The waiter stretched out his hand to lead the way, and then led the way to the first floor again.
Fang Zhe paused on the stairs, his dull eyes falling on the girl again. After a while, he followed the enthusiastic waiter downstairs.
"Bang——"
His forehead hit the lower edge of the stairs on the third floor.
The waiter turned around when he heard the sound. When he saw this scene, he quickly apologized: "It's all because of the improper repairs of our building. Oh, I'm so sorry. Master monk, do you think you need me to take you there..."
Fang Zhe touched his forehead as usual. Before the man finished speaking, he shook his head, bent slightly and walked downstairs.
The waiter was also smart. He just thought the guest was kind and didn't mention it again.
Jiang Su raised his eyelids slightly, looked at the height between the stairs, and said to himself: "The height between the two floors is indeed not enough, and it is not suitable for tall people like us to walk."
Immediately afterwards, she took a deep breath of the rich scent of spiritual plants in the air, and suddenly opened her eyes wide, like a kitten that had been sucking catnip.
She realized that she had almost run into the pots of spiritual plants again, and quickly made a small opening on her fingertips with her nails, letting the warm blood flow out.
"Hiss—reality, this is the sense of reality."
She squinted her eyes slightly to enjoy the happiness that the pain brought to her, "Sure enough, one thing is better than another. Compared with the pain, the spiritual plant has to make concessions."
The girl put the bleeding fingertip into her mouth and licked the thin callus on it with her soft tongue.
"The spiritual material is in... the East District." Jiang Su smacked his hands and walked briskly towards the east side of the second floor.
Along the way are various magical instruments sold by merchants. Dark iron swords are inserted into the stones on the road for sale, and talismans are hung on the bamboo branches along the way. The lines on the talismans are faintly glowing with spiritual power and sway with the breeze.
Various spiritual plants are planted under trees or beside rocks. Their erect stems and leaves tell Jiang Su that they are good things!
The girl clenched her fists, suppressed her peripheral vision, and forced herself to stare straight at the road to the East District.
After walking half a stick of incense, you will reach the east area of the trading house.
Jiang Su stopped at the edge of the East District and looked around. There were all kinds of vendors, including monks in monastic robes, mortals in thin shirts, monsters who liked to show the ears of their own race, and spirits that were not yet half human.
"Don't miss it if you are passing by, they are all the characteristics of our tribe, the centenary fox tail tip hair, the centenary fox ear tip hair, the centenary fox fox nails!"
Jiang Su heard the sound and turned around, and as expected, the person shouting loudly was a beautiful fox demon with its white fox ears exposed.
"The willow tree demon produces its own catkins! It's guaranteed to be valuable! Both medical and alchemy cultivators say it's good after using it!"
Jiang Su's mind couldn't stop looking at it. This home-made stall owner was also a willow tree demon with a green body and a slender waist.
She stopped when passing by the stall selling catkins and looked carefully at the catkins sold by this demon.
The girl said to herself: "Catkins can cool blood and stop bleeding, clear away heat and detoxify, but I don't know if there is any difference between the catkins produced by the mature willow tree and the catkins on the roadside."
"Yes." A duck call suddenly sounded in Jiang Su's ears.
"..."
Where did the duck spirit come from to interrupt my train of thought... It's so annoying.
Jiang Su tilted his head and looked menacingly with a knife in his eye.
He deserves to die...he talks too much...just kill him...
The person who interrupted was stunned when he saw Jiang Su's eyes. He could feel that the girl in front of him had murderous intent.
Jiang Su looked at the man up and down with a critical eye. His voice was like that of a drake, but he was not a duck.
"According to popular plots, most people who appear at this time have ulterior motives... This appearance... seems more like they came prepared."
Jiang Su lowered his eyebrows and took a deep breath. He looked like he was not disturbing strangers, but in fact, he was standing behind him in a serious manner, ready to unsheath himself at any time.
