At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the big apricot tree in front of the door stretched its big green leaves, and the whole Xie Mansion was full of dense oily green.

At this time, news came from Gyeonggi that King Zhao appointed Xie Zhan as the right general to lead the army to fight against the rebels in southern Xinjiang.

In his previous life, he also went to war every now and then, as if he was the only general in Guping City.

Cheng An didn't feel anything, after all, whether Xie Zhan was present or not was basically the same thing.

And, she has important things to do.

Taking advantage of the dim light in the carriage, Cheng An spread out the yellowed medicinal note in his hand, and confirmed his ghostly prescription again.

"Gentian, ginseng..."

Xie Zhan was unwilling to help, so she had to continue to find a way by herself.

She can naturally write the prescription for prolonging life, but no matter how the medicine is changed, it can't get around the spirit grass that only grows in the fairy world.

Although the spirit plants in the fairy world may also be lost in the mortal world, as long as these things are discovered, they are the treasures of heaven and earth that disciples of various sects of mortal families flock to.

Cheng An had asked Hongyu to send someone to inquire about the spirit grass.

As expected, there has been no harvest.

However, last night, there was a sudden news that someone had seen a medicinal herb suspected to be called 'Wu Dun Mu' in a medicinal herb hall in Guping City.

Cheng An heard this, and immediately packed up early this morning.

——If it is true Wutunmu, then she can find other herbs to replace it.

With a slight thought, she looked at the dim light in the carriage, "Eldest young mistress, this is it."

The Herb Hall is located in the forest in the north of the city, not too far from Xie's Mansion, and it can be reached within a few miles by carriages and horses.

looks like...

It's quite unusual.

Cheng An helped Hongyu's hand to get out of the car, watching the people coming and going on the street, and the hawkers making sesame seed buns yelling there in the early morning, and the aroma of the refreshments wafted for ten miles.

Along the street, several familiar wealthy daughters were wearing veils, holding paper fans, laughing and talking on the side of the street, surrounded by many attendants.

Do not know why.Cheng An felt a chill in his heart.

Looking back, oh, it turned out that Liu Bizhou was also among the ladies from the family who were shopping in the market.

Speaking of which, the last time there was such a big commotion in the market, there was no news about it in the end.

This Liu Fu Yin is really powerful.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

She knew that she was not liked by these ladies in the city, and she didn't have any intention of attracting their attention, so she dragged Hongyu into the medicine hall.

The medicine hall is not big, and it is furnished with ordinary red lacquered wood. When you enter, you can smell the familiar fragrance of medicine.

Cheng An sniffed, and said involuntarily: "Sanqi, puffball, Puhuang... are quite fresh, but I don't know which one was injured."

"Excellent, this distinguished guest knows a lot."

Behind the screen, a cheerful and fat shopkeeper came out from the back room, dressed in a green mandarin jacket, his body trembled as he walked, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and he looked very kind.

"..."

Cheng An saw him familiar, but couldn't tell where he had seen him.

"Both come...do you have a prescription?" Probably because the two of them were dressed in extraordinary clothes, they should be young ladies from some family. The fat shopkeeper waved his hands and personally entertained Cheng An and the two of them.

"No."

"This..." The fat shopkeeper paused, and his face became a little ugly.

The medicine is three-point poisonous, there is no prescription, or it comes from a wealthy family in the mansion... Ordinary medicine halls have driven people away long ago, who would dare to sell them medicine.

Although, Cheng An was able to recognize the traumatic herbs he boiled just by smell, which is indeed somewhat capable.

But if someone is a blind cat and meets a dead mouse, wouldn't he be embarrassed?

Cheng An could see his doubts: "I'm not here for some kind of medical treatment, or for something."

"Things? The villain can help, just say it."

Hearing this, the fat shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his hands, and smiled again with his eyes narrowed.

"It's a kind of wood that can be used as medicine..."

Cheng An coughed lightly, and told him clearly about the shape and smell of Wutunmu, but he didn't expect her to speak halfway.Avoid someone.

There is a show!

The rock that Cheng An had just placed on the car fell halfway.

"You two, please follow me."

The fat shopkeeper coughed lightly, lowered his voice, and ordered the waiter to continue serving, while he walked to the mahogany escalator to the second floor.

"Young Mistress, this fat man is mysterious and mysterious. It's frightening to see, so we don't want to go..." Hongyu shrank her neck in fear, and took Cheng An's hand to persuade her to go back.

Cheng An naturally wouldn't stop: "You wait for me here."

After saying that, she immediately stepped on the escalator, and also went up to the second floor.

Seeing this, Hongyu gritted her teeth: "Where is this going to happen? Just wait for me..."

The display on the second floor is similar to that on the first floor, and it is full of simple and elegant mahogany furniture. There are a few simple and clear plain blue porcelain vases on both sides.

A bamboo screen screen blocks a door.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Cheng An followed behind the fat shopkeeper's huge body, amazed as he walked.

This fat man looks like a layman, but these furnishings have a quiet and classic layman's style.

