Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

A small path along the official road.

As Jiang Yueming walked, she suddenly realized an embarrassing problem and glanced at Ye Mo guiltily.

Because he suddenly realized that he was penniless and extremely poor, how could he buy horses?

Right now, he was hoping that Ye Mo could have some daily necessities, but it seemed a bit inappropriate for a grown man to ask a woman for money.

Just as Jiang Yueming was struggling with her decision, Ye Mo patted the small blue-and-white pouch on her slender waist with a very understanding expression and chuckled, "If you don't have any money, just tell your sister, and she'll take care of you~"

Although she didn't have much money in her little purse, it was enough to buy two horses, provided the seller's price was reasonable. If she encountered a dishonest merchant who demanded exorbitant prices, there was nothing she could do.

Because she lacks financial power.

However, if Ye Mo were to actually use the money in her small purse to buy a horse, she might have to live a more frugal life from then on, because there was no money in her original budget for buying a horse.

If she uses this budget, she'll have to find work for the next month to earn money to support two people.

She knew perfectly well that the idea of ​​a domineering CEO casually booking out a whole place for his young wife was impossible in real life, at least not in hers.

Only the four seasons and three meals a day are real. From the moment she decided to follow Jiang Yueming, she was prepared to endure hardship. Perhaps that hardship would be even more difficult than running an inn, but she had no regrets.

At worst, it just means that the needlework I used to do for ten hours will become more than ten hours.

As long as Jiang Yueming is willing to try her cooking, it's all worth it, no matter how hard or tiring it is.

"Don't worry, I'll pay you back for now," Jiang Yueming said, rubbing his nose sheepishly and smiling as he tacitly agreed to let Ye Mo pay for the horse.

"Jiang Yueming, I have a way to make you rich overnight. Do you want it?"

Fu Dongliu, who had been silent in Jiang Yueming's soul sea for a long time, finally surfaced.

Jiang Yueming immediately became interested upon hearing this. He really needed to get rich quickly, so he asked, "Tell me what method you have?"

Fu Dongliu, who was in the Sea of ​​Souls, sensed the urgency in Jiang Yueming's voice, as if she were trying to elevate herself, and slowly said, "This method is neither simple nor difficult, it just requires you to follow along carefully..."

"Fu Dongliu, I also have a way to get rich quick, do you want to hear it?" Jiang Yueming suddenly muttered to himself, abruptly interrupting Fu Dongliu's pretentious act.

"What method? You can still have a method?" Fu Dongliu asked, a hint of anger still lingering on his face from being interrupted.

Jiang Yueming's lips curled into a smile, and he slowly said, mimicking Fu Dongliu's earlier manner, "This method isn't exactly simple, but it's not difficult either. All you need to do is cooperate, and I'll hand you over to the temple for the reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Dongliu's face turned black, his teeth clenched so tightly they clicked, and he said coldly, "Well, you're really something else. Your life from now on is going to be increasingly difficult."

Actually, Yunying didn't tell Jiang Yueming that day that the temple's kill order against Dan Qianqiu was a conjoined one, meaning that whoever captured the Medicine God and brought him back to the temple would be punished along with the Medicine God.

Of course, the punishment was lighter than that of the drug god. As for why it was stipulated this way, it was all thanks to the good colleagues who worked together in the past.

It is said that the Moon Goddess led the way in uniting all the gods to make the above demands and establish this regulation. The God Emperor is not stupid. He knows that if this regulation is established, who among the gods would dare to go down to the mortal world to capture the Medicine God?

Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess had already persuaded the Goddess Granny, so the God Emperor had no choice but to agree, because the Goddess Granny was like a pillar of stability in the temple.

Apart from some ancient giants, all the other gods in the temple were raised by the Goddess Mother, including the current God Emperor.

So, since both sides were equally dear to her, the spirit grandmother had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

Otherwise, with the temple's capabilities, how could it have allowed the Medicine God to roam freely in the mortal realm for so many years?

If you really want to capture Dan Qianqiu, there are only two people in this world: the Goddess Granny and Su Moli.

As for the God Emperor, the Medicine God definitely can't beat him, but he can run away!

Since the true form of the God Emperor generally does not descend to the mortal realm, there are still loopholes to exploit.

Jiang Yueming sensed something amiss in Fu Dongliu's words, but didn't pay much attention and continued, "You just want me to learn alchemy, right? Fine, you can teach me when you have time. I need to get going now."

He knew from the beginning what Fu Dongliu meant by getting rich and powerful; he was just trying to annoy him earlier.

After all, he's not some kind of soul entity, yet he insists on staying in his own soul sea. Is he using himself as a substitute driver?

He even calls himself the God of Medicine, but in his opinion, Dan Qianqiu is a true god of laziness!

"Hey! Jiang Yueming, look, there's an inn up ahead!"

Hearing Ye Mo's voice outside, Jiang Yueming snapped out of her reverie and stopped complaining about Fu Dongliu. Following the direction of her finger, she saw a small inn nestled in a bamboo grove.

"Let's go over and see if they sell any horses," Jiang Yueming said, striding towards the small inn. Ye Mo, following behind, could clearly feel that his pace was much faster than before.

So she naturally quickened her pace to catch up, since time was of the essence for them.

Tap tap.

Amidst a flurry of footsteps, Jiang Yueming and Ye Mo stopped about nine meters from the inn's entrance, only to be met with a heartbreaking and infuriating scene.

Two men sat at a large brown dining table at the entrance of the inn. One of them was dressed in a light white crane robe with a feather-like pattern. He looked very handsome and young. On the cuff of his robe was a round, earth-yellow badge with a picture of a pill inside.

Behind him stood a servant dressed in white robes with sword patterns. The servant looked shrewd and stood quietly to the side of his master, waiting.

The other man was dressed in extremely luxurious attire, wearing a large sable fur coat and a bright jade pendant around his neck. The pendant was decorated with a tiger with its back arched, poised to pounce. Such exquisite craftsmanship would cost tens of millions to complete.

A servant also stood behind him, but this servant was the complete opposite of the first one. He was tall and burly, and his martial arts-style clothes revealed his strong muscles. He looked very aggressive.

The scene in front of these two men was unsettling. More than thirty ordinary people, men, women, the old and the young, were kneeling neatly before them, their heads raised and mouths agape as if waiting to be fed.

At first, Jiang Yueming didn't quite understand why they were kneeling there, like animals waiting to be fed by tourists, until the young man spoke up.

"Come on, open your mouth wider, and whoever gets hit by this peanut I'm throwing, I'll refine pills for them!"