these foreigners.

Turning the corner, his consciousness scanned a restaurant in front of him, and Ding Ermiao walked away quickly.

But as the steps progressed, the scope of his spiritual consciousness also expanded, and Ding Ermiao suddenly discovered an acquaintance.

(End of this chapter)