Chapter 121 The Blood Jade is Related to the Corpse
She asked nonchalantly.
Huo Changan shook his head.
The look in Sang Ning's eyes that seemed a little fascinated was still in my mind.
But he wasn't sure.
After all, he could never guess what she was thinking.
"Why don't you go there quickly? You can eat after you have an empty stomach."
Sang Ning picked up the remaining fried eggs on the plate and handed them to him, "Eat a few bites first."
Huo Changan opened his mouth and ate without hesitation.
Sang Ning thought he was hungry, so he opened the big pot, and immediately the aroma of meat filled the whole kitchen.
The farmhouse firewood chicken stew is ready!
The golden little cakes are all covered with sticky dough.
A delicacy that is as delicious as the gods!
He took out a big chicken leg, put it in a bowl, and gave it to Huo Changan.
"Eat it quickly, eat it quickly, drink the soup too, it's delicious."
"Hey?" Aunt Liao, who was making the fire, was about to stop them when she had an extra bowl in her hand.
"Aunt Liao, you've been busy for a long time. Come and taste the saltiness. If it's ok, serve it on the table. Your master is going to starve."
Aunt Liao really couldn't resist the fragrance.
Just try it.
The master and the mistress never cared what she ate before.
Aunt Liao lowered her head and started to gnaw on the chicken.
Then, it got out of control.
The chicken was not big to begin with, and it would not look good if it was put in a smaller bowl. Moreover, it was an old chicken, and the meat quality was not very good, so Sang Ning did not steal it.
There are a lot of chickens in the space, so she just catches them and eats them.
Aunt Liao called a few maids and began to carefully bring various dishes to the table.
Firewood chicken, omelet rice, mushroom and bok choy, winter melon stuffed with meat, blooming flowers, steamed pumpkin with red dates, moonlight over the lotus pond, and green vegetable dumpling soup.
It is simply a magnificent flower-viewing feast.
The maids kept swallowing their saliva along the way.
Sang Ning used the excuse of pushing Huo Changan to go to the toilet, and under the guidance of the maid, turned and took another road.
She turned to the back of Lihuayuan.
"There's no one here." Huo Changan said.
She came here for the house, and she knew that forcing him to use the toilet was an excuse.
"How do you know?" Sang Ning was surprised.
"There was no sound."
"Maybe she likes quietness, so she didn't say anything."
"There should be breathing sounds. There's not even a cricket in here."
Oh wow, his hearing is so good that he can hear the breathing inside through several walls.
"Do your family members have any misunderstandings about your Kung Fu?"
Huo Changan looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand.
"Why do people say your Kung Fu is mediocre? You are so powerful now."
sharp?
Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, he is considered powerful, but compared with his brothers, he is not good at anything.
"Second brother can hear breathing within a hundred meters if he concentrates."
That way, she could understand his mediocrity.
Sang Ning understood, but he also heard another problem. He seemed to have been measuring himself by his brother's standards.
"My second brother is really amazing, but that's because he's been practicing martial arts since he was a kid. You started late due to your physical condition, so we can't compare you like that.
I see you've been getting better and better with your stick training lately. I wonder how high your attainments will be in the future! Take your time and be steady. You're really great!"
Huo Changan lost his mind again.
She taught and encouraged him again as before.
His eyes were warm and he was about to say something when he saw Sang Ning jump and climb up a tree nearby.
"What are you doing?" he was startled.
"I'll see if I can jump over the wall from the tree."
"Get down here! Step on my shoulder."
The tree is still two arms' distance away from the wall, how dangerous!
He didn't ask Sang Ning why he was climbing the wall. He turned his wheelchair to the base of the wall and leaned his back against it.
Sanning was a little worried: "Can you do it?"
She weighs at least 90 kilograms, so don't let her hurt her waist again.
"Better than trees."
"All right."
Sang Ning jumped down from the tree and patted the armrest of the wheelchair. It was quite sturdy.
She held onto the wall and stepped on it carefully. Huo Changan lightly held her slender waist.
Then move on to the shoulders.
Stepping on the shoulders, Sanning's head was already above the wall and he could see the scene in the yard.
However, she still climbed up with all her strength, supporting herself on the wall with her arms, trying her best to reduce the burden on Huo Changan.
What she didn't see was that Huo Changan supported himself with his arms on the armrests on both sides, gritted his teeth, and actually lifted his hips a little to let Sang Ning stand higher.
In the courtyard.
Withered weeds, a stone table, and an aging swing set.
There is a pear tree and several short peach trees planted by the east wall, but due to lack of water, the peach trees have died, leaving only a few dry peaches on the branches.
The pear trees were not very prosperous, and the fruits they produced were small and shriveled.
On the west wall, there may have been flowers planted in the past, but now there are only rotten wood roots on the ground.
It can be imagined that the former owner of this place was a person with a great interest in life.
But there was a different place below the western wall, where there was actually green grass growing.
"Space, space, is the blood jade in the place where the grass grows?" Sang Ning asked quietly.
The space kid seemed to be asleep, and didn't respond as before.
This time it’s a bit unreliable. Such a large area, one meter below, how can she dig it?
Sang Ning had seen enough and felt there was no need to go in. Afraid that Huo Changan couldn't bear it, she leaned against the wall and turned around.
Jump down at once.
After that, he patted Huo Changan's shoulders clean.
"There is a piece of blood jade buried underground here." Sang Ning did not hide it from Huo Changan.
Blood jade is quite valuable.
To be honest, Sang Ning is very fond of money.
If she could only stay in this world, her plan was: after she was freed from her crime, she would find a good place with outstanding people and buy an exquisite house to settle down.
People can travel anywhere, but they cannot live without a stable home.
So you have to save money.
"But how do we get this jade?"
After Huo Changan was surprised, he still didn't ask her how she knew.
He just frowned and asked, "Are you sure it's blood jade?"
"Confirmed. Blood-threaded Warm Jade."
Space appraisal, ten times compensation if the space is fake.
"As far as I know, blood-threaded jade artifacts are all related to corpses. The brighter the color, the more blood it has absorbed, and the more premium it is."
Although it is rare, beautiful and expensive, it is also said to be the most spiritual and can protect the wearer's safety.
But he couldn't like it.
Those lines looked like human blood vessels and meridians, extremely eerie.
"What a joke, so pedantic." Sang Ning sneered.
But suddenly I thought of that piece of green grass.
It seems...about...as long as a person?
No way? Small space! ?
You wouldn't be so hungry as to eat anything?
"How many years does it take to form a blood jade?"
When Sang Ning thought of the third wife who eloped, he felt a chill on his back.
She didn't dare stand against the wall and pushed Huo Changan away.
"Probably a hundred years, a thousand years."
Oh, that shouldn't be it.
Sang Ning slowed down his pace, but suddenly he didn't want the blood jade anymore. What Huo Changan said was creepy.
But we can’t waste it, so we might as well trick Fatty into giving us some more!
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