Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

"Are you going to sell me? No, believe it or not, I let you stay in Yundu City..." The young sect master was halfway through speaking, and suddenly stuck like a chicken being strangled by its neck.

Yundu City is the largest city under the jurisdiction of Chongdaomen.

The servant next to him seemed to be very desperate for the young master's IQ, covering half of his face, for fear of being affected by the actions of others: "Master, this is not Yundu City..."

This is the territory of the Sanshan School.

The young master's face was green and pale, and he shook his sleeves unwillingly, leaving behind a villain's standard declaration: "Don't be complacent, young master, I will come back!"

So go.

Sinan looked at him, feeling that this cannon fodder-style villain's behavior was very familiar, and searched carefully in his mind, and found that it was indeed a famous character in the book——

The young sect master of the Chongdao Sect, isn't this the one who sent him to his disciple's face at the Immortal Dao Conference?

Sure enough, it wasn't the cannon fodder specially arranged in the book, and the IQ was not so low.

"It's really disappointing." Sinan said softly, looking at the back of the young master of Chongdaomen.

"Yeah." His well-behaved little disciple also nodded unhappily beside him.

On the first day of opening, Sinan's chicken business went smoothly. It is hard to find chickens now, not to mention good chickens of this quality.

However, compared with the official soul chicken of Huan Yanjun, which was sold out instantly when it was launched, and could not be bought in the market even if it was fried for thousands of times, the market is still very different.

People lamented that they couldn't buy Lord Huanyan's spiritual chicken even with the spirit stones in their hands, completely unaware that the casual cultivator in Tsing Yi on the side of the road who counted money in a low-key way was Lord Yanyan himself.

In order to avoid looting or even stampede incidents caused by the star halo of the comprehension world, Sinan felt more and more that he should cover his vest.

For peace in the comprehension world.

That night, they stayed in the backyard of the store run by the outer sect of the Sanshan School at the foot of the mountain. It was a well-guarded small courtyard, but compared with the inside of the sect, the situation was still worse.

At night, as expected, there were some unusual noises.

"Clack, cluck, cluck." After a burst of strange birdsong, Cheng Xuzhi was a little surprised to find that a strange visitor appeared in his room.

The big white goose paced carefully on the ground, staring at the boy sleeping on the bed with small eyes. Seeing Cheng Xuzhi sitting up, he immediately flapped his wings and turned into a young man with a fairy-like spirit, waving a feather fan and lying on the bed. on the ground.

He made a very bold gift that was completely different from the appearance: "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Cheng Xuzhi probably knew who this was—the White Goose, the number one general of the Bird Clan who ranked higher than Kong Diao.

He couldn't remember the name at all, because the group of bird monsters only knew bad things about "White Goose" in his ears.

The white goose looks gentle, has a fierce personality, is strong in combat and holds grudges. After receiving the news from his companions, he has been squatting at the foot of the Sanshan School. He was originally a foreign aid. Unexpectedly, he was so lucky. Your Majesty.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go back to the Western Continent with your subordinates? Those cowards are afraid that you will get hurt if you go back, and with your subordinates around, who would dare to hurt you?" ? But today I saw you with a casual cultivator in Tsing Yi, who is that person? Is it an enemy or a friend, do you need subordinates..."

The white-feathered goose fanned its feathers across its neck, and its eyes lit up: "Give him some color."

Cheng Xuzhi originally thought that he would be very happy that a hero from the rivers and lakes came to support him.

But he knew very well in his heart that no matter how unreliable the white goose looked, he was also a top venerable in the demon world, unlike the idiot in the daytime.If he makes a move, Sinan will be injured at least, and at worst...

"No need!" Cheng Xuzhi frowned, blurting out with a dangerous look.

The white-haired goose was stunned, and subconsciously shrank its neck: "This subordinate misunderstood, please don't be angry!"

Cheng Xuzhi paused.

Are you angry?

