After receiving Zhang Jiayi's warning, everyone turned their heads to take a look, and they really saw a group of kobolds trotting towards this side. The nearest kobold was only ten meters away from the group, and even its jet-black paws were clearly visible.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yiming saw no less than ten kobolds, his whole body tightened, and he immediately rushed to the wall. Bearing ten fireballs at a time, even the iron man will be blown to slag, where can the flesh and blood be stopped.

Fortunately, the fence is not far away, only seven or eight meters away, and it only takes a few seconds to reach it. In a life-threatening situation, what was meant to be a decorative fence is not an obstacle at all.

After Jiang Yiming and the six of them climbed over the wall, they saw that the three people from the division did not come, and the voice of crying for help kept sounding.

"Pull me, I don't have the strength."

"Help! Who's going to reach out and pull me over? ”

Wang Zhen, who likes to play basketball, stood on the stepping stone, and he was quite tall, and he reached out and grabbed a person's hand and pulled the person over.

After he had saved the second man in accordance with the law, there was a scream and the sound of a fireball exploding from the other side of the wall, and it was clear that the last man had died under the kobold's fireball. This was followed by the sound of chewing and gnawing bones, which made the faces of the teachers and students who came to the wall look ugly.

"Death in a dream, the real body is still intact, isn't it?"

There is a student at Normal University who may feel the same way, if he didn't have Wang Zhen's help, he would also be killed by the kobold. Out of this feeling, although I know that I won't really die in the dream, I want to confirm it again.

Wang Zhen nodded and said with great certainty: "Yes, so far, the dream realm will not really kill." ”

"Thank you." The two people from the division university thanked Wang Zhen, more sincere than the last time they were rescued.

Wang Zhen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just pulled you by the hand." ”

"This is Sogang University? It looks very different from our division, there are too many people and many monsters. A student from the Normal University looked around and saw a lot of people wrestling with goblins.

Compared with the Normal University, Cheng Long said a little proudly: "Hehe, our school has all appeared in dreams, and there are many people who are willing to come in." Okay, we're going to fight the goblins to the death, you can do whatever you want, you can follow us. ”

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The next morning, when the sun had just shown its face, Jiang Yiming woke up, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart anymore, and hurriedly went to the pavilion to see the growth of ginseng. Seeing with my own eyes that the ginseng was still in good condition, intact under the protection of Xiao Huang and Dahei, I let go of my heart that had been carried in mid-air.

If it weren't for the fact that the leaves of the ancient trees had not yet generated spiritual fluid at this time, Jiang Yiming would definitely have taken them down and used them to give birth to the age of ginseng. It's a pity that the position of the tip of the ancient leaf is still empty, and there is not the slightest shadow of spiritual liquid.

It wasn't until almost noon that Jiang Yiming saw the ancient tree spiritual liquid, and during this period, he also called Fan Hongmei to ask for leave, and got a burst of complaints.

"Jiang Yiming, you asked for leave again, you asked for leave to go to the antique street a few days ago, where are you going to play today? Did you see that the pet I ordered was seized and want to go out again? I have to make up for today's order tomorrow! ”

Jiang Yiming felt a little sorry for Fan Hongmei in his heart, it was she who provided a job with a high commission when she was most poor, but this was also obtained by relying on real skills. Now that there is a way to grow 100-year-old ginseng, the job of the pet store still has to be resigned.

Shaking off the messy thoughts in his mind, Jiang Yiming tiptoed and carefully removed the ancient tree spirit liquid and put it in a crystal bottle the size of an egg, which was a container tool he had specially bought.

53 drops of Ancient Tree Spirit Liquid in the bottle, it is still a shallow layer, not even a third of it can be filled, it seems to be a small amount, but who knows what magical effect it can play?

Jiang Yiming picked off the leaves of the ginseng and poured the ancient tree spirit liquid on the ginseng, and the naked eye could see that the most valuable roots of the ginseng were expanding, squeezing out the surrounding soil and becoming larger twice.

At the same time, within ten meters of the ginseng, whether it was grass or trees, the leaves were dyed with a layer of yellow, as if they had been robbed of nutrients, but this sign was ignored by Jiang Yiming, who was excited.

"Haha! Centennial ginseng is out! ”

Rao has imagined it many times, but after seeing the century-old ginseng with his own eyes, Jiang Yiming was still extremely excited, and couldn't help but let out a low howl. With this one, there is a steady stream of ginseng behind him, and it can be said that he has dug up a mountain of gold.

The next excavation work is very important, Jiang Yiming saw information on the Internet, saying that ginseng pays attention to the roots, so that the highest quality can also be sold at the highest price. If you damage a small half of the roots, the value will shrink by half.

Jiang Yiming worked hard for a long time, dug a pit half a meter deep in the ground, and finally dug up this century-old ginseng, which only damaged a few roots.

After cleaning up the soil on the ginseng, Jiang Yiming wrapped it in red silk and put it in a gift box. If you don't pack it well this year, no one will believe that you are holding the real thing of 100-year-old ginseng.

Thinking of millions of money flying into the account, Jiang Yiming couldn't help it for a moment, and took a special car and ran directly to the south of the city, where the sales office had already been selected: Chen's Pharmacy.

Chen's Pharmacy in the south of the city has been open in Baisha City for more than 30 years and has a good reputation. I heard that it has developed into a Chinese herbal medicine planting and pharmaceutical company, and the scale is very large, and under normal circumstances, it no longer accepts medicinal materials from outsiders, but Jiang Yiming doesn't believe that they don't even accept century-old ginseng.

It stands to reason that in order to obtain the greatest benefit, the century-old ginseng in Jiang Yiming's hand can be sent to the auction house. You must know that with the deterioration of the environment and the excessive demand of human beings, the century-old ginseng on the market has hardly appeared again.

A successful auction requires publicity and momentum, and it takes a week and a half to make a move, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

Stepping into Chen's Pharmacy under the plaque where the black paint was a little peeling, Jiang Yiming's nose was full of medicinal smells, and his nasal passages were blocked. The swimming side against the wall was a dense collection of medicine drawers, and a large old-fashioned wooden counter was placed on the floor, behind which sat a young man.

"Do you want to grab medicine?" When the young man saw someone entering the store, his spirit was shocked, and he immediately asked.

Jiang Yiming shook his head and said, "I'm not here to grab medicine, I'm here to sell medicinal materials, can I ask your manager to come out?" ”

"Selling medicinal herbs?" The young man, who was almost the same age as Jiang Yiming, looked at it and refused, "I'm sorry, we don't accept medicinal herbs here." If you want to sell medicinal herbs, you can go to the herb market, which is just two blocks away. ”

Jiang Yiming glanced down at himself, blue jeans and a T-shirt, looking like a full student, he really didn't look like a seller of medicinal herbs. But where can such a small trouble drive him away, and insisted: "Go and tell you managers and appraisers that I have a century-old ginseng to sell!" ”

"Centennial ginseng? No kidding. The young man's eyes were even more contemptuous, selling hundred-year-old ginseng like this, your scam is too old-fashioned, who can you deceive?