Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 47 Maple Lady
After a little thought, Wen Jingchan replied, "About 200 years ago."

Ling Yu stood in front of the red coral ornament in the middle of the hall, estimating its value.

Liu Xu's soul is not safe here, and the fate of the whole town is affected.

Scientific researchers have no hope of official career, businessmen have no money, and even farmers have no guarantee of income.

Even if Feng's family has been in business for three generations, can they save such a huge family business in 200 years?

What's more, the plaque in Xiangfu Town has not been polished, which means that there is no such thing as the birth of the champion.

The luck of Xiangfu Town has not completely turned around yet.

How did she have such a big Jinfeng Building?
Wen Jingchan is not sensitive to things like property, he doesn't know that Ling Yu is speculating about Fengniang in his heart, he only thinks that she is attracted by the red coral.

"Do you want it?" Wen Jingchan asked.

Ling Yu wanted to laugh a little.

Do you want it?
As a human being, she started working 2000 years ago, and the monthly money she saved without eating or drinking was not enough to buy this half piece of coral.

It's no wonder that this true gentleman has no idea about it.

When she was still the feared Shaohao, she never thought that the currency calculations of these mortals in the world would be so outrageous.

If she hadn't been in the mundane world for more than 1000 years, she wouldn't have known that these things that are not practical at all can be invaluable.

"Master," Ling Yu replied, "You don't even have money for breakfast, so maybe you want to buy this?"

This is really enough to buy your life.

You can also buy my life together.

When she was a princess, she had never seen such a big coral in the palace, it was still a whole piece.

"Is it worth the money?" Wen Jingchan's eyes were clear, full of sincere curiosity, "How does it compare to the moon grass?"

Ling Yu didn't know how to explain.

For those cultivating immortals, the moon grass may not be exchanged for a thousand dollars.

But for mortals who don't have a sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness at all, moon fill grass is just a root grass, which cannot be compared with this coral.

"It depends on whom." Ling Yu concluded.

"What about you?" Wen Jingchan chased after him.

Ling Yu sighed in her heart, this little fairy is really as innocent as a child.

"For me," Ling Yu said, "the Tiancai Pearl is the most precious."

"Nothing else compares."

She didn't know if Wen Jingchan could understand what she said.

The Tiancai Pearl is of great significance to her. People who can't hold spiritual power in the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness can only walk the road of cultivating immortals by relying on it.

If someone like Wen Jingchan was born able to absorb spiritual energy, he might give it away.

The value of a thing is determined by the person who needs it and how much he needs it.

Wen Jingchan didn't ask any more questions, Ling Yu thought he had read what he meant.

Unexpectedly, he was completely wrong.

There was a hint of sweetness in Wen Jingchan's heart, and it was the first time he felt the taste of joy so clearly.

It was the kind of joy that crazily grew from the bottom of his heart to his mouth, making him curl his lips involuntarily.

The things he sent out were cherished by her, and there was nothing more worthy of his happiness than this.

Until now, his emotions are rarely moved by external objects, and neither can people.

There has been only one exception since childhood: Lingyu.

"It's good that it works for you." Wen Jingchan said.

"Is there someone knocking on the door?" Ling Yu seemed to hear a tiny knock on the door, and when she listened carefully, there was nothing.

Wen Jingchan looked along the door: "There is someone."

He did indeed see a person through the wooden door, who looked a bit like Yu Niang.

"Shall I open the door?" Ling Yu asked him.

Wen Jingchan nodded, looking at it, Yu Niang probably wouldn't knock a second time.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Yu Niang who was about to leave.

Her state of embarrassment was comparable to the embarrassment of a thief being caught.

"Why are you nervous?" Ling Yu asked her.

Yu Niang looks like a frightened little chick now, and she trembles when Ling Yu speaks.

She was almost stabbed with a knife in front of Mengsheng Hall, but she had never seen her so scared.

Ling Yu is used to her appearance like this, too many people were afraid of her before.

"You, you guys, want to live here?" Yu Niang asked with a trembling voice.

She was still looking left and right when she spoke, as if she was afraid that someone would come and catch her.

No matter how stupid Ling Yu was, she knew that something was wrong. She immediately grabbed Yu Niang's arm that was fine, trying to pull her into the house.

"Yu Niang," Feng Niang just happened to appear at the corner of the stairs with tea, "Why are you arguing with the immortal master here?"

The arm Ling Yu was holding became very stiff the moment Feng Niang appeared.

If you just look at Yu Niang's face, there is no big change.

"I want to tell her how she fell in love with that man," Ling Yu said first, "I'm really curious."

"It just so happened that she said to thank me. I'm fine anyway. Let's have some fun."

Yu Niang lowered her head, tears were rolling in her eyes, as if she was about to cry immediately.

"Why does the immortal master like to listen to other people's pain?" Fengniang's face turned dark.

"I didn't force her to say it either." Ling Yu let go of Yu Niang, "She doesn't want to say it, and I won't take a knife to her."

"Are you willing to talk?" Feng Niang asked for the opinion of the person concerned.

Yu Niang nodded, then shook her head violently, big teardrops rolled down and landed on the arm she had just bandaged.

"The past is like dying yesterday," Fengniang said, "immortal master don't poke her sore spots anymore."

Ling Yu thought it was interesting, she didn't care about being stabbed, but now she asked Yu Niang to tell the story, she suddenly cared about Yu Niang's feelings.

"It hurts to stab the knife," Ling Yu asked, "or does it hurt to poke the pain?"

Ling Yu's words left Feng Niang speechless, she did intend to indulge the man to commit murder, she could not refute this.

"I have advised her many times not to believe men's nonsense," Feng Niang said, "Words are useless, and she can only recognize who Liu Chang is."

"Come in and talk about it." Wen Jingchan couldn't stand it any longer, and the three stood at the door talking to each other.

It is better to sit in the house and talk at the door.

Ling Yu got the chance, just took the tray from Feng Niang's hand, and turned sideways to make way for her.

"Come in." Ling Yu said.

Fengniang knew that the person inside was Wuyang Zhenjun, and he had already spoken, so she couldn't make further excuses.

Yu Niang also followed her into the room, but did not take a seat, but stood behind Feng Niang after she sat down.

Wen Jingchan sat next to the red coral, and Liu Lingyu and Fengniang sat face to face.

Originally, Ling Yu didn't want to ask about their private affairs at all, but this Feng Niang was very strange, and it was not normal for Yu Niang to hesitate when she came here.

Then of course she wants to keep the two of them and talk about something so that she can observe Fengniang.

Ling Yu's intuition told her that this matter was inseparable from what she planned.

(End of this chapter)