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about that person's affairs. Tomorrow, you just need to observe secretly, there is no danger, and you don't need to come out. As for returning to the Western Continent, don't mention it yet. "

He still has a task, and the task that the system requires to add obstacles to Ming Ke has not been completed.

If it wasn't for the mission, he...

He didn't seem to really want to go back to the Western Continent.

The appearance of the white goose made Cheng Xuzhi's heart a little confused, and the notebook of vengeance seemed to be blown by the wind, and it was flipped over quickly, and it was a little bit unclear what was written on it.

"Go away, I'm going to sleep." In the end, he chose to drive the culprit away.

After a good night's sleep, Sinan woke up refreshed the next day.Unlike all the outer disciples and stewards at the foot of the mountain, even though his cultivation was still there and he still didn't need to eat, Sinan still ate breakfast according to the custom of the mortal world.

A handful of ling rice like green rice is used to cook porridge with eggs laid by his own chickens. The eggs are fried until one side is browned and the other side is semi-solidified. Sprinkled with sesame seeds and salt and pepper, the taste is smooth and tender, and it is very delicious.

Free-range chicken eggs are different from supermarket eggs in reality. They are small in size, dark in yolk, and less in egg white. They are delicious and smooth when fried, not to mention that they eat spiritual fruits and grass seeds from the mountain, and are raised with spiritual rice. Chicken lays eggs.

taste good.

Sinan made another hot spring egg. Unfortunately, there is no soy sauce at the foot of the mountain, and there is no Japanese mirin. It is a little lacking, but it is enough to eat.

Compared to him enjoying delicious food and having a good morning, little disciple Cheng Xuzhi is much worse.

"Xu Zhi, what's wrong with you?" Sinan was startled when he saw Cheng Xuzhi who pushed the door in.

There are two layers of dark circles under the eyes, are they punched by me in the middle of the night?

After much deliberation, this explanation turned out to be the most reasonable.

Cheng Xuzhi looked at him with a complicated expression, moved his mouth, and finally just said "um".

Hey, the child is grown up, so he doesn't talk about his worries.

Sinan instantly had the mentality of an old monk on the mountain. Look, the young disciple has only been down the mountain for a few days, and he already has an inexplicable heavy burden.

Completely unaware that this heavy burden comes from himself.

And all of this was placed in the outer door steward, which was another layer of doubts.

Due to Sinan's emphasis and disguise, the head of the house did not tell the steward here about his identity.

In the steward's mind, this is a monk whose identity is a mystery, but who has been specially taken care of by the inner sect. He has never used any Taoist swordsmanship, and he doesn't even seem to have bigu.

His practice is low, but he undertakes the important work entrusted by Lord Yan Yan; he doesn't have any inner sect logo on his body, but even the collar of the young disciple who follows him has the inner sect disciple's logo...

In an instant, the steward had his own guess——

This may be Huan Yanjun's "people around"!

Thinking of this, the attitude of the outer sect manager became even more respectful.

Sinan didn't know what new identity he had. He drove his "bad horse" and that "broken car" all the way to the place he was familiar with yesterday.

He actually waited there for a few familiar people.

"Friend Daoist, can you still buy your spiritual chicken today?"

"Is it one per person, or one per person per day?"

"Fellow Daoist, I took your spirit chicken back yesterday to make soup. The soup is so fresh that even someone like me, who doesn't know how to cook, can cook delicious food. After eating it, I feel more comfortable. It's just... really high-quality!"

……

Sinan was really taken aback.

Spirit chickens are delicious, probably because many people in the market don’t know how to raise them, and they just raise them casually. Naturally, they are not as delicious as Sinan’s scientific free-range feeding method with regular nutritional supplements.

The effect of Keling chicken...

If the head and other elders feel good because of psychological reasons, how could these people feel similarly if they don't know his true identity?

Is there really something special about the spiritual chicken in the realm of comprehension?

