Chapter 239: 238 No Freedom at All

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Chapter 239: Chapter 238 No Freedom at All Qin Liuxi returned home as dawn was about to break, and Qi Huang, hearing the noises, came out from the adjoining room in her garments. Before she could speak, her nose had already caught the strong scent of ginseng. “Miss, you went out for the night, were you searching for some medicine? Did you dig up some ginseng?” This ginseng must be quite aged, such a strong scent, it’s invigorating just by smelling it. Qin Liuxi, somewhat weary, pulled out the Little Ginseng Spirit from her sleeve and tossed it over: “I found it unexpectedly while searching for traces of the Northern Ghost King, it has already developed spiritual wisdom, just dig a random hole in the medicine garden and bury it there to nourish it.” As Qi Huang caught the Little Ginseng Spirit when it was thrown to her, she looked down to see a completely intact, chubby white ginseng, which was very pleasing and had a rich medicinal fragrance. And once the Little Ginseng Spirit entered the courtyard, it was immersed in the Spiritual Energy of the place, never expecting that beyond Geng Cave and Da Feng, there would be such a place brimming with Spiritual Energy, it was almost drunk. Just as it was about to be intoxicated by the Spiritual Energy, it was suddenly thrown by Qin Liuxi and hearing her words, it immediately snapped back to reality, feeling somewhat wronged. Despite being a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit with developed spiritual wisdom, was it really only worthy of a random hole? Before the Little Ginseng Spirit could protest, Qin Liuxi glanced at it and said: “If you can’t produce a ginseng fruit within half a year, just wait to be turned into medicine.” Qi Huang felt the Little Ginseng Spirit tremble in her hands, and couldn’t help but smile, patting its beard root: “Don’t be afraid.” The Little Ginseng Spirit wanted to cry: Sniffles, how can it not be afraid? This person is so fierce. After giving her instructions to Qi Huang, Qin Liuxi yawned and went into the house, but her words carried out again: “Conceal your scent a bit, otherwise if it attracts something that shouldn’t come, I’ll put you into medicine.” Little Ginseng Spirit: “!” Finished, completely without any freedom of its own. Qi Huang smiled and tapped its head, saying: “Miss is harsh with words, but her heart is soft. She’s reminding you. Now that you have developed spiritual wisdom, you should know your own value. Not only people, but even the evil spirits would covet your body, hiding your scent a bit will save you some trouble.” Even though they dare not come to this courtyard, what if there is one that is not afraid of death? Hearing Qin Liuxi’s words, the Little Ginseng Spirit concealed its scent and said: “I understand now, Miss Sister, what is your name?” “I am Qi Huang, I am a servant to Miss,” Qi Huang said. “From now on, stay with Miss and you will find your own fate.” Everyone says that, the Little Ginseng got curious, is Qin Liuxi really that good? Seeing Qi Huang speak softly and knowing the customs of the mortal world involves giving a proper greeting gift, it painfully plucked one of its small beard and placed it in her hand, uttering sweetly: “From now on, I’ll rely on Sister Qi Huang’s care. I am a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, this is our first meeting, I can only offer this, and I hope you don’t disdain it.” After a pause, it added: “Once I produce a ginseng fruit, I’ll give you one too.” Qi Huang’s eyes curved in delight, feeling even better about it and responding: “A beard from a thousand-year-old ginseng is invaluable, thank you. Come on, let me find some good soil to nourish you in.” Inside the room, Qin Liuxi listened to the conversation between the person and the ginseng, turned over, and muttered: “Really knows how to act worldly, hmph.” She closed her eyes and fell deeply asleep, unaware that since the Little Ginseng Spirit had entered the mansion, its scent had spread throughout the entire mansion and even outside on the streets. And the servants who were half-asleep and smelled the ginseng aroma all felt invigorated, thinking to themselves, which family is so extravagant to stew ginseng so early in the morning, such a strong scent, how much ginseng must have been used.

Chapter 239: 238 No Freedom at All

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