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

Chapter 112 Why are there so many people in the cave!
Jiang Su pinched Meng Hui's face and gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, I advise you not to talk nonsense."

Meng Hui struggled and said, "Hui Hui didn't talk nonsense. My sister was drunk before and she just liked to sleep on Brother Hong's lap."

"I see..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, Jinhuayu, why don't you go back?" Jiang Su looked at him coldly, thinking that this person was unfamiliar to him.

Jin Huayu smiled and took out a photo stone, which showed Jiang Su's alchemy process with fireworks and lightning today.

"I still want to learn these things from my little master. I won't go back. I have to work hard instead of playing hard."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, go straight ahead, turn left, go to your alchemy room and start refining elixirs. Come to me when you can refine the Nine Thunder Golden Patterns from the Yuan Accumulating Pills."

Jinhuayu said enthusiastically, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Looking at his leaving figure, Jiang Su breathed a sigh of relief, finally there was someone less in front of him.

"What about you, Song Wan'er, you are not like the one from Qingfeng Sect..." She was thinking about what to call her.

"Zhang Zihan."

"Yes, your Zihan family, are there any elders with you?"

Song Wan'er spread her hands indifferently, hugged Jiang Su's slender waist, and rubbed her shoulder with her chin, "They went to stay at the inn. I want to save yuan stones. Will Su Su take me in? Su Su won't Dislike me..."

Why are these ladies so teasing?

"Okay, okay, you go straight and turn left to the sixth stone room. My dear brother, you go and build her stone room and decorate it similar to the boudoir of a young lady from a wealthy family in the capital." She directed the red-clothed puppet to go there.

Song Wan'er's eyes sparkled, "Susu treats me so well."

"Go!"

Finally there was one less person.

"So, Jiang Feng, why are you still in my cave? You have a place to stay, you don't need to make alchemy, and you can leave without bringing the roast duck."

Jiang Su raised his hand to chase people away with a scornful attitude.

When Jiang Feng saw her irritating look, he scowled on the spot and sneered, "Me?"

"you."

"I paid you money." He sneered.

Jiang Su's eyes widened and he recalled what happened a while ago. This man had indeed paid the rent at that time!
"...Okay, okay, I'll go then, you just stay."

Jiang Su turned around and went to the stone room on the right.

He closed the door and sat on the futon, leaning against the stone wall as if he had no bones.

"There are so many people. Why are there so many people around me? It's so troublesome."

Jiang Su felt as if his energy had been sucked dry, and he didn't even want to move.

"Boom boom boom——"

Jiang Su guessed that this was the puppet coming back, "Come in."

Sure enough, when the puppet in red saw her leaning against the stone wall with a tired face, he took the initiative to pick her up and carried her back to the bamboo building of the cabinet through the stone wall.

Place it gently on the bamboo bed.

Jiang Su blinked at a loss and sighed for a long time, "My spiritual consciousness really understands me. It actually knows that I want to have a comfortable sleep."

The puppet in red took the initiative to take off her shoes and cover her with the quilt, then tucked her in step by step.

Jiang Su lay on the bed calmly and closed his eyelids.

"Finally...I can rest."

……

The next day, Jiang Su woke up naturally before Chen time, feeling that all the fatigue in his body had dissipated.

She jumped out of bed energetically, returned to the cave in high spirits, and was about to leave with her baby in hand.

"Susu, where are you going? Take me with you!" Song Wan'er suddenly sprang out like a mouse and hugged Jiang Su.

The little boy on the side also hugged Jiang Su's calf.

"..." She couldn't move even an inch.

Jiang Su suddenly thought of Lin Xian, the sword cultivator who broke off the engagement and said something in the illusion.

"I've been walking on thin ice my whole life. Do you think I can fly to the hospital?" she said seriously. After a while, Jiang Su arrived.

But there were more people in the clinic.

The puppet in red was sitting in the corner, the little boy was sitting under the table, and Waner Song was sitting at her table, reading and studying her medical records.

"Susu, your handwriting is so neat now. The sharpness of your writing implies murderous intent. Every word of death is like Judge Cui's writing. It's really powerful."

"I didn't write it. Someone had dipped the medical records I wrote in ink before, and he copied them."

Jiang Su took a leisurely sip of tea and said, "Oh, by the way, it's sharp because he is a swordsman. Every word of death contains his expectations for me."

Song Wan'er's smile froze and she blinked, "The note on the door is...Jiang Feng?"

"Yes, that dog."

"Boom boom boom——"

Xuanyi sword cultivator glanced at Jiang Su fiercely and brought in an acquaintance, "I met these two monsters when I was on a mission. They are looking for you."

Jiang Su took a closer look and saw that these were the Blood Ganoderma and the Acacia Tree Demon.

Today's Acacia tree demon is still the size of a palm, but there are small bright yellow wings on its back, resembling a small butterfly.

"Why are you here?"

Xue Lingzhi took the initiative and handed over a bloody letter.

Song Waner and Jiang Feng had solemn expressions when they saw this scene.

Jiang Su took it nonchalantly and took out the letter.

[Seeing the words is like meeting each other, showing your trust and comforting your face. ]
[Junior sister, please save me! I was locked up by Qi Wan! I'm going to be exhausted! ]

"..."

Jiang Su silently put the letter back into the envelope, put it aside calmly, and took out a bottle of kidney-tonifying pills from the storage bag.

"Leave this to your master. Remember to ask him to give me the money next time."

Blood Ganoderma took it obediently.

The next moment, Jiang Su lowered his head and stared at the blood on the surface of the envelope, sighed, and took out nine bottles of kidney-tonifying pills.

"Your master has worked hard, please eat more."

Jiang Feng was curious, crossed his arms and tilted his head. After seeing the words above clearly, his expression froze. Suddenly he frowned again and fell into deep thought.

Xue Lingzhi put away the glass bottle and pointed at the Acacia tree demon sitting on his shoulder, "Medical Immortal, look at it."

Jiang Su knew that it meant to give the tree demon a diagnosis, and took the initiative to reach out and feel the tree demon's pulse.

"Eh?"

Why is this tree demon weaker than a few days ago?

The acacia tree eats the lovesickness, could it be that she doesn’t love Qi Wan anymore? No, then this attitude changes too quickly.

"...Is it possible that he can't do it?" Jiang Su murmured to himself.

"What's not working? Is the little tree demon not in good health?" Song Wan'er asked in confusion. She still didn't know how to diagnose the demon.

"Oh, no. Her master's Taoist monks probably can't do it. How about this? I still have some deer antlers and wolfberry here. You can give it to your master and them."

Jiang Su handed over some prepared immortal materials and wrote down the accounts in his notebook.

Xue Lingzhi looked puzzled and frowned, "Master, I'm bored."

"You don't know how to breathe, so practice more."

"She said she was feeling depressed." Xue Lingzhi added.

Jiang Su suddenly raised his head and stared directly at the little acacia tree demon.

At a certain moment, the color of the little tree demon was dim, suddenly became half the size of a palm, and then recovered again in an instant.

"How could Qi Wan's heart become smaller?!"

Let’s start telling the story of this young couple in agriculture and animal husbandry~

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