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

Chapter 12 Open the blind furnace! This thing is known as mountain cannon!
The fifth floor.

At first glance, it looks like a mountain of books stacked randomly on the ground, as high as the sky, and the fragrance of ink and paper is assailed to the nostrils.

At the top of the stairs, a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes, his voice was old and hoarse, "A new medical practitioner?"

Jiang Su was cautious in his heart, calmed down, and said calmly: "Dou Yan Luo Room No. 9, medical practitioner Jiang Su."

"Room 9...King of Equality." He said vaguely.

"I understand. There are only two rules for not crossing the underworld. One is that books cannot be taken away, and the other is that books cannot be damaged. Those who violate the rules..."

Jiang Su couldn't help but borrow words: "How is it?"

"The fine is one hundred yuan stones at a time. That's it, you go read a book and don't disturb me."

Jiang Su knelt down, held the little boy's soft little face with both hands, and said seriously: "Meng Hui, you understand, don't damage the book, I will come back to pick you up later."

The white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes, groped around randomly, picked up a broken lamp nearby, and raised it in front of his eyes. The wrinkles on his face were clearly illuminated, and he said in surprise: "You brought a child?!"

"Well, I have something to go somewhere and I can't take him with me."

The old man waved excitedly, "Little fairy boy, come to me, come and let me see clearly, you are such a tender child."

He threw a key to Jiang Su.

"The Hui Chun Hall is closed at night, so you can open the door yourself and come back to pick him up."

Jiang Su was confused, left a ray of spiritual consciousness attached to Zai Zi's hair, and went straight to Huanxi Building.

After she left.

Meng Hui carefully sat next to the old man, blinked his innocent eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Hello, Grandpa Xianjun!"

The white-haired old man said angrily: "Good! Very good!"

"Ahem, cough, cough." He looked at the kid lovingly, and his voice was soft and gentle, "Is that your sister just now? Where is she going? Why didn't she take you with her?"

The little boy frowned thoughtfully and said three words in a straight and clear tone: "Happy Building!"

?

This female cultivator is so young. After work, she abandons her child and goes to the land of romance?

……

In the happy building.

"This is called a blind furnace. It costs fifty middle-grade Yuan stones at a time. The contents inside will definitely have the incense that you all ordered yesterday."

Jiang Su placed the dark alchemy furnace in front of everyone, and sat lazily on a soft chair, looking like a big boneless cat.

"The rules are, you can't get your money back when you open the furnace, and you can't get your money back no matter what's inside. How about it, does anyone want to start?"

Everyone in Huanxi Tower looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.

Most of them entered Huanxi Tower after ascending. They were not Huanxi Dao monks. Their skills were not good, they couldn't make money, and they didn't have many Yuan Stones in their hands.

Don't dare to do this kind of uncertain business.

Hong Wan stared at the dark alchemy furnace, wanting to pry into it but found that the formation inside the magic weapon was like a star, and she couldn't see clearly at all.

"Well, let me spend money to play once."

Hong Wan threw the money bag to Jiang Su, twisted her waist slightly, and walked to the alchemy furnace.

Jiang Su shook the weight of the money bag, put it into the storage bag, stood up and walked to the other side of the alchemy furnace, controlling the furnace lid to rise.

"Master Hongwan, can you touch one?" She looked at the sponsor with a smile.

Hong Wan was not disappointed and gave her a wink, then stretched her slender arms into the alchemy furnace. In an instant, her expression froze.

Using the force of his palm, he took out a dark cylinder half an arm's length from the alchemy furnace.

The corners of Jiang Su's upturned mouth also stiffened.

"Sister Jiang, what is this?" Hong Wan knocked in confusion.

There is an echo inside the cylinder wall.

Jiang Su's throat moved, he swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and said as softly as possible, "This thing's scientific name is a cannon barrel."

She used her fingers to touch a black scorch that was almost like a "mountain" on Tong's body.

