Lin Jiang agreed to Zhang Ruifang's request and did not bring Cao Ying over. Lin Jiang quickly cleaned up the battlefield, then took Zhang Ruifang to the depths of the forest, set up a defensive formation, and fetched a basin of clean water to wipe Zhang Ruifang's face.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I'm about to die. I have something to ask you."

"Tell me..."

"Are you Jiang Lin from the South City Bazaar back then?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me. Cao Yang has a very accurate intuition. He is very talented in this area. He has seen you several times, and when he saw you for the first time in West City, he judged that you were Jiang Lin.

And it has just been verified that you are using the Explosion Yuan Technique on the Huangtu Bazhen Jue. If a Qi training practitioner wants to exert the strength of a foundation building practitioner, he must explode a hundred years of his lifespan. Just now, you have consumed at least three hundred years of your lifespan.

I have no intention of exploring your secrets. Everyone has their own secrets. It's only before I die that I want to ask you."

"You guessed right. I am Jiang Lin. I'm sorry, I have a secret that I have to keep from you."

Lin Jiang said. Seeing that Zhang Ruifang had pointed it out, he no longer concealed it. Besides, Zhang Ruifang's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he could no longer survive. "That's

great. I envy you for living so long,"

Zhang Ruifang said. She knew that Lin Jiang had been in the South City Market for more than 20 years, and then nearly 30 years had passed. He should be nearly 100 years old, but he was still so young.

"Living long also has troubles,"

Lin Jiang said. His trouble was that he had to change his identity all the time, afraid of being recognized. Didn't Cao Yang have that damn intuition? He had to be extra careful in the future.

"It's an enviable trouble, Brother Lin, how about asking you for another favor?"

"You say"

"Help me take care of Cao Ying. She has no relatives anymore. She has liked you very much for more than a year."

"Don't you want to give her to Cao Yang or your family?"

"No, Cao Yang doesn't have many relatives anymore. The rest are just like my family, all of them are ambitious people. If Cao Ying is handed over to them, it will be miserable."

"Okay, I agree,"

Lin Jiang said. He also had to change his identity when he returned, and he had always been alone. This character setting was somewhat similar to the previous one. With a little girl by his side, he could also create a more full-bodied character setting and look more real.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, you are a good person"

"No, in my hometown, calling someone a good person is an insult

." Lin Jiang waved his hand, don't give him the good person card, it sounded like an insult.

Zhang Ruifang didn't understand what he meant, she continued, "After I die, just find a random place to bury me, don't tell Cao Ying, let her have less worries in this world. In my storage bag, there is information about the Dark Night Organization, the list compiled by Cao Yang and I, the contact code, and some strongholds. Maybe these will become invalid, I don't know.

You take these, and be careful of the Dark Night Organization in the future. The Dark Night Organization is very deep. We have seen many Jindan ancestors. This is not the power that an assassin organization possesses. I don't know who is behind it, but if your secret is exposed, the Dark Night Organization will never let you go..."

Zhang Ruifang talked a lot, and her voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she was no longer able to breathe. Lin Jiang sighed, found a beautiful hilltop, and buried Zhang Ruifang.

Afterwards, Lin Jiang went to pick up Cao Ying again. He did not wake her up, but flew away directly on the small sand sculpture. He did not care about the rented house at the foot of Ruiyang Mountain.

On the way, he checked the injury of the big sand sculpture. It was hit by Chen Jianhong and its wings were broken. Lin Jiang helped it to fix the bones and bandaged it. It is estimated that it will take some time to recover.

After returning to Yunzhong City, Lin Jiang directly lived in seclusion, closed the door and did not go out. He will hide for a while. After

a day, Lin Jiang counted the harvest this time. He got a total of ten storage bags, nine of which were from the assassins of the Dark Night Organization and one from Zhang Ruifang.

The assassins in the Qi training period were all poor ghosts. The five storage bags combined only found less than 9,000 spirit stones, plus some flying swords and the like, with a total value of just over 20,000.

The storage bags of the foundation building period are much richer. Chen Jianhong's storage bag has more than 30,000 spirit stones. All the spirit stones added up to more than 70,000, plus other things, the value is more than 120,000.

