Cultivation starts from changing jobs to druids

Chapter 18 Prohibition
"Here we go again, again."

Chen An looked at the broken small bar on the door of his kitchen, and felt an evil fire burning uncontrollably in his heart.

In the past few days, when he traveled between the dark world and the world of immortality, he had placed a small ban on the kitchen door where he placed the spiritual rice berries in advance.

This kind of small restriction cannot stop those who want to break in, but it can serve as a warning.If you want to get in, you must first break the restriction. He is telling the little thief blatantly that I have discovered your existence. If you know the truth, just get away.

As a result, the ban was broken.

"That little thief didn't pay attention to me at all."

Chen An walked into the kitchen, counted the spiritual rice, and found that a bag and a half of the spiritual rice was missing, and all the spiritual energy-rich berries that were the mainstay in Xiatie were gone.

Probably knowing that he had been discovered, the little thief simply emptied Chen An's kitchen without stopping.

The half bag of Lingmi left behind was enough for Chen An to survive this month. I don't know whether the little thief was afraid that he would jump over the wall in a hurry, or was mocking him. Half a bag of Lingmi would be good.

"Now that I have broken my heart, I must respond. If I don't respond, I will become a soft persimmon in the eyes of that little thief, and he will come again next time."

But how to respond, he really couldn't think of any good way for a while. He was filled with anger for a while, and he felt as if his back was being burned by fire.

"If that doesn't work, find an opportunity to kill the thief in the wild." This idea flashed through his mind quickly, and it took him a long time to suppress it again.

He also needs to rely on the big tree of the Sima family to directly kill people, which will definitely run the risk of being exposed later. At that time, he will have to live in the wild and be exposed to various dangers.

But if this matter is reported to the supervisor, the supervisor will most likely put an end to the matter.

For the steward, the matter of a few bags of spiritual rice for his servants is not worth worrying about at all.

If Chen An showed eagerness, he would more likely choose to compensate Chen An with a few bags of spiritual rice. He would definitely investigate and then expose the matter.

But does Chen An care about this bag and a half of spiritual rice?What he is really concerned about is the risk that his ability to travel between two worlds may be exposed!

The next time the thief comes to steal again, he might just bump into Chen An who has just returned from the dark world.

The ability to travel between two realms has never been seen before, even in the world of immortality.

Once his ability to freely travel between the two worlds, or even the world of the heavens, is revealed, how many old monsters will chase and kill him, and then use the means of soul searching, just to force him to confess where the ability to cross the two worlds comes from. come.

The secrets of crossing the two realms, the secrets of the travelers from Blue Star. Once these secrets are exposed, Chen An will probably die even if he wants to!

All of a sudden, Chen An felt that he was burning inside, and the killing intent that had been suppressed before began to jump violently again.

If he wanted to let the steward take action, unless he could accurately find the person who stole the rice, and he could produce enough evidence.

As for the possible candidates for the rice thief, Chen An had a rough idea. Most likely, they were those lazy people who spent a lot of money on weekdays and were punished by the management for being lazy and failed to get the full summer allowance.

However, although Chen An had doubts in his heart, his current identity was just a spiritual farmer, and he was definitely not qualified to ask the stewards to search the houses of those lazy people one by one.

Even if they get into trouble, they will turn against the guest and label Chen An as "a dog looking down on others and making trouble out of nothing".

When the steward sees that things have become troublesome, the idea of ​​​​settling things over will probably immediately take over.

However, although he was not in the house at the time, it does not mean that there were no witnesses in the house.

You know, he is a Druid, and every plant and tree is his friend, or in other words, his eyes and ears.

Chen An walked gently to the crack of the wall, and used the ability to communicate with nature on a weed inside. Immediately, a hazy voice came from his ear. After distinguishing it for a while, he already understood the person who came to his house to steal who is it.

"So it was him? No, it should be said, it really was him!" In his mind, the figure of Qin Er, who was secretly sleeping in the shade of a tree half a month ago and was kicked by the steward, flashed across his mind.

It seemed that he didn't expect that just such a thing would make Qin Erji hate him.

"The King of Hell is easy to meet, but is the kid difficult to deal with?" Chen An murmured.

But he always thought that for a difficult little ghost, he should use cruel means to reincarnate him and learn how to be a ghost.

……

"This is a really convenient way to make money. If I had known there was such a good job, I shouldn't have planted anything in the first place."

Qin Er lay on the straw mat, crossed Erlang's legs and shook his thighs, and felt a burst of complacency when he thought of his crisp and neat actions before.

He couldn't help but start to fantasize about whether he should sell the Lingmi later for two bowls of wine, or save it up, and when the market is more stable, he will go to Jinyulou to spend the spring night with those beautiful Kunxiu.

Those Hu Meizi who practiced seductive arts are all the best water spirits.

Then he thought that Chen An would probably look extremely upset when he discovered that his home was stolen, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This boy was indeed young, and he even thought of putting a ban on the door to warn him. He probably thought that if it was really stolen, he would be able to find the steward to recover it.

He has been around the farm a lot, but he knows that for things like this that are unclear and cannot be proved, the stewards will just give each person twenty dozen punches in the end to calm the matter down.

His image in the eyes of the steward was already bad anyway, but Chen An, this kid, had deliberately wanted to leave a good impression in front of the steward a while ago.

It is even possible that in order not to damage his impression in front of the manager, Chen An endured the loss of being dumb.

Qin Er was still feeling proud when he suddenly heard a loud bang at the door. The broken door of his house was kicked open, and the steward Sima Fu walked in quickly with two servants.

He was startled immediately, stood up, and showed a guilty look of flattery. "Steward, come to find the little one, but there is something small that can help."

It wasn't until Chen An walked in behind that he immediately understood what was going on, glaring angrily, and said in his heart:
"It turns out that this kid was the first to suspect me. Okay, okay, this kid looks down on me and thinks I'm a thief. Sure enough, I didn't steal from the wrong person!"

When he opened his mouth, he was about to angrily accuse Chen An of why he suspected that he had stolen the thing. But just when he was about to speak, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed that it was dangerous.

Before Chen An said what it was, he asked about the theft. Isn't this a self-inflicted crime?

It turned out to be this kind of trick.Qin Er thought.

He thought he had figured out the key, and countless thoughts ran through his mind.When the time comes, he refuses to admit it, but he wants to see what Chen An can do to him.

He grimaced and prepared to face the steward's questioning.Unexpectedly, Chen An took two steps forward and said:
"Boss, before I put a spirit-stimulating technique into some unmolted brown rice in the spiritual rice. If Qin Er really has my spiritual rice at home, he only needs to soak the rice in water and see if the brown rice will sprout. Verify this.”

(End of this chapter)