The address where the medicinal herb collector agreed to meet is located in a community built in the early eighties, which is a flat-roofed six-story building with no elevator, which looks a little old.

Han Ye and the old god stick climbed to the sixth floor of the previous building according to the address and rang the doorbell.

After a while, a young man with an indifferent look came out and asked them what they were coming from, and then opened the door and let them wait in the living room, while he himself went inside.

This house looks old on the outside, and the same is true on the inside, it is the decoration style of the first ten years of the last century, even if the entire floor has been bought and opened, the area is very large, and it is still full of a strong stale taste.

Not only is it stale, but it is also very cold, there is no heating and no air conditioning in the house, standing in the living room, I always feel that my body is cold, as if it is a little colder than the outside.

Han Ye was looking at the decoration environment in the room, and the young man pushed a wheelchair and walked out of the room.

In the wheelchair sat an old man in his seventies, with thinning hair, a withered appearance, a gray complexion, skinny and bones, at first glance, he looked like a skeleton, and there was almost no life.

Han Ye couldn't help but be taken aback, even if it was far away, he could feel the strong death qi wrapped around this old man's body.

Logically speaking, this old man should have died a long time ago, but he is still alive now, which is a little incredible!

He glanced at the old god stick, and from the other party's eyes, he also saw a look of shock, obviously the same incomprehension.

At this time, the old man came to the two in a wheelchair, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm really sorry, please come all the way to the two of you, you should have found a better place to meet the two, but unfortunately, I am really unable to move, so I have to bother the two." ”

The old god stick is Han Ye's nominal master, and the affairs on the scene are naturally handled by him, so he smiled and said: "Where, where, my brother is unwell, we should come over." By the way, brother, what is your surname?"

The old man said, "Don't be surnamed Shi." ”

"Oh, Brother Shi, I heard that you have three hundred years of wild ginseng in your hands, I don't know if this is true or not?"

The old man didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Master Zhao, what do you think of the feng shui of my house?"

The old god knew that it was the old man surnamed Shi, and he was deliberately taking the school exam, so he replied casually: "Brother, there is a big problem with the layout of your house, with the sun on all sides, the five elements are disordered, the yin qi is extremely heavy, and it hurts the master for a long time." ”

The old man asked noncommittally, "Since the yin qi is heavy, where is the heaviest part?"

If in the past, the old god stick would have been in this link, and he would definitely have a black eye, and he would have started to talk and make things up.

However, after killing the corpse chaser some time ago, Han Ye gave him the corpse chaser's feng shui compass, and he was not stage frightened at all at this time.

He took out the feng shui compass, looked at it carefully for a while, and then followed the direction specified by the pointer, pointed to the bedroom to the west, and said: "The yin qi in that room is extraordinarily heavy, brother, I think it's better for you not to live in that room, it's better to change it into a utility room." ”

When the old man surnamed Shi saw the compass, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, a smile appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "It is worthy of Master Zhao, it is really famous, and the art of feng shui is simply superb, which is amazing." ”

After speaking, he said to the young man behind him and said, "Go and get the ginseng." ”

The young man took the order, turned and went into the room again, and when he came out again, he had a red brocade box in his hand.

The old man asked the young man to hand the brocade box to the old god stick, and then said, "This is a three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, Master Zhao, you can identify it." ”

Han Ye's eyes lit up, and he took the first step, opened the brocade box, and pretended to show it to the old god stick, but in fact, he was carefully appraising.

The limbs of this ginseng have grown, the roots are clear, and it has become a human form, and as soon as the brocade box is opened, a medicinal fragrance with rich spiritual power immediately comes to the nose and lingers in the nose.

This is indeed more than 300 years of wild ginseng, no matter the quality or size, it can be called the best choice!

Han Ye couldn't help but be overjoyed, in order to find this main medicine, it can be said that he had gone to great lengths, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes and let him find it here.

As long as he got this ginseng, he could immediately open the furnace to refine the long-coveted Emperor Ning Yuan Dan!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Han Ye nodded slightly at the old god.

The old god understood it, so he smiled and said to the old man: "This is indeed a three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, yes, my brother is lucky, I actually got such a rare treasure, but I haven't found it for a long time." Brother Shi, I'll discuss something with you, can you transfer this ginseng to me?"

Old Man Shi smiled with difficulty: "Master Zhao, you are a person who knows the goods, so you naturally know that this year's wild ginseng is rare but not sought, even if you have money, you can't buy it." What's more, my limit has arrived, and I rely on these heavenly treasures to hang my life, so what is the use of asking for more money?"

The old god stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "I'm a poor fortune teller, even if you ask for money, I can't afford it, but I always have what my brother needs."

Otherwise, brother, you won't let our master and apprentice come here to meet, let alone test my feng shui skills.

Time is precious, let's not go around in circles, open the skylight and say something bright, brother, what do you want to be willing to cut this ginseng into love?"

Old Man Shi's gaze fell on the compass in his hand, and his gaze was unabashedly full of longing for this feng shui compass.

"I have some interest in Master Zhao's Feng Shui compass, and if Master Zhao uses this compass in exchange, I am willing to endure the pain of parting love. ”

"This feng shui compass is our feng shui master's rice bowl, you are trying to rob my rice bowl. The old god stick smiled, "Besides, what's the use of this feng shui compass if you want it, brother?"

Old Man Shi didn't explain, but continued to offer: "In addition to the three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, I also have rare medicinal materials that I have treasured for many years, as long as Master Zhao is willing to give me this compass, those heavenly and earthly treasures will be yours, and I will also give you a sum of cash, what do you think?"

"Everything else is easy to say, only this compass may not be as good as your brother, because this is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in my master's family, if it is given to you, it is equivalent to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and after a hundred years, I will have no shame to face the ancestors of the master. ”

The old god made up nonsense in his mouth, and shook his head very resolutely.

In addition to bargaining, there is a more important reason, that is, he likes this feng shui compass very much, and he is really reluctant to take it out and exchange it.

He glanced at Han Ye with some worry, for fear that this apprentice would suddenly come out and dismantle his platform.

The feng shui compass may be a treasure to him, but in Han Ye's eyes, it is far worse than the weight of the ginseng.

In order to get that ginseng, Han Ye was afraid that he could do whatever it took to exchange a feng shui compass for ginseng, which would be a piece of cake.