Presumably it was caused when she blew up the furnace.

"The ancient books call it mountain cannon." Hong Wan's eyes were full of curiosity, "Mountain cannon? How to use it?"

Jiang Su made a hand to summon the fire, held up the cylinder and placed it on Hong Wan's shoulder, "You have to carry it, aim into the distance, and then... light it."

"Boom -" a sound resounded throughout the world.

Brilliant fire actually shot out from the pitch-black cylinder, rushing towards the young boy who had just entered the door in a straight line.

"Ah..." Everyone looked at this scene with their mouths wide open, and several female cultivators couldn't bear to cover their eyes.

"Wow - is this a reward from my sister?"

I saw that the boy Ao Ying's body was covered with golden osmanthus flowers, and the petals were fluttering around him and scattered on the ground with his movements.

The fragrance lingers step by step, like a fairy among flowers.

He excitedly ran to everyone, and the fragrant osmanthus scent took the opportunity to get into Jiang Su's nose, which she couldn't even cover with her hands.

"Cough cough cough."

Jiang Su was moved to tears by the strong smell.

Hong Wan suddenly turned around and held her shoulders, lovingly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her delicate, jade-like fingers, "Sister Su Su, my good sister! This thing is very good!"

"As expected of the Five Fire Medical Immortal, sister, why are you so good? Blind furnaces and blind cloths sound like businessmen's methods to make money, but I didn't expect them to be your excuse to sell me at a low price!"

"Others see me dressed luxuriously and have dirty intentions in doing business with me. They never think...if you treat me sincerely, I will treat you with true love in return."

Hong Wan hugged her fiercely and said with tears in her eyes: "Susu, from today on, you are my good sister Hong Wan! Hehuan Building is your second home!"

Jiang Su was half a foot shorter than Hong Wan, and her whole face was buried in the man's soft fragrance. Her mouth and nose were completely stuffed, making it impossible to breathe.

She struggled to pat the man's back, and finally pushed Hong Wan away with all her strength. She gasped for air and leaned on the table with her back, her eyes full of disbelief.

Crazy crazy!

Hehuan Dao are all lunatics who can't control their emotions!

"Little host! I also want to open a blind furnace! Here are fifty yuan stones."

A soft young voice sounded next to her. Jiang Su turned aside a corner of her pink clothes, held a brocade handkerchief between her slender fingers and handed it to her.

The girl in green stood up straight with a cold face, spread her palms, "Where is the Yuan Stone?"

She knew this person, it was Hua Ling whom her son had been thinking about yesterday.

Hua Ling had a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes. She slowly placed the purse in her hand with a calm and warm smile.

Pink clothes with peach blossom eyes...

An image of an old friend flashed through Jiang Su's mind.

I muttered in my heart: "Why doesn't that beautiful trash ascend? If you owe me a lot of money, don't you still plan to default on it?"

"Take it yourself." She said coldly.

Hua Ling noticed the strangeness in her tone and felt a little confused. He wanted to take the opportunity to take a look inside the alchemy furnace, but found that there was a formation blocking his sight, so he could only reach in and touch it randomly.

The next moment, he took out a handful of small and delicate iron blocks, with a strange and heavy shape.

He looked at Jiang Su expectantly, "Little Master, what is this thing for?"

Jiang Su's heart was in turmoil again, but he still pretended to be calm on his face. He fingered the black scorch on it like the filaments of a ghost snake, and said firmly: "This is the revolver."

Hua Ling still looked at her with shining eyes, "What is your elegant name?"

"Six-hearted black snake."

"Why six hearts?!"

Jiang Su pinched his fingers to correct his grip and pointed at the door again, "Because this magical weapon has a total of six uses."

"Boom——" The voice was softer than before.

The monk in white who likes to compose poetry happened to come in.

This time everyone opened their eyes wide and watched with their own eyes the small iron ball shot towards his heart...

The blood dyes the white clothes red.

(End of this chapter)