CH 4

"Fairy tea?" Wang Jin picked up the teacup, looked around, and jokingly said, "Don't you still say this is a fairyland?

" The young master of the Wang family is really smart."

"..." Wang Jin sprayed out his tea as soon as he took a sip, spraying it all over the table.

The old man looked at the tea distressedly: "This tea is a spiritual thing, you are so reckless!"

Although he said so, the old man waved again and poured another cup of tea for Wang Jin: "This time, you are not allowed to spray it."

For some reason, the old man's words seemed to have the function of confusing people, making him pick up the teacup and drink the tea again in a ignorant manner. After drinking, he felt comfortable all over his body, and his whole body was relaxed. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling refreshed.

The old man squinted and stroked the beard under his mouth with a look of relief.

"Finally the cause and effect have been calculated." As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and many translucent spell-like things appeared in front of Wang Jin. The old man said, "Come on, let's choose."

"?" Wang Jin looked puzzled. : "What to choose?"

The old man looked helpless: "Naturally choose what you think in your heart."

Seeing that Wang Jin still didn't understand, the old man said: "Is it uncomfortable to go to another world? No food, no drink, no clothes to use, and there’s no one to serve you, right?”

Wang Jin nodded fiercely, and the old man narrowed his eyes and said, “So, choose, if you choose eating, with it, you have endless food, if you choose wearing, with it you have an infinity of clothes, this one, you will have any practical tool, and this one..."

It took a quarter of an hour to explain these things, the old man let out a long breath and said: "Choose."

Wang Jin blinked, and the feeling of ignorance dissipated a lot, he looked at the old man slyly and said: "Only children will choose, I want them all!"

The old man's squinted eyes opened suddenly, and his face was stained with anger: "Insatiable greed!"

Wang Jin frowned dissatisfiedly: "You only said you want me to choose, but you didn't say only one , I choose all and nothing is wrong."

The old man was choked speechless, his face became very ugly, he stood up, turned around and left, turned back after a while, looked at Wang Jin and muttered in a low voice: "No, if I go back like this, it’s not easy to explain to those people who are looking for death and life, and it’s not good to spit back the Wang family’s money, Xingjun Palace still needs money to repair.”

“Huh? What did you say?” Wang Jin also stood up .

The old man looked at Wang Jin's ignorant expression, and it was really uncomfortable to hold his breath.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Jin's nose, and said angrily: "I said, how can you and your group of guest you raised in the mansion are so capable! If it’s not for the sake of money, I..."

Seemed to realize that he said what he should’t say, the old man hurriedly stopped talking, but Wang Jin was very perceptive: "Money? You came here because of the money?"

“Of course I came here to settle the turmoil in the underworld, do you know that the twenty-seven guests in your mansion were all looking for death for you?"

Wang Jin shook his head innocently. He was dead, how did he know?

However, those people had eaten and drank from him for several years, but he never expected for them to be so loyal. Wang Jin stroked his chin proudly: "Those people still have a conscience."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched: "Those people are disturbing the peace of the underworld these days. These evil deeds, all is their fault."

"Huh? Why?" Wang Jin objected.

The old man said: "Because they are for you!"

"..." Wang Jin's face twitched.

Seeing this, the old man cunningly comforted him and said: "Of course, because your wang family had accumulated virtues for generations, and donated all the money to the heavens in this life. That's why you were resurrected in another world, you have to know how to be grateful..."

"Shut up! is it worth to be grateful after I live as a lunatic? is there something to be grateful for?" Wang Jin's values​​were hit.

The old man coughed guiltily: "It's a little unexpected. A fairy friend crossed the tribulation, tore up the space, and disturbed the timeline..."

"I don't understand what you said, but I know that I’m very sad." Wang Jin said aggrievedly when he thought of his previous experience.

The old man said: "So, aren’t I going to give you abilities?, every ability here can make you happy for the rest of your life, you can choose one..."

The old man painstakingly persuaded, Wang Jin didn't listen anymore. From his confusion, he finally figured out what was going on with the old man.

This man was here to pay off the debt! Because he took his own money!

Wang Jin became more confident: "There's nothing to say, it's only natural since you owe me money, and I'll take them all!"

Before the old man finished speaking, his face flushed from holding back, and he said in a deep voice: "You can think clearly, the blessing is limited, greedy...the ending is not necessarily good."

Wang Jin waved his hand: "I think clearly."

The old man was silent for a while, and asked, "No regrets."

"No regrets!" Wang Jin said firmly.

"Okay." The old man sneered, "As expected of a merchant, he won’t take any losses, but it's a pity..."

Wang Jin couldn't understand what he said next, he just felt that many things flew towards him, and then disappeared after entering his body, his mind became very dizzy, his eyes were gray and he couldn't see clearly.

The old man's voice came from afar: "If you want everything, you can't get it only with the merits of the Wang family. I will give you a part of all the abilities. From then on, you have all the formula for the food, medicine, and tools you have ever known, but you need to find the materials and make it yourself."

After saying that, Wang Jin woke up slowly.

Lying on the bed he first woke up from, he sat up in a daze...

This... was still that poor place! Was that just a dream?

What a strange dream.

Wang Jin frowned and got out of the bed, the pain on his body eased a lot, but the bruises were still there.

He walked out, and the man was sitting at the door, with a pile of weeds in front of him.

When Wang Jin saw him, he retreated vigilantly.

Seeing his appearance, the man smiled and shook his head: "Little lunatic, am I so scary?"

After speaking, the man seemed to be afraid of making him cry, so he turned his eyes away.

"I'm not a lunatic." Wang Jin frowned dissatisfiedly: "My surname is Wang, and my name is Jin."

The man paused for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the little lunatic is sober now."

"..." Wang Jin rolled his eyes, this person didn't believe him at all.

The man said: "My name was Yuan Heng."

After a pause, the man said again: "I’m your man."

"..." Wang Jin frowned, forcibly held back the rebuttal, and watched the man in silence.

It was a bunch of weeds, nothing unusual.

Wang Jin looked at it for a while, lost interest, and was about to turn his eyes away, but caught sight of something.

That thing was a weed with small purple flowers growing on the top, Wang Jin was sure that he had never seen such a weed, but when he saw it for the first time, a thought flashed through his mind.

This was one of the herbs in Bisheng ointment.