The medicine boy of the Rejuvenation Hall grabbed the medicine and wrote down in his heart what the woman bought.

Even, I secretly looked at it a few times, and the more I felt that things were suspicious.

The black-clad and masked woman turned away as soon as she finished shopping, and even disappeared into the crowd on the street.

When there were fewer and fewer people and it was time for lunch, the medicine boy finally had time to say a few words to Master Shang.

"You mean, the woman is dressed over there?"

Master Shang sat at the dining table with a puzzled face, the chopsticks were already relieved, and they were full of puzzlement.

It stands to reason that they have no contact with the people on the other side of the mountain. Even though they had bought more medicine recently, those people didn't have any arguments with the shop.

I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as it seems.

"Master, the medicines that woman bought were all from the last few arrivals."

Even one of his medicine boys was a little suspicious of the woman's motives, could it be someone sent by the merchants in the capital?

But doesn't it mean that the people on the other side of the mountain disdain to be submerged into the world? Otherwise, they would not have lived on the other side of the mountain all the time, and the people of the Chu Dynasty would live in the same day.

Master Shang tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and finally said in a deep voice: "Let people take a closer look, if those people still come to buy medicine, what medicine they have bought, write them down one by one." ”

There were two speculations in his mind, either that the woman had come to buy the medicine was just a coincidence, or that she had other purposes.

The medicine boy immediately responded and respectfully retreated.

And in the town of Mid-Levels, in the courtyard of a silver jewelry shop with rough decoration.

"I don't know why the shrine maiden came?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in a plain gown with an earring on one ear. The skin was also darker than the people in the town, and it was obviously from the other side of the mountain.

Today, as always, I opened the shop after cleaning, but I didn't expect the shrine maiden to come quietly.

Generally speaking, they rarely encounter shrine maidens, and generations of shrine maidens have lived in the mountains, and even the food and drink on weekdays are sent by the mountain people.

Moreover, even though he was in his thirties, he saw the witch very rarely.

But today's visitor is actually her!

Originally, he thought it was a guest, but the colored thread on the witch's waist made him recognize the identity of the other party at a glance.

However, the more he did this, the less curious he became.

It stands to reason that the shrine maiden will not go down the mountain.

If you really go down the mountain, you must have encountered something important.

The witch who was greeted sat casually on the wooden chair, her eyes swept around the backyard, and the satchel she was hanging on her body was already bulging.

Today's harvest is good, and I actually bought a lot of pills and ointments.

I don't know if it's right to ask those people.

In any case, it can be regarded as having some gains, but when I go back, I will study and study it, and I will know who the person who saved Ab is.

Could it be the woman they were talking about? I'm really curious!

Playing with the colorful tassels in her hand, the witch said casually: "I'm just passing by, thirsty, come and drink saliva!" ”

If you are an ordinary person, you must beg for saliva to drink.

But when it comes to her, she doesn't say anything like that.

As soon as the middle-aged man heard this, his heart fell to the ground, and he hurriedly said, "Later, I'll go and get water." ”

But all the people on the other side of the mountain treat the shrine maiden, even the young girl who has just taken over the position of the shrine maid, they are twelve points of respect.

It has nothing to do with their age, it's just that they are shrine maidens.

His own people know best how strict the inheritance of the witch is, and the one who is begging for saliva now is the youngest one in the past hundred years.

Even the last witch mentioned that this child might be able to change the clan!

In this way, it will naturally spread among the clan.

Even, everyone is waiting to look forward to this young witch being able to lead their whole clan to glory!

At this time, the witch who was entrusted with a heavy task couldn't manage so much.

Touching the contents of the satchel, she once again took out the porcelain vase that she had seen for a long time along the way, and then began to compare it with the contents of the bag.

The vase is identical, but there is no mark on it when he took it from Ab.

And the one she just bought in her hand has the mark of the Rejuvenation Hall.

In addition, the quality of the porcelain vase is also different, and obviously, in the eyes of the shrine maiden, the quality of the thing has little to do with the container in which it is contained.

As long as the thing is good, it will be done.

However, she picked up the medicine bottle she had just bought and smelled it, but she did not smell a trace of the special and flexible smell of plants.

Could it be that she was mistaken?

As soon as doubts arose in my heart, I heard footsteps.

The shrine maiden put her things away, and then saw the middle-aged man bring water.

"This is a recent accumulation of flower dew, and I have never touched the fire! You please! ”

Their people generally drink mountain spring water, and they have not even boiled water for generations, and their people also believe in the power of nature.

The shrine maiden glanced at the water, took a sip, and then became a little disgusted.

This water is not as good as that of the mountains.

"Alright, I'm leaving!"

Putting down the teacup, there was not much less tea at all on the table that she put on the table at random.

And the flower dew that looked unsightly to her and tasted bad was collected by the middle-aged man who spent several days and nights getting up early and returning late.

Respectfully sent the other party away, but the middle-aged man didn't care about the attitude of the witch, it seemed that this was very normal.

However, when he saw off this great god, he also felt that there was no burden on his shoulders.

Leaving the shrine maiden of the silver shop, she walked straight inside, and then walked to the young man who bought the clay figurine. Then, from the alley behind him, a donkey was pulled.

After tidying up her skirt, the shrine maiden sat on the donkey.

Glancing at someone who was looking down at a book, the witch pouted: "Meng Sen, you wood, no one buys your clay figurines, right?" It's ugly. ”

Monson looked up at the shrine maiden by name, his expression not at all as frightened as Abu's.

Even, there was a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"Don't worry about it!"

The shrine maiden didn't care, and smiled, and her young voice rang like a brass bell.

"I don't care about you, it's just that in a few days, you'll have to make a mistake. I'm afraid that this time, you will have to go back empty-handed. Tsk, what a pitiful! ”

When Meng Sen heard this, he angrily touched the bag on his waist, thought about it, and tore it off and raised it.

"This is the money I paid this time, whether my things are good or not, I don't bother you."

With that, Monson immediately pinned the purse to his waist and continued to look down at the book.

A hint of surprise flashed in the shrine maiden's shining eyes, after all, this person had been here all along, and this was the first time he had sold something.

I don't know what kind of person can actually look at those clay figures.

Shaking her head, the witch gently raised her whip and patted the donkey, and the stubborn donkey was lured forward by the carrot in her hand for a long time.

The sound of scurrying away made Monson raise his head again, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

No one was seen all the way back slowly, and even for several days, someone brought food up the mountain. Every time, she threw the dishes and chopsticks out of the door after eating, and then slammed the door and continued to bust herself.

Until, seven days later, she finally walked out of the house, and there was no trace of doubt and confusion in her eyes.