Sinan became excited in an instant, and there were many inspirations that could be studied and developed in his mind.If the development of "medicinal diet" in the realm of self-cultivation also has the effect similar to that of natural treasures, then the market for breeding, the prospect of hybridization...

This market research really pays off!He discovered a huge piece of information that he had missed before, and he was still looking at these species in the cultivation world from the perspective of the real world. He was wrong, very wrong.

Sinan fell into excitement for a moment, and didn't even notice a sneaky and familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Oh, Master Ben's baby!" A scream interrupted Sinan's imagination.

Sinan shook his head regretfully, but unfortunately he could no longer remember what he had just thought.

Hey, his intuition told him that the cultivation world lost [-] million just now.

He raised his head and looked at the prodigal son who caused heavy losses to the cultivation world. It was the familiar face from yesterday.The young master of Chongdaomen was expressing his grief with an exaggerated expression and poor acting skills: "The baby I have raised for 18 years has been eaten by this damn chicken!"

Everyone took a closer look, and saw a red-feathered rooster in the cage stretching its neck "gudong", and swallowing a shiny insect in its mouth.

"Isn't this a scorpion?" A buyer next to him muttered, "It's just too big. I just killed two of them at the inn yesterday."

It's just that the young sect master will definitely not listen to such words.

He covered his ears and started his performance: "If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't give up!"

The servant at the back once again covered half of his face in deep embarrassment.

Sinan was very calm, but looked at the red-feathered rooster with some regret.

I don't know if these foreign insects from the cultivation world have some kind of germs on their bodies. The insects raised by the aura zerg on Lingji Peak are all nourished by aura.

After eating this foreign bug, this chicken is dirty.

Observation is lost.

"What do you want to say?" Sinan thought to himself, it would be good if he didn't ask you for compensation for a chicken, and you still want to talk to me?

200 meters behind me is the shop of the Sanshan faction. Just now, the little steward at the door went in to report the news, do you know that?

Sinan doesn't have any offensive power for the time being, but he has no emptiness in his heart.

It’s just that other people don’t know about it yet, so the young sect master of Chongdao Sect held his head high and proudly: “Explanation? I don’t ask too much. If you pay me for this car, you can salute me and apologize, and this matter will be over. It’s in Sanshan School, it’s cheaper for you!”

According to the usual habits of the young sect master, this time it really... made a huge concession.

"...Salute?" Sinan didn't understand, "Are you sure you won't regret it?"

He could remember that the sect master of Chongdaomen had to discuss friendship with Mingke's peers. Mr. Huan Yan was the youngest genius in the real person's generation in the early Yuan Dynasty. The master of Chongdaomen met him immediately. A teacher uncle.

He didn't want to salute, not for his own consideration, but because he was worried that the poor kid opposite would be beaten into a sieve by his father.

The kind of sieve that can see the scenery from one side to the other side through the body.

Although Sinan's attitude was still based on the tolerance of the younger generation and his condolences for the young master's next situation, the other person was not happy at first.

When he heard that Sinan's car was about to be seized, Cheng Xuzhi returned the car and sat relaxed, even thinking about how long this would make Sinan feel distressed for a short time, but when he heard that the other party wanted Sinan to salute, His face drooped all of a sudden.

become particularly gloomy.

The white goose in the crowd saw it and immediately shivered.

This is Feng Zun, whom everyone fears in the Western Continent. He thought that Feng Zun had a better temper now.

It really was just an illusion.

Cheng Xuzhi squinted to find the white goose, hid behind the car, and waved him gently to come over.

"Respect...Master?" the white goose asked cautiously in a low voice.

"Go, take him out and beat him up, you can deal with him as you like." That's what he said, but judging by Feng Zun's expression, it's not as easy as simply "beat him up".

The white goose looked hesitantly at the two groups of people outside: "Who are you hitting?"

