"Gu Buwei is really rich, if only he was blocked by Zhinan twice......" Uncle System's tone was filled with hope and excitement.

Fang Ning was speechless after hearing this, that unlucky kid is probably still grateful to the system uncle now......

"What is a broken magic weapon, all melted down, and the material is recovered. Antique calligraphy and painting? What is this, I heard that it is very valuable...... ”

Uncle System asked Fang Ning.

"Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, now the price has dropped a lot, these antique calligraphy and paintings should be worth money in the future, keep it first, and walk up in the fresh-keeping area."

Fang Ning has no love for antiques, and he doesn't understand professional knowledge, but he knows that this thing is indeed very expensive, and the more prosperous it is, the higher the price.

Now you must not be able to make a move, people are panicking, and it is the time for some professionals to buy the bottom.

The system uncle then stored the precious calligraphy and painting porcelain into the system preservation area.

Now it's almost a grocery store, if it weren't for Zheng Dao helping to sell the goods, some of the unused ones would be sold in time.

No matter how large the space is, it can't resist the uncle filling it in 24 hours.

Fang Ning endured for a while, and finally couldn't help but say, "Uncle, you don't need to use my body to check the magic weapon, give me ten days of leave first......"

Uncle System said with a heartfelt voice: "You play yours, I won't care about you for ten days from now." If you feel bored and panicked, you can go to the Dragon Mystery Realm to breathe, it is safe, the place is big, and there are many acquaintances. ”

Fang Ning was speechless, he said stupidly: "You just make do with me?" I knew I shouldn't have told you the details of my troubles...... Uncle System, you have changed, and you are no longer the honest system you used to be. ”

Uncle System counted the belongings in Gu Buwei's space equipment, and said confidently: "Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, I am all influenced by you." Besides, I didn't lie, I said to give you ten days off, and I didn't say that I was going to end the custody of your body......"

"It's okay, you wait," Fang Ning snorted angrily and burrowed into the Dragon Mystery Realm.

"Wait and wait, anyway, you're a heavy late procrastinator, and if you drag it, you forget." Uncle System doesn't care about the Dao.

Now people outside are panicking, the entertainment industry is depressed, and games are stagnant.

A few fun-loving online games, ghost areas in the ghost area, dead clothes in dead clothes, the only one that is currently bucking the trend and still popular "Beasts Fighting for Dad", is still his gold base, and he naturally doesn't have much interest.

So he has no interest in surfing the Internet and wants to go out and have fun.

Fang Ning dragged the body of the divine soul like a substance, and dived into the dragon mystery realm with his head down.

As soon as he entered, a high-pitched strange singing voice poured into his ears, giving him an inexplicable sense of intimacy, so he immediately followed the sound to look.

The voice came from the medicine garden.

At this time, some Baishi people were busy inside, carefully taking care of the cherished medicinal herbs and taking care of them properly.

These jobs may seem insignificant, but it is difficult to find them on Earth.

You must know that many delicate flowers and plants have tricky habits, and even need to sing to grow well, which is really incredible.

And these medicinal herbs that are cherished thousands of times are not far behind, such as the old ginseng that is quick to open and wise......

No, Fang Ning quickly found the source of the singing.

It turned out to be a sturdy white stone man squatting on the ground, singing loudly to this lush and strong old ginseng that his colleagues didn't know how many times as many times.

"One...... Earlobe...... Small...... Flower...... Laa...... Laa...... ......"

The thickness of the voice and the roughness of the timbre are unprecedented, which is enough to make the seeers cry and the listeners collapse.

Next to this stout stone man, there was also a woman in a thick labor uniform.

She was mediocre, and she was covering her forehead with her right hand at this time, with a pained expression.

However, the old ginseng seemed to be very enjoyable to listen to, shaking the fat leaves from time to time, and it seemed that it was still beating the beat.

Damn, this ginseng is really refined......

Fang Ning's temperament suddenly changed a lot, and he didn't disturb the stone man's singing.

Because that's just a small thing......

He had heard a song that was even worse than this, and it was not in tune at all, but this strong stone man was not out of tune......

also gave him a special sense of intimacy, maybe the two of them could become bosom friends.

When Fang Ning raised his foot and stepped into the medicine garden, the emerald green leaves of all the crude medicines rose at the same time, as if welcoming the arrival of the true master.

Fang Ning was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, very surprised, could it be that so many precious medicinal materials had to become essences?

That's a big deal......

Unfortunately, he soon heard the bad news.

Seeing this, the mediocre-looking woman in labor clothes quickly bowed her head and said to the old ginseng: "Grandpa San, take the supernatural powers, don't scare the leader......"

At this time, Fang Ning could see clearly, the old ginseng shook its branches and leaves for a while, and suddenly all the plants in the medicine garden returned to their original state, the drooping head of the drooping head, the drooping toe of the swaggering toe......

Sure enough, he is the "king of 100 medicines", and he can command the group of medicines......

And the strong and square stone man still did not stop singing, and was still there "a little flower lalalala", and continued to sing.

