Ball Ball Cultivation

"Qiuqiu, we have to deal with Xia Yu's next plan. The most important thing is that old ghost."

"Can't the old ghost be caught directly?"

"Of course we can, but neither of us can do it. My original body knows a little bit, but this body doesn't have any magic power, so I can't use any tricks." Qiuqiu explained helplessly.

Wen Yuan's explanation was completely different from Qiuqiu's. "This old ghost didn't do any evil in his life. He has been practicing since his death and hasn't taken any human lives. He just wants to be reincarnated as a human. I have no reason to kill him."

He glanced at Qin Xiao's left hand and said, "You are destined to have a son and a daughter. The son is not your biological child and left you. The daughter did not recognize you when you met her when she was young, but the line of children is becoming increasingly blurred now."

"That is to say, Xia Yu is pregnant with your son, a son who should not have existed. He occupies the body of your son who was destined to die young. As a fetus without a soul, it is not considered as possession. It is enough to repay the parents for raising him. A righteous monk will not kill an old ghost who has not committed a crime. Even if he occupies the embryo, he is occupying the body of a child who does not exist. This is the only chance of survival that the monks tacitly allow to ghosts who died unjustly and persisted in their good intentions."

Qiuqiu: "The one who committed the crime was Xia Yu. It has little to do with the old ghost. It was just picking up the loose ends. If it devours living souls, absorbs people's yang energy, and uses yin energy to harm people, only if it does bad things can Wen Yuan deal with it. This is the rule of the underworld. If it breaks the rules, it will be difficult for us to deal with it, and it may cause more trouble."

Qin Xiao: "My wife is in poor health. There is a temple with a mild climate there. I want to send her there to recuperate for a few years. I will definitely develop a medicine within three years."

Qiuqiu thought for a moment, then took out a small box from his backpack and handed it to Qin Xiao: "This is something we found by chance. It's a good remedy for congenital deficiencies. It's very effective in warming and nourishing the internal organs. Let's see if it works for you."

This is the prescription obtained in Xiaoluan Mountain. Qiuqiu went back to learn about the medicinal materials and efficacy of this world, and he had already determined that this was a prescription for nourishing the heart.

Qin Xiao is a businessman. After unfolding the prescription, he was quite surprised. Three or four of the medicines in it coincided with his current experimental direction. These two people were not ordinary people. Using such an important prescription would require a certain price, and it would be difficult to bargain now.

Qin Xiao: "I don't know how much this prescription is worth, I want to buy it."

Before Qiuqiu could answer, Wen Yuan asked, "I need to cultivate merit. Doing good deeds requires a lot of money. I don't know how to do good deeds now. Can the money be given to your wife so that she can help do good deeds?"

Qin Xiao: He didn't tell me what his wife does for a living, why do I feel like I'm being led around by someone all the time? But facing Wen Yuan's innocent eyes, he nodded.

Wen Yuan still pointed out a clear way for him: "Go to the ancient temple of Mount Tai to pay homage and explain your situation clearly. Maybe you will gain something. The little yellow-haired guy outside can cooperate with you. He has good character and his ancestors have very strong luck." That means that the little yellow-haired guy is a rich man, the kind who has a mountain of gold at home.

Qiuqiu: "You can test the value of that prescription and see if you can get some shares. Transfer the annual dividends directly to your wife in Wen Yuan's name. After all, she is good at charity. Thank you, Boss Qin."

Qiuqiu used his half-baked face reading skills to warn: "You are facing a family disaster. The peach blossom evil has arrived, and the impact on the marriage palace is dim. Your wife is strong and brave. You must explain everything to her clearly. Don't think that you are doing her good by solving it secretly. If you don't handle it well, your marriage will end and it will be difficult to rekindle the relationship."

She really couldn't bear it. When a man faces the temptation that comes to his door, no matter how self-controlled he is, he will have the idea of ​​enjoying the happiness of having two wives. However, once this idea becomes a reality, he will regret it and repent for the rest of his life.

She doesn't quite understand men who cheat and ask for forgiveness, but she feels sorry for women who are hurt by men in what she calls a momentary impulse.

After leaving the hotel and returning to the apartment, Wen Yuan kept studying the map, using the most realistic satellite map to check the places where mountain spirits were most likely to form. Qiuqiu didn't want to disturb him, so he went home to catch up on his sleep.

The next day, Qiuqiu received a picture from the old man who bought the gold bracelet. When he saw the dark gold bracelet, he felt that it did have a bit of an ancient feel.

After chatting with the old man for a while, he gave him the pattern of the jar of copper coins he got from Xiaoluan Mountain. After they negotiated the price, they went to bed peacefully.

I didn't expect that less than 4,000 coins, just three or four strings of cash, would fetch a whopping 400,000. This was after Qiuqiu had secretly hidden over 800 coins. This was much more valuable than the gold bracelet.

The next day, the transaction was completed. Qiuqiu also sold some of the gold jewelry he had dug up from Wen Yuan, keeping only a few exquisite and representative pieces. He also asked the old man to help maintain them.

Without an ID card, Wen Yuan could only travel long distances by car. According to Wen Yuan's calculations, his destination this time was Malian Mountain, a mountain stretching for hundreds of miles, yet no spirits had emerged, only a tiny bit of essence that quickly dissipated. Qiuqiu was puzzled.

Wen Yuan explained, "The rivers have dried up, the earth veins have collapsed, and the mountains have lost all vitality. They have become dead mountains."

"What will happen in the end?"

"Without human destruction, the land will be leveled after countless years due to natural erosion by rainwater."

"Either the sea turns into mulberry fields, or the mountains turn into plains; all are natural changes."

"For mountains with mountain spirits, they will continue to expand, small hills will become large mountains, and large mountains will become mountains. But when the spiritual energy disappears, they can no longer grow and will dissipate."

"Okay, stop being sentimental. Our next destination is here, deep in the mountains and old forests. I'll buy some local specialties for Wen Na's family."

The weather suddenly cooled down and a light drizzle began to fall.

"The road ahead is muddy and it's raining. If the car gets stuck in the mud and can't get out, it will be even more troublesome for us."

"What should we do? There is no inn here."

"Let's find a farmer's house to stay with. We can't stay in the car anyway." Wen Na was already afraid of the cold and now she could hardly bear it.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a fairly spacious farmyard. Qiuqiu went up and knocked on the door. A girl in her teens opened the door and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"It's raining and we want to find a place to stay. Can you ask the adults at home if it's convenient?"

"Grandma, someone wants to stay overnight." An old lady in her sixties or seventies came out. "Come in. We don't know when the rain will stop."

After entering the house, Qiuqiu briefly introduced the two of them, saying that Wen Yuan was his older brother. The two looked 50% similar, and the old couple had no doubts.

Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed. "We often go out to collect folk songs, and usually accommodation costs only a hundred yuan a day. I don't know how much you charge here."

The old man was more down-to-earth: "Why charge for one night's stay? There are plenty of empty rooms." Then he heard the old woman coughing, "Well, you two give me two hundred yuan, and I will kill you an old rooster and stew it for you to eat in the evening." Then she pulled the old man out to kill a chicken.