Return to Ancheng
Jiang Miao collected some well-known old tonic medicinal herbs, such as Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, and Angong bezoar, and put them in the cargo box. He turned around and saw Su Heng looking at a dry plant with his head tilted to the side, thinking.
"What's so strange?"
Su Heng laughed: "No, my knowledge of the medicinal spirits here all comes from this Phoenix Grass, but it is very dry, I don't know if it can be saved."
"Phoenix grass? I've only heard of this name in the active ingredients of skin care products." Jiang Miao picked it up carefully, fearing that it would be broken if he used a little too much force.
Su Heng flipped his hand and took out a green jade box from his storage ring. It was surrounded by a bright light. "Put it in there to warm it up. Wait for a while and then we'll see."
Although no one knows why something from the world of immortal cultivation would appear here, the Phoenix Grass that made Su Heng specifically propose to come here is probably of a high status in the world of immortal cultivation.
Jiang Miao put it in carefully and handed the jade box back to him.
Su Heng shook his head: "Put it in your storage ring. Although it is a natural treasure, it is too badly damaged. It is of no use to me. Leaving it to you may save your life at a critical moment."
Both of them were straightforward people who said whatever they thought. Since he said so, Jiang Miao didn't bother to be polite and directly put it into the space.
After receiving this, Su Heng closed his eyes and rested again.
Jiang Miao also picked out some supplements such as donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest. These things would be great to give as favors when entering the base.
Bullets, military supplies, and medicinal materials.
This trip to the Chinese medicine factory was worthwhile and not in vain.
It was now 2:30 in the morning. Jiang Miao put boxes of supplies on the pickup truck without any intention of stopping and just opened the door.
Although they had only known each other for a few hours, Xiaotong still couldn't bear to leave this cool sister who was beautiful but ruthless.
"You might as well stay for the celebration dinner!" San Shunzi followed, "Thanks to your planning, we were able to take back the factory so easily."
"No." Jiang Miao leaned over to adjust the car seat, then tidied up the couch where the immortal was sitting on the passenger seat, and carried the person in.
"Lady." Yun Rou stood by the co-pilot's side, as if she had made a great decision, and asked with her fingers clasped, "Can I follow you and go with you?"
There were a dozen women in this factory, some of them were abducted, some were originally employees or apprentices of the pharmaceutical factory. They were full of envy for the female hero who could control her own destiny, but only Yun Rou put the desire in her eyes into reality and came up to her to try to make friends with her.
At that time, Jiang Miao guessed that this girl might have something to ask of him.
"Yun Rou!" San Shunzi on the opposite side said in disbelief: "What are you talking about? Master and I are both in the factory, how can we let you go out there and struggle for your life in an unfamiliar place! Don't worry, as long as I am here, I don't see who dares to bully you in the future!"
It would have been fine if she hadn't said this. As soon as she said this, Yun Rou's tears started to fall: "Lady, let me go with you! I can cook, drive, and do housework! I really don't want to stay in this place!"
Jiang Miao tidied the car seat, looked at the crying Yun Rou and then at the worried and anxious San Shunzi, sighed, turned around, pulled out the gun from San Shunzi's waist, walked around the front of the car, took Yun Rou's hand and walked towards the cafeteria.
"Heroine?"
Jiang Miao held her tightly and led her to the side of the cafeteria where the swill was dumped. As soon as they entered, they saw a burly, pockmarked man lying in the stinky ditch, his chest rising and falling, and it was obvious that he was still alive.
At that time, all the people in Medicine Garden No. 2 were dealt with. Jiang Miao thought that he would capture the thief and bring this guy with him so that he could make an example of him to scare others when needed.
But things are going smoothly. Now everyone is busy taking possession of the supplies in the factory, and the bastard Ma Zi has been forgotten here.
“No!” Yun Rou bit her lip and stepped back, “I don’t want to see him again!”
When Ma Zi heard Yun Rou's voice, he let out a foul breath: "Fifth, Fifth Concubine."
"Ah!" Yun Rou covered her ears and tried to run, but Jiang Miao stopped her and brought her into his arms.
She leaned on Jiang Miao's shoulder and cried: "I, I'm sorry, Brother Shunzi, and I don't want to stay in the pharmaceutical factory anymore. Lady, please take me away! Please, please..."
