In this bustling chaos, it has been almost a month in a blink of an eye.

Because of his growing reputation and high medical skills, Mu Ran was temporarily hired as the first guest in Jishitang, he could leave at any time, and he could also get a high dowry, he didn't need to see patients every day, he only needed to occasionally have some unsolvable diseases, and of course, sometimes he also guided other doctors a little if he was willing.

Mu Ran fully showed his eagerness to raise money, so after a little hesitation, he reluctantly agreed, only repeatedly emphasizing that once he made good medicine for Miss, he would leave when Miss was healthy.

April is an excellent day for Liyang City, because this month, their most beloved evil king will come to Liyang for a month to observe the people's feelings.

At this time of year, Liyang City can almost be said to be completely renewed, with a hundred flowers blooming everywhere, and it is not even inferior to major festivals.

At first, she was really surprised that Wei Junxie's prestige among the people was so high, and she always felt that the people seemed to be brainwashed, which made her think of the Hitler era.

And these days, she has also learned a lot about this evil king from the people around her, but she doesn't know how true it is.

I remember that Feng Jinxuan and Ling Lang both said that this person is as famous as he is, and he is extremely evil.

She thought she would be a vicious and domineering person.

can be understood from the people around her, but she slowly sketches an image that is as warm as jade, talking and laughing in the spring breeze, and loving the people like a son, which makes her a little unimaginable.

Therefore, in these understandings, Mu Ran really became a little interested and curious about this evil king he had never met.

The Evil King is not a low-key person, but he also doesn't like unnecessary publicity.

Therefore, for his arrival, Liyang did not hold any welcome activities, but on this day, almost all sides of the streets where the evil king's carriage and horse will pass are crowded with people, and the surrounding restaurants and teahouses are doing very good business.

Mu Ranzi was also one of the wait-and-see members, but her location was slightly better, which also benefited Jishitang, because Kuo Lao lent them a group of female doctors in a teahouse that he had booked all year round.

This was suggested by the shopkeeper Yu, and he didn't have any taboo picks for the thoughts of the female doctors, and laughed that if someone in Jishitang could be favored by the evil king, then Jishitang would also be blessed.

At noon, the sun was shining, and several official ships at the mouth of the coast came slowly until they anchored.

The eyes of the people waiting at the dock lit up, and soon they saw a group of white-armored guards disembarking from the boat, and immediately cleared the dock, and then some people led the horses out of the boat and carried out their luggage.

Bezhuang has already had a carriage waiting here.

The guards neatly loaded and unloaded their luggage.

And a few people slowly came down from the other boat.

The leader was a man in white, and except for a man in red who said something to the man in white from time to time, the rest followed them.

A few people turned over and got on their horses, leaving some people to control their luggage, and the others left with them.

Mu Ran was drinking tea, while listening to the people around her chattering about the anecdote of the evil king that she could quickly recite backwards, when she suddenly heard a female doctor shouting excitedly, "It's coming, it's coming!

The rest of the people hurriedly poked their heads out.

Mu Ran also got up and walked towards the window, helplessly squeezed into the square inch of space, and looked at it together.

I saw that on the long street separated by the crowd below, a team of white conspicuous people and horses slowly approached.

When she saw such a team of white, the corners of Mu Ran's mouth couldn't help but twitch, if she didn't know who it was, she thought it was a funeral procession, she couldn't help but complain.

The female doctor next to her looked obsessed, "The evil king likes white, and the white clothes are better than the snow, like an immortal, very good-looking." ”

"......" couldn't talk well with brainless fans, and Mu Ran had no heart to complain, so he had to continue watching.

The team is getting closer, and the view is getting clearer.

At the front was a group of ten people, divided into two teams of white-armored soldiers, followed by a white-clothed man riding a pure white horse with a tall head at a glance.

Combined with the stories of the people around him, this man in white should be Wei Junxie.

The man has a silver crown and black hair, and the white-clothed Shengxue is like a flying Hong, with flying eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like stars, and a fair complexion, which does not look like a person who has been galloping on the battlefield in the sun and rain all year round, but is very handsome, especially the appropriate smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, this smile made Mu Ran understand how the so-called evil qi came about.

The smile looked warm and easy-going, but with a scattered and evil aura.

But this evil spirit cooperates with the whole person without any disobedience, but seems to make up for a certain deficiency, and in general, this person gives people the feeling of both good and evil.

Mu Ran squinted his eyes, such a person can't judge his nature from the surface at all, true and false, false and true, even more unpredictable than a person who deliberately hides it, because you can't be sure whether what you know is true, whether it is true or not.

But she always felt that something was wrong.

He did not completely block the comments of the people around him, but occasionally swept his eyes around, with a smile in his eyes, which always gave people the illusion that the other party was smiling at him.

And the person next to him, Mu Ran, also paid attention, and the person who was riding a horse side by side with him was a man in red.

The fiery red gown was not recognizable, it was slightly reflective in the sun, and many intricate patterns were depicted on it.

Obviously, the bright and flamboyant color is worn on the man, or the boy, but it seems that this color is the protective color of the boy, which is very suitable.

How to say this person's facial features, they are also quite bright and moving, this adjective may be a little inappropriate for a man, but at this moment, there are only these words in Mu Ran's mind.

