Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 516 The Banyan Sapling in Ancient Times 3

Qingyun is somewhere in between among the three.

There's nothing grand about it.

I just want to live my life on my own little plot of land, doing ordinary, mundane things.

Properly educate and train your own disciples and followers.

To carry forward and promote his lineage.

After years of exposure to wind, sun, and rain, he looks only slightly younger than Zhixuan.

This is also a good thing.

His once handsome face had long lost its former charm, unlike some of those meticulous old men who pretend to be refined and elegant.

He didn't use the face cream that Huiyan made for him.

My lifelong passion is physical training, weightlifting, and self-torture-style self-improvement.

I can smile broadly even when I see an extra wrinkle on my face.

Zhixuan is the same.

If you don't have the talent to reach the threshold of immortality, then training yourself to be an iron man or a bronze man is also a great option.

One kick is enough to cripple that lecher.

Ah~ I won't say any more~

Rongbao uses the idle chatter of its three old friends as background noise, its roots growing infinitely underground. Occasionally, when it encounters a flower, grass, or tree that it can communicate with, it has to say "excuse me."

He stumbled upon a villain while encountering an injustice on the road.

Legends of the invisible knight-errant have been passed down among the people.

Not surprisingly.

Zhan Pianyi has encountered another accident.

Confident in her own charisma and strength, she wanted to do something fun with a respectable young man and pass on her bad luck to him, but Rongbao, who had seized the opportunity, hoisted her up.

A shudder.

He shook off the magical artifacts and treasures that had been welded onto his body.

The clattering bells rang all over the floor.

It's dazzling to look at.

All of them were opportunities stolen from others.

Two shakes.

The supplies in Zhan Pianyi's space disappeared: granaries, armories, seeds, medicine, fire starters, energy...

They all traveled through time and space back to a certain unlucky base in a post-apocalyptic world.

Upon seeing this scene, several elderly leaders at the base were so excited they nearly fainted.

Three shakes.

Of course, we should break off a tiny bit of her halo so she can no longer use it to deceive ordinary people.

Rongbao handled this matter in a very organized manner.

When Zhan Pianyi's soul transmigrated into the body of the young lady, her family discovered something was wrong. She emptied part of the warehouse and fled, but before she could return to kill the original owner's relatives and become the head of the family, Rongbao threw her back into the family.

Zhan Pianyi's time travel was no accident.

There's a little wicked bug in my head.

She teamed up with Zhan Pianyi and stole the spotlight from the female lead in the apocalypse.

They took advantage of the situation and reaped a lot of benefits from the small world.

By the time the world's consciousness realized something was wrong, these two had already slipped away and changed coordinates.

If the little bug that took her through time had eaten more of the luck energy, the two of them might have been able to continue their quick travels and wreak havoc on other small worlds.

It extends branches that are invisible to the naked eye.

Rongbao dug the little bug out of Zhan Pian's head, leaving her clutching her head and screaming in terror.

Of course we have to call it!

The old man with the golden finger was touched and taken away.

Anyone would be terrified in that situation.

Whether the Zhan family would perform shamanistic rituals, dissect people, or imprison them and hand them over to qi practitioners, was beyond Rongbao's consideration.

It only needs to ensure that people live a hard life for a while.

Actually, it's not necessary for it to keep an eye on things.

Since the halo hasn't shattered, the person can definitely hold on for a while longer; their death is set for the day the original owner becomes lightning-struck wood.

Feel the tiny insects scurrying about in your palm.

Rongbao stopped arguing with it.

Let the system handle this.

Yes.

Recently, I've been spending a lot of time in the system space without following any tasks; I'm basically doing logistics for all the studio employees.

While we're at it, let's also recruit a few more promising new employees.

Cats and dogs are fine too.

Vampires and zombies are also acceptable.

Any species is welcome, whatever you want.

Except for Taotie.

The reason for this is simply that the ancient beasts had powerful backers, and the Taotie was too greedy, making it too troublesome to attract them.

It would be better to find the Zerg.

The Zerg can complete missions, including the "Heartthrob" mission, the "Procreation" mission, and the "Interstellar" mission, without any problems.

Oh.

And you don't have to worry about them being love-struck.

Because their favorite is their own king.

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When Zhan Pianyi was dumped and sent home.

Huiyan was surrounded by his young monks, who were clamoring to hear the abbot tell a story about peach trees that bloom during the day and bear fruit in the morning.

