MTL - The Rebirth of Crazy Ger-Chapter 4

"Immortal tea?" Wang Jin picked up the teacup, looked around, and joked, "Don't you still say this is a fairyland?"

"Yeah." Wang Jin was joking, but the old man nodded in a serious manner: "The young master of the Wang family is really smart."

"..." Wang Jin sprayed out the tea as soon as he took a sip, spraying it all over the table.

The old man looked at the tea ceremony distressedly: "This tea is a spiritual thing, you are so reckless!"

Although he said this, the old man waved his hand again and poured Wang Jin a cup of tea again: "This time, don't spray it."

Wang Jin didn't know what was going on, the old man's words seemed to have the function of confusing people, making him pick up the teacup and drink tea again in a ignorant manner. After drinking, he felt comfortable and relaxed all over his body. Yes, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling refreshed.

The old man squinted and stroked the beard under his mouth with a look of relief.

"Finally, the karma has been calculated." As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and many translucent spell-like things appeared in front of Wang Jin. The old man said, "Come on, choose."

"?" Wang Jin looked puzzled: "What to choose?"

The old man looked helpless: "Naturally choose what you think in your heart."

Seeing that Wang Jin still didn't understand, the old man said: "Isn't it uncomfortable to go to another world? It's useless to eat, drink, wear, and have no one to take care of you, right?"

Wang Jin nodded fiercely, the old man smiled and said: "So, choose, this means eating, with it, you have endless food, this means wearing, with it, you have endless clothes, this means, With it you have every practical tool, and this represents..."

It took a quarter of an hour to explain these things, and the old man let out a long breath and said, "Choose."

Wang Jin blinked, the feeling of ignorance dissipated a lot, he looked at the old man slyly and said: "Only children can choose, I want them all!"

The old man's squinted eyes opened suddenly, and his face was stained with anger: "Insatiable greed!"

Wang Jin frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "You only said you wanted me to choose, but you didn't say you only wanted to choose one. I have to choose all of them without any problems."

The old man was choked speechless, his face became very ugly, he stood up, turned around and left, turned back after a while, looked at Wang Jin and muttered in a low voice: "No, just go back like this, it's not good to ask those who are looking for death and life It’s not easy to spit back the Wang family’s money, and Xingjun Palace still needs money to repair it.”

"Huh? What did you say?" Wang Jin also stood up.

The old man looked at Wang Jin's ignorant expression, and it was really uncomfortable to hold his breath.

He reached out and pinched Wang Jin's nose, and said angrily: "I said, how can you and your group of guest ministers raised in the mansion be so capable! If it wasn't for Qian's sake, I..."

Seemingly realizing that he said something that shouldn't be said, the old man quickly stopped talking, but Wang Jin was very sharp: "Money? You came here because you received money?"

The old man's face froze, he withdrew his hands and said, "I'm not that vulgar! Of course I came here to settle the turmoil in the underworld. The twenty-seven guest officials in your mansion are all looking for death and life for you, do you know that?"

Wang Jin shook his head innocently.

He is dead, how do you know?

However, those people have eaten and drank him for several years, but he never expected to be so loyal. Wang Jin stroked his chin proudly: "Those people still have a conscience."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched: "Those people are disturbing the peace of the underworld now, these are evil deeds, you have to blame them."

"Huh? Why?" Wang Jin objected.

The old man said: "Because they are for you!"

"..." Wang Jin's face twitched.

Seeing this, the old man cunningly comforted him and said: "Of course, because your royal family has accumulated virtues for generations, and donated all the money to the heavens in this life, naturally these lost virtues are nothing. That's why you were resurrected on a foreigner, you have to know how to be grateful..."

"Shut up! Is it worth being grateful for living on a lunatic? Is it worth being grateful for having nothing?" Wang Jin's values ​​were hit.

The old man coughed lightly with guilt: "This is a little bit unexpected. A fairy friend crossed the tribulation, tore apart the space, and disturbed the timeline..."

"I don't understand what you said, but I know I'm very sad now." Wang Jin said aggrieved when he thought about his previous experience.

The old man said: "So, this is not to give you abilities, every ability here can make you happy for the rest of your life, you choose one and you..."

Wang Jin didn't listen to the old man's painstaking persuasion. He finally figured out what was going on with the old man from his confusion.

This man is here to pay off the debt! Because I took my own money!

Wang Jin became more confident: "There is no need to say, it is only natural for you to owe money and repay the debt, and I will take it all!"

The old man didn't finish his sentence, his face was flushed, he said in a deep voice: "You can think clearly, blessings are limited, greedy... the ending is not necessarily good."

Wang Jin waved his hand: "I think very clearly."

The old man was silent for a while, and asked, "No regrets."

"No regrets!" Wang Jin said firmly.

"Okay." The old man sneered, "As expected of a merchant, he wouldn't take any losses, but it's a pity..."

Wang Jin couldn't really hear what he said next, he just felt that many things flew towards him and then disappeared into his body. After that, his head became very dizzy, his eyes were gray and he couldn't see clearly.

The old man's voice came from afar: "If you want everything, you can't get it with the merits of the Wang family. I will give you a part of all the abilities. From then on, you have all the food, medicine, and tools you have ever known. There are other recipes, but you need to find the materials yourself to make it yourself."

After the words fell, Wang Jin woke up leisurely.

Lying on the bed where he first woke up, he was stunned and sat up...

This...is still that poor place! Was that just a dream?

What a strange dream.

Wang Jin frowned and got out of bed, the pain on his body eased a lot, but the bruises were still there.

He walked out, and the man was sitting at the door, with a pile of weeds in front of him.

When Wang Jin saw him, he retreated vigilantly.

Seeing his appearance, the man smiled and shook his head: "Little lunatic, am I so scary?"

After finishing speaking, the man seemed to be afraid of making him cry, so he turned his eyes away.

"I'm not a lunatic." Wang Jin frowned dissatisfiedly: "My surname is Wang, and the single word Jin."

The man paused for a while, then twitched the corners of his mouth: "It seems that the little lunatic is awake now."

"..." Wang Jin rolled his eyes, this person didn't believe him at all.

The man said: "My name is Yuan Heng."

After a pause, the man said again: "It's your man."

"..." Wang Jin frowned, forcibly held back the retort, and looked at the man's choice in silence.

It was a bunch of weeds, nothing unusual.

Wang Jin looked at it for a while, lost interest, and was about to turn his eyes away, but caught sight of something.

That thing was a weed with small purple flowers growing on the top, Wang Jin was sure that he had never seen such a weed, but when he saw it for the first time, a thought flashed through his mind.

This is one of the herbs in Bisheng ointment.