And he is also the only one who communicates with the man in white, judging from his expression, he should be quite cheerful and active.

The few who followed in an orderly manner were probably personal guards, all covered in black armor, wrapped from head to toe, and they couldn't see their faces at all, but they could vaguely feel the solemn aura of being on the battlefield from them.

After the person finished looking, Mu Ran left the window, not interested in looking at it anymore.

I probably had the mental preparation for that month, so I wasn't too surprised to see Wei Junxie's appearance now, probably only curiosity remained.

Since he can win the support of so many people and get Ling Lang's affirmation, it only shows that this person is indeed not a simple person.

The next step is to seek the skin of the tiger, and she needs to think of a perfect solution.

She couldn't stay here for long, and she promised to go back in two months in the letter she brought back, so now her stay here is only one month, not including the day of the return voyage, which is exactly the time Wei Junxie stayed here.

"Hey, Sister Miao, whatever do you want, you shouldn't be called. ”

Mu Ran came back to his senses, "Oh, I'm thinking about something, what's the matter, I've finished reading it?"

"yes, why don't you look at it after a while. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that there are too many people down there, and it's dazzling, anyway, I watched the main characters. ”

"Eh, how's that, what's going on, what do you think? Our evil king is very handsome and handsome. ”

"Hehe, it's really handsome. Mu Ran smiled and said a few perfunctory words.

"By the way, we just discussed that it's still early anyway, and today is a day off, why don't you walk around in the next time?"

"Hmm, you guys, I'm going back to the inn to take care of my master. Mu Ran smiled and declined.

Everyone knows about her, so they don't feel any different, so they can only nod regretfully, "Well, okay then." ”

Leaving the teahouse, she did not go back to the Henglai Inn directly, but went to the spirit grass shop to buy some spirit grass.

After a month, she has walked through most of the spirit grass shops here, and her fame, so the people in the spirit grass shop know her to some extent.

Seeing her come in, a guy hurriedly greeted her, "Doctor Miao is here, what kind of spirit grass do you want today, it just so happened that a few days ago I entered a new batch of spirit grass, and there are many types." ”

"Well, are there any fourth-level Ling Xiaohua and Haifeng Teng?" Mu Ran didn't say much, and directly named the things he needed.

A hint of surprise flashed on the guy's face, and then he was replaced by joy, "Doctor Miao is lucky, it just so happens that the new batch has Ling Xiaohua, and Haifeng Teng's stock is there, but it's not much, I don't know how much Doctor Miao needs?"

"Ten each of Lingxiao Flower and Sea Breeze Teng. ”

"Doctor Miao, Ling Xiaohua is fine, but Haifeng Teng only has seven plants left, and the rest may have to wait for two days to replenish. ”

"It's okay, take some first. ”

"Okay, then Doctor Miao, you sit and wait, drink tea, and the small one will go to Zhang Luo. The man was overjoyed and hurried to the shopkeeper.

They generally have dividends for the spiritual grass sold in the store, and the amount of dividends is divided according to the grade, and the higher the level, the more you will naturally get.

Dr. Miao is a big customer, although most of the people who came to buy it were level 2 and 3 before, but the quantity was generally very large, but now he directly bought the level 4 one, and he suddenly made a big deal.

You must know that the price of a fourth-level spirit grass is already equivalent to the expenses of an ordinary family of five for five years, and it is still the one who lives a relatively wealthy life.

It can be seen that the alchemist is really a profession that burns money and collects money, because as far as Doctor Miao is concerned, almost all the spirit herbs purchased in the past half month have been refined into elixirs and sold at several times the price, and the speed of collecting money is staggering.

Mu Ran waited for a while, and then saw two more people coming in front of and behind the Lingcao Shop, both of them holding a cloth bag in their hands.

When the other guy saw it, he immediately greeted him, but before he could ask the person in front of him, his face immediately changed after seeing the person who came in behind, "Why are you here again, the shopkeeper said that he didn't need it, are you annoying, but I don't know." ”

"This, this, I really can't help it, I've run several houses, but it's ......"

"Alas, I said brother, you can do it too, this is really not good, I accommodated you last time, but a few of us were scolded by the shopkeeper, and I really can't help it. Let's go. ”

"I ...... Alas. The middle-aged man seemed to be unwilling, but after all, he had to sigh and leave.

When they left, the man greeted the remaining young people with a smile on his face.

The young man handed him the cloth bag and reported the type of spiritual grass and the trees.

The spiritual grass shop also often accepts the spiritual grass sent by retail households, and the guy neatly holds the cloth bag to inspect it.

The young man stood for a while, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Little Liu, what happened to that person just now?"

"Ah, he, alas, is also a poor man, this person is a cultivator in the middle of the road, once his family was quite famous, the ancestral family once produced a seventh-level cultivator, but one generation is not as good as the generation, and it is even more ...... to this generation."

"Then what was he going to sell before, it was also spirit grass?"

"Well, although the family is in the middle of the road, it is probably because of the perennial accumulation of spiritual energy on the land handed down by his family, the quality of the spiritual grass planted is always very high, so some people take a fancy to his family's land and want to buy it, but he is unwilling to sell it. ”

"It's normal, no matter who wants to sell it. "That's a hen that lays golden eggs.