The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

"You have just become a flesh body and you can't be affected by the turbid air from the outside world. Besides, the rumor of the golden blood tree has already spread, which will inevitably cause a bloody storm." Ding Baocheng touched his hairy head: "You are hiding now. The ability of spiritual energy is too weak, but anyone who is a bit hypocritical can see your original form when they look at the sky eye. It is better to stay here for safety. In order to be diligent, I will re-enter the world.”

Mu Jige pouted with a bitter face: "I have an enchantment, so I won't be seen by others..."

Ding Baocheng: "I see you now as a walking aura can, or the kind made of top-level spiritual tonic ginseng."

Mu Jige: "..."

Ding Baocheng opened the door and fled decisively with Kong Mingfan, leaving Mu Jige in a mess.

Mu Jige turned back dejectedly, and was taken aback by the smiling Qing Xuzi behind him, her voice was hoarse with a little milky voice: "What are you doing?"

Qing Xuzi held down the child's head that had just reached his chest: "Little disciple, you have fallen into my hands, and you can't escape."

Mu Jige struggled to pull his hand down with a bitter face, and asked, "Why do you have the same face as Kong Mingfan, but I think people just look at you and they are pleasing to the eye, and you are bothered by what you look at?"

Qing Xuzi squinted at him, pretending to be cold and said with a sullen face: "That's because you didn't see the lonely and cold soul hidden under the cheerful appearance of Master."

Mu Jige: "..."

...

"Little brother, is your boss here?" Ding Baocheng knocked on the counter of the cultivation specialty store.

The boy who was sleeping on his stomach at the back raised his head in fright. He looked like a man, except for a pair of slender eyes that were so clear that people couldn't forget them at a glance.

While wiping the wet saliva beside his face with his sleeve, he greeted Ding Baocheng and Kong Mingfan who was standing next to him: "What do you two want to buy? My father has been sick for two days, and I have been watching the store these two days."

"Oh, I promised to make him a beckoning cat, and now I'm sending it to him when it's done." Ding Baocheng put a naive little copper cat the size of a palm on the counter.

It is red all over, with gold on the top of its head and belly. A pair of big vivid eyes are shining in the light. Its claws can move, and they have been shaking back and forth for some reason.There is a circle on the belly that says 【财】.

"Ah! This is really cute." The boss's son picked up the little copper cat, shook its hand and wiped the mist off his face. He was very happy: "How much is it?"

Ding Baocheng: "It's free. By the way, what's wrong with your father?"

The boss's son was stunned, he hesitated and said, "Father told me not to tell outsiders."

Ding Baocheng became interested, looked at Kong Mingfan, and said persuasively, "I'm also a monk, and I have two talents. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Kong Mingfan volunteered to be the trustee, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, he does have two brushes."

Ding Baocheng: "Did you see it? He is so good-looking, so he won't lie. If you have any difficulties, just tell me." I don't know if I can help...

The narrow-eyed young man touched the head of the lucky cat as if he had grasped a straw. He made up his mind for a moment and finally said, "My name is Wei Quan. My father went to Beiyi to buy goods a few days ago, and he passed through Beiyang." , came across an island in the sea..."

There is a demon mountain on the island.

The mountains are very strange, but the island is so cold, but the grass is delicious and the flowers are blooming like brocades, and if you go further inside, there are gold and silver everywhere.

His father, Wei Dahu, and the accompanying caravan were really eye-opening, and some people started picking up treasures on the ground.

But Wei Dahu didn't dare to pick it up, because eight generations of his ancestors were famous monks, but unfortunately, in his grandfather's generation, he had no good bones for cultivation, and he could barely build a foundation, and in his generation, he couldn't even build a foundation. .

He had no choice but to rely on the connections left by his ancestors to open a cultivation supplies store, which was regarded as inheriting his father's business and continuing the family skills of the cultivation family.

After all, Wei Dahu is different from ordinary people after passing down the experience of the previous generations. He knew in his heart that such weird events were either caused by demons or ghosts hit the wall.

But putting so many treasures in front of him is really against the weakness of human nature. Although he really wanted to pick them up with the person who called him to pick them up together, he managed to control his hand and decided to check the situation first. Make a conclusion.

Those people returned along the road with large bags of gold on their backs, but Wei Dahu decided to continue walking inside to take a look, so he parted ways with those people.

They said to go back to the boat and wait for him. There was only one person who didn't pick up anything like Wei Dahu. That person was the head of the Qinglong Escort. No one knew his name, but everyone called him Xuan Ye.

I heard that Master Xuan was also a cultivator before, but then for some reason he abandoned the Tao and started to enter the world to make a living.Not only does he run an escort agency, but he also runs a brothel. It is said that he is the richest among the second-class people in Qingzhou, and he enjoys both black and white dishes.

Ding Baocheng: "And then? They continued to walk in, what did they see?"

"My father didn't say anything more," Wei Quan shook his head and said, "Anyway, his face turned pale when he talked about it, and after that, no matter how much I asked my mother and father, he wouldn't tell us..."

