Evergreen Immortal.

Chapter 110 Don’t run away, old man!

Upon seeing this formation, Li Rui ran away.

"Fuck, old man, what about you? Stop right there!"

"Still running!"

I saw Li Rui picking up a large ball of soil on the ground, as nimble as a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, rushing into the nearby forest and disappearing.

Zhang He suddenly became furious and shouted at the people behind him:

"Trash, what are you looking at? If you guys don't chase me, hurry up and chase me!"

"Yes, yes."

The old man's movements were too fast, and he showed what it meant to run away with a bag, and they didn't even realize it.

Several subordinates were kicked by Zhang He, and then they hurriedly chased after him.

Zhang He cursed and walked to the pothole.

The old man ran away, but he also grabbed a big ball of dirt. This was wrong.

Now that he sees it.

That thing belongs to him, Young Master Zhang. Does anyone else deserve to get his hands on it?

Zhang He squatted down.

Observe carefully.

"Sanfu, what do you think this country has?"

A middle-aged man named Zhang Sanfu is the head of the Zhang family's nursing home, and he is also the only eighth-grade among the group of people.

However, his real surname is not Zhang, but Liu.

The surname Zhang was given personally by the old man of the Zhang family.

This situation is very common in wealthy families. Giving a surname is a kind of affirmation to the servants in the family. In the eyes of the servants, it is a great gift and represents becoming a family.

At least that's what it means on the surface.

Zhang Sanfu groaned, picked up a finger of soil and tasted it, and then he was surprised.

Pointing excitedly at the dirt in the potholes.

"It's spiritual soil!"

Zhang He was originally smiling, but when he heard this, he was instantly stunned.

Spiritual soil? !

It’s actually spiritual soil!

Switching between Zhang and He in one second, there was a burst of ecstasy.

"Good stuff, good stuff."

The value of spiritual soil to a sect and a family far exceeds that of an individual. It is an heirloom that can be passed down to future generations.

The Zhang family spent a lot of money to collect spiritual soil.

"If I can bring this spiritual soil to my father, I will definitely be praised by him."

Zhang Hao has seven sons in total.

He ranked third.

The competition within the wealthy clan is much crueler than what outsiders see, and everyone is trying their best to gain the approval of their parents.

What is represented behind the recognition are those cultivation resources.

Zhang He was not the most outstanding among his seven sons.

In ancient times, there was a saying that loving sons should guard the family. Only the son who was most liked by his father would be left to guard the family.

This time, Zhang Hao brought a total of four sons with him.

They are usually unpleasant.

Of course, Zhang He wanted to take this opportunity to offer the treasure, at least one step ahead of the other three brothers.

"Three rich men, this is a great achievement. Hurry, pack up all the spiritual soil."

They are here to hunt.

He just had a hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and nothing else.

Zhang Sanfu simply took off his coat, carefully picked up the spiritual soil and put it into his clothes.

Then tie it into a tight baggage shape.

He and Zhang He looked at each other.

They all saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

With this spiritual soil, their status in the Zhang family will definitely be greatly improved, and their rewards will definitely not be less.

This time it was a huge profit.

Zhang He was worried, so he took the bundle from Zhang Sanfu and hugged it himself.

Zhang Sanfu sighed in his heart.

A servant is a servant after all.

On a normal day, Zhang He might still call him Brother Sanfu, but when push comes to shove, the gap between master and servant becomes apparent.

No, even if he finds something good, he has to give it to him.

But it’s not just that having the surname Zhang means that you really become a member of the Zhang family.

Zhang He finally felt more at ease as he held the baggage in his arms.

But soon, he showed his displeasure:

"A bunch of trash, it takes so long to catch an old man."

It's been enough time for a cup of tea since arriving here, but the few people who went to catch the old man still haven't returned.

Logically speaking, he's just an old man.

Besides, except for Zhang Sanfu and him, everyone else was sent out, so there was no reason to move so slowly.

Zhang Sanfu frowned slightly:

"Something's wrong."

He guards his home and courtyard all year round and has an instinctive alertness to danger.

"Master, why don't we leave? The old man won't take much, so forget it."

I couldn't help but offer words of advice.

Zhang He glanced at Zhang Sanfu: "Sanfu, you are really generous. If Lingtu says you don't want it, then you don't want it."

His tone became stern: "Spiritual soil is an extremely important material for my Zhang family, and not a single piece of it can fall into the hands of outsiders."

A passage that was said with dignity and awe.

Zhang Sanfu had a headache.

I know that no matter how much I say, it is useless.

The young master of a big family like Zhang He has not experienced much hardship and is headstrong and will not listen to his subordinates at all.

"Then I'll go take a look."

He did not continue to persuade.

The main thing is to observe that the old man just now is at least sixty. He is an eighth-grade man and does not pose much threat.

After weighing it up, I felt that I was being too preoccupied.

"Brother Sanfu, we'd better wait a little longer."

Zhang Heyi panicked when he saw Zhang Sanfu was leaving.

He is now a ninth-grade man. He is alone in the deep mountains and forests without Zhang Sanfu to protect him, so he is really panicking.

Zhang Sanfu was even more helpless.

Neither leaving nor letting him find anyone.

Wouldn't it be a deadlock?

Just as he was thinking about how to break the situation, the sound of soft footsteps sounded in the forest.

Zhang He looked happy.

Cursed: "What a bunch of trash, it took so long to catch an old man."

But Zhang Sanfu's expression changed on the side.

Although the footsteps sounded noisy, it was clearly someone pretending to be a large number of people.

Because he has also used this method.

"Who is it!"

Zhang Sanfu shouted loudly.

But before the other party could answer, a hidden arrow was shot out from his sleeve.

This scene was too sudden.

Zhang He's eyes widened.

He didn't expect that Zhang Sanfu, who was usually submissive, would be so bold, and dared to kill the opponent without even seeing his face.

Aren't you afraid of manslaughter?

But I heard a sound——

bite!

"It's armor!"

Zhang Sanfu's heart tightened. He had rich combat experience. From the sound, he knew that the hidden arrow had hit metal. It was most likely something like body armor.

Just when he was about to take the next step——

The leaves in front of me move automatically in the absence of wind.

An invisible force passed over his neck.

"Well, they're all dead."

Li Rui looked at the two corpses at his feet.

Then he glanced at the small hole that had opened in his abdomen.

"This soft armor is really useful."

The method of the corpse on the left did surprise him, but it was within control.

If it weren't for worries, there would still be foreign aid.

The speed of death can actually be much faster.

Li Rui grabbed the baggage that Zhang He was holding tightly in his hands, which contained the spiritual soil that he had not yet had time to dig out.

He glanced at the corpse at his feet, and then at the seven or eight corpses not far away.

"Fortunately we are in the mountains, otherwise I would have exhausted my old man to death today."

Someone dies in the mountains.

Or the death of seven or eight people is a completely normal thing.

Did he know that there were several sinkholes nearby?

If you just look for it and throw it away, no one will find it. Within two days, it will be eaten up by wild beasts and disappear completely.