Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 187 Visiting the Book Fairy
The next day.

Jiang Su found himself huddled in the corner, his hands wrapped around his knees, and all the bones in his body were stiff.

She smelled the smell of alcohol on her body and immediately recalled her feat of drinking last night, "Oh no, Jiang Feng must have handed me over to a trafficker and sold me?!"

"How many taels of meat do you have? If the trafficker sees you, he will ask me to give you money." The voice was extremely cold, and his tone was full of impatience.

Jiang Su stood up holding on to the wall and threw a few purification techniques on her body. When she turned around, she found that she was sitting on a big futon. She looked at the livid-faced swordsman at the table opposite and said with some dissatisfaction, "You Why do you let me sleep here?”

Jiang Feng said with a half-smile but with a fierce look in his eyes, he wanted to kill her, "Jiang Su, you have such a good memory. I wonder who drank too much and poured wine on my head yesterday."

"You also said that I am a root of grass and you are also a grass. Let me squat in the corner with you and sprout. I want to drag you back to the inn, but you insist that I want to pull out your roots."

He nodded his head with his finger, "The first person in medical knowledge, can you cure your brain first? It's like a lunatic."

Only when Jiang Su walked in did he notice that this man had an extra strand of hair on the side of his head, which was smooth and abrupt, as if it had been specially cut out.

She pointed to his hair, "Did I do it?"

Jiang Feng twitched the corners of his lips and said coldly, "How about I cut it myself?"

Jiang Su blinked in embarrassment and shrank his neck, thinking that no wonder his neck felt cold before he woke up.

She pretended to appreciate it and praised seriously, "This is called dragon beard bangs. According to legend, it means the true dragon of the ancestors of the ancient dragon clan. Once, a monk was killed by the dragon clan at that time because he had dragon beard bangs for a thousand years. The clan leader took a fancy to it and gave him two weapons, a Heavenly Sword and a Dragon-Slaying Sword."

"Now that I have caused you to get involved with the dragon clan because of my drunkenness, I have a dragon beard and bangs on one side so that you can choose between Yitian and Tulong. Jiang Feng, you must take good care of these green hairs of yours."

Jiang Suyi's explanation sounded quite similar.

Jiang Feng frowned, his eyes were deep and mixed with tiny spots of light, and he nodded after thinking.

"I understand, let's go, I've already given Sikong medicine."

Jiang Su's scalp was numb, and he sighed deeply, thinking, "Jiang Feng... the son of two postgraduate students whose parents are in love with each other. When Sikong touches him, it's like hitting a brick wall."

"Walk."

……

A sea of ​​books.

Jiang Su looked at the waves hitting the rocks in the distance, and felt that the sea of ​​books today seemed to be more stormy than the last time he came.

"How can I get over if I can't control the sword?" Jiang Feng put away the sun-seizing sword, took out a silk cloth and wiped it on the sword.

Jiang Su is also worried. Last time she rode Chen Zeshen's boat and returned with a folded wooden boat. Now she really has no boat equipment.

"I wish I had stopped drinking yesterday. Two primeval stones are enough to buy dozens of wooden boats."

She didn't remember why she suddenly wanted to drink. It couldn't be because she was homesick after her senior brothers and sisters reunited?
I seem to have forgotten something...

Suddenly, a vast white mist appeared on the sea, accompanied by the sound of fairy music coming from a distance.

It is a painting boat, but its appearance is relatively ordinary. It is made of wood and has no decoration. It is far less luxurious than Chen Zeshen's original boat.

It drove slowly in front of the two people.

Jiang Su looked around, "Is there anyone up here?"

Jiang Feng pointed to a powerful carving and read out loud, "[Bi Yu Tian Ke Fang, five middle-grade Yuan stones at a time]"

"I see. Is this a way for the book fairy to make money? Let's go. There is no danger in the sea, but the water is bitter."

Jiang Su was one step ahead of him and stepped up without hesitation, finding a place to sit where he could enjoy the breeze. Jiang Feng was holding a large sack and sitting on the bow of the boat.

After a long time, the passenger boat reached the place where the fog was thickest, and the two of them realized that something was happening here.

