Jiang Sanlang rushed to his daughter, picked her up, looked at the two bodies on the ground, and then quickly looked around.
Fortunately, there was no one around, and these two men probably didn't dare to kill people in front of the whole village, so they chose to do it here.
Jiang Dalang's legs became weak, and he kept muttering: "What should I do? What should I do?"
Jiang Erlang patted his eldest brother and shouted, "Stop talking and bury the bodies quickly!" If people found out that it was the Jiang family who killed two monks, the whole village would be finished.
Jiang Dalang finally reacted and immediately squatted down and began to touch the corpse.
He didn't want to touch the treasure, but wanted to see if these people had any identity proof.
After searching for a while, he found that all the things on the two people were hanging around their waists, so he simply untied their belts.
"What should we do? Where should we bury him?" Jiang Dalang asked his two younger brothers while crying.
Jiang Sanlang looked at his daughter and said, "Bao'er, light another fire and burn these two people."
Yingbao blinked, waved her hand, and a stream of fire rushed straight towards the two corpses.
After a few breaths, only black ash remained on the ground.
Jiang Dalang's hands were shaking as he and his second brother used hoes to bury the dust in the ground.
Jiang Sanlang carried his daughter back home and checked the stolen storage bag and ID card with his elder and second brothers.
The identity card reads, "Chen Chao, the second branch of the Chen family in Suzaku City, is in the early stages of foundation building."
The other one is called Chen Lin, who is also in the early stage of foundation building.
The three Jiang brothers were silent.
Looking at Yingbao again, he was already in awe.
Jiang Sanlang was both excited and scared. What made him excited was that his little girl could kill two foundation-building monks with one move.
What he was afraid of was that if the Chen family from Suzaku City came looking for him, wouldn’t his family be doomed
The Chen family of Zhuque City is one of the most prominent immortal cultivation families here, and their branches are spread across many places.
There is a branch of the Chen family within a hundred miles of them. Although they are also mortals, if they give birth to a child with spiritual roots, someone from Suzaku City will come to take the child away to raise and educate him.
Jiang Erlang didn't care. He took the storage bag and looked at it over and over again. He said regretfully, "It's a pity that we don't have the immortal fate to open it. I don't know what's inside?"
Jiang Dalang didn't dare to look and kept sighing.
Jiang Sanlang thought for a moment, picked up a storage bag and asked his daughter, "Baoer, can you open this?"
Yingbao took the storage bag, tipped it over, and a bunch of things fell out.
The three brothers were stunned, and then ecstatic, because they saw dozens of fluorescent spirit stones inside.
If one spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred gold pieces, these spirit stones alone would be worth thousands of gold pieces.
Jiang Sanlang checked them one by one and found a few pills in a small jade bottle. They were the size of a thumb, round and fragrant.
Before I could take a closer look, the pill in my hand was snatched away by the little girl, stuffed into her mouth, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
"Hey, you can't eat it blindly!" Jiang Sanlang wanted to pick the pill out of his daughter's mouth, but his daughter quickly crawled to the other side with another pill in her hand.
Jiang Sanlang suddenly thought of his daughter's ability and didn't dare to force her. He explained in a gentle voice: "I don't know if these pills are poisonous. If you feel uncomfortable, tell your father immediately."
Yingbao nodded, looked at the pill in her hand, and put it back into her mouth.
The pill contained abundant spiritual energy, which was exactly what she needed. It just replenished what she had consumed previously. At this moment, the spiritual energy in her body was surging, flowing along her tendons and veins to her limbs and bones. She felt so comfortable and there was no discomfort at all.
Jiang Erlang also stared at his niece for a while, then said with a smile, "It looks like these things will be good for Yingbao, so let's leave them all to Yingbao."
Seeing that his daughter was fine, Jiang Sanlang nodded, but still reminded her: "Don't eat too much, understand?"
Yingbao nodded and looked at another storage bag.
Jiang Erlang quickly handed the book in his hand to his niece and asked her to open it.
This storage bag still poured out a bunch of things, including a few pills, some clothes and bedding, etc. There were also two weapons, one was an ordinary dagger, and the other was a scimitar sold by the Treasure Pavilion, which was the lowest-level magic weapon used by Qigong monks.
Jiang Erlang picked up the scimitar and tried it out. It weighed about 40 to 50 kilograms, and it was not something that a mortal could wield. "Alas, no wonder we couldn't take the monk's attack. Just looking at the weight, it's not something we can use."
Jiang Dalang suddenly remembered the sword that attacked them. Why didn’t he see it
He suddenly became nervous: "Erlang Sanlang! Where is the sword that man used?"
Jiang Sanlang also frowned, immediately stood up and ran out of the house.
But after searching for a long time in the place where he and his brothers worked, he found no trace of the sword.