Zhang Ruifang's storage bag didn't have much money left. There were less than 2,000 spirit stones, but there were a lot of sundries, especially the daggers they used, which were of extremely high quality, all of which were top-grade spirit tools.

"Eighty thousand spirit stones, a lot of sundries, and more than ten spirit tools for the foundation-building period alone."

Lin Jiang looked at the pile of items and felt a little worried. He didn't need these things now, but if he took them to the black market to sell, Lin Jiang felt unsafe.

He was in the Qi training period, and it was understandable that he could sell one or two spirit tools, such as being passed down from his ancestors, but more than ten, even a fool could see that there was something wrong.

These things were destined to gather dust in Lin Jiang's storage bag. Lin Jiang would not sell them until he ran out of money, which made Lin Jiang feel very sorry.

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"Big bird, big bird, do you know where my mother is?"

"Big bird, you must know, right? Tell me where my mother is, okay?"

A month later, Cao Ying pulled the feathers of the big sand sculpture and asked softly in its ear. The big sand sculpture ignored it and lay on the ground alone to bask in the sun. Its wounds were almost healed. After the wounds healed, it just wanted to fly in the sky.

Lin Jiang looked at Cao Ying in the house, his face full of heartache. In the first ten days after returning, Cao Ying was noisy and noisy, and she cried every day. Lin Jiang tried his best but couldn't coax her.

When she was tired of crying and making trouble, she fell asleep, and then continued to cry and make trouble. Lin Jiang let her go. He really had no choice. He

had lived for nearly two hundred years in two lives, but he had never had children and had no experience in raising children. Fortunately, Cao Ying was almost four years old and didn't need to be held in the toilet, otherwise Lin Jiang would go crazy first.

"Xiaoying, come and eat."

Lin Jiang looked at her for a while and asked Cao Ying to come and eat.

When he was alone, he was very simple, either eating out, or eating some dried meat or something like that, occasionally chewing on the fasting pills, and only cooking when he was in a good mood.

But Cao Ying was too young, Lin Jiang couldn't bear to let her eat the fasting pills, and dry food like dried meat was okay as a snack, but not often, so Lin Jiang cooked for her in different ways.

Food comforted Cao Ying's young heart a little.

"Uncle, when will you take me to find my mother?"

"When you grow up to be as tall as your uncle, I will take you to find your mother. Your mother works far away, and she has to make money to buy you meat and nice clothes."

"Then I won't eat meat, and I won't wear nice clothes. Can my mother come back immediately?"

"No, Xiaoying must be good, eat a full meal every day, and stop crying, so that you can grow taller, and when you grow taller, your mother will come back."

Lin Jiang continued his white lie. It was too cruel for a child to accept the concept of both parents' death before the age of four, so Lin Jiang decided to lie to her.

Cao Ying couldn't accept this statement, but she was helpless. No matter how she cried or made a fuss, her mother didn't show up. She had no choice.

After dinner, Lin Jiang asked her to play with the big and small sand sculptures. Lin Jiang had things to do. He had to draw talismans and act like an ordinary casual cultivator.

But Lin Jiang no longer set up a stall, but sold the talismans to small businesses. He didn't sell to just one business, but changed his identity and sold to three businesses. Otherwise, Lin Jiang's output would make people suspicious.

"There is no shortage of spiritual stones for the time being, and my identity is safe for the time being. The next step is to advance to the great perfection of Qi training, and then find a way to build a foundation. If you don't build a foundation in the world of immortal cultivation, there

will be no human rights." When he was free, Lin Jiang planned his life again. The Qi training period was too difficult. It was the lowest level of the immortal cultivation society. If he built a foundation, it would not be so troublesome.

The foundation-building period can live for two hundred years. He can lie that he is a genius who has built a foundation in his thirties or forties. In this way, he doesn't need to change his identity for more than a hundred years.

Furthermore, if one's strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage is strong, one will not be so passive. One can move around most places in Yunzhou and does not have to live in Yunzhong City all the time. No matter how big Yunzhong City is, Lin Jiang has lived there for decades and would want to go out and take a look.