Sour Pickled Peanuts

Chapter 839 How Did We Get Caught?

The three violent criminals would not wake up for quite some time after being knocked out by Qin Han Chu.

Moreover, Qin Han Chu was not leaving; he was keeping watch not far away.

As the little girl's mother called the police, law enforcers quickly arrived.

Upon seeing the three violent criminals subdued, the leading law enforcement captain exclaimed in shock, "Who knocked them out?"

The little girl's mother hurriedly shook her head, "It was too dark to see clearly. I only saw a figure flash by very quickly. I thought I saw a ghost."

As the law enforcement captain was questioning her, the three violent criminals finally woke up.

At this moment, the three of them were already handcuffed and shackled.

"How could this be? What happened?"

"Why were we arrested?"

"Who knocked us out?"

The three of them were extremely shocked after waking up. How were they arrested? What had happened before?

After a long while, one of them finally remembered that they had been knocked out.

Yet, they didn't even know who had knocked them out.

Seeing the law enforcers apprehending the three, Qin Han Chu then flew away.

Returning home, Qin Han Chu first used his divine sense to observe Fang Jian Bo and Liu Yu Jing.

It wasn't that he had a penchant for prying; he merely wanted to confirm that Liu Yu Jing's body was healthy.

Back in his room, Qin Han Chu opened the portal to the Divine Continent.

One day on the Miraculous Continent was equivalent to one hundred thousand years on the Divine Continent.

With such a disparity in the flow of time, it was naturally faster to cultivate on the Divine Continent.

He had cultivated for forty thousand years on the Divine Continent, and the Miraculous Continent had only experienced one night.

Qin Han Chu felt that this rate of time flow was not quite right.

It would be more logical if the flow of time on the Miraculous Continent and Pangu's physical body were swapped.

Forty thousand years was like the blink of an eye. Qin Han Chu's second Nascent Soul had already cultivated to the Divine Seal.

Not only had Qin Han Chu's second Nascent Soul cultivated to the Divine Seal, but Ji Huai Rou and the others had also begun to make a push for the Divine Seal.

Even if they cultivated to the Divine Seal, they would not be able to go to the Miraculous Continent.

A Xiang was a testament to this.

After painstakingly cultivating to the Divine Seal, none of them wanted to be forcibly reincarnated.

Now, they could only wait for Qin Han Chu to figure out the secret of the Miraculous Continent.

In the early morning, Qin Han Chu emerged from the world of the Sky-Opening Divine Axe.

Seeing Liu Yu Jing about to walk their dog with Fang Jian Bo, Qin Han Chu also got up and went out.

He needed to get acquainted with the two of them, which would make it easier to approach A Xiang.

Not long after Qin Han Chu went out, Liu Yu Jing and Fang Jian Bo also came out together.

"Hello," Qin Han Chu greeted them with a smile as he met Fang Jian Bo and his wife.

"Hello," Liu Yu Jing, an outgoing girl, greeted Qin Han Chu cheerfully.

Qin Han Chu exclaimed in surprise, "You're video bloggers, right? I've watched your videos."

"Is that so? Then please follow us and give us your support," Fang Jian Bo said with a smile.

"My name is Qin Han Chu, and I live diagonally across from you," Qin Han Chu continued with a smile. "Let's visit each other often in the future. If you need any help, just ask me."

"Okay," Liu Yu Jing replied politely.

"See you later."

Qin Han Chu understood the concept of boundaries.

If he were to pester them, it would only cause them embarrassment and annoyance.

This meeting was just to get acquainted; he had a plan B later.

Returning to the villa, Qin Han Chu took out some spirit rice from the world of the Sky-Opening Divine Axe.

He went to the villa's kitchen and put the spirit rice into a clay pot.

Within moments, the unique fragrance of the spirit rice spread from Qin Han Chu's villa.

As Liu Yu Jing and Fang Jian Bo walked by Qin Han Chu's door while walking their dog, they were immediately attracted by the fragrant aroma.

"What's this smell? It's so fragrant," Liu Yu Jing exclaimed.

Fang Jian Bo sniffed the air, "It smells like rice porridge. But the smell of this porridge is too amazing."

Liu Yu Jing looked at Fang Jian Bo, "Dear, what do I do if I want to eat it?"

"Huh?" Fang Jian Bo looked at Qin Han Chu's villa. "This seems to be the villa of that person we just met. How about I go and ask for a bowl for you?"

"Won't that be awkward?" Liu Yu Jing felt it was a bit presumptuous, but she was already captivated by the smell of the spirit rice.

Even for a normal person, it would be difficult to resist the fragrance of the spirit rice.

What's more, Liu Yu Jing was pregnant.

Pregnant women can have very strong cravings for certain foods.

If they don't get what they crave, they might even cry from longing.

"I'm thick-skinned. It's fine," Fang Jian Bo said with a smile. "I'll take you home first, then bring the camera and a bowl."

Liu Yu Jing was surprised, "You're going to film it too?"

"It's great material, and it can also ease the awkwardness," Fang Jian Bo said with a smile.

Liu Yu Jing chuckled, "Don't go empty-handed. Bring something from home for a trade."

Fang Jian Bo nodded, "My wife, you really think of everything."

"Of course," Liu Yu Jing said with a smile.

A moment later, Fang Jian Bo walked towards Qin Han Chu's villa, holding a video camera and a box of gifts.

As he walked, he spoke into the camera, "Today, I was taking a walk with Yu Jing and smelled the incredibly fragrant porridge from our neighbor's house. Yu Jing wanted to try it, so I'm here with gifts to trade for a bowl of porridge..."

As he spoke, he arrived at Qin Han Chu's villa door.

He rang the doorbell, and Qin Han Chu quickly opened the door.

"Hello, sorry to bother you," Fang Jian Bo said with a smile. "Is it okay to film?"

Qin Han Chu already knew Fang Jian Bo would come, so he smiled and said, "Of course. Is there something you need?"

"Is your house making porridge? It smells so good."

Qin Han Chu nodded, "Yes, I'm making porridge."

"Your porridge smells truly amazing. My wife is pregnant and really wants to try your porridge."

"These are gifts I brought. Can I trade them for a bowl of your porridge?"

Qin Han Chu replied, "It's just a bowl of porridge, you don't need to trade gifts for it."

"Just a token of my appreciation."

"Alright. If you want to drink this porridge again in the future, just tell me," Qin Han Chu accepted the gifts. "Don't bring gifts next time, or I won't give you any more delicious food. Please come in, I'll go get you a bowl of porridge."

At Qin Han Chu's invitation, Fang Jian Bo entered the villa.

Seeing no one else in the villa, Fang Jian Bo asked, "Are you living alone?"

"Mmm."

Qin Han Chu nodded first, then took the thermos from Fang Jian Bo.

Fang Jian Bo pointed the camera at Qin Han Chu's clay pot. As the lid was opened, a rich fragrance rushed into Fang Jian Bo's head.

In that instant, Fang Jian Bo felt refreshed.

"This porridge is so fragrant. What kind of rice is this? Where did you buy it?" Fang Jian Bo exclaimed.

"I cultivated it myself. You can't buy it outside," Qin Han Chu said as he served the porridge.

Fang Jian Bo was shocked again, "Mr. Qin also cultivates rice?"

"A little," Qin Han Chu smiled.

Seeing Qin Han Chu scoop another ladleful, Fang Jian Bo quickly said, "That's enough. You don't need to give me so much."

"It's fine. I can't eat this much by myself."

"Try it first. If you like it, I can give you some of this rice," Qin Han Chu said.