Become a fairy against the water

Chapter 124
Lin Qingquan put on the black cloak as before, and put on a hat to cover his head. When he was about to go out, he had a thought and took out a mask from his bracelet.

This mask was made for fun when she first entered the sect in her last life. The model of the mask was her roommate at that time. She died during an experience.

Lin Qingquan put the mask on her face, and immediately she became an ordinary-looking woman with a serious expression. She smiled and tapped the mask, and a picture vaguely flashed in her mind.

A little girl pestered another slightly older girl to make a mask. The older girl couldn't hold back the little girl, so she had to agree, but she kept a straight face during the process, so the mask truly restored the older girl's face .

A very serious mask.

It suits Lin Qingquan's temperament now.

Lin Qingquan sighed, back then she was innocent too!

It's just that after hundreds of years of losses and hundreds of years of suffering, no matter how innocent and innocent he is, he will become ruthless, right?
After smoothing the mask and adjusting the hat, Lin Qingquan went out leisurely.

The streets in the north of the city are also very lively, there are quite a few pharmacies, she thought about it, and went to the pharmacy first, Tiandu City has concentrated spiritual plants from all over the Tianlan Continent, maybe there will be surprises!
As soon as Lin Qingquan entered the pharmacy, the clerk greeted him warmly, without talking too much, just stood beside Lin Qingquan respectfully with a smile, so that Lin Qingquan could call him at any time.

This quality is really good, Lin Qingquan curled his lips in satisfaction, and looked over slowly.

Sure enough, Tiandu City is all good things. There are no low-age Lingzhi at all, at least they are all over 50 years old, and Lin Qingquan also found many Lingzhi in it that she did not have, so he said to the staff immediately: "These Lingzhi I want all of them, so figure out how much it costs."

The clerk was startled, but quickly regained his composure, and called the shopkeeper to come over to settle the accounts. After all the calculations, the total was 5906 million taels of silver.

"500 million taels." Lin Qingquan counter-offered expressionlessly.

The shopkeeper readily agreed, and Lin Qingquan took out a stack of banknotes from the bracelet, counted 500 million taels and handed it to the shopkeeper, and with a wave of his hand, collected all the spiritual plants in the shop into the blood vault.

Next, she went to a few pharmacies, but found several kinds of spiritual plants that were not available. This time, she didn't pay for everything, but only bought the few that were not available.

After harvesting a lot of spiritual plants, Lin Qingquan was in a good mood, and walked slowly towards the east of the city, tearing up a portrait offering a reward for the capture of fugitives on the way.

Lin Qingquan, He Lianzhui, He Lianyu, Yuchili and a little fox are impressively painted on it.

The little fox is quite similar, but when she saw the portrait of herself and Ali, she couldn't help laughing, and she didn't know which master painter painted it. She has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and Ali is as ugly as Zhong Kui. No wonder Huang Si said that it didn't look like it.

He Lian chased his uncle and nephew quite alike, but in the portrait, the two wore jade crowns, brocade robes, and a noble appearance, and their resemblance to the two wearing ordinary clothes today was greatly reduced.

Lin Qingquan put away the portrait and heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that those in Tiandu City didn't know her appearance.

No, there is still one person who can recognize her!

Song Tianci!
Lin Qingquan frowned, it seemed that the most urgent thing was to kill Song Tianci, but he was worried about it.

I don't know where Song Tianci is?She couldn't rush into the Song Mansion, and Tiandu Academy couldn't get in either. It would be best to wait for Song Tianci to kill him when he was on the order, without anyone noticing it or attracting attention.

Lin Qingquan, who was thinking about something, was pulled over by someone. He was a fat old man selling candied haws. He scolded: "You are not a coward, you even dare to break into Miss Qing Lan's motorcade. If it wasn't for the little old man, I would pull you One hit, and half your life will be gone."

Lin Qingquan, who was a little confused, looked at the street, but saw a majestic convoy approaching in a majestic manner. In the front was a luxurious and exquisite carriage. The owner of the carriage must be Miss Qinglan as the old man said.

Lin Qingquan noticed that there were at least ten heaven-level monks among these people, and it seemed that Miss Qinglan had a rather extraordinary background.

"Thank you for saving my life, old man. Here is ten taels of silver. Please accept it with a smile." Lin Qingquan sincerely thanked him and handed over a silver ingot.

The fat old man was not too polite, took the money with a smile, and pulled out a bunch of candied haws for her to eat, "The taste of the little old man's candied haws is quite good, try it."

The old man was very enthusiastic, and Lin Qingquan couldn't give up his hospitality, so he had to stuff the candied haws into his mouth. At first, it was sweet and greasy, and then sour and refreshing. Lin Qingquan's brows were so wrinkled that he could kill mosquitoes, and he swallowed a candied haws in two mouthfuls , Said against his will: "The taste is really good."

The fat old man smiled and pulled out another string, stuffed it into Lin Qingquan's hand, and said generously: "Eat more if it tastes good, it's enough!"

Lin Qingquan took the candied haws heartily, ready to go back and give it to Xiaobao to eat. Because she had been paying attention to the candied haws, she didn't notice the meaningful smile of the fat old man opposite, with a hint of slyness and a bit of complacency.

Suddenly, seeing a familiar figure out of the corner of his eyes, Lin Qingquan cheered up, and instead of chasing after him in a hurry, he called and sounded to the fat old man.

"Old man, is Miss Qinglan Song Qinglan, who is known as one of the twin sisters of Tiandu?"

Lin Qingquan had learned about the Tiandu Shuangshu during his soul search before, one of them was Shangguan Yun with body odor, and the other was Song Qinglan.

The fat old man smiled and nodded: "Who else deserves to be called Miss Qinglan besides her?"

Sure enough, it was Song Qinglan, no wonder Song Tianci followed behind!

It turned out that the familiar figure she saw earlier was Song Tianci, and now the Song family guards had gone far, Lin Qingquan continued to inquire: "What is this Miss Qinglan going to do? It's such a big show!"

Before the fat man could speak, a young third-level Qi Refining man next to him interjected: "Miss Qing Lan is going to the south of the city to dispense medicine porridge. Ordinary people can drink that medicinal porridge to strengthen their bodies and bones, and prolong their lifespan, oh, Miss Qing Lan is really a good girl with a more beautiful personality, she should be the first lady in the capital of heaven!"

A young monk on the other side was dissatisfied, and retorted: "If you say that the first lady in Tiandu is Miss Shangguan, Miss Qinglan is the second!"

"Miss Qinglan is number one!"

"Miss Shangguan is number one!"

Not long after, a group of people started fighting like this. They were all young monks, who seemed to be fans of the two white lotus flowers, and swore to the death to defend the first position of the lover of their dreams.

Lin Qingquan pulled the fat old man out of the chaos, and the old man ran out of breath, with a look of surviving after a catastrophe.

"Thank you for pulling the little old man out, otherwise I would have suffered an indiscriminate disaster." The fat old man thanked him.

Lin Qingquan waved his hand to indicate that you are welcome, said goodbye to the fat old man and walked towards the south of the city.

The fat old man looked at Lin Qingquan's back, squinted his eyes and said to himself: "It's interesting!"

He conveniently pulled out a bunch of candied haws and stuffed it into his mouth, and after a while he spat it out so sour, "Bah, I'm so sour."

The fat old man clutching his cheeks distributed the candied haws to the children on the side of the road, picked up the ingots in his hands, and went to drink while humming a little tune.

(End of this chapter)