Huiyan gave a few dry remarks about the peach tree's growth, the feng shui of the peach tree's location, and how peach wood could ward off evil spirits before finally sending everyone away.

"To ward off evil spirits?"

Rongbao scratched his head.

"I can do it."

There is no tree in this world that a banyan sapling cannot accomplish.

Other trees can, it can.

It can do what other trees can't.

Thinking this, the ancient tree shook off a few more branches and roots that had previously shed their essence from other worlds.

It was a close call that the monkeys carried it away to use as firewood.

Otherwise, you'll have to lose new ones from your body.

What a waste!

In the infinite space, the monkeys were busy learning to cook with wood-fired stoves like humans, making delicious and natural food. Naturally, they wanted to try the firewood from the ancient banyan tree to see if it would taste even better.

Jiang Xiaoping ignored the pulling between them.

He tugged at Qingyun's beard.

My hand slipped.

I pulled off two.

Guilty sin.

She handed over a strange talisman she had drawn herself, and stuffed her beard into it as well.

Ugh.

My hands are sore.

She at least knows how to respect the elderly.

The provided book does not contain the types of talismans used by Rongbao.

She only added a little bit that she felt was "not out of line".

With the "Spring Breeze and Rain Charm" available for spring planting, a rain mixed with thunder and lightning will fall, and farmers won't need to water their fields!

【A Talisman to Protect Against Both Villains and Gentlemen】—Used to distract others, the annotation says it's for theft prevention, but Qingyun thinks it's a good escape tool.

Hmm, tell the young Taoist priests to draw more.

As the year draws to a close, the year's gifts will be given to Huiyan and Zhixuan, so that when they go out to do good deeds, they won't have to worry about being relentlessly pursued anymore.

The "Empty Head Talisman" can turn a person into... baldness.

And what's with this "Sinking Fish and Falling Goose Talisman"? Is it for hunting? Huh?

There's something so useful out there.

How did Xiao Jiang manage to keep her family heirloom so that only her child survived?

Oh.

It turns out that he was just unlucky and didn't have the talent for drawing talismans.

Little Jiang is in trouble.

Tomorrow I'll take Xiao Jiang to the temple to have him blessed and exorcised, and the day after tomorrow I'll go to Zhi Xuan's place. I don't believe the bad luck on the child's forehead won't dissipate.

Rongbao is bored.

It was late at night.

When Huiyan was about to sneak into someone's residence at night, it left an illusion in the same spot, while its real body shrank and jumped onto Huiyan's shoulder.

"So heavy..."

Huiyan was suddenly pressed down by Rongbao, and thought he had seen a ghost.

But he soon realized that wasn't the case.

This sweet smell is so familiar...

It's a peach tree.

It wasn't a real ghost sighting, but it felt even better than a real ghost sighting.

With his neck pinned by a tree branch, Huiyan couldn't turn his head and couldn't find a water source or a bronze mirror to confirm his identity.

He could only tentatively ask, "Brother Tao, is that you?"

Rongbao chuckled twice, imitating the voice of a witch from a fairy tale, "Old man, you're pretty good, you can even recognize this."

"But I am not Brother Tao, please teach me 'Grand Ancestor,' 'Grand Ancestor Generation After Generation.'"

This was the first time Huiyan had ever been called an old man.

Oh.

No.

There is a tree that calls itself an old man.

It sounded incredibly novel to me.

"How did you get gone? And you can even talk? Are you good or evil...?"

If he's evil, don't follow him out of the mountains.

There are too many righteous people outside, what's lacking are demons and evil spirits to boost their KPIs. This ancient tree would just be a free lunch if it went out.

It's not even enough for all those philanderers in the city.

Rongbao rolled its eyes, which humans couldn't see clearly, with dissatisfaction.

In an instant, it transformed into a wooden bowl, with eyes, nose, and mouth specially conjured on the bottom. The mouth opened and closed, and the words it spoke were strange and unusual.

"I am a good tree, my fruit is good fruit, and now I am a good bowl."

It can hold a lot of things.

It's better than your family heirloom storage bag.

Hui didn't understand the unfinished words at all.

He pondered for a moment, looking back at the path he had come from, and finally took the wooden bowl in his hand, polishing it until it shone brightly before continuing on his way.

Rongbao kept me company and talked to me the whole way.

Huiyan, dressed in black with a wig, found the experience rather novel.