The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

"Uncle Master, I don't think this is necessary!"

I ran over quickly to stop him.

"Uncle Master! You kowtow to me and turn the tables on Tian Gang!"

"Don't stop me, this is what I should do."

"Uncle Master! Stop it!"

"Don't stop me, I want to kowtow! It's my honor!"

Rui Feng was unable to stop them and could only fight against them in front of his uncle and great-uncle.

At first glance, it looks like a large-scale ancestor worship ceremony.

Grandmaster Lei Yang was full of jealousy. "My little grandson, when can you get some feathers of thunder beasts? I can get more than them. I can get double for you! I'll get six!"

The fifth uncle who was kowtowing was not convinced, "I can kowtow three times, I want to kowtow nine times!"

As he spoke, he continued to knock.

Ruifeng quickly lay on his uncle's body and shouted to his grandmaster Lei Yang,

"Grandmaster, please stop talking, Uncle Master, what kind of strange desire to win is this? Please, stop knocking."

After kowtowed three times, the elders of the sect lined up to give Ruifeng gifts.

"This is my treasure, Fire Cloud, full of spiritual power and delicious."

"I also have a magical wine, which is very sweet and has a fragrance that can be smelled from ten miles away."

"If we talk about spiritual wine, my Shenxian Drunk is the best."

"Drink my wine," "My wine is delicious,"

Ruifeng had seen that people with fire spirit roots were all alcoholics. In just a short while, he had collected more than 60 kinds of wine, most of which were names he had never heard of.

When the lid was opened, the fluctuation of spiritual energy was no less than that of a top-grade elixir.

Ruifeng looked at the pile of wine gourds, which were basically all storage instruments made of Kongming Stone.

According to Tutu's measurement unit, each gourd can hold at least two cubic meters of liquor.

"Tutu, my elders in the sect thanked me for the phoenix feather, so they gave me a lot of different kinds of spirit wine. I'll give you half of it. Since your cultivation is low, you can only drink one sip at a time."

Tutu looked curiously at the bunch of small gourds that Ruifeng had wrapped with a large amount of Shengcao Dan.

It was said that half of them were sent to her, but she counted and found that Ruifeng sent at least fifty small gourds the size of rice grains.

Tutu carefully picked up the small wine gourd, urged his spiritual power to open the lid, and a mellow fragrance wafted out.

My father, who was practicing in the house, came over after smelling the aroma and said, "What's that smell so good? It's even better than Maotai."

When I saw clearly that the fragrance was coming from a small gourd the size of a grain of rice,

"Is this the Qiankun Gourd? The kind in the stories where you can get infinitely bigger just by shouting 'big, big'? You can never finish drinking from it no matter how much you drink?"

Tutu sometimes feels that his imagination is not rich enough.

"I've never heard of that kind of gourd, but this small gourd is really full of wine, about two cubic meters of wine. Because it is spiritual wine, you can only drink one sip at a time. It probably won't be finished in a short time."

Dad took two small gourds, and Tutu kept six for himself. I don’t know if Mom is interested in the spirit wine, so I left two for her first.

Then he used the gold thread to string the remaining wine gourds into two strings, leaving six small gourds for Qiwu. She had a fire spirit root, so she would definitely be interested in spirit wine.

Leave a large bunch for Muguo. The Phoenix Feather was given by her raccoon.

She made so much money from the gifts from the raccoon beasts, so it was time to find her some more things she would like.

"Muguo, has the raccoon beast set off? I have here a thank-you gift from the alchemist for buying the Phoenix Feather, more than 30 wine gourds. Because the wine gourds are too small, I refined them all into a whole gold necklace. Each small gourd contains at least two cubic meters of wine, all of which are spiritual wine.

I also left six wine gourds for you, but your spiritual power is low, so you must drink less, and only take one sip at a time.

If you have hair with other properties in the future, you can give it to me to exchange for supplies."

Muguo now has enough points. All her spiritual fruits were bought by Tutu and sold to Ruifeng, so she still has millions of points.

"The raccoon beast hasn't left yet. He's waiting for me to reach level 4 before leaving. He also needs to contract the two beasts, which delayed his trip to the Shiwan Mountains."

Mu Guo controlled his spiritual power and carefully opened the lid of a small wine gourd.

The raccoon beast, which was originally snoring, stopped snoring instantly.

"Miwu?"

It was still a little sleepy, but its pink little nose had already started to twitch.

"Gudong"

Muguo swallowed a mouthful of the light green wine.

The raccoon's little paw gently patted Muguo's mouth, wanting to reach in and take a look.

It just smelled a scent that was more fragrant than pepper paste, how come it disappeared?

"Meow~" The raccoon was searching everywhere, and its little head was about to get into Muguo's mouth to take a look.

Muguo was tickled by her and laughed non-stop, "Okay, okay, it's my friend Tutu who put the delicious spiritual wine on the shelf because you gave her the red bird feather. Most of the thank-you gift from the alchemist to her is now with you."

Muguo took out a golden necklace inlaid with a string of small wine gourds and helped the raccoon to put it on.

The raccoon beast has no spiritual power, but a different kind of power that belongs to a vicious beast. It can only drip blood to each gourd to recognize its master.

The raccoon beast was holding a bowl of spirit wine that Muguo had released and was savoring it carefully.

When Muguo said that these were feathers from red birds, he immediately struggled to get into the mountains.

"Meow!"

I want to pluck the red bird bald!

The raccoon's emotions were so strong that Muguo could hear them clearly.

She hurriedly stopped him, "That red bird can talk, it must be very powerful. You secretly plucked its feathers last time while it was sleeping. If you go this time, it will probably cause trouble for you.

You still want to pluck it out, we are here to do business and make friends, more friends, more paths,

This time, not only can we not rip people off, but we must also give them more gifts and apologize.

Of course, if she doesn't realize that you pulled it out, then you can give her more things to get closer to her."

"Meow?" Can you really not pull it out?

"Really not. Tutu said that other attributes, such as the hair of powerful animals with gold, wood, water and earth attributes, can also be exchanged for spirit wine."

The raccoon looked down at its golden hair. It had not yet completely turned golden. The golden hair was only on its head and tail. It would be sad if one hair was missing.

It lowered its head and licked the remaining wine in the bowl clean.

I licked my lips with great satisfaction, it was so delicious.

Licking his paws, he thought about it carefully.

Hehe, the yellow wolf is of the earth attribute.

It quickly ran out the door, and soon heard the wolf's shrill howl.

“Awoooo ...

After the people in the tribe came back, they had gradually gotten used to the fact that there were three more ferocious beasts in the tribe.

The two beasts were planted in the soil with their buttocks facing upwards. Only by scratching their buttocks with their hind paws from time to time could one tell that the two beasts were being punished. Occasionally, there would be a small sound of "Ga Ga~" or "Gu Gu~"

A cute little yellow wolf the size of a palm would visit people everywhere and would sit next to them when they were having dinner.

"Ah Wu~" makes a cute little baby sound,

Then the tribesmen would feed it. I don't know how many times it was fed throughout the day.

Anyway, every time Muguo saw it, the tribe members it followed were different.

So when they first heard such a huge and shrill howl, which was different from the sounds of the ferocious beasts in the tribe, the tribesmen thought it was another strange ferocious beast coming to attack the tribe.