What I hear is the cries of despair, and the tragedy that happens in this world every moment.
"If it were peacetime, I would hire a psychologist for you, find someone to take care of you and comfort you, and send the bad guys to prison." Jiang Miao patted her gently. His clear and pure voice was very soothing, and Yun Rou stopped crying.
"But this is the end of the world, and running away from fear will only hurt you."
Jiang Miao gently helped her up, put the gun in her hand, pressed her shoulders and forced her to turn around and face her fear. Looking at the puddle of mud, he said, "Similarly, the fate of bad people in the end times is not just prison."
Yun Rou's eyes were filled with tears and her hands were shaking. She had been quiet and well-behaved since she was a child and had never even killed a fish, but now the gun was pointed at a living person.
"Don't be afraid."
Yun Rou shuddered.
Seeing that she really didn't have the courage to fire the first shot, Jiang Miao hugged her from behind and gently lifted the butt of the gun with his right hand to adjust the accuracy for her.
Ma Zi opened his eyes with great effort, looking at the black muzzle of the gun and the weak and vulnerable Fifth Concubine in the past, and a string of insults came out of his mouth, as if as long as his voice was loud enough, the Fifth Concubine, who had the courage of a quail, would tremble and put down the fruit knife she had used to commit suicide as before and let him bully her.
But today he forgot that behind Yun Rou stood Jiang Miao, a female Rakshasa who could knock him down dozens of times.
Jiang Miao gave the order softly: "Shoot."
"ah--!"
Yun Rou closed her eyes and obeyed. She immediately felt a numbing vibration in her palms. The annoying voice from the other side stopped abruptly. She ended it all with her own hands.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Jiang Miao let go of his hand, and Yun Rou's eyes were filled with madness as she fired continuously at the disgusting, violent, vulgar and hateful bastard! It seemed as if she wanted to return all the suffering she had endured!
It was not until the magazine was empty and she saw him die in front of her eyes with flesh and blood flying that Yun Rou breathed a sigh of relief. She breathed in the stinky and fishy smell here, and with trembling hands she pulled the heroine away.
I've killed people and seen blood.
She should no longer live like a dodder, relying on others.
The gunshot attracted the attention of the people in the factory. When Chen Guangfu saw his daughter coming out with a gun, his face turned pale and he almost pouted: "Xiao Yun! You, you fired the gun?"
Facing her father, Yun Rou's eyes relaxed for a moment, then she nodded firmly: "Yes, I avenged myself."
"You, you, you! I have taught you since childhood that women must be calm and dignified, and must not be involved in fighting and killing..." "Shut up!"
Jiang Miao had really tolerated this old antique who was full of feudal dogma for a long time. He couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him over!
"Mind your own business."
Those who can survive the highest temperatures caused by natural disasters are those who have no underlying diseases and whose health indexes meet the standards. If there were no natural disasters, this old man would probably live to be eighty or ninety years old. It would be a disaster that would last for thousands of years.
The momentary warmth was fleeting, and Jiang Miao said to Yun Rou with a cold face: "I don't need anyone to follow me, and I won't say this a second time."
Yun Rou looked at her father who was lying on the ground and howling. Then she looked at the cold-faced and soft-hearted girl in front of her. She leaned over and hugged her: "You look so young. Are you twenty years old?"
The faint medicinal fragrance surrounded Jiang Miao, with a softness that was unique to a girl.
Jiang Miao was a little stiff, and said vaguely: "About the same."
"Thank you. You are younger than me but much braver than me." Yun Rou let her go with tears in her eyes and said with a smile, "Go, have a safe trip."
In fact, Yun Rou wanted to ask for the name, but since the other party didn't say it on his own initiative, it would be too rude to ask.
San Shunzi followed Yun Rou and Jiang Miao silently and walked to the side of the car.
Before leaving, Jiang Miao said: "You still have many years to live, don't punish yourself because of other people's mistakes."
Yun Rou was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I understand."
The car started and drove towards the gate. Xiaotong silently opened the gate and opened the way. He didn't know if he would have another chance to see his female sister again after today's farewell.
