"Hou Sheng, can I borrow the jade piece in your hand to take a look?" The old man Cheng Mu's eyes lit up, he looked at the thin pieces of jade on the cutting table, took a few steps and picked up a piece of jade and carefully stroked it and asked.

The most in Master Huang's hand is only the same size of paper talismans, and he also showed himself the only jade piece in his hand, saying that he wants to prepare more of this jade piece, which can not only be used to cultivate immortal grass, but also come in handy at critical times.

Old man Cheng knew that it was a good product as soon as he saw the jade piece on the cutting table, and he was far inferior to the jade piece he got from painting a gourd.

"Cutter, cut off the piece of blood-red agate I brought over, and compare it to the size of this descendant!"

The old man took out a red agate the size of a porcelain bowl from his handbag and asked to continue cutting.

The middle-aged man shook his head, his father almost cut all the jade collected at home into jade pieces, he had dissuaded him many times, but the old man didn't listen at all, and worshiped Master Huang as a god.

He quietly came to Qu Ruo's side and said: "My father is obsessed with Master Huang, and he is dedicated to guarding the fairy grass for this magic stick, and his collection for decades has almost failed, and he will not let go of the last piece of blood agate, please say yes, don't let my father be obsessed anymore!"

Cheng Lao's wealthy family, he has two major hobbies in his life, serving medicinal materials and Tibetan jade, after meeting Master Huang, he obeyed him, in order to fiddle with a fairy grass to destroy the jade in the family, even the only remaining piece of blood jade agate did not let go.

Qu Ruo nodded, accepted the jade pieces on the cutting table, and persuaded: "Each type of jade has different uses, agate can only be regarded as a kind of chalcedony at most, and the spiritual power contained in it is not much, it is not suitable to be cut into pieces to make jade talismans, blood jade agate can ward off evil spirits, and it has other uses!"

He was a little curious: "But I don't know what the old gentleman said about the fairy grass has anything to do with Master Huang, can you show me a look and let the kid open his eyes?"

A person like Master Huang is a complete liar, and the slightest fur that is proficient in physiognomy is spread everywhere, and the funds that Qu Ruo has obtained from him are in the millions.

Can this kind of person be kind and give the old man fairy grass? Qu Ruo didn't believe it.

It turns out that this kind of flake is used to make jade talismans!

Old man Cheng had seen the jade plate in Master Huang's hand, and there were indeed delicate runes on it.

He no longer doubted what Qu Ruo said: "I also just asked the master to show the immortal grass left by the zodiac chief, now the immortal grass is becoming yellowish and withered, I don't know if I can save it!"

"Yes, yes, please go and lie down with us!" Cheng Jialin hurriedly put away the gun from his father's hand, and said to Qu Ruo: "The car is parked outside, please go and lie down with me, to be honest, not only are you curious, but I also want to know what the fairy grass that my father spent millions of dollars guarding is!"

Chen Jialin helped his father out of the jade shop, and after the three of them got into the car, they drove the car towards the suburbs, and introduced: "My father has dealt with herbal medicine all his life, and we not only have shops in the herbal medicine market, but also have our own medicine garden outside the city. ”

"Many years ago, my father bought a piece of land of about 100 acres, and the strange thing is that no matter what kind of herbs or even crops are planted there, they will not survive, and they will wither and die in two or three months at most. ”

"Master Huang has seen this land, and he said that there is evil in the small lake next to the land, which can help us get rid of it, and my father believes it!"

Master Huang left a pot of fairy grass and said that he could help get rid of evil spirits, and hurriedly left to the city to prepare other necessary things, Huang Lao took care of the fairy grass and wanted to wear it, how did he know that Master Huang was gone forever, so they were worried for more than two months.

"This guy is getting mixed up in the city and is making a lot of money, can he come? Eighty percent is to exchange a pot of broken grass for Cheng Lao I don't know how much money, I have long forgotten about the things here!" Qu Ruo inquired: "Cheng Lao, this Master Huang promised you to give you nothing but evil spirits, I don't know how much money I have to go, shouldn't it be a fool of some money and escape!"

"No, no, Master Huang's suitcase is still in my medicine garden!" Cheng Lao denied again and again: "And ah, I also told you a bizarre thing, the fairy grass keeps spitting out the fairy qi, I have been staying next to me for a long time, and I am comfortable!"

Cheng Lao told his son a few times about this magical thing, but he just didn't believe it, and insisted that his father was hallucinating.

"Is there such a thing? Then I should take a look!"

Qu Ruo didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and guessed the truth of the matter, Old Man Cheng wouldn't lie, could it be that the fairy grass he was guarding was really like the one in his own stone pendant space, containing a lot of aura?

"Don't listen to my dad's nonsense!" Cheng Jialin was very grateful to Qu Ruo for stopping his father from cutting the agate, thinking that he was going to the medicine garden to see the legendary fairy grass, satisfy his curiosity, and continued to explain: "What Huang Shenzhu left outside the city was just a broken suitcase, maybe there were only two changing robes in it, but he took tens of thousands of deposits from his father!"

The two sides have talked that as long as Master Huang removes the evil spirit, he can get a thank you gift of 100,000 yuan, who knows that he will never return, obviously sneaked away!

After the car went out of the city for dozens of miles to the wilderness, what should be in sight was a piece of green plants, along the dirt road in the middle all the way forward, Qu Ruo raised his eyes to look at the herbs outside the car window and muttered: "Banlan root, astragalus, yellow essence, wolfberry ......"

When the reputation of herbs came out, Cheng Lao's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "I didn't expect you to know herbal medicine, what a bosom friend!"

Bosom friends are hard to find, Cheng Lao also nagged: "Now there are not many herbs in the year, most of them are one or two years old, not like there are many wild herbs before, many herbs that are difficult to plant and have low economic value are becoming rarer and rarer, in order to protect them, I built a medicine field, the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and finally the old man has become a well-known medicine idiot!"

Cheng Lao is quite proud, his pharmacy is the most complete in the entire medicinal material market, and it is also the most honest, the medicinal materials are full of years, and there is never a shortage of catties or two!

The car finally stopped in front of a glass house, and Cheng Lao continued to introduce after getting out of the car: "This is the core of the nursery, and most of the plants in it are transplanted from the south and the north...... , of course, the immortal grass left by Master Huang is also among them!"

The father and son brought Qu Ruo into the center of the glass room, and Cheng Jialin pointed to a quaint flower pot and said: "Brother Qu, this is this pot, Master Huang said that it is Bodhi wood, and the fairy grass has the effect of warding off evil spirits and eliminating demons!"

Pieces of blank jade talismans were placed around the flower pot, and the jade talismans turned pale as if they had been sucked dry, and there were even slight cracks in the middle of a few pieces.

The fairy grass is only about half a meter high, and the leaves are as inconspicuous as elm leaves, and the green leaves are upward.

Qu Ruo closed his eyes and felt: "Old Cheng, this is not Bodhi Wood, but Xingyue Tree, it must be Master Huang's mistake, the two are not the same thing at all." ”