The appearance of Wan Jie has improved a lot for Huo'er and others, first of all, Wan Jie's strength, and secondly, Wan Jie's experience in exploring various ruins many times, which has a great advantage over other forces that want to find Wan Qing.

After the group introduced themselves, the burden in Wan Jie's heart was also put down.

"Xiaoyi, I didn't expect you to be able to stand up with your own perseverance, and it was my brother's fault that I couldn't witness it with my own eyes!" Wan Jie muttered to himself for a while, but Wan Jie did not regret his choice.

"You guys wait for me here, I'll go change something!"

After saying that, Wan Jie disappeared here, and went straight to Yichou Qian Village, during this time Wan Jie has been tired of running, and when he came out of that ruin, he went straight to this Sansheng Mountain, with a lot of things in his hand, and what Wan Jie needed was in exchange for life-saving materials.

Out of the courtyard, Wan Jie looked different, an old man, his face was a little yellow, he looked like he was forty or fifty years old, and his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life in the past few decades.

On the top layer of the flower branch, a piece of jade on the waist of the flower branch glowed red, which was a little dazzling.

"This kid is here too!" Hua Qianzhi's mouth finally showed an extremely rare smile and disappeared directly into the room.

Hua Qianzhi has been remorseful for Wan Qing being bombarded into Sansheng Mountain by the old ghost of the Mo family, if he had grabbed Wan Qing early, there would not be so many things.

"What, is a Blood Pill so expensive?" Wan Jie's face was ugly, all the substances here were at least three times more expensive than the outside world, and some were even five times more expensive.

"Love to buy or not, some people buy it!" A waiter was arrogant, looking at Wan Jie with a look of disdain,

"Poor ghost, don't stop the girl behind you from looking at the goods!" the waiter shouted at Wan Jie, and his eyes looked directly at the flower thousand branches behind Wan Jie.

"You... , the dog's eyes look down on people!" Wan Jie pointed at the waiter with his right hand, if it was in normal times, he would have slapped it a long time ago, but now Wan Jie can't cause trouble.

"Tell your master to come down!"

"That's right, ask you to be the head of Yichou Qian Bank, your attitude is not suitable to be the waiter of Yi Chou Qian Zhuang at all!" Wan Jie said in response.

The next moment, Wan Jie's face tightened, and his face was like a colorful painting, mixed with five colors.

"Grandma!" Wan Jie's stiff neck slowly turned his head and looked behind him, with a bitter smile on his face.

"Stand up, hold your head high, hold your chest high, tuck your belly, give my sister a smile!" Hua Qianzhi shouted sharply, but the last sentence was a little playful.

Wanjie finished quickly and quickly, almost the same as Hua Qianzhi's voice, but the smile on his face was still bitter.

"Wait... Wait a minute, sister?" Looking at this grandmother who was younger than himself, Wan Jie was confused, and it seemed that his generation was a little messy.

"What's the matter, your grandmother and I are too tender to be your sister, let's just go down the street, don't say I'm your sister!" Hua Qianzhi snorted coldly and said very confidently.

But Wan Jie on the side was completely confused, his grandmother's appearance really had nothing to say, for decades, her appearance still hadn't changed, and it seemed that time couldn't take away her grandmother's youth. It's just the outlet of how Wan Jie called, if this is known by Grandpa Wanqian and Father Wancheng, this layer of skin will be stripped off.

"This is what Xiao Mi called me like this, and the first thing I said when we met was: Sister!" Hua Qianzhi continued.

"Little... "Wan Jie gave Wan Qing a thumbs up in his heart, I don't know if our grandmother's temper is very short-tempered, and there is no one who dares to open this mouth.

"Look at what, call your master over!" Hua Qianzhi turned his head to look at the waiter who looked like Brother Pig, and suddenly his anger burst out.

"Horses... Immediately!" the waiter felt a chill down his spine, and crawled to find the master.

The end of this waiter can be imagined.

Wan Jie bought a lot of things at the market price, as for the things on his body, he spent thousands of branches for Wan Jie to keep, and the things in the ruins, even if it was a broken porcelain piece, could be an ancient secret treasure, and if it could not be sold, it would not be sold.

Sansheng Mountain, after a month, Wan Qing was finally able to walk normally, and the thread that tied the chirp was also pulled back, leaving only an empty thread.

"Hey, tweet this little guy, it's really not worry-free!"

After sighing, Wan Qing entered the Aoki space to see how everyone was doing.

At this time, Mu Bud had already woken up, watching everything around her change, Mu Bud was a burst of pear blossoms with rain. A group of big men could only look at each other, and in the end, the important task of appeasing Mu Lei was handed over to the only woman in Dakui's hands-Qiu Ju.

Qiu Ju also tried her best to make Mu Lei stop her tears, but Mu Lei was still sobbing.

When Wan Qing appeared, everyone found the backbone and looked at Wan Qing one after another.

"I'll talk about the current situation now, it's very dangerous, because, when I entered Sansheng Mountain, I didn't want to enter, but I was bombarded by ghosts. Wan Qing's words were calm.

But others can't calm down, and their mood is like a tsunami. As for Mu Lei, her face was full of anger, she was forcibly taken away, and the high-level of the Mo family would naturally find Mo Que's head.

