"Vivi, no wonder I always feel like there's something missing in this room, so you hid them all in this little wooden box?"

Zhang Ling patted the dust on the wooden box with his palm and asked.

"After the young master got sick, he was nervous, and for a while he was very violent, and he fell when he saw something, so I had no choice but to hide those treasures from your childhood in this small wooden box. ”

Su Weiwei nodded, then trotted into her boudoir, took out the small key from the dresser and handed it to Zhang Ling.

"Hehe, if you lose your mind, you will still be nervous. ”

Zhang Ling took the key, with an embarrassed expression on his face, scratched his head, and then smiled at Su Weiwei: "Did the young master do something very strange to you?"

Su Weiwei's smart beautiful eyes slowly turned, pondered for a while, and replied, "Not really." ”

After hearing this, Zhang Ling felt a little relieved, thinking to himself, fortunately, when he lost his mind, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and his image was not extremely bad.

"Every time the young master goes crazy, I will run down the mountain, call the adults in the clan up, and put the young master's hands and feet on the bed with hemp ropes. ”

Su Weiwei pointed to the thick and inconspicuous hemp rope on the corner behind the door, and said with a slightly smug smile.

Zhang Ling looked in the direction pointed by the girl, and his heart trembled, no wonder every time he swept this rope in the past few days, his body couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.

"Alas, it seems that the way I used to be embarrassed must be the laughing stock of the whole family after dinner, and I really can't imagine my terrible and crazy appearance after being tied up by five flowers. ”

Zhang Ling sighed, stopped thinking about these things, and used the key in his hand to open the small lock on the small wooden box.

"Boy, take out the map of the ancient antelope at the bottom of the box and show it to the old man. ”

When Zhang Ling was about to open the small wooden box, the old dragon in the ancient ring suddenly looked at golden light, and built a spiritual channel in Zhang Ling's mind, and said curiously in a deep voice.

Zhang Ling hurriedly opened the box, rummaged for a while, and sighed in his heart that his second master's spiritual power perception was indeed powerful, whether it was a dead thing or a living thing, he could sense it.

Money bags, pen, ink, paper, inkstones, strangely shaped stones, a few demon spirit puppets, and a few legendary stories on the continent were all taken out by Zhang Ling and placed on the table.

Looking at these items, the memories of his childhood in Zhang Ling's mind came flooding out.

Eventually, Zhang Ling pulled out a yellowed sheepskin map at the bottom of the box.

Zhang Ling spread the map in his hand and scanned the signs and drawings on the map.

On the map, the emoticon depicts a towering mountain with a defensive city built by humans underneath.

On the right side of the map, there is a text annotation of the Demon Spirit Continent in half of the paragraph, and the text in it is not the common text of the continent that Nie Yuanshan taught himself.

The parchment scroll is not complete, the lower half of the parchment is marked with sword scratches, and the last line of text on the right side only reveals half a character.

Zhang Ling explored the memories in his brain and tried to find out the origin of this map, but he never had a clue.

"Second Master, is this kind of ancient map very precious?"

Zhang Ling asked with the old dragon with his mind.

"It's more precious, you first put the ancient ring on the map. ”

The old dragon showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then said to Zhang Ling.

"Good. ”

Zhang Ling didn't talk nonsense anymore, and put the ancient ring on the map according to the instructions of the old dragon, but before he could paste it on the map, the sword pattern on the ancient ring flashed a faint blue light, and the sheepskin map in front of Zhang Ling's eyes had disappeared.

Just like the previous Condensation Pill, the object disappeared in front of Zhang Ling out of thin air, and he was still a little unacceptable to him, a human born and raised on the earth.

"Second Master, can you teach me this hand of dissipation out of thin air?"

Zhang Ling had some small expectations in his heart, and asked weakly.

"When you reach the realm of the spirit person, you can use the ancient ring, and if you rub it again, after the sun goes down, I am afraid that the poisonous spirit in your body will explode again. ”

The old dragon squinted his old eyes and deliberately reminded.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ling hurriedly spread out a blank piece of paper from the table, picked up the brush and ink on the table that had been sitting for an unknown number of years and handed it to Su Weiwei, and then took out a brand-new patterned inkstone from the small wooden box.

"Weiwei, help the young master sharpen the ink, and the young master will take you out for a walk. ”

Zhang Ling hurriedly said to Su Weiwei.

Hearing the words of going out for a walk, Su Weiwei immediately smiled like a flower and ran to the backyard with an inkstone and grinding ink to prepare to mix water and polish ink.

After a while, the girl held the pitch-black inkstone and walked slowly.

The faint scent of ink fills the living room of the chalet.

Zhang Ling hurriedly picked up the brush, and after the girl put the inkstone in her hand firmly on the table, he dipped it in a little ink and prepared to write.

Then the old dragon's voice sounded in Zhang Ling's mind: "Soul Elimination Grass, Requiem Leaf, Spirit Orchid Root, Silver Snow Tree Root, Ancient Apricot Fruit, just these medicinal materials, you can buy as many as you can with your current gold coins, and buy these medicinal materials equally." ”

After Zhang Ling answered in his mind, the brush in his hand quickly swept across the paper, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced and wrote down the names of these five herbs.

Su Weiwei, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help frowning when she saw Zhang Ling's handwriting.