What happened? Did the sword fly away
Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang, who came out to search together, also had serious expressions on their faces. They searched the area within a two-mile radius but still couldn't find it.
Just when he was at a loss, Jiang Sanlang suddenly thought of something and turned around and went home.
At this time, the little girl was already fast asleep, with the furry little flying squirrel snuggling beside her.
Jiang Sanlang said nothing and quietly packed up the things in the house.
He wanted to put the daily necessities of the two monks back into the storage bag, but he had no immortal fate and could not put them in at all.
We can only wait until the little girl wakes up.
The three brothers took the spirit stones and discussed for a long time before deciding to leave them to Yingbao.
Since she has magic, she must need these things. Now, for the sake of my family's safety, I must provide her with all my strength to make her stronger.
In addition to the spirit stones, they also found several books on cultivation techniques, but unfortunately they could not understand a single word.
These characters were different from ordinary words. Each one looked like a ghost's scribble. Jiang Sanlang flipped through them a few times and threw them into the pile of spirit stones, leaving them for his daughter.
He thought that once he had saved up 40,000 gold, he would send his daughter and wife to live in the county town.
No, 40,000 gold is not enough. They also need to buy a small house in the county town so that they can settle down. If their family members come to the city, they can also rest there.
But how can we earn so much money? My parents have never saved up 10,000 gold in their entire lives, let alone 20,000 or even more.
The beast meat and mid-level spiritual medicine obtained from the beast tide last year only sold for more than 4,000 gold. Together with the accumulation from previous years, the total was less than 5,000 gold.
But it is not easy to come across such a good thing as last year. The Jiang family has only encountered this once in all these years, and it was only possible thanks to the little girl.
"Brother, why don't we sell a storage bag and add these miscellaneous items to it, we can collect 20,000 gold and buy a county hukou when the time comes." Jiang Sanlang said to his two brothers, "Yingbao has a talent for cultivation, why don't we send her to the county academy to study, so that our family can have a supporter in the future."
Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang had no objection, but this matter still needed the consent of their parents, after all, the money was kept with them.
Finally, the three brothers talked to their parents, and Old Man Jiang and his wife had no objection.
If a family can produce a cultivator, people will give them some face when they go to the city to sell goods, and their prices will be higher than others. This is an unwritten rule.
But Erlang's wife disagreed. She complained to her husband quietly at night: "Why should we buy a household registration for a child we picked up? Our Huzi is almost four years old. In two or three years, he can go to the city to test his fate. If he is destined to be a fairy, and all the money in the family is given to the child we picked up, wouldn't it delay my Huzi's fate?"
Jiang Erlang frowned and said disapprovingly: "What do you know? If it weren't for Yingbao today, our family would be doomed."
Leng curled her lips and said, "If it weren't for her, how could our family have provoked the people of Suzaku City?"
"Shut up." Jiang Erlang was a little angry and shouted angrily, "Those monks in Suzaku City would rob people who were gathering herbs when they saw them. Who dares to provoke them? Leng, remember, our lives were saved by Yingbao, and the money was earned by Yingbao. Don't be so ignorant. Also, don't talk nonsense about our family affairs to your mother's family in the future, or you will get into trouble."
Leng was scolded by her husband, which made her feel ashamed and dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
A few months passed in the blink of an eye. Yingbao learned to walk and often ran into the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. Sometimes he even ran into the nearby woods with the little flying squirrel.
This frightened Chunniang so much that she carried her daughter on her back and did not allow her to run around.
Yingbao was depressed. After protesting to no avail, she had no choice but to wait for her father to come back.
That day, the village organized people to go into the forest to collect herbs. Yingbao desperately clung to her father and refused to come down: "I want to go! I want to go!"
She was born to love roaming in the wild and didn't like staying on her mother's back, so she had to go to the forest to play with her father.
Jiang Sanlang was helpless, but when he thought about his daughter being able to open the storage bag, he couldn't help but feel moved.
If you bring a storage bag with you when collecting spiritual herbs, you will definitely be able to collect more and bring them back.
Moreover, the gathering team often encountered robberies by monks. Once they encountered this, all their hard work for one or two months would be wasted.
However, those who rob spiritual medicines rarely kill people, so it should be fine for me to take my daughter with me.
Thinking of this, Jiang Sanlang readily agreed to his daughter's request.
Chunniang was a little dissatisfied and wanted to go with them, but she was pregnant and it was not suitable for her to explore the Monster Forest.
When Yingbao saw that her father agreed, she danced with joy and grabbed the little flying mouse and said, "Shushu will go too."
The little flying squirrel is particularly good at finding spiritual plants. If you take it with you, you will definitely be able to pick a lot of delicious spiritual fruits.
So the villagers prepared for two days and went into the forest together.
