Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation, I became a role model of righteousness

Chapter 138 Return to the Inn
Jiang Li's question made Qiu's mother stunned for a moment, then she sniffed and said affirmatively:
"Who else could it be but Furong? She has transformed into a fierce ghost and is here to seek revenge on those three families!

She trapped us here because she was angry that we didn’t help her. She hates all of us and she will definitely not let us go…”

As he spoke, he became overwhelmed with sadness and started crying again.

Jiang Li did not comment on what Qiu's mother said.

These people in Xiaofu Town are just ordinary people. They think the murderer is Furong mostly because of preconceived notions.

Because Furong died unjustly and the scene of her death was so strange and tragic.

Later, the families who harmed Furong were wiped out, and they naturally suspected Furong.

But in Jiang Li's opinion, the possibility that the murderer is Furong is very small.

After all, even if Furong died unjustly, she would become a member of the Gui clan.

But the Gui people also need to practice to improve their strength. It doesn't mean that you will become invincible just by wearing red clothes.

Even if Furong transformed into a fierce ghost, she could only deal with ordinary people, but it was impossible for her to deal with cultivators with her current level of cultivation!
If the murderer is indeed Furong, that only means one thing.

That is, Furong has a helper by her side, and this helper is quite powerful, at least at the Golden Core level.

In just a few words, Jiang Li thought a lot.

Meng Jue said nothing and continued to play the role of his taciturn younger brother.

Instead, Long Aotian kept expressing his opinions in Meng Jue's sea of ​​consciousness.

[The murderer couldn't be that Furong. She just died not long ago, how could she have such ability?

There are still golden elixirs among the disappeared monks, as well as the evil energy surrounding Xiaofu Town.

Such a strong Yin energy is impossible for a newly dead Gui clan to have! 】

Although Meng Jue didn't say anything, he agreed with Long Aotian's words in his heart.

He also felt that the possibility that the murderer was Furong was extremely low.

Seeing that they had almost finished talking about Furong, Jiang Li started asking other questions.

"The Zhao family was wiped out. Has the son of the Zhao family who was cultivating in the Mingyang Sect ever come back?"

Mother Qiu shook her head repeatedly, "Of course not, what if he came back?
No one even dared to inform him about this, thinking that they could keep it secret for the time being.

Once the murderer is caught and he has been dealt with, we will notify the Zhao family kid to come back."

"Are you sure he doesn't know about this?" Jiang Li raised his eyebrows.

"He probably doesn't know. Xiaofu Town is so far away from Mingyang Sect, and no one informed him of the situation. How could he know?"

At this time, Xiaohu hummed a few times, and seemed to be about to wake up.

Qiu's mother quickly patted his back to coax him to sleep, and soon Qiu Hu fell asleep again.

Just at this time, Qiu's father had almost finished writing the letter and asked Qiu's mother if she had anything to say.

Qiu's mother complained about the loss and planned to go over with the child.

"Let me hold the child, you go and do your work first." Jiang Li reached out to take the child.

Mother Qiu hesitated for a moment, seeming a little embarrassed, but seeing Jiang Li's friendly smile, she finally handed the child to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li sat with her child in her arms, while Father and Mother Qiu discussed what else they had not said to their daughter.

Finally, after much thought, Qiu's father and mother drew a portrait of Qiu Hu, intending to let their daughter see what her brother looked like.

By the time the letter reached Jiang Li, it was so thick that it could hardly fit into the envelope.

It can be seen that Mr. and Mrs. Qiu really have a lot to say to their daughter.

In addition to these letters, there were also snacks that Qiu's mother prepared for Qiu Lan that she liked to eat when she was at home, and new clothes that she made for Qiu Lan.

Although Qiulan is no longer at home, Qiu's mother still makes new clothes for her, hoping that her daughter will have new clothes to wear when she returns home.

Even though I know that my daughter is now a little fairy and will not lack these things, as a mother I always want to do something for her.

When the things were packed up, there was another huge pile. Looking at this pile of things, Father and Mother Qiu felt quite embarrassed.

It's really too much trouble for others to help carry so many things.

Jiang Li took out a palm-sized red cloth bag and put all these things in it.

"This...you are immortals!" Mother Qiu asked in shock after seeing Jiang Lilu's move.

Jiang Li smiled and shook her head, "Of course not, because my brother and I work in the sect's kitchen and often have to prepare a lot of things, so we have this kind of storage bag.

Mortals can also use this kind of bag, but the space inside is not large, and it cannot compare to the storage bag used by immortals.

And it can only be used to hold small things, which is not very useful for immortals."

These words are really not nonsense.

There are indeed storage bags that mortals can use. This kind of storage bag does not require spiritual power to open. After dripping blood to establish a connection, it can be used by thought.

However, this storage bag also has flaws, namely, it has a small space and cannot recognize its owner.

Dripping blood is just to establish a connection, it does not mean recognizing the master.

Moreover, items with too strong spiritual power cannot be put in it, as the powerful spiritual power will burst the bag.

Immortal cultivators don't have any use for this kind of thing, but almost all mortals working in the sect have one, and it is considered a rare item among mortals.

"So that's it!" The couple suddenly realized.

“Okay, it’s getting late, so my brother and I will go back to the inn first.

If we can leave Xiaofu Town, we will help you bring the things back to Wanfa Sect and give them to Miss Qiulan."

"No, no, how can we let you leave like this? Why don't you stay at home? We have a spare room, so you don't have to stay in an inn!

I don’t know when the white fog will dissipate. It’s so expensive to stay in an inn all the time!” How could Qiu’s mother let the messenger stay in an inn?

Besides, things are different now than before, and it’s not convenient to stay in an inn.

Qiu's father also asked to keep the person.

Jiang Liwan declined Jiang's father and mother's requests, saying that she and her brother had things to do and it was not convenient for them to live in the Qiu family.

As their attempts to persuade her to stay failed, the couple could only reluctantly send Jiang Li out.

After the two men left, the couple locked the door again and went into the house with a sigh.

"I don't know if we can send the things we gave to our daughter. Even the immortals can't do anything to Furong. I'm really worried!"

"Why think so much? The Wanfa Sect will definitely send someone over.

It's impossible for such a big sect to be helpless against just Furong.

Those powerful immortals just haven't arrived yet." Father Qiu comforted.

"I hope so. I still want to keep this old life to see my daughter again. And Xiaohu, he is still so young, only one year old this year..."

On the way back, neither of them wanted to talk.

This street is not a place for talking.

The streets were empty and so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Jiang Li could even see pairs of eyes secretly observing their every move.

These people are the people who are hiding at home and dare not go out.

Ignoring the secret stares from these people, the two returned to the inn along the same route.

Zhou was surprised to see the two men come back. She thought they would stay at the Qiu family, but she didn't expect them to come back again.

The two of them just said that they felt embarrassed to stay in someone else's home and it would be more comfortable to stay in an inn. They didn't say anything else.

(End of this chapter)