Xiaotong pushed the door closed only after she could no longer see the exhaust fumes. She unexpectedly found a copy of "Shaolin Kung Fu" with the library's seal on the ground.
Huh? Where did this come from?
The trip to City D can be successfully completed only by going to the film and television city to pick up the goods. Jiang Miao gained a lot from this trip and his plans for the future became clearer.
On the way, Jiang Miao found a deserted place and put the car and supplies into the space. He changed to a new Hummer and removed the rear seats according to the layout of the previous one, leaving only an empty space for the Immortal Lord to place a soft and comfortable mattress.
Su Heng was very satisfied and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Miao took out the marching tent, took a quick shower, took care of his physiological problems, and ate something to fill his stomach.
If all goes well, we can return to Ancheng at seven o'clock this morning.
Jiang Miao sat back in the driver's seat, touched the second new car, sighed, stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the film and television city.
It's still the same here, with all kinds of people.
Jiang Miao drove straight in along the same route he took last time. As soon as he got off the car, he ran into Shouhou, who was selling all kinds of fake certificates, including driver's licenses, student ID cards, ID cards, and even disability certificates.
"Hey! Old customer, do you still remember me? The one who took you to Brother Ming's place!"
Jiang Miao looked at his phone and it rang loudly: "How much are these for?"
Skinny Monkey guessed that this person would definitely buy it, and he boasted to himself: "These are the ones with close-up shots made by the crew, and the authenticity is absolutely guaranteed! So the price is naturally a little expensive."
Jiang Miao: "Tell me the price."
The thin monkey said quickly: "Three bags of instant noodles or a bag of salt and sugar, either is fine."
"Can I get a discount if I buy more?"
"Of course! We can definitely offer this to big customers! 10% off for 5 pieces, 20% off for 10 pieces!"
Jiang Miao opened the card holder book that looked like an album. There were quite a few things collected inside, including men, women, young and old. It was simply overwhelming.
To match the headgear he made, Jiang Miao chose an ID card and driver's license that had these features and looked similar, namely, Mediterranean, bald, and blonde hair.
In addition, we collected a little for each type of ID, of course the ID card was the most collected.
The skinny monkey was smiling happily and turned out to be a big customer. He squatted on the ground and used his heart, mouth and hands to calculate the price for the customer, and finally converted it into a material exchange that both parties could accept.
Thirty bags of instant noodles, twelve bags of sugar, and eight bags of salt.
The skinny monkey took out a urea bag from his crotch, put the stuff back like a thief, and whispered to Jiang Miao: "Sister, are you going to go to Brother Ming to get the goods today?"
Hmm? Could there be something else going on?
Jiang Miao nodded: "Yes."
"According to the news on the street, someone has been targeting Brother Ming recently, and they are scouting the area." The skinny monkey lowered his voice and said, "If you are going to get the goods, I suggest you ask him out to trade. If you are blocked in his shabby yard, you will probably have a hard time escaping even if you have wings."
"Thank you." Jiang Miao took a chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him: "According to the rules of the martial arts world, thank you for the reward."
The skinny monkey was overjoyed, he had originally thought that this was a gift given away after buying so many things, he never expected that he would get an extra reward!
"I'll add two more bags of salt. Go and help me get someone out and bring the goods."
Skinny Monkey: “…”
He said it’s the end of the world so there won’t be any good people there!
Jiang Miao waited in the shadow of the intersection for about half an hour, and then the bearded man came with his daughter and a briefcase.
"Let's go." The bearded man opened the door and sat on the passenger seat: "I'll give you some human silicone mud as a ride fare."
The night was empty and silent. The bearded man looked very tired. The child seemed to be able to sense the adults' moods. He lay on his father's shoulder without crying or making a fuss, and just stared at his handsome brother who was lying on the mattress behind him.
Jiang Miao didn't ask any more questions. He stepped on the accelerator and, following the bearded man's instructions, turned left and right to get out of the film and television city.
"Where are you going?" The bearded man breathed a sigh of relief and opened his briefcase: "The things are ready, do you want to try them?"
"I'll try it myself later." Jiang Miao drove about five or six kilometers out of the film and television city and parked the car at the fork in the highway intersection: "Get out, I'm leaving City D."
