Chapter 260

Yin Zi took the identity card and walked towards the Qinjia Mansion excitedly, hmph, I don't believe that I can't get in this time!

Before arriving at the Qinjia Mansion, outside a merit hall, Yin Zi saw a group of people surrounding the merit hall, and looked inside curiously. "Words * love * first * hair

It's all people, and it's all women! This kind of scene, if placed elsewhere is not strange, women ask for incense to worship the Buddha is common, but this is Qinjiazhai, the women here have no time to wander the streets, no time to ask for incense and worship the Buddha! These are the things that the men in the family should do.

Yin Zi couldn't see the inside no matter how she stood on the periphery, and the curiosity in her heart was even heavier, why are there so many strange things in this Qinjiazhai?

The two women standing next to each other chatted: "How was business last year?" ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the heartless, I earned enough to support my family last year, isn't this a wish to come?"

"Heartless? Who is Wuxin? Yin Zi leaned over and asked.

The two women on the side looked at Yin Zi, and one of them spoke: "You're from a foreign country, right?" ”

Yin Zi nodded, listening to the other woman, "No wonder! Wuxin is the prophet and God of Wealth for all of us in Qinjiazhai! can be ordered by him, it is safe to make a fortune in a year! ”

"God of Wealth? So godly? Yin Zi's eyes widened, if he said that the divination was very spiritual or something, Yin Zi would just listen to it, but this Wuxin was a character who could guide people to make money, which made Yin Zi have to be curious!

"How can I get unintentional guidance? Does it cost a lot of silver? Yin Zi asked cautiously, if she spent one hundred taels to get a word of guidance and earn eighty taels a year, she Yin Zi would not do it.

"The unintentional prophet comes to Qinjiazhai once every three months, and each time he asks for a few medicinal herbs, as long as he finds someone, he can get the prophet's guidance!" The woman on the side held a bag in her hand and said proudly.

Yin Zi looked at her, presumably she had already found the medicinal herbs she didn't intend to need!

"Excuse me, what does he need?" The medicinal herbs are not too difficult for Yin Zi, after all, she has been pouring those herbs since she was five years old with her master, and she can still pick ordinary herbs.

"This time the prophet wants five-colored fennel, nine night nettles, seven-star grass, and half sunset!" The woman holding the bag had a smile on her face, you know, these four herbs are not something that ordinary people can step on, these medicines are grown on the edge of extremely steep cliffs, and the person who picks the medicine must not only work well, but also have a very organic relationship with these herbs, otherwise, it will not be found.

"Fortunately, I'm here to repay my vows today, otherwise with these few medicines, I would have come for nothing today!" The talented woman rejoiced.

Yin Zi secretly sighed to herself, this unintentional prophet is really not easy to see.

A certain sedan chair stopped on the side of the road, the sedan chair fell, and the people on the side of the sedan shouted: "The unintentional prophet has arrived, give way quickly!" ”

In front of the Hall of Merit, which was still chaotic, he quickly made way of a passage, and the sedan curtain was opened from the outside, and a man in a white robe and a white curtain came down from the inside!

The man in white walked past Yin Zi, and Yin Zi smelled the memorable ambergris on his body, and couldn't help frowning, is it him?!

Who is this person? The people of the Qinjia Mansion called him "Second Young Master", and now this group of people treats him like a god, calling him "Prophet Wuxin"! This man is really not simple!

Surrounded by people, the white-clothed man entered the Hall of Merit, and the person holding the herb in his hand lined up, all wanting to see the prophet earlier, after all, these herbs, after picking for a long time, the medicinal effect will be greatly reduced, and they are afraid that they will not accept it.

Yin Zi thought for a while, but felt a tightening of her wrist, and turned her head to the familiar elegant but cold face: "Master? ”