Chapter 615 I Will Be Your Follower

Chapter 615 I Will Be Your Follower

Hearing this, Lin Yuan looked in surprise at Master Hong Shen, who was disheveled and had a black beard.

Because as early as when he came in, Lin Yuan found that Master Hong Shen was wearing a badge of a three-star creator.

Moreover, the fourth star pattern on the badge of the three-star creator has risen, showing that Master Hong Shen's creator ability has reached the peak level of the three-star creator.

It can be said that Master Hong Shen has reached the limit of what a creator can achieve when his soul is traumatized.

It took a long time for Master Hong Shen to recover from the severe pain.

Master Hong Shen, who recovered from his shock, picked up the water glass on the table, gulped down the water in the glass, and then said to Zhang Xiaobai.

"Boy Bai, I have healed all the damaged spiritual creatures you sent."

"But you can't owe the old man the money, as usual, if you don't have enough money, you can dig some bitter fern roots for the old man when you go out on a mission."

Hearing the three words bitter fern root, Lin Yuan knew exactly what the bitterness he smelled just now was.

Emotional master Hongshen has been relying on the bitter taste of bitter fern root to suppress the pain of soul trauma.

This is also a good way to share the wounded pain of the soul with the sense of taste among the five senses.

Ordinary people touch the bitter fern root with the tip of their tongue, and their mouths feel like they are chewing coptis for a whole day.

It can be called an inhuman torture.

However, this kind of bitterness that ordinary people can't bear is actually a relief for those whose souls have been traumatized.

Lin Yuan saw Master Hong Shen over there and Zhang Xiaobai were settling the treatment expenses.

Lu Pinru's four Yingzhi silkworms had been brought back to life, and they were spinning silk threads on the silkworm stand.

Lin Yuan was about to see if he could rent a room from Master Hong Shen, so that he could use the goddess-level fire element pearl to bake the sap of the cold snow pines into a cold snow rosin to heal Lu Pinru's soul trauma.

At this time, Lin Yuan only listened to Master Hong Shen speaking to Zhang Xiaobai.

"Go away, boy, the old man is tired, don't forget to dig out the bitter fern root and bring it to the old man when you come back next time."

"Otherwise you won't use it, kid."

While speaking, Master Hong Shen's complexion became ugly again.

He quickly took out the medicine bottle from his arms, poured out two pills made from bitter fern root, and put them in his mouth.

To resist the pain from the depths of the soul.

Lin Yuan said to Zhang Xiaobai who was walking towards him.

"Xiaobai, go and rent a place with Master Hong Shen, and I'll make it for Lu Pinru to heal the wounded soul."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaobai immediately showed a look of surprise on his face.

How difficult it is to heal the trauma of the soul, just look at Master Hong Shen who has relied on the bitter fern root to suppress Zhang Xiaobai for so many years and can't heal Zhang Xiaobai.

Originally, Zhang Xiaobai was ready to go on missions to raise money for Lu Pinru after Xin Ying and Tan Ran woke up.

One year is not enough to raise money, and there is always a way to raise money for five or ten years.

But he didn't expect Lin Yuan to take action directly to solve this problem.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaobai remembered that Lin Yuan was not only a healing Reiki professional, but also a creator.

Master Hong Shen was about to open his mouth to taunt, but he saw Lin Yuan just took out the contents of the crystal bottle in his hand.

Master Hong Shen's eyes straightened up.

Master Hong Shen wasn't sure what the liquid in the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand was, but it was just the cold and moist feeling that the liquid in the bottle gave off.

It has already suppressed the throbbing pain deep in Master Hong Shen's soul.

After the pain disappeared, Master Shen Hong hurriedly spat out the bitter fern root pill that had not completely melted in his mouth, and cursed.

"It's fucking miserable."

Just as Zhang Xiaobai wanted to discuss with Master Hong Shen about renting a room in the treatment center, he saw that Master Hong Shen had come to Lin Yuan's side in small steps with bright eyes.

"Little handsome guy, can you sell me some of the liquid in the bottle?"

"You can ask me to do anything!"

Lin Yuan looked at Master Hong Shen strangely.

Lin Yuan seldom walks around, even if Lin Yuan looks good, there is almost no chance of being called a handsome guy.

But now that an old man called him a handsome guy with greedy eyes, Lin Yuan felt his hairs stand on end.

Especially the latter sentence, you can ask me to do anything, which made Lin Yuan more puzzled.

Can you really do anything?

You are so old, is there any tricks you can do?

Seeing that Lin Yuan heard his request without fluctuation, Master Hong Shen just looked at him in astonishment, and Master Hong Shen immediately became anxious.

His eyes were fixed on the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand, and he stretched out his hand to grab it.

At this time, Master Hong Shen felt a chilling coercion pressing him firmly in place, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Sen Han's coercion only appeared for a moment before being taken back.

Master Hong Shen fearfully glanced at the woman who was looking at him with a sneer on her face, and remembered that he was tortured by the severe pain in his soul several times a day, so he gritted his teeth and said.

"If you are willing to sell the liquid in the bottle to the old man, and let the old man suppress the trauma of the soul, then you can choose the wealth of the old man at will."

"If you can completely heal the trauma of the old man's soul, the old man is willing to work for you."

After finishing speaking, Master Hong Shen brushed away his black beard, and took out a black ring-shaped diamond step spiritual box wrapped in his beard.

He solemnly held the black ring-shaped diamond-staircase spirit box in his hand, and handed it to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan looked at the expression on Master Hong Shen's face, and thought of the pain that Master Hong Shen suffered just after the traumatic attack of his soul.

It seems that I can suddenly understand why a creator is willing to use freedom as a bargaining chip.

Lin Yuan shook the milky blue liquid in the bottle and said.

"This is the sap from the body of the lord-level mythical second-level cold snow pine. Is there anything in your wealth that you can exchange with me?"

The mother of the blood bath saw the bright eyes flashing in Lin Yuan's eyes when he spoke.

He knew that Lin Yuan was already in front of his eyes, this disheveled old man with a black beard.

Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Master Hong Shen's expression darkened, he glanced at the black ring in his hand and put it away.

Master Hong Shen, who took a step back, looked at Lin Yuan solemnly and said.

"Although the old man is now a three-star peak builder, I have been stuck as a three-star peak builder for fifteen years."

"I believe that after the recovery of the old man's soul, he will soon be able to master the method of using soul power to mix the spiritual liquid, and he will be promoted to a four-star creator within half a month."

Speaking of this, Master Hong Shen tidied up the scattered clothes before speaking.

"The old man is willing to dedicate all of his freedom to you, and swears to be your follower with the will rune."

First update.