Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 642: Queen Ji Zhou, the Rain Master Comes to Submission

The entire tomb was filled with a sad atmosphere.

Looking at the heartbroken Huang Rong, Guo Jing felt very guilty.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Rong'er and I wouldn't have hidden in the secret room. If we hadn't hidden in the secret room, we wouldn't have harmed my mother-in-law. It's all my fault!"

Huang Yaoshi wiped the tears from his face and said lamentingly: "This is God's will, it is destined. I don't blame you, and you shouldn't blame yourself too much."

Hong Qigong, who was shaking his head and sighing, suddenly had an idea.

"Oh right! How could I have forgotten the Zhu Tian Jar? I am really getting old and confused."

Hong Qigong said to Huang Yaoshi in a serious tone, "Huang Laoxie, you don't have to be too sad. I, an old beggar, do have a way to revive Madam Ling."

Huang Rong stopped crying immediately and looked at Hong Qigong with tears in her eyes.

Huang Yaoshi frowned, looked at Hong Qigong, and said in a cold voice: "Seventh Brother, the dead cannot be resurrected, please don't make such a joke!"

Hong Qigong said seriously, "Hey, Huang Laoxie, although I may be a little frivolous sometimes, I never speak nonsense when it comes to things like this."

Huang Rong wiped away her tears and thought of the Zhutian Jar that Hong Qigong had told her about before.

"Then please tell me quickly, Brother Seven."

Huang Yaoshi looked at Hong Qigong's serious expression and couldn't help but believe it a little.

Hong Qigong stroked his beard and asked, "Huang Lao Xie, although you have lived in Peach Blossom Island for many years, you should have heard of the inn, right?"

Huang Yaoshi didn't know what he was up to, but he nodded anyway.

"I have indeed heard some rumors recently."

Hong Qigong smiled and asked, "What do you think about this?"

"It's just hearsay, what can you say? Brother Qi, what do you want to say?"

Huang Yaoshi became anxious.

Weren’t we supposed to be talking about ways to save my wife? Why did we get dragged down to other topics?

"What if I say that the rumors about the inn are true?"

Hong Qigong looked directly at Huang Yaoshi, which made him stunned.

".You mean, that jar of heavens that can open all things in the world really exists?"

Huang Yaoshi looked at Hong Qigong as if he was a lunatic.

This old beggar is absolutely crazy!
Hong Qigong nodded and said, "That's right! I know you don't believe it, but this Zhutian Jar does exist. I saw it with my own eyes. Not only that, I've opened a few of them!"

"Oh? Then I wonder what Brother Seven took out of that jar of heavens? Can you take it out and let me see it?"

Huang Yaoshi sneered at this and his tone became sarcastic.

He now became more and more convinced that Hong Qigong was making fun of him.

Hong Qigong knew that the more experienced a person like Huang Yaoshi was, the harder it would be to convince him with just words, so he flipped his right hand.

The Beggar Gang's most precious treasure, the Dog Beating Stick, which was in his hand just now disappeared.

Huang Yaoshi, who had been watching coldly, narrowed his eyes.

Huang Rong's heart moved.

This move again.

Hong Qigong happily opened his arms and turned around to let Huang Yaoshi see it clearly.

"Huang Lao Xie, guess where my dog-beating stick is?"

"This"

Huang Yaoshi initially guessed that Hong Qigong's move was a sleight of hand, but he quickly rejected this idea.

He saw the entire moment when the dog-beating stick disappeared. If it was an optical illusion, it should not have been hidden from his eyes.

Hong Qigong smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand in front of Huang Yaoshi, and took out the dog-beating stick from the storage bag. Swish!
Huang Yaoshi widened his eyes when he saw the dog-beating stick that suddenly appeared without any warning.

impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

"伱"

Hong Qigong said: "This is something I took out of the Zhutian Jar, it's called a storage bag!"

"Storage bags?"

Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were all surprised.

"That's right. The storage bag is a treasure for storing things. It can store items in a different space and you can take them out whenever you want. It's very convenient."

Hong Qigong took down the storage bag pinned on the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

Looking at the storage bag that looked no different from an ordinary cloth bag, a hint of doubt appeared in the eyes of the three people.

Knowing that they would not believe it easily, Hong Qigong began to take things out of his storage bag.

Clothes, pants, dry food, water, four treasures of the study, bedding rolls, wine jars, and some miscellaneous items.

So many things stacked together are almost one meter high.

The three of them looked at each other in blank amazement.

Finally believed it.

I can't help but believe it. How could one person hide so many things on his body!
Seeing that even a pair of shorts had been taken out by Hong Qigong, Huang Rong's pretty face turned red, and she said hurriedly, "Seventh Brother, that's enough, we believe it."

"Oh, you really believe it? No, I'll take out more. I put a lot of things in it anyway."

Hong Qigong glanced at the three of them and pretended to take something out of his storage bag again.

"No, no, really no."

Huang Yaoshi quickly stopped Hong Qigong and said in a complicated tone, "Seventh Brother, this Zhutian Jar is indeed extraordinary. The storage bag it opened is really an eye-opener for me."

"But, the method you said to save my wife, could it be related to this Zhutian Jar?"

Hong Qigong put all the things back into the storage bag one by one and said, "That's right. The Zhutian Jar can produce treasures that can bring people back to life. I witnessed it with my own eyes. As long as you are lucky, you may be able to get a resurrection item one day. In this way, you can be reunited with Madam Ling."

"A treasure that can revive people?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned deeply.

The Jar of the Heavens may really be magical, but is it too much of an exaggeration to say that it can contain treasures that can bring people back to life?

Even if there really is a treasure in this world that can bring the dead back to life, would its owner really "sell" it to someone else?
Kou Xin asked himself, if he had such a treasure, he would not be able to do it anyway.

Seeing the uncertain expression on Huang Yaoshi's face, Hong Qigong smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Old buddy, I was wondering why you are getting more and more confused as time goes by. Hearing is not as good as seeing. If you really don't believe it, you can go to an inn and take a look. Then the truth will be revealed. Or do you not want to revive your wife?"

"father."

Huang Rong quickly grabbed Huang Yaoshi's arm.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at the moved Huang Rong and smiled.

"It's only a few tens of thousands of miles away, so there's no harm in going and taking a look!"

Huang Rong smiled.

After making the decision, Huang Yaoshi was decisive and said to Hong Qigong, "Well, I will settle down first, and then we will set off immediately. If we go by water, we should be able to reach Qixia Town in less than one or two months."

"Well, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Huang Lao Xie, go and prepare some more gold. It's best to take as much as you can. You can use it when you get to an inn. Jing'er and Rong'er, you two should also pack up. We'll meet in the lobby when the time comes."

"it is good!"

Huang Yaoshi didn't ask any more questions. He gently stroked his wife's cold cheek, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and left.

Ah Heng, no matter what method I use, I will do it as long as I can revive you!

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(End of this chapter)