East area on the second floor of the commercial bank
"Hey girl, you're back!"
As soon as Jiang Su and Fang Zhe arrived at the stall in the East District, they saw the Willow Demon happily waving his arms to greet her, and quickly ran to her side in a few slow steps.
"Hey, girl, you're back. You gave me so many high-grade spiritual stones, and you just bought a box of catkins. I can't make such a loss." With that, the willow demon took out a handful of spiritual stones and asked for them.
Put it into Jiang Su's hand.
Jiang Su was overwhelmed by this man's sudden friendliness.
Although he still had that indifferent look on his face, and he was motionless and didn't reach out his hand, there was actually a little more meaning in his heart.
"With such enthusiasm...how can there be a businessman who is unwilling to make money?" Jiang Su muttered in his heart.
Seeing that Jiang Su didn't reach out to respond, Liu Yao simply reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Girl, let me tell you, we demons have our own rules. These spiritual stones have made me bald. I can't even sell them with willow bark and willow branches. I can't accept them."
Jiang Su was extremely disgusted with strangers touching her. The next second, Su She flew out from behind and pressed against Liu Yao's outstretched hand.
She let go of the kill and said coldly: "Don't touch me."
"If you don't want your hand, cut it off."
The Liu Yao was stunned on the spot, and was frightened into a cold sweat by the sudden appearance of the ancient rusty hatchet, especially since the blade of the knife was still close to his finger. He whispered: "Then this spiritual stone... can
I really can't charge more, we demons have rules..."
Jiang Su casually glanced at the willow demon's expression, turned around and walked deeper into the East District, "Fang Zhe, take it."
Only then did Liu Yao notice that the man in red robe behind Jiang Su was her companion.
"This man is tall and tall. He should be an individual cultivator... bald... he can't be a Buddhist cultivator who travels out of the Demon-Suppressing Temple."
Liu Yao is very afraid of physical cultivators, and he has always stayed away from such cultivators who are just as ticklish no matter what they do.
Especially the Buddhist cultivators at the Demon-Suppressing Temple in the Western Regions listen to scriptures and preach on a daily basis and have a kind face. However, if a monster commits an offense in front of them, those bald heads will carry a staff as tall as a person and directly beat the monster into its original shape.
"It's really scary..."
Especially at this time, Fang Zhe is still short-term, more like a Buddhist.
Liu Yao swallowed nervously and handed over the spirit stone tremblingly, like a weak businessman paying protection money.
Jiang Su walked a few stalls, but when he saw that Fang Zhe didn't follow him, he turned around and walked back to look for him.
The scene that fell before her eyes was that of a willow tree demon with a slender body and a pale face, handing a handful of high-grade spiritual stones to a nine-foot-tall red-robed man with a short head.
"..."
Why didn't the anti-crime campaign in the world of cultivation arrest a villain like Fang Zhe?
"I remember that he was still the young master of the Wujian Sect. He was powerful and wealthy. Once his family was wiped out, his consciousness was shattered, and he became a beggar living in a thatched hut..."
"If he doesn't become a black man, who will? Be a black man! Start by collecting protection fees!"
Jiang Su looked at Fang Zhe's current scene with interest and had no intention of going up to explain to him.
No need to explain, Fang Zhe took the spirit stone from Liu Yao and immediately walked towards Jiang Su who was not far away.
He saw the girl waiting for him, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised slightly.
When he came to Jiang Su, he handed her the spirit stone again.
"Ah? No, just take it. I was bored to death, so I bought a cold-blooded spiritual material and polished it for almost an hour."
Jiang Su was a little impatient. If she hadn't taken the Jingxin Pill and was now in the Buddhist sage time, she would have dragged Fang Zhe away faster.
The next moment, she turned around and continued to look at the stalls around her.
Fang Zhe understood the girl's tone, so he didn't bother much when he saw it. He walked quickly to her side and stuffed the spirit stone into her storage bag when she wasn't paying attention.
More than half a month has passed since he first met God, but he can still open Jiang Su's storage bag.
He has a high level of cultivation. If he wanted to hide it, Jiang Su would not have noticed this man paying "protection money" into his storage bag.
Jiang Su wanted to make Jingxin Pills in batches, but the tortoise shell bamboo in the backyard had been used up, so he needed to use some nearby bamboo as a substitute.
Turtle-shell bamboo was too expensive, and even she planted it herself to save money. The new Jingxin Pills would definitely not be able to use turtle-shell bamboo, and she could only look for other varieties based on luck.
"Peony~pink peony~red peony~" an old farmer shouted hoarsely.
Jiang Su turned his head and glanced at his stall a few times, and said to himself: "It's already passed the early spring, and now the peonies are out of season. When I buy them, I have to take them home and remove the roots, cut the root bark, dry it in the sun, stir-fry, and then
No matter how you prepare it, it will probably not be as effective as Spring and Autumn."
"However, it also has the effect of clearing away heat and cooling the blood. It is not a bad idea to use it to share some of the effects of turtle-shell bamboo..."
Jiang Su's expression was serious, and his aloof aura when he was considering the prescription could be seen by passers-by around him.
When passers-by saw her standing in front of the stall talking to herself, they inevitably got curious and pretended to overhear a few words casually.
As soon as I heard the words "cooling the blood" and "clearing the heat" were mentioned, I immediately realized that this was a verbose medical practice!
A man in a yellow shirt passed by, shook his head, and sighed as he walked: "Damn, we medical practitioners will go crazy sooner or later, either driven crazy by the patients, or driven crazy by the complicated diseases in the brain."
Several medical cultivators who were buying spiritual materials nearby also nodded in agreement after hearing this, wondering if someone had touched their thinning hair.
Most of the others who bought spiritual materials were alchemy cultivators. At this time, they felt a little lucky and reached out to touch the top of their heads.
"You see, even if you can practice eight hundred hair growth pills, one pill a day, these medical practitioners will still be bald, and some of them are forced to talk to themselves."
"Hey, it was a coincidence that we entered the alchemy path in the first place. Now that I think about it, we are really lucky. We also burnt the furnace to improve our cultivation. At least we will not be bald for thousands of years."
Jiang Su knew nothing about everyone's discussion. She was too confused at this time whether to buy peony skin to replenish the effect of spiritual bamboo, or to use several kinds of spiritual bamboo as a substitute.
The elixir should not be too mixed, otherwise it will explode!
It didn't happen that the peony stall was next to the Lingzhu stall, and the vendor was also shouting loudly at this time.
"Arrow Bamboo, Compassion Bamboo, Single Bamboo, Moso Bamboo, Spotted Bamboo, and Tortoiseshell Bamboo are all spiritual materials. They are genuine and authentic at a reasonable price. If there are any fake ones, we will compensate you ten percent for each fake~"
Jiang Su frowned even more when he heard this.
"Even if I don't make a choice now, I will still have to make a choice when I go back. It's better to think carefully before buying..." Jiang Su thought this way.
In addition, along the way, I have seen half of the spiritual materials in the East District, and I can't think of anything that can replace the tortoise-shell bamboo.
Fang Zhe didn't understand medicine. When he heard the girl's words from the side, he couldn't respond and simply remained silent.
Now when he heard that the girl was debating whether to buy it or not, he blinked his eyes several times.
Quietly, he took out the spiritual stone that he had put in previously from the girl's storage bag, and placed it on the spiritual bamboo stand opposite while she was not paying attention.
His movements were somewhat arrogant, and he stared at the owner of the store and said one word.