"Wow, Xiaohua, where have you been? Daddy can't lose you. How can I explain to your mother if you continue like this?" The grain store owner was still immersed in his own world and didn't notice Xu Feng in front of him at all.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, why does this name sound so familiar, as if I've heard of it somewhere..." Xu Feng frowned slightly, and the memories of his previous life instantly emerged in his mind.

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At the dinner table, an apostle dressed in Taoist clothes was hugging Xu Feng with drunken eyes. Both of them were obviously drunk.

"Brother, you don't know how difficult it is to obtain my initial occupation, 'Wandering Taoist Priest'. I can run around Qingfeng Town more than ten times just by running..."

"Do you know what impressed me the most during the mission? It was the fat grain store owner. The moment he saw Xiaohua's corpse, he cried so miserably. I knew that he was a native of the secret realm, but for some reason, when I saw him crying, my eyes couldn't help but become red..."

"It's hard to find the remains of his daughter Xiaohua. Who would have thought that there was a dry well under the big locust tree outside the town? Who would dig a well in such a remote place? Moreover, the well mouth is blocked by dead branches and leaves. If there were any clues to the mission, I would never be able to find the remains of Xiaohua. Don't you think so, Senior Brother..."

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In his previous life, after Li Handong obtained the S-level initial professional swordsman, the entire Qingfeng Town Secret Realm was upgraded from C1 to S1.

At that time, the owner of the secret realm, the principal Wei Hong, immediately closed the entrance to the secret realm and did not allow anyone to enter. He also searched the secret realm for more than a month, but still could not find any trace of the Drunken Swordsman.

Finally, under pressure from all sides, Wei Hong opened the secret realm of Qingfeng Town. That year, the number of students enrolled in Songtao No. 1 Middle School tripled, all of them were heading for the secret realm of Qingfeng Town.

Everyone wanted to become the second Li Handong, but no one succeeded. The S-level initial profession was like a flash in the pan and never appeared in the Qingfeng Town Secret Realm again.

"Boss, how long has your daughter Xiaohua been missing?" Xu Feng stepped forward and asked softly.

It seemed that the word "Xiaohua" touched the grain store owner's heartstrings. He raised his chubby face full of tears, looked at Xu Feng, and said subconsciously: "It's been a whole day, a whole day, and she is only five years old, only five years old, wuwu~"

"Boss, if I can help you find your daughter, can you give me a pound of long-stemmed rice?" Xu Feng asked tentatively.

"You, can you help me find my daughter? Really?" The grain store owner grabbed Xu Feng's right hand, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly run away, and asked nervously.

"I know the art of divination and can help you find your daughter's whereabouts..." Xu Feng stared into the eyes of the grain store owner and said, "But I need a pound of long-stalked magical rice as a reward!"

Xu Feng usually wouldn't get involved in such things easily, because he would easily be mistaken for the person who kidnapped Xiaohua. The most direct way was for Xu Feng to go to the dry well himself and rescue Xiaohua.

But now time is running out, and Xu Feng can only use the name of divination to seek the last mission item.

"Divination?" Hope finally blossomed in the eyes of the grain store owner, and he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I have magical rice. I have magical rice. How much do you want? One pound. Right away, right away. Wait a moment!"

After saying that, the grain store owner rushed to the front door and shouted loudly towards the inside: "Laifu, Laifu, come out quickly, where have you been?"

An old man rushed out of the yard in panic.

"Go and get a pound of spiritual rice, hurry up, hurry up!" the grain store owner urged.

"Master, this magical rice is..." Lai Fu looked at the grain store owner in confusion, then secretly glanced at Xu Feng, his eyes full of vigilance and alertness.

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you want me to beat you?" The grain store owner reached out to hit someone.

For some reason, this sentence suddenly popped up in Xu Feng's mind.

"As soon as I walked in, I saw him playing with the rifle..."

After a while, the grain store owner handed a bag of long-stemmed rice weighing one kilogram to Xu Feng, and then looked at him expectantly.

After Xu Feng took the spiritual rice, the properties of the long-stem spiritual rice naturally appeared before his eyes.

"Sure enough, this long-stemmed spiritual rice is also of the mortal grade!" Xu Feng thought to himself, "I didn't expect that this Qingfeng Jade Liquid actually requires so many mortal grade materials to be brewed. According to the manufacturing rules in the secret realm, the materials are all mortal grade materials. Then the final product will have a high probability of being upgraded to a lower spiritual grade. Could it be that this Qingfeng Jade Liquid is a lower spiritual grade wine?"

According to Xu Feng's previous experience, in life professions, whether it is cooking, forging, making tea, refining alchemy, or painting, calligraphy, carving, or makeup, the finished product will often be one level higher than the grade of the materials.

Take the simplest cooking as an example. The tiger bone in Xu Feng's hand is of the best grade in the mortal level. If it is used to make soup, the finished tiger bone soup is likely to be upgraded to the lower grade of the spiritual level. At that time, the effect of the tiger bone soup may be much better than the properties shown by the tiger bone.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

However, in order to achieve this effect, the proficiency of the relevant skills must reach a certain level. With Xu Feng's current state, the success rate of cooking a bowl of lower-grade spiritual-level tiger bone soup is almost zero.

"Master, can you help me predict the whereabouts of my daughter now?" the grain store owner asked nervously. He was already in despair, and now all his hopes were placed on Xu Feng. He had already given him the spiritual rice in advance. If Xu Feng suddenly escaped at this time, the grain store owner would probably collapse.

"Don't worry, let me take a look!" Xu Feng comforted with a smile.

After that, Xu Feng picked up a dead branch by the roadside, drew a circle on the ground, stretched out his left hand, pinched his fingers randomly, and muttered something. After a while, Xu Feng stopped and said to the grain store owner: "I have figured out the location of your daughter. It's under the big locust tree outside the town. There is a dry well there. Your daughter is in the dry well right now!"

The grain store owner looked at the crooked circle on the ground, then looked at the dead branch in Xu Feng's hand. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

Lai Fu, the butler behind him, directly called two farmhands armed with wooden sticks, and watched Xu Feng like a thief to prevent him from escaping.

Xu Feng was helpless. Due to being in a hurry, the whole divination ceremony did look a bit sloppy, but it was good as long as it worked.

"I'll wait here with you. Send someone to the place I mentioned to see if your daughter is there. If not, I'll return this pound of spiritual rice to you, and you can also report me to the police!" Xu Feng said to the grain store owner.

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(End of this chapter)