Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 110 Don’t run, old man!
Seeing this situation, Li Rui ran away.

"Fuck, old man, I'm talking to you, stop right there!"

"Still running!"

Li Rui picked up a large ball of soil from the ground, as agile as a teenager of seventeen or eighteen, and rushed into the woods nearby and disappeared.

Zhang He suddenly became furious and yelled at the people behind him:
"What are you looking at, you useless bastard? Why don't you chase them now?"

"Yes Yes."

The old man's movements were so fast, he demonstrated smoothly what it meant to run away with a bag, and they were all still unable to react.

Several subordinates were kicked by Zhang He and then they hurriedly chased after him.

Zhang He walked to the pothole cursing.

The old man just ran away, but he grabbed a large clump of dirt with him, which was not right.

Since he saw it.

That thing belongs to him, Young Master Zhang. Is anyone else qualified to get his hands on it?

Zhang He squatted down.

Observe carefully.

"Sanfu, what do you think is the secret of this soil?"

The middle-aged man named Zhang Sanfu is the leader of the Zhang family's guards and the only one of the eighth rank in the group.

However, his original surname was not Zhang, but Liu.

The surname Zhang was given by the old man of the Zhang family himself.

This situation is very common in wealthy families. Giving a surname is a kind of recognition of the servants in the family. In the eyes of the servants, it is a great gift and represents that they have become a family.

At least that's what it means on the surface.

Zhang Sanfu groaned for a moment, picked up a handful of soil and tasted it, then was shocked.

Pointing excitedly at the dirt in the pothole.

“It’s spiritual soil!”

Zhang He was originally smiling, but he froze for a moment after hearing that.

Spiritual soil? !
It’s actually spiritual soil!
Zhang He switched in one second, feeling ecstatic.

"Good stuff, good stuff."

The value of spiritual soil to a sect or a family far exceeds that of an individual, and it is an heirloom that can be passed down to future generations.

The Zhang family spent a huge price to collect spiritual soil.

"If I can bring this spiritual soil to my father, I will definitely get his praise."

Zhang Hao has seven sons in total.

He came in third.

The competition within the big families is much more cruel than what outsiders see, and everyone tries their best to gain the recognition of their parents.

Behind the recognition are the cultivation resources.

Zhang He was not the most outstanding among his seven sons.

In ancient times, there was a saying that a beloved son would guard the family. Only the son most loved by his father would be left behind to guard the family.

This time, Zhang Hao brought a total of four sons with him.

They are usually not pleasing.

Of course Zhang He wanted to take this opportunity to offer his treasure, at least to surpass the other three brothers.

"Sanfu, this is a great achievement. Hurry up and pack up all the spiritual soil."

They came to hunt.

He just had a hemp rope tied around his waist and nothing else.

Zhang Sanfu simply took off his coat, carefully picked up the spiritual soil and put it into his clothes.

Then tie it into a leak-proof bundle shape.

He and Zhang He looked at each other.

They could see the excitement in each other's eyes.

With this spiritual soil, their status in the Zhang family will definitely be greatly improved, and the rewards will definitely not be small.

This time we made a lot of money.

Zhang He was worried, so he took the bag from Zhang Sanfu and held it himself.

Zhang Sanfu sighed inwardly.

Servants are servants after all.

On ordinary days, Zhang He might still call him Brother Sanfu, but when the critical moment came, the gap between master and servant became apparent.

Well, even if he finds something good, he has to give it away.

Just because you have the surname Zhang doesn’t mean you really become a member of the Zhang family.

Zhang He finally felt relieved when he held the bag.

But soon, he showed his displeasure:

"A bunch of rubbish. It takes so long to catch an old man."

A full cup of tea has passed since they arrived here, but the people who went to catch the old man have not returned yet.

Logically, he was just an old man. Besides, except for Zhang Sanfu and him, all the others had been sent out, so there was no reason for him to be so slow.

Zhang Sanfu frowned slightly:
"Something's wrong."

He guards the house all year round and has an instinctive alertness to danger.

"Master, why don't we just go? The old man didn't take much, so forget it."

I couldn't help but give some advice.

Zhang He glanced at Zhang Sanfu and said, "Sanfu, you are really generous. You said you don't want the spiritual soil."

His tone became stern: "Spiritual soil is an extremely important resource for our Zhang family. Not a single piece of it can fall into the hands of outsiders."

The words were spoken with great righteousness.

Zhang Sanfu had a headache.

I know that no matter how much I say, it's useless.

Zhang He, a young man from a big family, had never experienced much and was stubborn and self-willed. He would never listen to a servant like him.

"Then I'll go take a look."

He didn't continue to persuade.

The main thing was to observe the old man just now. He was at least sixty years old. I was an eighth-grade one and could not pose much of a threat.

After weighing the pros and cons, I felt that I was being too suspicious.

"Brother Sanfu, let's just wait a little longer."

When Zhang He saw Zhang Sanfu was about to leave, he suddenly felt nervous.

He is now a ninth-rank official, and he is alone in the deep mountains and forests without Zhang Sanfu's protection, so he feels a little nervous.

Zhang Sanfu was even more helpless.

Neither leaving nor letting him go find anyone.

Isn't this a deadlock?

Just as he was thinking about how to break the impasse, the sound of footsteps was heard in the woods.

Zhang He showed a look of delight.

He cursed, "What a bunch of losers. It takes so long to catch an old man."

But Zhang Sanfu's face changed.

Although the footsteps sounded mixed, it was clear that someone was pretending to be outnumbered.

Because he had used this method before.

"who is it!"

Zhang Sanfu shouted loudly.

But before the other party could answer, a hidden arrow from his sleeve shot out.

This scene happened too suddenly.

Zhang He widened his eyes.

He didn't expect that Zhang Sanfu, who was usually timid, would be so bold as to kill the other person without even seeing his face.

Aren’t you afraid of killing someone by mistake?

But I heard a sound——

Ding!
"It's armor!"

Zhang Sanfu's heart tightened. He was very experienced in combat and knew from the sound that the hidden arrow had hit metal, most likely something like body armor.

Just as he was about to take the next step—

The leaves in front of me are moving without wind.

An invisible force passed over his neck.

"Well, they're all dead."

Li Rui looked at the two bodies at his feet.

He glanced at the small hole that had appeared in his abdomen.

"This soft armor is really useful."

The methods used by the corpse on the left did surprise him, but they were also within his control.

If we weren't worried about foreign aid.

The speed of death can actually be much faster.

Li Rui possessed Zhang He and grabbed the bag that he was holding tightly in his hands. The bag contained the spiritual soil that he had not had time to dig out.

He glanced at the corpses at his feet, then looked at the seven or eight corpses not far away.

"Fortunately, we are in the mountains, otherwise I would be exhausted to death today."

Someone died in the mountains.

Or if seven or eight people died, it would be a perfectly normal thing.

He knew there were several tiankengs nearby.

If you throw it anywhere, no one will be able to find it, and within two days it will be eaten up by wild beasts and disappear completely.

(End of this chapter)