This handwriting is not as horizontal as horizontal, vertical and curved, without the demeanor of her young master when he was young, Su Weiwei shook her head secretly.

Picking up the paper and drying the ink, Zhang Ling's eyes were slightly appreciative, and he looked at the words he had written with a brush for the first time.

"Vivi, get ready, let's go to our own market in Via City now. ”

As Zhang Ling spoke, he had already put the paper on the table into his pocket.

"Okay, no problem, young master, we can go now. ”

Su Weiwei cheered with joy and ran outside the cabin.

Zhang Ling, who wanted to remind the girl if she wanted to change her clothes and go out, saw that the girl didn't seem to care about the skirt that had been in contact with the ground before, and then dispelled this idea.

"Second Master, is this money enough?"

Zhang Ling picked up the bulging money bag on the table, opened the lacing, and asked the old dragon in his brain.

The money bag was heavy, and the moment it was opened, there were many silver and gold coins lying quietly inside.

"It's enough to buy a year's worth of medicinal herbs. ”

The old dragon replied after glancing at the gold coin.

"Okay, it's not enough, I'll figure it out. ”

After speaking, Zhang Ling put the money bag in the bag, walked quickly to Su Weiwei's side, and the two walked down the mountain together.

Out of the gate of Zhangfu, Su Weiwei is like a white butterfly flying into the flowers, curious about anything on the street, the girl is very active, free to shuttle through the crowd.

In Zhang Ling's memory, although the girl was very familiar with the streets and alleys of Via City, she didn't go out often, firstly, to take care of herself who had lost her mind at that time in the mansion, and secondly, she was also worried about encountering danger outside.

But at this moment, because of Zhang Ling's existence, Su Weiwei no longer has any fears.

After walking for a while, under the guidance of Su Weiwei, I finally came to the most prosperous street managed by Zhang's family.

This street has some impression in Zhang Ling's mind, and he often hears adults mention that this is "Qingyun Street", one of the richest streets in Viva City

Qingyun Street is not just a street, it is a general term for the area with four streets extending around a square in front of it.

And Zhang Ling and Su Weiwei are only at the intersection of No. 1 Street.

The road was so wide that the passing of five or six carriages did not affect the business of the shops on either side in the slightest.

This No. 1 street is mainly used to sell daily necessities in people's homes, but at this time, it is also crowded with people, and the shouts of shopkeepers will be heard from time to time on both sides of the street.

The more Zhang Ling led Su Weiwei inside, the more she could feel the noise of the downtown workshop.

"Weiwei, let's go buy some medicinal herbs first, which street should we go to?"

Zhang Ling pulled his throat and put his lips close to the girl's fair-skinned jade-like earlobes and said, smelling the girl's fragrant and light body fragrance, coupled with being trapped in this chaotic city, Zhang Ling's brain couldn't help but start to be a little trance.

"On Fourth Street, follow me. ”

Su Weiwei turned her little head, through the white veil, her beautiful eyes widened, and answered Zhang Ling in a voice of the same size.

The rose veil was fluttering and undulating by the girl's fragrant scent, but fortunately, Su Weiwei's crisp voice of the silver bell still called Zhang Ling's soul back.

Immediately, Su Weiwei happily took Zhang Ling's palm with her backhand and took Zhang Ling into a small alley.

The layout of these streets seems to be engraved in Su Weiwei's mind, no matter how long it takes, when the girl stands here again, all kinds of streets and alleys will appear in her mind.

Bypassing the crowded crowd, the pace of the two of them has obviously accelerated a lot, which is also the result that Zhang Ling wants.

glanced at Su Weiwei, whose long hair was floating in the wind and had a sweet smile under the veil, Zhang Ling also had a bright smile on her face, from the bottom of her heart, very happy.

Finally, after bypassing several small alleys, Zhang Ling and Su Weiwei came to the fourth street of Qingyun Street.

Before entering the street, Zhang Ling had already smelled the rich and bitter smell of medicinal herbs.

As far as the eye can see, almost the entire street is filled with shops and vendors selling medicinal herbs.

Almost all the people walking on this street are rich and noble families in gorgeous clothes and brocade clothes.

"Although I don't know why my young master came out to buy medicine, it seems that I am in a hurry, so don't go shopping around later. ”

Su Weiwei looked at Zhang Ling, who had already walked to a vendor to look through the medicinal herbs, and secretly decided in her heart.

"Hey, this young master, what herbs are you going to buy?"

Outside the stall, a middle-aged stall owner saw Zhang Ling standing in front of the stall and rummaging with herbs for a while, so he stepped forward and asked with a warm smile.

Zhang Ling smiled and waved at him, signaling that he was just looking casually, and then cast his gaze into the depths of the street.

"Well, this young master, take your time, and tell the little one that you like, these medicinal materials are sold cheaper than other places. ”

The middle-aged stall owner saw that Zhang Ling didn't buy it, and the enthusiasm on his face gradually dissipated, and he returned to the same as before.

Not far away, after a large store visited the medicine, Zhang Ling took Su Weiwei, who was still rummaging with medicinal herbs, and walked quickly forward.

Of course, Zhang Ling knew that the medicinal herbs written by the second master could not be purchased in these small stalls, and his stay was just to stagger the wave of peak people in front of him.