"Wan Qing, where are you helping my family, you are harming him!" Mu Lei, who was only a second-order first-order, shouted angrily at Wan Qing.

"Auntie, don't worry, Brother Mo Que is afraid that he is no longer in Mocheng at this time. When I get out of this Sansheng Mountain, I will let you join Brother Mo Que!" Wan Qing said with a smile on his face.

Mo Xian seemed to be appeasing Mo Que that day, but there was still a lot of correlation between the two, the location of Moyan Prison was given by Mo Xian, otherwise who would have known that such a big place was actually a prison of the Mo family.

As for how Mo Xian knew, Mo Que didn't know, but Mo Que believed Mo Xian, and sure enough, the courtyard of less than five hundred square meters was Moyan Prison.

Hearing Wan Qing's words, Mu Lei's eyes lit up, revealing a look of hope.

"Really?" Mulei whispered.

"Don't worry, aunt, I'm Wan Qing talking, but the nine brute beasts can't pull it back!" Wan Qing patted his chest and said.

Seeing Mu Lei regain her calm, Wan Qing felt a lot more comfortable.

Then, Wan Qing gathered everyone together and began to assign tasks, almost everyone had tasks, but Er Dan did not.

"Erdan, your task now is to read this ghost drawing talisman again, and ask Youyuan if you don't understand!" Wan Qing shook his right hand, and a heavy book of more than ten catties in his hand smashed towards Erdan.

Bang!

Erdan caught it, but his body regressed again and again, and then he slowly stabilized his body.

Looking at the ghost drawing talisman in his hand, Er Dan looked through it casually, and suddenly the whole person was about to float, as if he had walked into heaven.

"Brother Kui, slap me, quick, hit me!" Er Dan shouted at Da Kui with the ghost painting talisman, the excitement on his face made Er Dan's facial features distort a little.

Bang!

For a long time, Erdan's enthusiasm slowly cooled down, and he looked at the ghost painting talisman in his hand, and he was fascinated.

Suddenly, Er Dan was stunned and found that something he couldn't understand appeared.

"Who's the Abyss?" Erdan glanced around, everyone here knew each other, but no one called the Abyss.

"It's me!" an eerie voice sounded behind Erdan.

Suddenly, Er Dan sat on the ground in fright, holding the ghost talisman with both hands, and glanced around.

Seeing that everyone was busy with their own affairs, Wan Qing nodded and exited the Aoki space directly.

Wan Qing chose to step forward, the weirdness of Sansheng Mountain, what Wan Qing saw in the book was only a few words of introduction, as for how weird and dangerous it was, it was just a few exaggerated adjectives.

Since as for the words, Wan Qing didn't pay attention to those adjectives anymore, and only after exploring them did he know how dangerous and weird they were.

The visual range of three zhang is undoubtedly a challenge for people who can see several kilometers away, a spiritual challenge. Everything beyond the three zhang is unknown, whether there are people, beasts, traps, or some other unknown danger.

But this is not too much of a problem for Wan Qing, even if it is only a three-zhang visual range. Because at this moment, Wan Qing is busy collecting medicinal herbs, which is a great opportunity for Wan Qing.

"With these herbs that help the Divine Thoughts, this cracked Divine Thoughts should be able to recover!"

Picking a next C-grade herb that helps the divine mind, Wan Qing whispered to himself. Although the weasel is nourishing its own divine thoughts all the time, there is no energy from the outside world, and this divine thoughts can only be maintained.

Picking up this C-grade herb and shaking it slightly, the remaining soil on the roots naturally slid down, leaving no trace behind, revealing white jade-like roots.

At the bottom of the roots, gently tear off a small piece of thin epidermis, put it in your mouth, and slowly suck it in.

The essence is held in the mouth, and the brain is allowed to absorb it, wrapping it around the divine thoughts, and allowing the divine thoughts to absorb.

After the time of a stick of incense, Wan Qing opened his eyes slightly, flashed a bright light, and then quickly disappeared.

"Only four cracks have been repaired!" Wan Qing sighed slightly, he didn't expect his divine thoughts to be so bad, no wonder, the green weasel didn't take the initiative to absorb these essences, and directly let Wan Qing's divine thoughts absorb it, because the green weasel couldn't absorb the essence from the mind.

"It's good to recover!" Wan Qing said in a low voice.

Counting carefully, there were no less than a hundred cracks on the Divine Thoughts, that is to say, Wan Qing had to absorb at least twenty-five C-grade inferior herbs that were helpful to the Divine Thoughts.

With a goal, Wan Qing is also more and more motivated, his mouth is constantly chirping, chewing all kinds of herbs, Wan Qing doesn't care what this herb helps, it is a herb that helps with intercourse, chew and eat it.

Wan Qing's current state is a little insufficient to describe as hungry and unscrupulous, but fortunately, Wan Qing has a chirp of digestive exercises, and the green weasel helped Wan Qing recover thirty percent of his gastrointestinal function, that is, let Wan Qing restore his internal organs by ingesting the essence of herbs.

In fact, the weasel does this, mainly because the weasel does not have so much energy to separate.

Now Wan Qing's stomach is like a crusher loaded with ten kilowatts, frantically absorbing the essence of swallowing herbs. All kinds of essence are also very consciously dispersed, and whatever organs should be repaired, they will flow in whichever direction.