Chapter 500 Past Life Fairyland Extra 2

Chapter 500 Past Life Fairyland Extra 2

Yingbao started to babble, and stretched out her little hands to hug the little flying squirrel.

Jiang Dalang finally had some knowledge and stopped his third brother: "I saw some runes on Little Flying Squirrel's body lit up. Did he make a contract with Ying Bao?"

Some spirit beasts recognize their masters and will indeed use this method to sign contracts. Although several members of the Jiang family cannot practice, they often sell the spiritual medicine they collect to practitioners, and they also know many secrets of the fairy world.

Jiang Sanlang paused, looked at his daughter, and asked, "Baoer, has this mouse been contracted by you?" Yingbao giggled, broke away from his mother's arms again, and threw himself on the little flying squirrel.

This time the little flying squirrel didn't bite her, but swept its little master's face with its big fluffy tail.

The three brothers immediately laughed, and Chun Niang was relieved.

Later, when they saw the two little ones having a great time playing together, they felt even more relieved.

In the blink of an eye, two days later, Jiang Sanlang took his daughter and went out again with his two brothers.

There is still no wild beast that dares to approach his house. There is not even a wild beast in the vegetable fields and farmland, but the rest of the place has been trampled by wild beasts.

However, Jiang Sanlang found several different types of fruits on the trampled fence, all of which were ripe spiritual fruits.

These spiritual fruits emit a faint brilliance, and they are of extraordinary quality at first glance.

Jiang Sanlang picked up the spirit fruit, which was a pity. If he had known that there were high-level fruits left here, he would have come out to have a look earlier.

"I've never seen this kind of fruit before, can we grow it?" Jiang Erlang came over and asked.

Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "We don't have immortality, so we can't grow spiritual plants."

They live on the edge of the forest, and even if they do grow spiritual plants, they will be destroyed by wild beasts.

Those wild beasts are very fond of spiritual plants, and they can smell them from a long distance away. It is estimated that the seedlings will be eaten up by wild beasts before they bear fruit.

Jiang Erlang felt a little pity, but suddenly he saw Little Flying Squirrel rushing over and snatching the spiritual fruit from Jiang Sanlang's hand.

Yingbao giggled on her father's chest and kept looking at the little flying squirrel.

The little flying squirrel was so proud that it rushed out and flew directly into the forest.

Jiang Sanlang ignored it and continued to search on the ground with his eldest and second brothers.

Suddenly, several rays of spiritual light came this way, and instantly arrived in front of the Jiang brothers.

These people were all dressed in white robes with runes flowing on them.

Several people stood in the air, looking down at the three Jiang brothers. One of them asked curiously: "What method did you use to make the beast retreat?"

Jiang Sanlang was startled, and subconsciously hugged his daughter tightly to his chest, "We don't know either."

These cultivators don't have many good things. Once they know that their daughter has supernatural powers, they will definitely come to rob her.

Another person snorted coldly: "Brother, why bother with them? Just search for souls."

The Jiang brothers shuddered and immediately leaned together, clenching the sickles in their hands.

Several monks sneered when they saw this.

Just as one person was about to use the spell, the first person said: "Junior brother, no, they are just a group of mortals. If the Law Enforcement Hall knows about it, they will be verbose."

Then he waved his sleeves, turned around and walked away with his sword.

The others took a deep look at the Jiang brothers and followed them.

The three brothers of the Jiang family all broke out in a cold sweat. Jiang Dalang said worriedly: "Looking at the looks of those people, it is obvious that they are not willing to give in. They are afraid that one day they will..."

Jiang Sanlang had a sullen face and carried his daughter back to the cellar without saying a word.

He also felt chilly in his heart.

Those monks are all extremely vicious, even if they come from a large sect, they are just like bandits.

How could I have been so careless that I forgot about this and actually put my family in danger?

Ying Bao felt her father's nervousness, patted his chest with her little hands, and screamed twice to express comfort.

Jiang Sanlang sighed, took the girl off his chest and handed it to his wife.

Chun Niang hugged her daughter back and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"

Jiang Sanlang sat down on the blanket, told his wife what had just happened, and finally said: "If those people come again in the future, you can't say anything, and you can't tell them about our daughter."

"I know." Chun Niang frowned, hugged her daughter tightly and said, "How about we wait until the beast tide is over, send our daughter to the county town, and ask my eldest sister to take care of her?"

Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "No, Bao'er can only stay with us." The eldest sister is not the only one in her family. Her husband is a mercenary person, and she cannot let his daughter be in his hands.

"What should we do?" Chun Niang was worried.

Yingbao looked at her father, then at her mother, hugged her mother tightly with her little hands, and rested her little head on her shoulder.