Ding Baocheng said: "Then why did Lord Xuan go with your father?"

"I heard that this trip to Beiyi was proposed by him. He said that there must be many strange stones and treasures in the wilderness of Beiyi. At that time, we can exchange a little with the local aborigines and come back. There will be no shortage of things to exchange spirit stones with the royal family. .” Wei An said.

Ding Baocheng: "Change the spirit stone?"

Wei An looked at him inexplicably, as if he saw a liar: "Xianjun...don't even know this?"

Kong Mingfan said: "Only the emperor has the protective spirit stone. Talented people from all over the world are gathered in Nanzhou. There are strange people everywhere. The spirit stone they researched can ward off evil spirits, and ghosts can't get close."

Ding Baocheng touched his chin, and said indifferently: "I can make a lot of these things at will. Isn't exorcising evil and avoiding ghosts the most basic necessary skill for a cultivator?"

"..." Wei An felt as if he was hugging his thigh.

Ding Baocheng: "Actually, the main reason I came here is to ask your father where he got those junks that he threw at the door before? Is there any? If so, I will have more next time."

Wei An once again began to suspect that he was not just a liar, but also a big liar who liked to brag: "Do you dare to be a junk collector..."

Ding Baocheng: "It's okay for you to think so, so do you still have rags to sell? I don't want other rags, I just want the old-looking bronzes."

"I really don't know." Wei An thought for a while, "Why don't you come with me and ask my father?"

Ding Baocheng nodded: "Okay, is Mingfan with me or waiting for me here?"

Kong Mingfan: "I'll go next door to buy some pens and ink, and I'll wait for you here later."

Ding Baocheng: "Okay, see you later."

Ding Baocheng followed Wei An into his father's bedroom.

Wei An lifted the curtain: "Father, there is a customer who wants to see you and ask you to buy some junk."

"Cough, cough, cough! Let him go! I'm so sick, I don't want to sell junk..." Wei Dahu was so angry when he heard this.

Wei An glanced at Ding Baocheng, and pointed at him with a helpless expression.

Ding Baocheng walked in: "Boss Wei, do you still remember me?"

I saw that the boss, who was chubby but very energetic, was already haggard after only a few days without seeing him, and his face had no blood at all.

When Wei Dahu heard the voice on the clear spring stone, his complexion improved a little. He squinted his eyes and looked at it: "It's you, young man. I don't think it's hard for me not to remember such a good-looking person."

Ding Baocheng smiled and walked over: "I see that your illness is very serious. I came here to ask where did you get the bronze wares I bought from you?"

Wei Dahu's expression froze as if he didn't want to mention it any more, so he sighed and stopped talking: "Oh..."

"If my guess is correct, I should have picked it up on that island, right?" Ding Baocheng asked him, "So it's not your first time to go there, but you knew that there were problems on that island but you didn't stop them, but played wisely to protect yourself. "

"I can't help it..." Wei Dahu looked panicked: "There is a protective spirit stone on that island. Our family's glory is gone, and we can't protect ourselves now. My father is very old. When he was dying, we really couldn't do anything. Just take the risk to go to that golden island once and for all. Who knows, the news still leaked, and Master Xuan asked me to lead the way, so I was forced to go together. But I didn’t expect that he not only wanted the spirit stone, but also wanted to capture the mountain alive. My demon... Alas, I also suffer from this strange disease, day and night I have nightmares and can't sleep..."

Ding Baocheng paused: "Actually, your illness is not without cure. In my opinion, it is just a minor illness. If you believe me, I will treat it for you?"

Wei Dahu sighed: "Little brother, I know you mean well, but my illness..."

Ding Baocheng: "It's just a dream Gu, a trivial matter."

Wei Dahu's face changed instantly when he heard it, "You are serious! You can really see it!"

Ding Baocheng said: "Yes, I will give you a pulse to see how many days you can live."

Wei Dahu: "..."

Ding Baocheng pinched his pulse: "There are about three more days."

Wei Dahu's lips moved, his eyes were full of despair, Wei An directly wailed and began to cry.

Ding Baocheng: "Your father is not dead yet, don't rush to the funeral. I mean he can live for three days before I see a doctor. Don't worry, with me around, he can live another 30 years without any problem."

"I beg you to save my father! If you are a cow or a horse, you will die!" Wei An knelt down.

Ding Baocheng hurriedly helped him up: "However, this dream Gu is a mother-child worm. You must find his mother worm and marinate it into powder, then take it with my elixir, and then he will be cured. This mother worm... is still On the island you went to."

Wei Dahu's expression changed: "There... absolutely can't go there!"

Wei An: "Father, I must cure your illness!" He looked at Ding Baocheng and begged, "I beg the immortal to save my father. If the immortal is willing to take the risk to go to that island, this junior is willing to go with me!"

Ding Baocheng's eyes moved slightly and he said, "That's exactly what I mean, this kind of island is so interesting, how can I miss it."

Author's gossip: I'm going to take an adventure now, I'm hesitant to let Brother Kong go.