This time Jiang Dalang did not go, but asked his eldest son Jiang Cheng to go with Jiang Erlang and Jiang Sanlang.
Jiang Sanlang wore a bamboo hat, carried his daughter on his back, and headed into the forest, cutting through the thorns and brambles along the way.
Xiaoyingbao's head and face were also wrapped with a cloth soaked in medicine, leaving only her two eyes exposed.
Because there are many poisonous insects in the forest, such as mosquitoes, leeches, poisonous spiders, ticks, etc., if you are accidentally bitten by one, you may die.
But the villagers have learned how to avoid these insects, and every time they go into the forest, they bring a lot of anthelmintics.
For example, the clothes they wear and the boots on their feet are all soaked in insect repellent, and the hats woven from herbs can protect their heads and faces from being bitten by poisonous insects and snakes falling from the trees.
After the group walked deep into the dense forest, they began to walk forward in a line. To prevent getting separated, they blew special whistles from time to time.
Yingbao stared with her big eyes, scanning the surrounding plants without blinking. Once she saw something glowing, she would urge her father to go over and pick it.
Before he knew it, the medicine basket on Jiang Sanlang's waist was full, and he hurriedly asked his daughter to put all the good-looking ones into the storage bag.
The storage bag was hidden in the girl's arms and no one else could see it.
What Jiang Sanlang didn't know was that his daughter actually felt uncomfortable and had already put the storage bag into her spiritual palace.
Of course, the spiritual plants that her father asked her to collect were also collected by her into the Divine Palace.
When they rested in the evening, everyone silently compared the spiritual plants they had picked with everyone else. It turned out that Jiang Sanlang, Jiang Erlang and Jiang Cheng had the fullest medicine baskets.
Especially Jiang Sanlang, he actually picked several mid-level spiritual medicines.
Everyone was very curious and came over to ask, "Sanlang, why are you so lucky today?"
Many mid-level spiritual medicines are good at camouflage, and some are guarded by poisonous insects or monsters. The herbalists may get hurt if they are not careful, or they may not be able to identify them at all. So if everyone can get two or three plants safely during a trip, they are considered lucky. They are not like Jiang Sanlang who picked several plants on the first day.
Jiang Sanlang laughed and said perfunctorily: "You are indeed lucky today, and you will be lucky tomorrow as well."
Seeing that he was speaking vaguely, the villagers did not ask more questions and began to prepare their sleeping places for the night.
Then he took out some dry food and ate it, drinking the water in the bamboo tube he brought with him.
Yingbao took out a few steamed buns from the storage bag and shared them with her father and others, while she held a bamboo tube and drank goat milk.
Of course, when doing this, my father, my second uncle and my eldest cousin surrounded her to block other people's view.
After walking all day, everyone was very tired. After arranging the names of the people who would be on night watch, they huddled together and fell asleep.
They held the medicine baskets in their arms, covered their bodies and heads with special insect-proof and animal-proof quilts, and huddled together with their backs against each other.
There were two people on guard in the first half of the night, and another two in the second half.
Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Erlang staggered their shifts, with the second brother on duty in the first half of the night and he in the second half.
Yingbao was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly awakened by a slight sound. She opened her eyes alertly, and a golden light flashed in her eyes. She saw a group of reptiles slowly approaching.
These bugs were disgusting, but some of them had flashes of inspiration in their bellies.
Yingbao's eyes lit up, and she immediately pulled her little hands out of her father's arms and pointed at the bugs.
Several extremely thin icicles flew out and directly nailed the insects to the ground.
The insects made a squeaking sound, which soon alarmed the night watchman.
"Oh no! Something's happening! Everyone, hurry up!" Jiang Sanlang immediately warned. If it weren't for the little girl's sudden action, he wouldn't have noticed that the area was surrounded by terrible insects.
"Light the torches!" the experienced villagers said hurriedly.
They were in the forest and did not light a fire at night for fear of attracting nearby monsters, but they could no longer care about that.
Everyone lit up the prepared torches, then stood in a circle with their backs to each other, looking around vigilantly.
Under the light of the torches, the long black worms all stood up their front halves, forming a dark mass. Each one was as thick as a wrist. At this moment, they looked like terrifying black snakes, staring straight at the dozens of delicious humans in front of them, as if they would pounce on them in the next second.
"So many demon insects?" Everyone gasped and their legs and feet began to tremble.
Someone cursed inwardly: "What the hell! How did we encounter these things?" These demonic insects are the product of the Dark Canyon. The villagers have only seen them in propaganda posters in the county town. Today is the first time they have seen their true appearance, and they know they are doomed.
One villager was so frightened that he almost peed his pants and couldn’t help crying: “It’s all over! We are going to die here today!” His son was only three years old. If he died, how would such a young child and his mother survive