The bearded man was already content to be able to take a ride with her, as he would have to rely on himself for the rest of the journey.
In one hand he handed over the supplies, in the other he handed over the hood.
This silicone headgear is very delicately made. As long as you take good care of it, it will definitely last for a few years without any problems.
Before leaving, Jiang Miao, for the sake of the cute little girl, reminded her: "You may be a local boss in the film and television city, but you are nothing outside."
So don’t be so arrogant. In the doomsday, killing people will not go unpunished. Those who are too arrogant will not have a good ending.
Even if it's for the sake of the children, you should control your arrogant temper.
The bearded man knew why he was being targeted. He nodded to Jiang Miao to show that he understood what she meant. He put on his big backpack, held his daughter in his arms, and disappeared into the night.
Finally embarked on the return journey.
Su Heng felt much better after a night's rest. He had already woken up when the father and daughter got in the car. Fortunately, they had cleaned the house fairly neatly. Su Heng looked at Jiang Miao and endured it.
"You seem to be especially lenient with girls."
A lazy voice came from behind, as if he was lazy no matter what he did, not caring about life or death, illness or torture.
It feels like if you can live, you live, if you can't, forget it, just do what you want in the present moment.
Jiang Miao was puzzled. Shouldn't a cultivator who was fighting against heaven for longevity have a kind of arrogant aura that said, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven?"
"Why do you say that?"
There were not many cars on the highway and the road was in good condition, so Jiang Miao was able to spare some time to chat with him.
Su Heng reminded: "If there wasn't a little girl there just now, you wouldn't have said those words to that person."
Not really.
Being a little curious, Jiang Miao looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Will you in the immortal cultivation world deprive her of cultivation resources just because she is a girl?"
"Huh?" Su Heng obviously didn't understand: "Why do you want to deprive me of my rights? Did I make a mistake?"
"Because she is a girl. Just because she is a girl."
Su Heng said: "We in the immortal cultivation world will not deprive a girl of immortal cultivation resources just because she is a girl. Immortal cultivation depends on talent and hard work, not gender."
She then asked, "Are there any differences in the physiques of men and women in the world of immortal cultivation?"
Su Heng replied: "It only matters whether the magic power is pure or not, there is no difference in strength."
So fighting depends purely on learning ability, right?
Jiang Miao's eyes revealed envy.
In her previous life, she suffered countless losses in the apocalypse. She couldn't rob or fight. Many of her killing techniques were learned at that time. Because her physical fitness was not enough to support her to complete a hearty fight, she could only use risky moves to end the battle quickly.
Su Heng seemed to understand her yearning, and finally knew why she started to chat with him only after he gave her the Essence Cleansing and Marrow Cleansing Pill.
To avoid misunderstanding, "Although we have no distinction between men and women, talent is the contempt chain in our world of immortal cultivation."
"It divides people into more detailed levels. People with single spiritual roots look down on people with double spiritual roots, and people of high quality look down on people of medium and low quality. This is the same as the gender differences here. In essence, it is still the bullying of the weak by the strong."
"Yes, it's bullying between the strong and the weak." Jiang Miao looked at the endless road ahead. From the power advantage in ancient times that created the labor habit of men hunting and women farming and weaving, to the feudal period, a series of dogmas were created to tame women in the backyard and become reproductive tools. These are all gender exploitation and bullying between the strong and the weak.
The car fell silent, and the atmosphere became even more depressing.
People from two different worlds were indignant about this unfair discrimination, but could do nothing about it.
Driving from the bright moon in the sky to the dawn of the sunset, when the car started to go up and down on the bumpy road, Jiang Miao knew that he had entered the administrative area of Ancheng. These were the potholes caused by last year's hail. The roads in the city were still managed, but basically no one cared about the highway.
Looking at the time, it was half past six. It had been exactly an hour since he drove home. Jiang Miao had not slept for more than twenty hours in a row. He had to make up for the sleep after he got home.
Get off the highway and enter the city.
Jiang Miao turned the steering wheel and drove towards the city. It was almost dawn now, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road except for two or three cars occasionally. She looked at the thermometer and it was 45.2℃. It might be because Ancheng was further south than D City and not near the sea, the temperature was actually 3 or 4 degrees higher.