The fat shopkeeper pushed open the door, his face straightened, with some respect, he put on a gesture of invitation: "My boss is inside, you two go in and talk to him."

owner?

Hearing this, Cheng An was stunned.

...

...Could it be some evil cultivator who purposely released the news of Wutunmu to hang people.

Although he was worried, Cheng An still took a step and stepped into the door.

The furnishings behind the door are the same as those outside the house, even more sober and retro. There is only one shelf of books, one fire, one table, and two pairs of furniture. The smell of medicine outside is missing in the air.

Cheng An faced the light, and it took him a long time to clear the carved window, the person sitting cross-legged on the futon, making tea.

"..."

This is clearly clear.

But she wondered if she was looking at the wrong eye, or her mind was not clear enough, so she rubbed her eyes and looked again.

"You read that right."

The other party smiled lightly, obviously anticipating her arrival, but his eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of surprise: "It seems that the girl and I are really destined."

"..."

Wonderful.

Cheng An's heart was extremely complicated.

She has lived for nearly twenty years, and only today did she find out that the owner of a certain medicine hall in Guping City is... her immediate boss, Xiu Qi?

"Eldest young mistress...you know him?" Hongyu was also quite surprised, she grabbed her cuff and said in a low voice.

"In the Xingjun Temple... I met it by chance."

Cheng An slapped her head, and now she remembered, she asked why the fat shopkeeper just now looked so familiar.

Isn't this the profiteer and protector Pang Yuan who guards the blood pool?

Tut tut.

She actually only found out today that his business in the ghost world has unknowingly come to the mortal world.

"Please sit down."

Xiu Qi raised his hand to signal her to sit opposite, and did not pour tea with her.

Cheng An understood that a cup of tea from the ghost king was extremely dark, and mortals naturally couldn't drink it.

She coughed lightly: "Just now I told the shopkeeper that I came here to find something... What are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, there was only a muffled thud, and Hongyu beside her leaned back. If it wasn't for the futon under it, she might be knocked out into a big bag.

"Don't worry, she's fine."

Seeing her expression tense for a moment, Xiu Qi explained to her:

"Since you call Siming Xingjun Xingjun, not Xianjun, then she won't be able to hear what we say next."

"..."

Cheng An breathed a sigh of relief, and sat across from him, unconsciously becoming serious as if he had taught her how to use spiritual power in the past.

Xiu Qi saw that the corners of her mouth were tightened and her face was as serious as a piece of pig iron, so she couldn't help laughing.

"It's not that important to be so nervous."

Cheng An secretly slandered.

That's right, every time he finishes talking about the unimportant... After that, it is usually the focus of practice.

Under the conditional launch, Cheng An nodded more seriously: "What you want, what to do, how to give, you just say it."

Seeing her sitting on the futon obediently waiting for him to speak, there was no doubt on her expression, as if she accepted everything he said.

Xiu Qi sighed, got up, and took out a suet white jade box from the small wooden lattice under the bookshelf.

As soon as he opened the box, a strong sandalwood fragrance spread over the surface.

Cheng An smelled the smell, his heart froze, and the stone fell to the ground completely.

His gaze swept across the warm jade box eagerly.

A forearm-length tree root, like black dead wood, lay in the jade box.

"this……"

With Cheng An's eyesight, it is natural to see that... this is a five-dun tree that is nearly ten thousand years old.

Moreover, it is very big!

Ordinary Wudunmu elixirs only need fingernail-sized powder, finely grind and sprinkle a few grains, and it will be great...

This forearm-length piece of wood...

She, Cheng An, has learned a lot today.

Wutun wood belongs to the five elements, it can be used as medicine, and it is also an excellent material for refining spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

The contents of this jade box in front of me, even if placed in the sky, are things that can make all kinds of gods fight.

Xiu Qi covered the jade box, and handed it to Cheng An with a relaxed expression, as if he was just handing her an ordinary piece of burnt black wood:

"I don't really need the five escape wood, and it doesn't matter if I give it to you."

"..."

no?

Such a big piece of ten thousand year five escape wood, just give it away?

In Cheng An's heart, Zhong Hufa, who took care of the finances of the ghost world, mourned for a moment.

Boss... you are really a bit of a prodigal.

She frowned and looked up at the other party: "This is not very good. I'd better take... um..."

In the middle of speaking, she was forced to stop, feeling a little annoyed in her heart.

Right now, it seems that I really have nothing, and I can afford the price of this piece of wood...

"Don't worry, I do this, naturally I have some plans."

Xiu Qi seemed to see her embarrassment, shook his head with a smile, and opened his mouth to help her out quite empathetically.

Hearing this, she felt relieved.

——There is a price, that's easy to say.

The financial deficit of the ghost world can still be saved.

Cheng An coughed lightly: "It's enough to just say it. Whatever I can do, I will do it with all my might."

"Then I'll say it straight."

Xiu Qi nodded, no longer procrastinating, and went straight to the point: "Do you know that you are a Xuanyin soul?"