My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 66 Treasures in the Storage Bag

A moment of silence.

Luo Qingzhou picked up the last bunch of candied haws on the windowsill and walked out of the house.

It's just a bunch of candied haws, I'll buy it for Xiaodie next time.

He walked under the pear tree and handed the candied haws in his hand to the cold girl.

"Humph."

The girl snorted coldly, turned her face sideways, and looked away.

The sword is still in his arms, his pointed chin is slightly raised, his long eyelashes and dark eyes are motionless, and his pretty face is still as cold as ice.

The whole person seems to be a pretty and delicate ice sculpture.

The breeze blew through, picking up a strand of the girl's hair, and also a wisp of the girl's fragrance.

Light and sweet.

very unique.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to look any further, and withdrew his gaze, when he was about to leave with the candied haws, the familiar chill suddenly enveloped his body again.

At the same time, a cold murderous aura hit him, sending chills down his spine.

He took a step and turned to look.

The girl still held the sword, turned her pretty face sideways, and looked away coldly.

Bailing at the gate suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle, Chan Chan doesn't eat everything that anyone gives you, you ask her... beg her to eat."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Love to eat or not to eat, do not eat to pull down.

Why should I be used to you?
He ignored it, took the candied haws, and prepared to go back to the house.

"Zheng!"

A sword cry, a cold light flashed!

Immediately, the neck suddenly itch.

He stiffened, stopped, touched his neck, and turned to look.

Under the pear tree, the girl still held the sword and stood there with a pretty face, as if she had never moved.

The sword was in its sheath, as if it had never come out.

But a small branch on the pear tree above her head suddenly fell off, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Luo Qingzhou didn't feel any blood on his neck.

But the whole body is like falling into an ice cellar, and the whole body is cold.

He paused for a few seconds, then Fang turned back, stopped in front of her again, handed the candied haws in his hand, and bowed his head: "Miss Xiachan..."

He felt a little hot.

But he still said: "Please... eat candied haws, I bought them specially for you."

"Humph!"

The girl snorted again, but this time she took the candied haws from his hand.

Immediately, it went cold.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

When Bailing passed by her, she smiled and said: "Chanchan, is this the candied fruit that my uncle bought for you? It looks very sweet. Can you give me a bite?"

No one pays attention to her.

With a sword in one hand and a candied haws in the other, the girl disappeared coldly and silently outside the door.

"Uncle."

Bailing shook the remaining candied fruit in his hand at the door, blinked and said, "Work hard tonight."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Luo Qingzhou stood in the small courtyard for a while, and after making sure that they would not come back, Fang went over to close the courtyard door and inserted the bolt.

Immediately returned to the room, closed the door and window, and took out the storage bag.

Opening the bag, I muttered to myself: Weak scholar.

Immediately, his eyes fell into it.

The originally narrow space in the bag suddenly opened up.

There are more than ten cubic meters in it.

The first thing that caught my eye was a small bag of golden coins.

It is estimated that there are at least one thousand gold coins.

According to the conversion of one gold coin equal to 100 taels of silver, there are actually 10 taels of silver here!

A lowest-level warrior not only has a storage bag, but also contains so much money.

Is it his own property, or...

Luo Qingzhou remembered yesterday's interception and what he had seen from the eyes of those killers.

"I'm afraid that most of these gold coins were given to him by the eldest lady?"

In addition to salary and industry, Cheng Guofu also organizes warriors to hunt monsters every once in a while.

The second son, Luo Yu, would often follow him in order to hone his skills.

That should be the most profitable.

I casually flipped through the books in Treasure Pavilion before, and it was written that a low-level demon pill could be exchanged for thousands of gold coins.

What a warrior can get at once may be something mortals can't earn in a lifetime.

Just like the wealthy people in his era, a casual meal cost millions, and ordinary people may not be able to earn it in a lifetime if they don't eat or drink.

Some ordinary people have never even seen gold coins in their entire lives.

Of course, the consumption of warriors is also incomparable to mortals.