Cheng Xuzhi was so angry that he fell backwards: "Who else can it be? The one who doesn't have eyes to look for trouble! Didn't I say, you come out if there is danger, what about you?"

The white goose rubbed the back of its head with its fan: "Aren't you in danger..."

Oh, he understood, His Majesty said that the monk in Tsing Yi was in danger.

The white goose was in a daze, how could he remember that his lord said yesterday that "you don't have to worry about that person's affairs"?

Besides, in the eyes of General White Goose, who has come out of the primitive violence and slaughter in the Western Continent, what kind of danger is this in front of him, isn't it just an apology?In their territory, as long as their skills are not as good as others, even being called "Grandpa Demon King" is a trivial matter.

Even if it's dangerous...

The white-feathered goose thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration——

Your Majesty's back and forth attitude, this kind of weird thinking, you still have to stay in a dangerous place when you are already free, obviously that monk in blue is vulnerable, and your Majesty did not run away, this is clearly... …

That person may be His Holiness' "person next to him"!

So, before Sinan waited for the steward to come over and turn the young sect master to his father, he saw a young man with a warm smile and fluttering white clothes appearing in front of him, waving his fan behind his back——

The young sect master, who was dressed as dazzlingly as a red envelope, changed from a high-spirited villain to a shooting star in the sky.

Sinan: ...

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this...

Immediately afterwards, the young man in white stared at him brightly, and blurted out: "You are... Madam!"

Cheng Xuzhi, who turned around in satisfaction from behind, stood there as if struck by lightning.

Sinan: "???"

Not far away, Ming Ke, who won the first round at the Immortal Dao Conference and lost 49 people in a row, was flying with his sword to report the good news to his master, and picked up a shiny "falling object" halfway through the flight.

Just as he was carrying this unlucky bastard towards his master, he heard the exclamation of the monk in white with his excellent hearing.

Ming Ke watched in shock as his master was called "Madam", and almost fell off the sword.

"Master Master?"

And the young sect master, who flew halfway in fear and was relieved after being rescued, shivered when he saw the face of the wounder appearing in front of him again.

Hearing the hero who saved him again, he opened his mouth and called the monk in blue "Master", his heart trembled, and his strings completely collapsed.

Ruined.

The young sect master fainted from fright in the tiger's den and wolf's den.

And the embarrassing scene in front of him seemed to need someone to deal with it.

Sinan looked at the monk in white in surprise: "Did you recognize the wrong person? Madam? Where is it?"

"It's just..." the white-clothed monk just said a word, and was immediately covered by a pair of small hands.

Cheng Xuzhi's anxious face appeared from behind: "This is my friend in the mortal world, the idiot Ergouzi from the village. Everyone says he has a problem here."

Said, pointing to his head.

Ming Ke was still a very innocent child, and immediately glanced up and down at the white goose with regretful eyes, deeply feeling the injustice in the world, there is something wrong with his brain even though he has such a good qualification as a Taoist friend.

Sinan looked at the clean and tidy clothes on this "two dog" and his sunny and fresh temperament, and thought silently: I believe you are a ghost.

And the white goose:? ? ?

Your Majesty, why did you harm me!

You know I hate dogs the most!

The author has something to say: General White-feathered Goose has been a tyrant in the demon world since he was a child. He punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai dog pen. He likes to bully dog ​​demons the most.

Your Excellency: Just right, the dog I hate the most is called Ergou, so I will let you inherit this name!

The white goose was so angry that he killed the king.

The reason why I still want to watch the excitement is because the problem is not serious, and I know that Sinan can handle it.Cheng Xuzhi's mood before was probably: Let's fight, I can't bear it, don't fight, I feel itchy.Now there is a change, and I start to think about why I am reluctant and itchy.

There will be more tomorrow~ Tomorrow's update comment will send red envelopes to everyone!Happy New Year!

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The feathers of the White Goose General are very suitable for making down jackets. Tomorrow Sinan will pluck them for you to keep out the cold.mwah!