"Crowstone, you've been singing all morning, rest and go, I'll pick it up." Zhao Xin said politely to the strong and square Baishi man.

Crowshi touched his head and said embarrassedly: "This old ginseng likes me to sing, and if it were someone else, it would be angry again." ”

"Whoever said it, the warden of this code is proficient in music, and I believe it must have liked it too." When Fang Ning heard this, he coughed twice and stepped forward.

He came to the momentum at this time, "singing" used to be one of his big hobbies, when he was in elementary school, in order to copy pop lyrics, I don't know how many small books I used, but unfortunately I haven't found a soulmate.

When I used to go to work, those bastards went to KTV to sing, and after calling him twice, they didn't call anymore, I really didn't know Jin Yuyin.

Now when I look at the appearance of this old ginseng, it should be my bosom friend, and this opportunity cannot be missed.

Fang Ning couldn't find fun surfing the Internet, so he naturally wanted to regain the hobbies he had before.

So he walked up to the old ginseng, and when Ke Laoshi saw this, he immediately stepped aside honestly and gave up the best singing position.

At this time, no one knew, and no one would think that he was a bloody Bloodstone Demon.

What the Demon Saint "Wisdom Difficult" can do, he can also do as a little devil, this is the allure of the new era, everyone can be different.

The old man saw this, dancing excitedly, green branches and leaves, swaying up and down, as if welcoming the leader to show his singing voice.

If it could speak, no one would doubt that it was fully sapient and human.

Zhao Xin also stepped aside, ready to listen.

She still has a good impression of this young warden who has no shelves.

The other party was willing to sing to the old man, he was really approachable, not at all like the manager of the entire magical secret realm, the warden of the Longwei Divine Prison.

Both of these identities are big shots, and they are known only from these people managed by the other party.

Zhao Xin is not a white, she was born in the truth office, has eaten pork, and has seen pigs run.

Not to mention the spirits who come and go, just these Baishi people, each skill is a hundred and ten times stronger than their own, and seemingly ordinary work can be played in the hands of the other party.

In her opinion, a powerful character like Fang Ning would not have a bad singing voice, after all, he was also an extraordinary person with strong control.

Fang Ning cleared his throat again, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to sing.

"One...... Earlobe...... Small...... Flower...... Laa...... Laa...... ......"

Zhao Xin immediately made N small circles on her head, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Crowshi helped her and showed her a simple smile.

"Thank you, the leader's singing voice is really chic."

"Yes, it's really a heavenly sound," Ke Laoshi looked at Fang Ning who was getting carried away with admiration.

"Uh, you're an honest person, you should be telling the truth, is there something wrong with my aesthetics?" Zhao Xin listened carefully.

I found that it was not as good as Crowstone's singing, although the people sang roughly, but at least in tune.

This warden has a total of seven words, and none of them are in tune......

Thinking of this, she hurried to see the old ginseng, lest it be ruined by this magic sound......

To her surprise, the old ginseng, with its green and vigorous branches, was swaying back and forth, and seemed to be dancing to the sound of music, as if it was intoxicated.

Fang Ning was relieved to see it, and he was really a bosom friend......

So he went on to sing the next line he had written.

"Two ...... Earlobe...... Small...... Flower...... Laugh...... Ha...... Hah"

Zhao Xin only felt weak, she slowly stepped back, and then took out earplugs to plug her ears.

She was afraid that after listening to it for a long time, she would be washed into a tune.

Fang Ning was out of control, and sang all afternoon as soon as he sang, you must know that he used to be a Maiba, but no one appreciated it below.

Throughout the afternoon, the work efficiency of the Baishi people was greatly reduced, and many of them almost caused accidents.

Finally, Patriarch Shi Qian couldn't stand it, he walked over and interrupted Fang Ning who was excited.

"Venerable, maybe it's because of the different races, we and the nobles have a big difference in music appreciation, do you think it's better to sing with this brother in the evening when we are resting?"

"Uh," Fang Ning was still a little self-aware, and he stopped singing stupidly when he heard the words.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart, and after a while, he would build a greenhouse for this old ginseng and sing in it.

Fang Ning left unhappily.

Soon after he left, the old ginseng, who was fascinated by the songs, suddenly danced with branches and leaves, and looked like he had nothing to love.

"Ke Laoshi, hurry up and bring a bucket of water."

"Okay, Miss Zhao, but what is the use of asking for water? It seems that a big brother has just watered it. ”

"Washing ...... Ears"

"Uh, okay, okay, I'll go right away."

When Crowstone heard this, he was shocked, and then went to carry water without looking back.

Damn, this demon sealed his hearing early just now, so he was not poisoned by the demonic sound.

This prison warden is really hidden, this song is much more powerful than the soul hooking magic sound......

If he didn't get it right just now, he was actually testing this demon......

It's okay to lie yourself, but using mana to close your hearing just now doesn't seem like something that an honest stone man can do.

But this old ginseng, I always feel that it is not like ginseng essence, and I feel that it will be successfully transformed in the future, and it must be a sycophant......