While thinking, Jiang Shuwei pulled out a spiritual silk from the spiritual silk vine and looked at it carefully.
It is indeed thin, cool and very tough.
After measuring, a spiritual thread was about fifty meters long.
But when you put it in your hand, it is just a small handful, and it is smooth and tangle-free when you stretch it out.
"What is this?" Fu Jiusi walked over and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Shuwei handed him the spiritual silk and said, "Take a look. Isn't it very strong?"
Fu Jiusi took it and looked at it carefully, then tried its toughness, and it was just as his wife said.
"It's really good."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuwei took out a few more. Seeing this, Fu Jiusi folded them and twisted them into a hemp rope chain.
As the spiritual threads become more numerous, the transparent texture gathers and appears light purple.
Each person made a silk bracelet and put it on. Jiang Shuwei turned around happily with eyes full of joy.
"Not bad, you have quite a deft hand."
Fu Jiusi gladly accepted her compliment, stood up, wiped her hands, and handed her a glass of warm water.
"What's the other one, baby?"
Jiang Shuwei excitedly took out the Holy Spirit from the space.
A small and delicate flower, the color is pure and strange.
The center and stem of the flower are spotless, the petals are stacked one on top of the other, and the red color is strange.
Fu Jiusi didn't touch it, but looked at his wife's hand and asked, "What is this?"
"The Holy Spirit, the living and the dead, the flesh and bones."
What? Fu Jiusi was surprised. This sounded a little unreal.
After Jiang Shuwei finished speaking, she felt that it was a bit vague and handed it to Fu Jiusi a little embarrassedly.
“I just know that this is what it means, but I don’t know what it means specifically.
"Why not give it a try?" Jiang Shuwei suggested.
Fu Jiusi thought for a moment, then asked Su Yi to call the housekeeper Uncle Zhong over.
Soon, a middle-aged uncle with a gentle face walked into the study.
Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper of Su Garden, whose real name is unknown, is in charge of all matters big and small in Su Garden.
As the figure got closer, the shaking posture became more obvious.
"Uncle Zhong, eat this."
As soon as Fu Jiusi finished speaking, Uncle Zhong stepped forward, took the Holy Spirit and put it into his mouth.
Execution is 100% without any hesitation.
Then, there was no movement.
"Huh?" Jiang Shuwei stood up and circled around Uncle Zhong.
"Uncle Zhong, do you feel anything?"
"Madam, there's a warm current flowing through my body, and the wound is itchy."
Jiang Shuwei frowned and touched her chin, thinking secretly.
It seems that the effect of this Holy Spirit Pill should be released slowly.
She thought it would be effective immediately.
He opened his palm and gave Uncle Zhong three more blood-replenishing [red fruits].
He still didn't ask any more questions and took it and ate it happily.
Fu Jiusi then spoke up, "Uncle Zhong, from now on, every subtle change in your body must be recorded and kept confidential."
"Yes, Master."
"Go ahead, it's okay."
Uncle Zhong responded softly and turned to leave.
After everyone left, Jiang Shuwei pestered Fu Jiusi.
She was particularly curious about how Uncle Zhong managed to lose an arm and a leg.
Seeing his wife staring at him with her big cat-like eyes, Fu Jiusi felt like bullying her.
So she relaxed her body and leaned back on the soft couch, kissing her thin lips, tilting her head back slightly, and her pair of peach-shaped eyes changed angle, showing an ambiguous and springy look.
Seeing his wife staring at him in a daze, Fu Jiusi raised his eyebrows and called out in a low voice, "Weiwei?"
The stunned Jiang Shuwei shuddered and her face quickly turned red.
It’s so annoying, why is Brother Jiu so charming?
Does he want me to kiss him?
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