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

Chapter 2 The price of cave money has increased!

Jiang Su often comes here to set up a stall, with a spread of red cloth and a pile of glazed bottles and small wooden boxes, just waiting for other monks to come and consume!
She was a little unhappy because she was defrauded of a bottle of Yuan-storing Pill just now, and she was even more unhappy when the kid was still following her around like a dog-skin plaster.

The boy who calls himself Meng Hui is not wearing a mask, and his fair and pink face is particularly conspicuous in the center where the second-level dealers in strange clothes gather.

It squatted next to Jiang Su and looked directly at her with watery eyes.

An hour, two hours.

Jiang Su couldn't bear it anymore and took out a piece of black stove cleaning cloth and put it on his face, "That's enough! You're affecting my business! I won't help you find your father! It's so annoying."

When she was in the lower realm, her mental state was extremely poor for a period of time. Although she improved with the love and warmth of her relatives and friends, once she ascended, she didn't know anyone she knew, and she couldn't find her former friends or parents.

Now when she sees a dead tree without sprouts, she wants to slap it.

The little boy was offended by her cold words, so he sat on the steps with her obediently, and said in a sweet voice: "How can I help the Immortal Lord?"

Jiang Su leaned back on the pillar boredly and said calmly: "Let me sell the medicine."

The little boy thought for a long time and suddenly nodded seriously.

The next moment, he shouted loudly, "Brother Xianjun, sister Xianjun, are you here to buy pills?!"

Jiang Su was shocked by his soft little voice and looked at him with wide eyes.

Who knows, this is just the beginning.

"Brother Immortal Lord, would you like to buy some elixirs? Good elixirs!"

"Sister Xianjun, please take a look at the elixir!"

The little boy's tireless milking voice actually attracted many passing monks.

They were picking and choosing among Jiang Su's elixirs.

"What is this red wave pill?"

Jiang Su: "Honglang turns over the quilt, what do you think?"

Happy Taoist monk bought it!
"What is this twenty-four pills?"

Jiang Su: "On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can a beautiful woman teach me how to play the flute?"

Yinxiu bought it!

"What is this Bian Lai Dan?"

Jiang Su: "Clothes are not made upside down, they are made from paintings."

Painting repairman buys it!

……

An hour later.

Jiang Su shook the clattering yuan stones in his storage bag and carried the little boy back to his cave with a complicated expression.

"We've arrived at my cave." She said coldly.

The little kid happily pulled off the black cloth on his head, and his pink face became like a ghost painting.

Jiang Su then remembered that this thing was the cloth she used to clean the alchemy furnace.

Her alchemy furnace is called the Six-Turn Furnace, and it is a copper furnace. Because she was conducting research and development operations in the upper world, she blasted the furnace frequently and it was completely covered with black ash.

She pinched the body with her hands, and the little boy's skin instantly returned to white and pure.

"Sister Xianjun! You are so amazing!"

Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "Haha, the second generation of immortals? What are you pretending to be in the immortal world?"

The second generation of immortals in the upper realm are the ones who can truly reincarnate. They absorb vitality from an early age and are in the human immortal realm at the age of three or four on average.

The little boy poked his little finger aggrievedly, "Sister Xianjun is really amazing... Those twenty-four bridges can kill one person in ten steps, I can't explain it."

It turns out he was talking about poetry. Hehe, I am a college student who traveled through time. Can I memorize a few poems?

"Where are your parents?"

Jiang Su lazily leaned against the stone wall and patted the place next to him.

The little boy was sitting on her hand with his head hanging down, tears falling down, "Woo woo woo, I only have mother, and I have never seen my father. I want to help my mother find her father. Mom...she can't speak, can't see, and can't even forget about her father in the nest when she sleeps."

So miserable?
Jiang Su subconsciously added in her heart a bloody plot about a young man abandoning his wife and children, leaving his hometown and living in an outside house.

"Wo spent money to find a divination master brother. He told Wo that he would meet his father in the secret realm of the Southern Fire Land, but Wo couldn't fight and Wo was afraid of death..."

Jiang Su raised his brows slightly and deliberately played with the bamboo stick on the side. "The secret realm is a good place. I am afraid that if I get the chance, I will return to the upper realm without my life. It opens in thirty years, and now there is still one year left."

The next second, she suddenly drew her sword, and the cold blades were exposed, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then he wiped his face clean and put his warm, fleshy hands around the girl's cold arms.

"Sister Xianjun is a medical cultivator. Mother said that medical cultivators are the kindest! If you need help when you are away from home, go to the medical cultivator! By the way, this is a treasure that Wo brought from home. It is a thank-you gift from my sister for helping Wo find his father."

A simple wooden box, opened, is a bright yellow Bingjiao flower!

This is Jiang Su’s favorite spiritual plant in the lower realm!
Before she ascended, she entrusted one of her best friends to take care of her. She was just waiting for the little flower with intelligence to ascend together with her friend.

Nowadays, old friends are rarely seen again, and things that we loved in the past appear before our eyes.

Jiang Su pushed the kid away and took back the knife, "Meng Hui, it's interesting. I like this thing." She took the wooden box, measured the length and put it into the storage bag.

"I can take you in, but you have to listen to me."

Jiang Su stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, "Now I have to hand over the cave money. Don't leave here, wait for me to come back."

The little boy was full of anger and said obediently: "Okay! You are the most obedient!"

Jiang Su left without looking back and said to himself, "The real second generation immortal seems to have a long-term meal ticket."

……

Valley of all beings.

Naqian Pavilion is a place where disciples pay money to live and support their ancestors and grandmothers.

Jiang Su held the bamboo stick in his hand, walked in quickly, cleared his throat, "Who will collect the money from the cave?"

Hearing the sound, an old man with silver hair and a sapphire silk gown staggered up to the cabinet.

He looked Jiang Su up and down, his eyelids drooping, "Is he from the lineage of the Heavenly Doctor?"

Jiang Su nodded obediently, "Jiang Su, the 93rd generation successor of Heavenly Medicine."

The old man didn't have any other reaction. He took the few Yuan stones handed to him by the girl and put them in his pocket. "I know, I remember that the cave you live in is on the fifth mountain. You have enough energy and the price has increased." Yes, the total rent is five hundred yuan of middle-grade Yuan stones."

Jiang Su's hand that handed over the money trembled and stopped in mid-air. How could she get enough money from selling medicine for five hundred middle-grade Yuan stones?
"By the way, someone came to my place just now to inquire about you."

The girl in Tsing Yi's expression froze, she twitched her lips and said with a smile, "What?"

"He's a swordsman."

Hearing this, Jiang Su turned around and flew in the direction of the cave.

Sword repair! She just finished killing a sword cultivator! I didn’t expect that this person would come to my door as soon as I left the black market!
In the black market, there was a formation that suppressed the monks' cultivation, so she was able to cut off Lin Xian's arm. If it were another place, how could she, a medical cultivator, beat a sword cultivator? !

Near her cave on the fifth mountain, she suddenly heard some strange, recurring sound.

"I offer a reward for my Taoist companion. I offer a huge reward for my Taoist companion. I offer a huge reward for my Taoist companion."

Jiang Su hovered outside the cave, looking at the familiar figure of the sword cultivator in black, and felt a lump in his throat.

"Senior Brother Liu, have you ascended too?"

(End of this chapter)