This man looked like a young boy with a white face, exuding an elegant temperament. He was dressed in a long gown and holding a tube of bamboo slips in his hand. He looked very much like a scholar who was preparing to take the exam for academic status.
Scholars will not come to the East End where spiritual materials are sold.
"What's the difference."
Jiang Su turned his head and asked the willow tree demon in the booth, with no intention of paying any attention to the scholar.
The scholar smiled calmly upon seeing this, not caring about the girl's reaction.
When the willow tree demon saw that the girl in green in front of him was showing signs of buying something, he immediately took out the wooden box from under the stall and carefully opened the lid, which was filled with catkins.
Liu Yao enthusiastically grabbed a large handful from it, spread his palm and stretched it out in front of Jiang Su's eyes. He nodded at the scholar, "What this young man said is true! Our Liu Yao's catkins are indeed the same as those of the willow trees on the roadside.
The catkins make a big difference.”
"Not only because we have high cultivation, are old, and have strong bodies and lush branches, but also because we can absorb a wide range of spiritual energy. I am a weeping willow from the north water. Catkins belong to water, and I usually breathe in everything.
It’s the spiritual energy of the North Water.”
Having said this, the Willow Tree Demon straightened his slender waist, and his loose hair fell past his knees.
Jiang Su muttered in her heart, "...Is this the legendary waist that cannot be easily grasped?"
"That's right, their willow demon appearance has always been loved by the world." The scholar with a drake voice suddenly said.
"..."
Jiang Su's pupils were constricted at this moment, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
I knew it! I knew this person was prepared for me!
Without saying a word, the girl took out a handful of spiritual stones and threw them on Liu Yao's table.
When the Willow Demon saw this, she held her face in surprise and smiled, "Oh, it's too much. Girl, you gave me too much."
Jiang Su did not reply to her, and immediately put the wooden box filled with Beishui catkins into the storage bag, and sprinkled a bottle of white powder on the scholar with a flick of his sleeve.
The next second, the girl in green disappeared.
"Hey, why is this girl gone? I'm still counting how many spiritual stones I should give her back! These are all top-grade spiritual stones for her!" Liu Yao looked anxious, holding a few small pieces of spiritual stones in one hand.
With the other hand, he pushed most of the spiritual stones on the table outward.
The scholar reacted quickly and opened the bamboo slip in his hand, and all the powder was caught on the flat bamboo slip.
His expression didn't seem to change at all, and he didn't seem to care at all about the girl's departure.
This doesn't sound like someone who would interrupt.
————
Jiang Su suddenly pinched his neck, this time not with his right hand, but with his left hand.
"Wake up, Jiang Su, wake up!"
The girl's two eyeballs were protruding from the outside, and black energy enveloped her eyes. The color of her pupils, which had gradually recovered after the thunderstorm, became lighter again.
She was leaning against a deserted tree in the East District. Her legs were weak. She grabbed her right hand and used all her strength to support the tree trunk behind her. The spiritual energy that had filled her body after taking the Spirit Storage Pill poured out like a flood.
This time, she subjectively wanted to strangle herself. She needed the feeling of suffocation, the feeling of being near death, and she needed to faint.
Because ever since the scholar spoke, this ethereal voice has been floating in her sea of consciousness. It was different from the whispers of the five people in the Demon Realm. The voice was saying: "Jiang Su, you deserve to die."
She was unaware of the black energy on her face at this moment, which seemed to have been hiding from her.
"Who is it! Who is it!" The girl's consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness. Now there is no Yaizhen and Pulao, and she cannot return to the Demon Realm.
She roared like crazy in her sea of consciousness, and the five people from the Demon Realm didn't happen to come to her sea of consciousness for some unknown reason.
It's a coincidence, a very coincidental coincidence.
It just happened that there was no one to help me when I got sick. The last time was during the thunder tribulation, and this time it was after the thunder tribulation. How could it be such a coincidence?
"Who are you, ah, ah, ah, ah, stop talking! Come out, or I will strangle myself to death, and we will perish together."