At this time, her consciousness entered the divine palace, looked at the ice on the ground, and then moved to another place.

There was a sea of ​​fire, which made her face turn red.

Ying Bao closed her eyes and slowly merged the two divine palaces according to instinct.

After a while, she became hungry and couldn't help but push into her mother's arms.

This action meant she was hungry. Chun Niang had long understood that and immediately brought the prepared goat milk and fed her a spoonful.

Ying Bao drank a large bowl of goat milk in one breath, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

At night, the little flying squirrel flew back to the cellar and presented a few spiritual fruits to Yingbao like a treasure.

Ying Bao's mouth watered when she saw these fruits full of spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Chun Niang quickly took the fruit, peeled off the peel, mashed the softened pulp in a bowl, and fed it to her daughter.

Ying Bao ate a spiritual fruit as big as an egg, and spiritual energy surged through her body, rushing towards the divine palace.

The divine palace merged faster, and a piece of warm, soft and moist land slowly appeared.

Ying Bao poked the soil with her little fingers and grinned.

According to her inheritance, many beautiful flowers and plants will slowly grow on the warm and moist soil, and delicious fruits will also be produced.

Ying Bao took a sip of saliva and worked harder to integrate the divine palace.

"Squeak! Squeak!" The little flying squirrel pulled at Yingbao a few times, curled up against its little master, closed its eyes and fell asleep.

It flew quite a distance on this trip, and it even asked Linglu to take it for a ride. Later, it ate its fill of fruits on the tree, threw a few more to Linglu, and then came back.

Humph, it didn't tell its owner that its bag had grown a lot and contained many spiritual fruits.

Sure enough, if you follow the right master, its cultivation level will greatly increase. It has already changed from a low-level spirit beast to a middle-level one. After a while, it may become a high-level one, and then it will be able to carry its little master around on its back. .

After the little flying squirrel fell asleep, he had a dream. He dreamed that he came to a small place. He was frightened and ran rampantly until he was knocked out.

When he opened his eyes, he found that his fur was covered with mud and water, and his big tail was all muddy.

The little flying squirrel screamed, flew out of the cellar, and plunged into a nearby ditch to give itself a good scrub.

Ying Bao was woken up by the little flying squirrel. When she opened her eyes, she found that her parents were not there. She looked around but couldn't find them. She immediately grinned and started crying.

"What's wrong?" Chun Niang heard her daughter crying and quickly took the goat milk off the charcoal stove and climbed down the ladder.

He picked up his daughter and patted her: "Mom is here. Don't be afraid, Bao'er. Mom is boiling goat milk for you."

Ying Bao immediately stopped talking and hugged her neck tightly with her little hands.

Chun Niang patted her daughter and said, "It's true that your father is wandering around again now and doesn't even look at my daughter."

She tied her daughter with a cloth bandage around her chest and crawled out of the cellar with her. Then she urinated on her daughter, washed her, and fed her goat milk.

Chun Niang also added the spiritual juice brought back by the little flying squirrel into the goat's milk, "Oh, it would be great if there were eggs. Put some egg yolks in the goat's milk, and Bao'er can grow white and fat."

Yingbao blinked and drank goat's milk while thinking: What are eggs?

A group of colorful pictures suddenly flashed in her mind, a group of large golden birds flying past her eyes, their golden tail feathers emitting flames, just like the one in her divine palace.

As the scene changed, she seemed to see another golden egg, coiled in the middle by a flaming dragon.

Ying Bao blinked again, and those images were gone.

After drinking the milk, Yingbao lay quietly in the cradle and merged with the gods.

Her subconscious told her that as long as she merged the two divine palaces, she would grow up and be able to do many things.

She had memories since she was born, and that person actually tried to kill her after giving birth to her.

The thick murderous intent and resentment almost buried him.

Her survival instinct made her command a beast that was trying to devour her to take her to a safe place.

The beast was very conscientious and took her far and wide in one breath. It wasn't until someone chased behind her to try to save her that Ying Bao ordered the little beast to put her down.

Later, she had parents who loved her.

Ying Bao grinned, thinking that when she grows up, she will repay them well.

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and snowflakes were falling all over the sky.

The beasts were frozen by the extremely cold weather and retreated into the forest.

But some furry beasts remain unmoved and still roam the world.

Therefore, they became the objects of experience for the monks.

Following the footsteps of the monks, the Jiang brothers have already moved back several beasts. They peeled off the skins, dismembered the meat, smoked and hung the selected meats one by one, and waited for them to be sold next spring, which can fetch a lot of money. silver.

These meats contain thin spiritual energy. The monks like to eat them, and ordinary people like them also like to eat them.

