Chapter 139 Tracking

She knew everything from the first time she entered the city to what she bought after selling the blood rice.

After learning that Chen Tianjing and others were buying horses and some ironware from his family's shop, Xie Hongyuan was certain that the Chen family was just a small family.

As for the mass burial mountain, it was probably an unknown hilltop, perhaps a little remote, otherwise it would not be possible to explain the reason why they purchased these things.

However, Xie Hongyuan was a little puzzled that this kind of family, which didn't even have horses or iron weapons, could actually have a totem.

Could it be that he just found something to worship and called it a family totem?

In addition, there are other things purchased by these people, just Bodhi Fruit and Purple Zhizhi, which are only useful for Body Tempering Realm warriors and Blood Coagulation Realm warriors.

But that day, Nan Xing could only be used by Xiantian realm warriors.

So, this Chen family must have innate realm warriors.

It is not surprising for a family to support a Xiantian realm warrior, but Chen Tianjing was very lavish when it came to spending jade coins. He almost spent the jade coins from the blood rice sale.

From this point of view, the Chen family most likely still has a lot of blood rice, and the blood rice sold this time is only part of it. It is precisely because of this that they will not feel heartache.

Xie Hongyuan, who wanted to understand, had a bright look in his eyes. If this was really the case, then the family could not stand idly by.

This blood rice is of great benefit to the family.

But what to do next, we still have to wait for the clan members sent out to report back on the specific situation.

The only thing that makes Xie Hongyuan regretful is that the other three major families may have sent people to follow him like him.

Thinking of this, Xie Hongyuan frowned slightly and then said to herself:

"No, I have to report it to my family first, so as not to let the other three major families take the lead."

…

"Very well, you did the right thing."

"I've sent your third uncle to follow you."

In the Shi family, a man with a majestic expression nodded with satisfaction after hearing Shi Jian's report in front of him.

In his hands was the blood rice that Shi Jian had just purchased.

Shi Jian smiled after receiving praise from the clan leader.

He is not very powerful, and there are not many people below him. It is too difficult for him to do this. It is better to report it to the family and let the family take action. If the family gains something afterwards, then he will naturally be the first hero.

Hearing that the patriarch sent his third uncle, Shi Jian became more focused. It seemed that the patriarch took this matter very seriously. The third uncle was a warrior who had reached the innate realm.

"Clan leader, can this blood rice be cultivated?"

Looking at the blood rice in his hand, Shi Jian suddenly asked.

If he could cultivate the blood rice in his hand, then he would really have accomplished a great feat this time.

The man picked up a piece of blood rice and shook his head slightly:

"This rice is essentially ordinary grain rice, but the place where it is grown is different. That's why it changes into blood rice, which cannot be cultivated."

"If my guess is correct, the Chen family must have a natural treasure land. This is the key to growing bleeding rice!"

Shi Jian's eyes lit up, a natural treasure! That's a rarity.

Just like his Shi family, didn't it develop into what it is now because of a treasure land?

Until now, the family's bodhi trees are still shining brightly for the family. Although they have the help of family totems, this all shows the importance of natural treasures!

It's a pity that the Shi family is not the only one who knows this information. I am afraid that the other three families have also taken action now.

Yong'an City, which was originally relatively peaceful, is now undercurrent.

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"Qingmeng, are you hungry?"

In Yong'an City, two teenagers stopped and swallowed their saliva while smelling the aroma coming from the restaurant not far away.

On the side, Chen Qingmeng was holding a piece of rough rice paper and writing something on it with a wolf brush.

Hearing Chen Qinghe's plaintive voice, Chen Qingmeng stopped moving, looked at the food on the stall not far away, and pursed his lips.

"But we ran out of food when we entered the city."

Chen Qinghe sighed helplessly.

He had already made a lot of preparations when he came out, but he didn't expect that the two of them were consuming food faster than he expected, so that now their stomachs were growling with hunger.

"Qingmeng, don't remember these things for now, let's go find something to eat first."

Chen Qing shook his head fiercely:

"No, grandpa said, you have to do something when you come out, so it's easier to do business when you go back."

Chen Qinghe wasn't trying to persuade him, so that was fine. If he went back he would be beaten a little lighter.

"Qingmeng, why don't we go find my father and the others? I can't hold it any longer!"

"good!"

Unable to think of a way, the two hit it off and headed towards the place where Chen Tianjing and others had been.

After entering the city, the two of them had sneaked behind a group of people to inquire about it. After confirming the place where Chen Tianjing and the others were selling blood rice, they left just for now.

"There are so many things, my dad and the others probably haven't sold them all yet! We can still help sell them!"

Although he was going to be scolded, the hunger in his belly made him ignore it.

Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the stall where Chen Tianjing and others were staying.

But when the two arrived at the place, they only saw an empty place, with no familiar figures around.

This change made Chen Qinghe open his eyes wide and said in shock:

"What about my dad who is so big?"

"Qingmeng, my father is gone!"

Chen Qing scratched his head fiercely:

"Have they gone back? Or should we go back now?"

Chen Qinghe had a worried look on his face. Even if his father didn't go back, it would be difficult to find his father in such a big city.

After hearing Chen Qingmeng's suggestion, Chen Qinghe said:

"We must go back, but we have to find some food first, otherwise we will starve to death halfway."

...

As the night gradually darkened, Chen Tianjing and his party began to set up camp on the not-so-wide road.

It took them six days to get from the family to Yong'an City.

Now on the return journey, although there is no blood rice and other goods to drag, there are other things, and it will take at least five days to walk back.

As for why he didn't ride a horse, Chen Tianjing had his own ideas in his mind.

When Chen Tianjing and his party set up camp, a man in black clothes, with long hair draped over his shoulders, bangs covering his forehead, and only a pair of deep eyes were revealed, squatting quietly on the tree, paying attention to the movements of Chen Tianjing and his party.

Seeing that the men stopped and were not going to move forward, the man frowned, but did not make any other moves. Instead, he leaned against the treetop and prepared to spend the night like this.

But just as he closed his eyes and concentrated his breath, his eyes suddenly opened and looked at another big tree not far from him.

There was also a figure lurking in that tree.

When the man in black looked at that person, the other person seemed to have a premonition.

The two people's eyes quickly met in the air, and each frowned slightly.

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