Chapter 150 Generous Donation

Zhu Mei looked at the rat-eyed man, her cold face filled with disgust.

He scolded sternly.

"Zhao Dapeng, you have exhausted all your agencies and violated the sect's orders. In the end, you want to force me to marry this fool. You should give up this idea as soon as possible and don't have any wishful thinking."

"Although we, mother and son, are weak, even if we starve to death, we will not enter the same door as your idiot brother."

Zhu Mei threw a cloth bag in her hand and continued in a cold voice.

"Here are ten spiritual stones. Don't disturb us mother and son again."

After saying that, Zhu Mei closed the courtyard door directly.

Zhu Mei's sudden and huge change made Zhao Dapeng not know how to deal with it for a moment, and watched helplessly as his figure was blocked by the courtyard gate.

Why is this widow suddenly willing to pay rent?

The rat-eyed man also had a look of astonishment on his face. This was completely different from what had been discussed last night.

"Brother, what should I do? We agreed to find a wife for me to sleep with."

Zhao Dapeng's face was extremely ugly, turning green and green for a while. After taking a few breaths, he said.

"Let's go back! Her man died outside and all her wealth was lost. With only a pension of fifty spiritual stones, let's see how long she can hold on!"

"But my mother-in-law..."

"I'll just go find you a mortal."

...

In the small courtyard next door, Ai Kun, who had heard the general story, shook his head and sighed.

"Zhu Mei's man's name is Lu Hong. He is a very ambitious man. When he was alive, we had a good relationship. In this cunning world of immortality, we can be considered good friends."

"But I didn't expect that my old man who likes to stay in the city is still alive. He was determined to become a foundation-building monk, but he died early."

"There are unforeseen events in the sky, and misfortunes and blessings for people."

"Stop lamenting here. I don't see you helping other orphans and widowed mothers." Song Wen said angrily.

"I'm a bad old man, I can't even protect myself, how can I help their mother and son..."

After the two chatted for a while, the topic returned to talismans. In the end, Song Wen could not ignore Ai Kun's pleas and agreed to draw two flying talismans for him every day.

Song Wen said that he could not draw a few flying talismans every day. This was not the case at all. The strength of his spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of a late-stage foundation-building monk. The little mental energy consumed in drawing flying talismans would not have any impact on him at all. .

Even if he only used the righteous spiritual power cultivated in the "Longevity Gong", it would be easy for Song Wen to draw ten flying talismans in one breath.

...

Ten days passed quickly in practicing, drawing talismans, and refining elixirs.

After no less than a hundred attempts, regardless of the cost, Song Wen finally figured out the secret to making alchemy.

The last time he made an elixir, he was only one step away from completing it.

Although he failed in the end, Song Wen was confident that after a few attempts, he should be able to successfully refine the Blood Qi Pill.

Just as he was about to go out in disguise, Ai Kun appeared in front of the courtyard.

"Zhang Cheng, have you finished drawing the twenty flying charms you promised me?"

"Already prepared."

As Song Wen spoke, he touched the storage bag on his waist and handed twenty talismans to Ai Kun.

Ai Kun took the talisman and made sure that there was nothing wrong with it. His old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Thank you."

He handed Song Wen a cloth bag.

Song Wen took the cloth bag and checked it with his spiritual sense. There were eighty spiritual stones in it.

The market price of twenty flying talismans when sold to the store is one hundred spirit stones. According to Fang Ning's purchase price of 70%, it should be seventy spirit stones.

"Isn't the number of spiritual stones wrong? Why are there ten more?" Song Wen asked.

Ai Kun said with a smile, "I know that your success rate in making talismans is low, so you just hope to make a living by drawing some talismans and seals. I asked you for help, so naturally I can't let you lose money. Those ten spirit stones are my compensation for you."

"Then you don't have to lose ten spiritual stones?"

Ai Kun smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing we can do about it. Who asked us to make a living in the territory of the Beast Control Sect? We can only accept our fate and be squeezed."

What he didn't say clearly was that Song Wen could help him draw twenty talismans, which would save him a lot of time and mental energy. He could draw some scarce talismans and seals, sell them in the market, and earn high amounts of spiritual stones.

As for common items such as flying talismans, he took them to the Beast Control Sect.

Song Wen didn't ask any more questions and put the spirit stone into his storage bag.

Ai Kun suddenly kept looking at the widow's yard, just like the person in front of the widow's door, with evil intentions, as wretched as they could be.

"You're not plotting against Widow Zhu, are you?" Song Wen stared at Ai Kun with contempt.

Ai Kun's eyes widened, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Then, he lowered his voice and whispered.

"Do you know why Zhu Mei pays the rent so readily?"

Song Wen shook his head, "How could I know."

Ai Kun whispered mysteriously, "She went to Goulan to pick up the guests."

"Goulan?"

Song Wen couldn't believe it.

A few days ago, the scene where Zhu Mei scolded Zhao Dapeng and sternly refused to marry the rat-eyed man was still vivid in his mind. Song Wen still admired Zhu Mei's tenacity, but why did he fall into the trap in a blink of an eye.

Ai Kun sighed, "She is also a miserable person. She probably didn't want her children to suffer, so she refused to marry Zhao Dapeng's brother. After all, that fool started beating people, but he didn't know the severity."

Song Wendao thought of Zhu Mei's eyes that were already covered with crow's feet and her face that looked slightly weathered.

"If she goes to Goulan, can she attract customers?"

Song Wenzhen was worried that with Zhu Mei's beauty, she would not even be able to earn enough rent after working hard for a month.

Ai Kun, who was a bit depressed before, was immediately excited when the topic was mentioned.

"You don't understand this. A wife, a widow, a dignified aunt, a mature woman; any of these images can attract a large number of customers, let alone a combination of the four."

Looking at Ai Kun's energetic appearance, Song Wen teased.

"You seem to be very interested. Have you been there?"

Ai Kun's face immediately darkened, "That can't be possible. I told you before that her husband and I are friends, and a friend's wife should not be bullied. She is in trouble now, and I can't help, but I can't add insult to injury."

"How can it be called adding insult to injury? This is called 'donating generously'!"

Ai Kun looked thoughtful, "What you said seems to make some sense. Let me think about it."

As he said this, Ai Kun walked out the door. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly turned his head.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you not to run around recently, especially at night."

"Why is that? Is the market not peaceful recently?" Song Wen asked in confusion.

Ai Kun nodded, "Recently, there have been a series of casual cultivators missing. Some disappeared in the wild, and some disappeared in the market. In short, you should be careful."

After saying that, Ai Kun disappeared around the corner.

...

A few days later.

Song Wen finally succeeded in refining the first furnace of blood and qi pills, a total of two, which were almost exactly the same as the blood and qi pills he took for the first time at Ji Yin's place.

After looking at the blood and qi pills for a long time, Song Wen calmed down his excitement and opened his mouth to swallow them.

The long-lost blood and qi were quickly consumed, and the feeling of spiritual power surged again.

However, the little blood and qi consumed by Song Wen now had no effect on him.

Song Wen hurriedly operated the "Longevity Skill" to refine the spiritual power of the pill. It took half an hour, and the spiritual power increased by the blood and qi pill was absorbed by Song Wen.

He opened his mouth again and swallowed the second pill...