After parking the car in the basement of Lanwan Community, Jiang Miao glanced around and put the car back into the space.
"Let's go, go home and rest." She looked at the Immortal Lord who still had his eyes closed and asked, "Can you walk?"
"Yeah." Su Heng lifted his robe and followed her, his back straight and his posture elegant. His movements were like the breeze, natural, casual, generous and unrestrained.
Jiang Miao was amazed.
If he didn't say it, who would have known that he was in such a state that every part of his body from inside to outside was in pain. Thinking back, I was also shocked by his calm and composed attitude at the beginning, but I didn't know that if he was hit by the sword again, I would basically have no ability to defend myself and could only be slaughtered.
As Su Heng walked, he said, "The bed you gave me to sleep on during the journey was very comfortable. Can you give it to me when we get back?"
"Sure." These are minor issues. Jiang Miao said tentatively, "In addition to the bed, I also have a two-meter-long humanoid doll in my space. It's so comfortable to lie in its arms. Do you need it?"
Su Heng seemed to imagine the feeling of being trapped, with a soft warmth in his eyes, and said reservedly: "If it is possible, of course it would be better."
Jiang Miao: I see, this is a fluff control.
Jiang Miao climbed all the way up to the 12th floor, and when he passed the 11th floor, he obviously noticed something was wrong.
The corridor is dirty and messy, with many footprints and many people coming and going.
Jiang Miao instantly became alert and did not rush home. Instead, he knocked on Li Chongyu's door on the 11th floor first.
This gate was also full of unusual things, with signs of smashing and blood.
"Knock knock! Knock knock!" The door didn't open for a long time. Jiang Miao closed his eyes and searched in the space for a while. Finally, he found the key in a corner and opened the door carefully.
The furnishings inside were the same as before, except for the bloodstains on the ground that led all the way down the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor.
Jiang Miao tightened the safety bolt on his gun and went up the stairs sideways.
"Li Chongyu?"
The bedroom door was wide open, and there was a person lying one meter away from the bed, with his head on the ground. All that could be seen was that he was a man about 1.8 meters tall, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
The person on the ground seemed to have heard the sound, and his fingers moved unconsciously as if in response.
Jiang Miao recognized that this was Li Chongyu by the pair of cloth shoes. She put away her gun and helped the man up.
It looks okay from the back, but it’s a mess from the front!
His face and arms were covered with bruises and blood. Jiang Miao frowned and took out warm water and a towel to clean the blood. Then he quickly gave him some hemostatic medicine and water to drink.
Li Chongyu felt extremely thirsty and drank two 50ml glasses of water in succession before he had the strength to breathe and open his eyes.
"Sister Miao..." Li Chongyu's eyes were wet: "You are finally back. I called you but you didn't respond. I thought you met with an accident!"
"Hmm?" Jiang Miao took out a pager from the space, and as soon as he turned it on, several messages came in.
Blame her.
Space and the real world are two different dimensions. How could wireless signals be transmitted in? It was her negligence.
"What's going on?"
"Qinglong Gang! The Qinglong Gang brought people to smash the house on the 12th floor and stole everything inside! Sister Miao, I want to help you stop them, but they are too many and powerful, I really can't hold them back!"
Li Chongyu wanted to stop it, but he couldn't.
Qing, Dragon, Gang?
Jiang Miao's face turned cold instantly. They really dared to target her.
"As soon as they arrived, they cut off the power grid. If they couldn't open the door, they drilled holes in the wall around it! The whole building was filled with the sounds of them burning, killing, and smashing things. Everyone else was too scared to come out!"
Li Chongyu coughed twice. "I went to stop them, but not only did they beat me up, they also wanted to come to 1101 to steal things! Luckily I ran fast and shut the door. They came over and tried to pry open 1101, but luckily there was a man outside the door who said he had been to 1101 and there was nothing inside, so the Qinglong Gang gave up."
He was the person who escaped on the day Brother Hu died. His name seemed to be... Wen Meng.
This name was successfully entered into Jiang Miao's Book of Life and Death.
She took out some medicine and food from her backpack and placed them on his bedside: "I'll go back and take a look. You should take good care of your injuries."
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