Chapter 254 Great Power

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the old storyteller slowly closed the folding fan and hid Xingmu in his cuffs.

Between the many figures, Su Zimo blinked, and when he looked again, the old man had disappeared!

Su Zimo frowned and pondered for a while before heading towards his residence.

Just after Su Zimo left Yongxingfang, the old storyteller appeared out of nowhere, and wandered into a corner where no one was there.

Lin Xuanji was standing there, bored.

Seeing the old man coming over, Lin Xuanji hurriedly stepped forward with anticipation in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Old man, how is it, do you see something?"

"I can't see that this son's life has been changed against the sky, and the trajectory is completely messed up." The old man shook his head.

Lin Xuanji asked again, "What about that black dog? Can you tell what race it is?"

"That shouldn't be a dog." The old man frowned.

"Nonsense, I know it's not a dog!"

Lin Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, "Old man, with your knowledge, you can't even recognize its origin?"

The old man squinted his eyes thoughtfully, shook his head and said, "I can't tell, but this black dog is really not simple. I can feel a unique aura on it, very pure."

"What breath?"

"The smell of killing!"

The old man said: "Although you lost the chance to breed a dragon this time, if you can abduct this black dog, it is estimated that it will not be too bad in the future."

Lin Xuanji touched his chin, rolled his eyes, and made up his mind.

The old man seemed to think of something again, frowned, thoughtfully, and murmured softly, "That girl..."

...

Along the way, Su Zimo could feel that the little girl had been following behind him.

After a long time, Su Zimo returned to the rented house, stopped and turned to look.

The little girl was caught off guard, and panic flashed in her eyes.

Su Zimo paced towards the little girl.

The little girl seemed a little scared and wanted to step back, but held back.

"Why are you following me?" Su Zimo came to him and asked softly.

"It's the first time someone has given me clothes to wear." The little girl said timidly, blinking her big watery eyes.

Su Zimo's heart softened and he asked again, "You have nowhere to go?"

The little girl nodded.

"Well, from today onwards, you can live here."

Su Zimo pointed to the house behind him, and said with a smile, "But I only rented it for a year, so I can only guarantee you to live for a year for now."

"Thank you." A smile finally appeared on the little girl's face.

Su Zimo walked into the house with the little girl and asked casually, "My name is Su Zimo, what's your name?"

"Nian Qi." The little girl was much less wary of Su Zimo, and there was a hint of vitality in her voice.

This house faces south, with the Jishui River as the back. It occupies a large area and has many rooms. Nianqi found a room at random and stayed there.

Su Zimo went out, bought some clothes for Nianqi, brought some food, and put it at the door of Nianqi's room.

After doing this, Su Zimo came to the courtyard and took out a wooden plaque from the storage bag.

Since you want to open a refining room, you need a name.

Looking at Ye Ling who was patrolling the yard, Su Zimo smiled and said to himself, "Let's call it Moling Crafting Workshop."

Su Zimo used his finger as a sword and carved five large characters on the wooden plaque.

At this moment, with a creak, the door of the room behind him opened.

Su Zimo looked back and saw a girl with skin that was better than snow standing at the door.

Su Zimo was slightly startled.

Nian Qi washed off the stains on his face, and it seemed as if he had changed himself.

But for some reason, Nian Qi's hair was still yellow and curled, like a withered grass branch, without any luster, which was a little out of tune with this slick-skinned face.

Su Zimo didn't think much about it, but thought it was because Nian Qi had suffered too much over the years and his body was weak.

After a year and a half of recuperation, it will return to normal.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Nianqi came over, looked at the wooden plaque in Su Zimo's hand, and murmured, "Mo Ling's Item Refining Workshop... Young Master is planning to open a Item Refining Workshop here?"

"Yes." Su Zimo nodded.

Nian Qi moved her lips and hesitated.

"Just say something." Su Zimo smiled.

Nianqi said: "Although I don't know about refining tools, I have been wandering in the city all these years. The location where the son is located is suitable for living, but it is not suitable for opening a refining workshop, and no one will come."

The monks who are familiar with Wangcheng's custom-made spiritual tools will definitely go to Yongxingfang, because the refining workshops in Wangcheng are all on that street.

The monks who are not familiar with Wangcheng will go to Yongxingfang if they ask anyone casually.

In Nianqi's view, Su Zimo opened the workshop here, and no one would visit it at all.

Su Zimo was not worried, smiled and said, "My Item Refining Workshop is different, don't worry."

Nian Qi nodded knowingly.

Su Zimo pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down, hold this stone and I'll take a look."

On the table, there was also a stone the size of a baby's fist, which was a spirit-measuring stone that Su Zimo had just bought.

Nian Qi stretched out his palm and held the Spirit Test Stone.

After half a sound, the spirit detection stone did not change.

Su Zimo sighed in his heart.

He originally had a glimmer of hope, maybe Nianqi had spiritual roots and could step into practice.

But he also knew in his heart that this possibility was extremely low.

There are many real people of Jindan in the royal city, and there may even be a true emperor of Yuanying. If Nianqi had spiritual roots, he would have been taken away long ago and put in the door.

Now that the spirit stone has not changed, Su Zimo knows that Nianqi, like him, is also an ordinary person without spiritual roots.

Nian Qi seemed to realize something, and said quickly, "Master, although I don't have spiritual roots, I have great strength and can help you do a lot of things. You, don't drive me away."

"fine."

Su Zimo shook his head, afraid that Nianqi would think too much, so he changed the subject and asked, "You said just now that you are very strong, how strong are you?"

"It's very big."

Nian Qi blinked and said, "I never dared to show it before, for fear that others would lock me up as a monster."

Su Zimo laughed dumbly.

In Su Zimo's view, Nianqi was just boasting as much as possible, fearing that he would be driven away.

How powerful can such a little girl with thin arms and legs be?

Su Zimo moved in his heart and wanted to tease Nian Qi, so he took out the black gold silk armor from the storage bag, put it gently on the table, and said, "This is a silk armor, you can pick it up. Is it?"

"Of course you can."

Nian Qi nodded naturally, grabbed the corner of the black gold silk armor with one hand, and lifted it up.

Do not move!

"what?"

Nian Qi was stunned for a moment.

Su Zimo smiled inwardly, but on the surface he remained calm.

Nian Qi stood up, frowned slightly, looked at the black gold silk armor in disbelief, and took it up with his other hand.

Seeing that Nianqi had to try, Su Zimo waved his hands and said, "Forget it, this black gold silk armor is actually heavy..."

Su Zimo's voice stopped abruptly and bounced off the seat, stunned.

I saw Nian Qi's arms trembling, her cheeks flushed, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and the black gold silk armor was really lifted from the table by her!