At the same time, every mission puts your life at risk.

The martial artist killer yesterday was obviously invited by the eldest lady at a high cost.

Rather.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the gold coins and clenched his fists.

After calming down, he looked at a brocade box next to him again.

The lid of the box was opened, and there was a milky white ball inside.

Looking at its appearance, it looks like a demon pill!

He immediately withdrew his gaze, took out the book he had just bought in Treasure Pavilion, rummaged for a while, and finally found a picture of a demon pill.

There are milky white, light blue, dark blue, red, etc.

This milky white demon pill is obviously the lowest level demon pill.

However, the martial artist yesterday was only in the realm of leather refining, so it should not be possible for him to hunt down a monster with a demon pill by himself.

Most likely it was snatched or stolen from elsewhere.

The value of this demon pill is not small!

Luo Qingzhou was excited, put down the book, and put his eyes into the storage bag again.

There are also more than a dozen bottles of potions in it, all of which are obviously used for cultivation.

In addition to the potion, there are more than 200 taels of silver and some clothes.

There's even some food to eat.

Other than that, there are no other useful items.

There are no cultivation secrets and no treasures.

But these are enough.

For him, it was a total windfall, a surprise.

Luo Qingzhou got up immediately, took out the Sun Moon Treasure Mirror at the bottom of the bed and the cheats obtained last night, and put them in the storage bag.

Put it in, take it out, and test it many times before it works.

With this huge sum of money, it is estimated that he will have no problem in refining meat in the future, and he can eat and use it freely.

Coupled with the spiritual liquid produced by the Sun Moon Mirror, it is estimated that his cultivation speed will be faster.

Put away the storage bag and open the window.

He opened the book on the table introducing the martial artist and read it carefully.

"For a warrior to refine skin, in addition to using external force to beat, and the combination of internal energy and medicine, another warrior who is at least in the realm of a great martial artist can directly pour the internal force into the body to help temper it, and the speed is faster."

"It's all possible to refine skin and meat."

"Cultivation by yourself, from the beginning to the success of skin refining, for those with high talent, it will take about a year; for those with low talent, it may take three to five years..."

"With the help of others, from the beginning to the success of skin refining, only one month is enough for those with high talent; for those with low talent, it only takes one year..."

"Women refining skin and meat are the most suitable for others to help, with fast speed, better effect, and not too much pain..."

Luo Qingzhou was secretly surprised when he saw this.

The book says that if you cultivate by yourself, it will take a year for those with high talent.

And he was groping and practicing by himself, but he didn't even use it for a month, and he succeeded in refining the skin.

It seems that the spiritual liquid produced by the Sun and Moon Mirror is even better than he imagined!
He turned to another page.

When reading a book, time flies by quickly.

In a blink of an eye.

It was already dark outside, it was dusk.

The snow fell even more.

When it was getting dark, Xiaodie came back with a hearty meal.

After the master and servant finished eating in the house, night had come.

Although they had already taken a bath during the day, the two still took their clothes, braved the wind and snow, and went to the lake.

Hot spring bath, drenched in snow, do not have a taste.

Xiaodie had long black hair scattered, showing a pair of snow-white shoulders in the smog of clear water, tilted her head, rubbed her hair, and said in her mouth, "Young Master, do you think Miss will come tonight?"

Luo Qingzhou walked to her side, reached out and rubbed her hair, but did not answer.

Leave her alone.

If she uses that trick again this time, he will definitely make her appear.

Xiaodie looked at him shyly, and said with a blushing little face, "Young Master..."

"what?"

"The slave wants to..."

"Don't think about it, another year."

"No, the slave wants to... want to pee..."

"..."

Luo Qingzhou turned away, turned his back to her, and sank his head into the water.

Immediately, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly surfaced again, spitting out a mouthful of water.

Xiaodie covered her face shyly, bit her pink lips, and dared not look at him.

The night is quiet.

Snowflakes fell on the lake and melted before entering the water.

But it is still one after another, endlessly.

This winter, it looks like it has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)