Jiang Feng heard the argument and retreated to the female cultivator in green, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, I didn't come here last time." She called the wind with her hand, and the breeze blew away the mist. I saw a dense row of wooden boats in front of them, with monks on them in twos and threes. Most of them were dressed as Confucian monks, and a few were dressed as traders. They were all holding bamboo poles and hanging fishing lines.

Someone suddenly shouted, "I caught it! Hahahaha, I dropped it. It's the exquisite book that the Book Fairy published a hundred years ago, "The Return of the Sword Fairy: The Beautiful Girl Who Was Bullied is the Daughter""

"Ah, isn't that the original book based on Murong Jianxian? There are only one hundred copies of the book fairy in the limited edition, and you actually caught it?! I'll give you two thousand middle-grade Yuan stones! How about selling it to me, fellow Taoist? !”

"I also caught a book! It's a bamboo slip, "The Son-in-law of the No. 1 Sword Immortal in the World of Cultivation". This is a thousand-year-old book! Ahhhhh, I'm rich!"

"Fellow Daoist, I like this. How about selling it to me for 10,000 high-grade Yuan Stones?"

Jiang Su had a complicated expression and turned to look at Jiang Feng, "Why do you sword cultivators appear so often in story books?"

Someone who was stirring up the water with a silver sword, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go straight into the sea to grab a book. He paused and said with a calm expression, "The way of the sword is how it should be. Is it possible not to write about us, a group of people who wantonly split mountains and seas?" Are you writing about those medical practitioners who sit in the clinic all day long, or who spend all day refining elixirs in dark caves? "

"..."

Have been slandered.

Jiang Su snorted coldly, "If you can, don't eat the elixir I refined in the dark cave!"

The guest boat passed through the group of book fishermen and arrived under the blue sky.

"Is this Bi Yutian? It's actually a boat-shaped magic weapon." Jiang Feng was surprised, and the two of them flew up one after another.

"Let's go. By the way, I have to go to the bamboo forest to get a bamboo."

Jiang Su planned to use red cloud beads and fairy bamboo to refine a cold-dispelling elixir. Although the grade was not as high as that of a demigod, the efficacy was enough to treat the book fairy's cold syndrome.

The last time she met an old friend in the bamboo forest, she failed to make an elixir from the fairy bamboo for a while. The book fairy used incense to relieve the pain, and then went to Dabi, which caused the delay in treating Zaiziniang.

Let’s make arrangements for everything this time.

The two of them walked to the door of the mansion.

Above the plaque, the word "书" is written. Under the plaque, the door is open.

Could it be that the book fairy guessed that they were coming today?
She remembered that before leaving last time, the Shuxian seemed to have stuffed herself with a talisman for communication. She lit the talisman, and almost the next moment she heard the Shuxian's voice in her ears.

"Susu, I'm still in the pavilion, please come in."

Still busy at work...

"I've greeted the book fairy, let's go, follow me." Jiang Su slowly walked to the pavilion based on the route in his memory.

There was also heavy fog in the bookstore today for some reason. She almost went wrong several times and went straight to someone else's pond. Fortunately, Jiang Feng's quick eyesight and quick hands stopped her.

Smell the strong fragrance of bamboo.

It’s time to see the great beauty again…

Jiang Su was excited and thought, "Times have changed, young girls like to look at young women!"

Jiang Su walked quickly to the foot of the pavilion, his eyebrows were curved, the corners of his lips raised a bright smile, and he said warmly,

"Book Fairy, I'm here. This time I've brought fairy materials. After I take your pulse again, I can make an elixir to suppress your cold syndrome."

The white mist dissipated with the sound, and the peerless beauty in the memory was wearing a lavender dress, like smoke curling around her body, smiling sweetly at her.

Opposite the book fairy, the monk in red was wearing a mask and sitting upright.

He put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head slightly, and looked at the girl in green not far away.

"Ding--"

The porcelain and the stone table collided, making a crisp echo.

Brother in Red: Smoldering, but active, asking himself ten thousand times at night, "Am I old? I am only a few hundred years old, I..."