Chapter 319 Baoer's strange behavior

Under the night, Xiao Lei walked into the Fairy Grass Garden. Outside the Fairy Grass Garden, he also placed a few rockery stones collected by Xiao Lei for a high price, as he looked on Kunlun Mountain. However, it was still far from the natural atmosphere on Kunlun Mountain. After all, that kind of thing that is made of heaven is not paved with money and artificial.

However, as a vulgar man like Xiao Lei, he was already very satisfied. In his words, it is "It's a circle of stones, and it is said that Kunlun Mountain was left with the stones used by Nuwa to repair the sky, and then it turned into Kunlun Mountain! Where can I get the sky repair stones now? Damn, these rockery stones are also expensive stones! I spent a lot of money on my own!"

Outside the forest, a large stone on the front was flattened, and several large characters were carved on it.

"Xiancao Garden"

However, in front of "Xiancao Garden", there were a few more small characters that were cut out like crooked, "Lei Family".

Therefore, if you think of it together, it is the "Lei Family Immortal Grass Garden".

According to Xiao Lei, this is to distinguish it from the Immortal Grass Garden on Kunlun Mountain. The current one is the unique Immortal Grass Garden in the Lei family. There is only this one in the world, and there is no other meaning.

At that time, Xiao Lei insisted on writing these words himself. Although the women opposed it on the grounds that Xiao Lei's handwriting was too ugly, Xiao Lei still insisted on it. In his words, as the saying goes, "Mom doesn't think she's ugly." However, because these words are too shy to see people, because family ugliness should not be made public, these words were not carved by craftsmen, but by several women in the family themselves.

Xiao Lei stood outside the forest and looked at his clumsy calligraphy for a while with admiration and smugness. Of course, he would not think he was ugly. Then he walked into the garden carelessly.

As soon as he walked in, a burst of white smoke came out of the ground in front of him, and then the land man shook himself out from the ground. He was still holding a dragon-headed pear wood crutch in one hand and had a three-foot-long snow-white beard.

However, the dressing is much different from before. The antique-like ancient costume robe has been burned by several women from the Lei family because Yuehua said it looks too much like the ancient landlord and rich man. The current Landlord is wearing a genuine palushark style of men's clothing at the end of last year. There are pairs of close-fitting black trousers underneath. Xiao Lei has forgotten the brand, and only knows that it cost nearly four digits, and it is still US dollars.

When the gods are in this division, this Land Lord has been the first to be the first to be in history. If he hadn't fought with death, I'm afraid the women of the Lei family would have cut his beard.

And the real reason is... Baoer said inadvertently: "If Grandpa Earth cut off some of his white beard, he would look like an oriental version of Sean Connery!"

Although Xiao Lei felt sorry for the money for buying clothes, the meaning of a few women is that if you work as a gardener, you don’t have a penny salary. Is it okay to buy a good dress for others?

In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw such an old man wearing a fashionable brand wearing a worthless fashion brand coming out of the ground in front of someone, which might scare the person to death. Xiao Lei stared at him for a few seconds before he came back to his senses and recognized that this was the free labor force at home.

When the Land Lord saw Xiao Lei, his face changed immediately. He bowed and bowed, begging with a bitter face: "My tired uncle, why did you come in the middle of the night? Oh... the girls have picked all the things in this garden long ago, and there is no good stuff anymore. Yesterday there was a jade crabapple, which can grow to the third grade in twenty years. I persuaded him for one morning, but Miss Baoer forced him to pick it back... It's such a waste of good things. Why are you here so late?"

Before Xiao Lei could speak, the Landlord seemed to have thought of something and changed color and said, "Oh no! You are not here for the six treasures of azalea purple heart grass, are you? My little ancestor! That thing is a good thing, but you are too anxious? Now if you get it back, it will only have six points of effect at most. You can wait patiently for thirty years and wait until it grows to the top grade before you can get it back and refine the elixir as medicine..."

Looking at the Land Lord's expression of a painful face and looking at himself as if he was looking at a prodigal son, Xiao Lei couldn't smile bitterly and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I won't pick things today, I happened to pass by the back room, so I just came in and take a look."

Hearing this, the Tudigong's face looked a little better, but he still looked at Xiao Lei vigilantly.

Xiao Lei walked inside casually, and the Land Lord followed him in an endless manner.

"Well, judging from your nervous look, do Baoer and the others often come to pick grass recently?" Xiao Lei asked casually.

