Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 7 Reiki
Long Su'er also stepped forward to help, but Feng Jing didn't let her touch the big things, and only allowed her to tidy up the small pots and pans.

After going back and forth a few times, Long Su'er tidied up a small path, and she was finally able to set foot. She walked to the closet inside. The thick dust was almost choking to death. She pulled a broken ceramic bowl, turned around and was about to go out. Walking, suddenly, her body stopped, and she felt some spiritual fluctuations above her.

Spiritual energy, how could there be spiritual energy? This place is no better than the spirit world, it is simply lacking spiritual energy. This trace of spiritual energy is like sending charcoal in the snow. Long Su'er directly inhaled it into the body, leaving no residue. She then looked at the ceramics in her hand Bowl, there is nothing magical about it.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Long Su'er standing there for a long time, Feng Jing stepped forward to ask.

Long Su'er shook her head and said: "It's okay." She found that there were several things with spiritual energy here, and she wanted to absorb them as much as possible later. She has been absorbing spiritual energy quietly while she was busy, and she was somewhat full It feels like I can't breathe in anything.

She understands this feeling, and she can only consolidate it by going back and crossing her legs to absorb it. Unfortunately, there is not enough time now, and she has no way to absorb it, but it is a difficult problem.

She clenched her fists with some reluctance. At worst, she would do it again after a while, and she couldn't believe that Mrs. Zhao wouldn't let her see these porcelains.

"Why are they all piled up at the door?" A deep male voice came over, Mrs. Zhao's son, Zhao Rui, walked in covering his mouth and nose, and said, "It's so dirty." He waved his hand in disgust.

"The old lady told us to pile up here." Feng Jing said with some embarrassment.

Zhao Rui looked at these things with disgust, the old people always have a habit, everything is good, and they are not willing to throw away any rags.After staying in the city for a few days, he naturally thought that these things were all rags, and said, "Throw them all away, throw them all away, it's annoying to see them so dirty."

Hearing this, Long Su'er felt relieved, and said directly: "What should Mrs. Zhao do if she asks? Don't blame us anymore."

Zhao Rui thought she was mocking him for not being able to make decisions, and said angrily: "That's my mother, you must listen to me, I'll go and tell her."

This result is the most satisfactory for Long Su'er.She still can't absorb all this aura, if she can take it away, her cultivation will undoubtedly be raised by a big level.

Zhao Rui left in a haughty manner, and rushed to Granny Zhao's house. In fact, Granny Zhao really listened to her son. There was only such a baby bump, and he was free to say anything, but Zhao Rui was the only one What is dissatisfied is that Mrs. Zhao holds all the money in her hands, and it is hard for him to spend a penny. Of course, these have nothing to do with Long Su'er.

Long Su'er's hands are full of dust, but she is beautiful in her heart. Someone gives her a pillow when she wants to sleep, such good things are not many.

She tidied up the small warehouse even more vigorously, and specially arranged the things she wanted to take away, but she didn't dust it off. If the Zhao family regretted it, she couldn't find a place to cry.

After a busy day, the mother and daughter couldn't lift their arms and walked home exhausted. Mrs. Zhao was very stingy, and the two of them only gave three yuan. Such hard work was really exhausting. please.

"What are you doing with so many bottles?" Feng Jing asked with some doubts. She looked at the basket in Long Su'er's hand, which was covered in dust and dirty porcelain.

(End of this chapter)