Looking at the people kneeling by the river, Jiang Hao just smiled.

What these people worship is the river, and it has nothing to do with him.

Not staying does not mean that you are afraid to meet people.

I just find it troublesome.

It’s easy, no need.

After watching the adults for a while, Jiang Hao turned around and left.

As people at the bottom, parents cannot keep an eye on many children all the time.

But we still need to train those who should be trained to prevent tragedies from happening.

It was getting late, and Jiang Hao inexplicably walked back to his "home" house.

He stood at the door for a while.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to do something.

Finally, I knocked gently on the door of the house.

It was the old woman who opened the door.

"Are you here again?" She remembered Jiang Hao.

But when she wanted to invite people in, Jiang Hao shook his head:

"No, I'm here to help you two."

"Wait a minute." The old woman immediately shouted inside:

"Old man, come out quickly."

Her voice was not loud and she seemed to be struggling.

After someone inside responded, the old woman smiled and explained:

"My memory is not very good."

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded to express his understanding.

Soon the old man came out and was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Hao:

"Is something wrong, young man?"

"That's it." Jiang Hao hesitated for a moment, but continued:

"If people from the Jiang family come here one day, I would like to ask these two elderly people to say something."

"What is it?" the old man asked curiously.

Jiang Hao was silent for a while and then spoke slowly:

"Please tell them that my son, who left home at the age of five, is still alive. Although it is a bit hard, he is living well.

Don’t blame them, don’t hate them.”

Hearing this, the old man and his wife were very surprised.

"If they can come back, I will definitely bring them to you.

Even if I die, old man, I will entrust it to others." The old man said with a smile.

Jiang Hao bowed and thanked him.

After that, he turned around and left without any other nostalgia.

I did everything I could.

Although it may not be the best, I tried my best and there are no more distracting thoughts in my mind.

If you leave tomorrow, you won’t have much regret.

But there is a lie in what I just said.

I blame them.

But this kind of resentment is very strange.

Do you blame them for selling you, or do you blame them for moving away quickly?

He couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

The next day.

Jiang Hao left the room.

Hong Yuye followed him and left with him.

The second secret slate was thrown to him this morning.

I think it's to attract other people.

He is the bait Hong Yuye puts out, waiting for other small fish to take the bait.

Different from normal fishing, Hong Yuye, as an angler, has no intention of contributing at all.

Let the bait solve the problem yourself.

Jiang Hao didn't dare to have any objections, but he was also happy.

A Broken Wolf gave him several thousand more spiritual stones, and even if other people were not so wealthy, they could still make him a lot of income.

‘No wonder some people like to go out and are trapped in the sect. How can there be so many spiritual stones.’

‘It’s just that the greater the return, the greater the risk.’

Shaking his head, Jiang Hao left the Yunshang Inn amidst the waiter's voice: "Guest officer, please take your time!"

For a moment, he felt that he was quite wealthy even in the town.

There is no constraint at all in the sect.

I always feel like I don’t have enough spiritual stones.

But luckily, I came out to grab some and got a lot richer.

Thinking of this, he was a little happy.

"A few thousand spirit stones make you happy?" Hong Yuye asked while holding an oil paper umbrella on the road.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao was startled and touched his face.

Did you just laugh subconsciously?

As for other people, he doesn't worry about anything.

You will be very calm.

But here in Hongyuye, Tianjue Gudu’s calmness will fail.

Not only that, there may be restlessness in the heart.

So it’s not unusual to notice changes in mood.

"No." Jiang Hao shook his head.

At noon, the red rain leaves were walking slowly under the sun holding an umbrella.

"If I continue to get spiritual stones in the future, will I be tougher when I speak?" she asked casually.

Money is alluring, and Jiang Hao doesn't know what he will do if he has too many spiritual stones.

But I will definitely control myself.

There are only tens of thousands of spirit stones, so it won’t change too much.

"No, after all, we still have to buy good tea for our seniors. These spiritual stones are not enough." Jiang Hao said modestly.

"How much is the Tian Huan Dan worth?" Hong Yuye suddenly asked.

"Three thousand to ten thousand." Jiang Hao said without thinking.

At this time, Hong Yuye stopped and looked at Jiang Haodao:

"These are extreme market prices. In ordinary terms, it would be 7,000?"

"Probably." Jiang Hao was not sure.

"What's the price of Tianqinghong?" Hongyuye asked again.

"Ten thousand spirit stones and one coin." Jiang Hao replied.

He felt a little bad for a moment.

"I got more than 3,000 from killing Po Lang, and 7,000 Heaven's Return Pills, a total of 10,000." Hong Yuye sneered:

"Remember to buy me some money so that I won't mind if you fool me with second-rate tea over and over again."

After saying that, Hong Yuye continued to walk forward.

Don't give Jiang Hao a chance to say no.
To be continued...