As a result, it attracted a series of bitter water from the Landlord. Xiao Lei was bored and heard the Landlord whisper for a long time, and finally said, "...so many good things, alas... I felt sorry for my old man when I saw it. If the girls were to refine pills for medicine, it would be fine, but Miss Baoer was just for fun! Especially two days ago, I came to find the grass to avoid light, and there were only two left in our garden! I begged for a long time, and Miss Baoer left me with one, so I could leave it for seeds! Otherwise, the roots would be broken, and I would have to ask for them again in the future, but there would be nothing!"

When Xiao Lei heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved: "Light-proof grass? Why did Baoer take that thing?"

He was surprised for a reason.

The light-proof grass is actually not a particularly precious thing, it is just used to refine some special elixirs. It is mainly used to refine something called "transformation pill".

The Transformation Pill is a pill that allows people to eat hidden traces. After taking it, ordinary people can change their appearance within three hours, just like a chameleon, which can become very similar to the surrounding environment. They can even make themselves invisible!

The effect of this elixir is basically similar to the seventy-two transformations learned by Xiao Leihui from Bodhi Patriarch. However, the difference is that the real magic of transformation is to think about it at will, and you can change whatever you want.

But the transformation pill is different, and it can only become something around. In other words, if there is a chair around you, then the person who eats the transformation pill can become a chair. But if there is no chair around you, it will not be able to change it. Just think of the chameleon in the animal, so that in order to hide itself, the color of his body becomes the color of the surrounding environment.

The premise is that there must be a suitable environment around you!

"Baoer wants to refine alchemy? She wants to refine the 'morph transformation pill'?" Little Lei said strangely: "But Baoer already knows invisibility and tricks. What's the use of her transformation pill?"

"That's it... how dare the old man ask? Even if the old man asks, Miss Baoer won't tell me." The Land Lord was still making a bitter sound: "I said a few more words that day, and the girl almost came to pull out my beard."

Xiao Lei nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll ask Baoer about this matter when I go back and let her be more careful in the future."

He didn't take this matter to heart, but just treated it as a child's play, and just planned to find an opportunity to ask Baoer after going back. But he didn't know, and then he forgot about the matter. However, the situation afterwards changed, which was not something Xiao Lei could expect now.

The Land Lord thanked him very much, but Xiao Lei was so frustrated by his quarrel that he simply left the forest, said goodbye to him, and went directly to Ye Buqun's residence behind.

Ye Buqun's small house was surrounded by two small earthy hillsides like Miao Yan's magic "Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Technique" on all sides, leaving only a small exit, which was the fairy grass forest.

The purpose is to create the artistic conception of a valley in the mountains.

Xiao Lei walked in through the forest, and from a distance he heard howling wind, and whirring sounds, mixed with the sound of energy in the air.

Xiao Lei was curious and quickened his pace and walked in.

The radius here is only a small space of a basketball court, and the house is built under the hillside. Of course, it is impossible to really build pure bamboo like the house in the valley of Miaoyan on the Hanging Island of Xianshan School.

After all, this is not a hanging island, but a human world!

The Hanging Island is like spring. But it will be windy, rainy and snowy on earth! The bamboo building cannot survive the wind and snow. The internal structure of this house is made of bricks and wood, and the outside is decorated with some bamboo for beauty. However, overall, it is already seventy-sixth-something similar to the bamboo house on the Hanging Island back then.

Outside is a huge bluestone, which is the same as outside Miao Yan’s residence on the Hanging Island. It is just the place where Miao Yan once practiced swords.

At this moment, there was a person standing on the bluestone, and it was Ye Buqun.

Ye Buqun was scattered with hair, naked, wearing only a pair of trousers, holding a Western-style knight sword in his hand, slashing left and right. He saw his sword waving in his hand, with energy emitting energy everywhere and sword energy surrounds!

Especially his body was faintly wrapped with a silver light! The light was obviously not sword energy, nor was it the magic power of Eastern cultivators.

Xiao Lei knew that it was only when Western samurai practiced to the highest level that they could emit a kind of "fighting energy".

A white light was flashing above the sword edge, which was the martial arts of the "Holy Light Cross Sword" practiced by the Vatican Paladin. I saw Ye Buqun's sword energy radiating, as if he was desperately venting a sensation of depression in his heart. Around the huge bluestone, countless sword marks had been chopped out on the mountain wall.
Chapter completed!