When there were no more wild animals around, the villagers began to return.

When they saw the wooden shelves erected in front of the Jiang brothers' home, with strips of bacon hanging on the shelves, they were all a little greedy.

There was a beast wave, and the bold ones got rich, but the timid ones didn't even get to drink the soup.

The clan leader and two clan elders also came to check and asked how they got so much animal meat.

"Of course I picked it up after following some monks." Jiang Sanlang said.

Those monks only wanted spiritual beasts and looked down upon ordinary beasts, so Jiang Sanlang and others waited for the monks to leave before carrying the beasts back.

The clan leader sighed: "Your brothers are so lucky." They also saw one or two dead beasts along the way back, but because the journey was too far, they also had to eat, so they cooked everything and only what they brought back was left. A little bit sporadic.

Seeing that the huts of the Jiang Sanlang brothers were all in good condition, but the rest of the houses in the village had been trampled to pieces by wild beasts, I felt even more uncomfortable. At the same time, I also wondered, what method did they use to prevent the wild beasts from setting foot on them?

But if Jiang Sanlang refuses to talk about this kind of thing, it will be difficult for others to inquire about it.

The patriarch looked at the three brothers who were hesitant to speak, and finally made Jiang Sanlang make up his mind. He said: "Captain, actually, I caught a flying squirrel, and then I used the flying squirrel's urine to spread around. Those beasts I was very disgusted and didn’t come over.”

Then he handed a small jar of urine to the clan leader: "How about you take it back and try it?"

The patriarch looked at the small jar as big as his palm, hesitated for a long time, and finally took it.

Although the beast tide has subsided, there will still be beasts passing through this place. You might as well try it yourself to see if this thing is useful.

He didn't want the whole family to live in the cellar all winter.

The clan elder next to him stretched his head and asked: "Is there any more?"

Jiang Sanlang shook his head expressionlessly: "Little Flying Squirrel is only as big as a palm."

"Oh." The clan elder understood and looked regretfully at the flying squirrel that landed on Jiang Sanlang's head. "It's just its urine."

The little flying squirrel didn't know why, and tilted his head to look at several humans.

A winter passes quickly.

Ying Bao is almost one year old and has already integrated a large area of ​​the Divine Mansion.

The fused land gradually resembled the farmland outside and was very suitable for plant growth, so she planted the spiritual fruit cores found by the little flying squirrel in it.

As expected, these fruit cores have sprouted, three in total.

Yingbao was very happy and often climbed out of the fenced yard to find plants to plant.

At the same time, Chun Niang was also diagnosed with pregnancy, which made Jiang Sanlang extremely happy.

But one day, two monks suddenly came, dressed in white clothes.

Jiang Sanlang recognized these two people and carefully hid his daughter in his arms.

The two of them said arrogantly to Jiang Sanlang: "If you tell the truth, I will spare your life."

Jiang Sanlang said with a cold face: "I don't understand what you two want me to say?"

One person sneered: "Stop pretending, there must be something extraordinary in your house, otherwise why wouldn't those monsters dare to approach?"

Another person also said: "How can you ant-like wastes protect the treasure? Why don't you leave it to me and let us keep it for you? Don't worry, I won't let you suffer."

He threw a gold ingot downward: "Here, here are ten taels of gold, enough to buy the lives of your whole family."

Jiang Sanlang was so angry that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do.

He raised his fist and said, "Senior, I caught a little flying squirrel a few days ago. Its urine can drive away animals. That's all. How can there be any treasures?"

The two sneered: "You are just trying to coax ignorant mortals with your words. You want to coax me. I see you are tired of living!"

After that, he slashed down with his sword and said: "I belong to the Chen family in Zhuque City. Killing you as a mortal is like trampling on an ant."

Jiang Sanlang subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his head and face, but he knew in his heart that he was finished.

There was no way a mortal like him could resist the monk's sword.

At this moment, a flame burst out from behind him and went straight towards the two monks above him.

The speed of this flame was extremely fast. Not only did it swallow up the sword light, it also instantly pierced the chests of the two monks.

The two monks looked down at the big hole in their chests, and before they could see who was plotting against them, they both fell down.

Jiang Sanlang was shocked.

Just as surprised as him were Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang.

They all turned to look at Ying Bao, who was quickly crawling towards the two corpses, and were all shocked.

Then Ying Bao climbed up to the two monks, pulled off the identity tags from their waists, and a brocade bag, and smiled at Jiang Sanlang: "Dad! Here it is!"

Jiang Sanlang knew that the thing was used by the monks for storage. It could hold a lot of things and was very valuable. It was sold in the Zhenbao Pavilion in the county, and one piece was worth more than 200 spiritual stones.