In order to divert her attention, Xia Zhihuai took her to continue to visit the monster market.

After walking around for a long time, he realized that the monster market and the market outside actually sell similar things, most of them are obtained from the wild, and of course, there are also items produced by humans, such as mobile phone stalls.

But those phones are second-hand, and they are all years old.

Even so, the price of second-hand mobile phones is still very expensive for a little monster like Bear Cub, so the stall has been crowded all the time.

Xia Zhihuai walked to the back and found that most of the little monsters were made of some herbs, many of which he didn't recognize.

Herbs are exchangeable.

He asked these monsters, these herbs are wild in the mountains, the age is longer, the medicinal effect is better than that of human cultivation, and some of them have some aura.

In some stalls, you can even see ginseng.

In the market, a 100-year-old ginseng can fetch more than 3 million.

However, in the past three years, he has not heard of a 100-year-old ginseng auction, and the most recent one is a 60-year-old ginseng, which is in good condition, and has been auctioned for 400,000 yuan.

For those who need it urgently, the bid can be even higher.

Xia Zhihuai squatted on the stall and observed for a while, and through the introduction of the little monster in the stall, this ginseng was dug from the deep mountains, about seventy or eighty years old.

Every month it is brought to the stalls, but almost no one can afford to bid.

But it doesn't give up either.

Xia Zhihuai looked at the sable squatting on the ground with admiration, and still hesitated in his heart.

He kind of wants to take this ginseng, although he can't use it for the time being, but it's hard to guarantee that he won't run into an emergency with ginseng in the future, but this shot is estimated to cost millions, to say the least.

Should this money be spent?

It's really a problem.

Wanwan looked at him with a tangled face, and said puzzledly: "Brother can buy it if he wants, the money can be earned again in the future, but ginseng is not something that can be bought at any time." ”

The sable who was squatting on the ground immediately nodded in agreement and whispered, "Ginseng, it's hard to find." ”

Even if it lives in the deep mountains and old forests all year round, it may not be able to find a ginseng of this quality in a year.

Xia Zhihuai gritted his teeth: "Yes, then buy it, but this transaction is not a small amount, are you sure that Grandpa Niu's store can accept it?" ”

Sable: "I don't know, go and say hello." ”

Sable wrapped the ginseng in a piece of red cloth and followed the two to Grandpa Niu to trade.

Grandpa Niu saw that the two children who had just left for a long time had come back, so he sat up helplessly: "What are you doing again?" ”

Sable ran out from behind Xia Zhihuai's legs and wrapped the red cloth on the small table: "Let Grandpa Niu help witness the transaction, and I will pay the handling fee." ”

In the Yokai Market, a large transaction through Grandpa Niu has to pay a certain fee.

Not too little, not too much.

Grandpa Niu opened the package and looked at it, his soft eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and touched the door of the little sable's head: "The purple cub is very lucky, and he met a big customer who is willing to make a move." ”

He was very aware of the situation in the monster market, and the purple cub had come to the market more than a dozen times with this ginseng, but he had not sold it.

Fortunately, he asked the snake demon who knew how to concoct herbs to concoct the ginseng, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to put it away for so long.

Xia Zhihuai confirmed to Grandpa Niu that he could accept large transactions, and on the one hand, he was a little surprised in his heart, and on the other hand, he began to wonder what the identity of this Grandpa Niu was.

Except for those eyes that looked large and gentle, Xia Zhihuai could hardly see any of the characteristics of a bull-like monster on him.

Because the transaction amount is relatively large, the bank also called to inquire, and after confirming that it was me, it quickly completed the transaction through the platform.

After getting Grandpa Niu's affirmation, Sable rewrapped the ginseng on the table and handed it to Wanwan.

Wanwan: "......"

Xia Zhihuai looked at this scene and said with a smile: "You keep it, take it with you, and you can't tell when you will use it in the future." ”

He basically carries Wanwan with him every day, and if he encounters a situation where he needs to use ginseng, he can take it out casually, which is very convenient.

Thinking about it this way, his sister is simply a must-take baby for home travel!

Wanwan stuffed the ginseng directly into her pocket, Xia Zhihuai was very clear, her little skirt was only a small bag, at most a few candies, and she couldn't see any change in her skirt pocket at the moment, it must have been put into her very magical carry-on space.

The two of them wandered around the market for a while, and were soon found by the little fox who hurried over, "Come with me, find those two geismas." ”

Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan ran up with the little fox, and soon left the lively market and arrived at a very empty place.

Wanwan looked at the little fox that stopped and asked, "What about the geist you are talking about?" ”

"They're at Grandpa Shenmu."

The little fox straightened up and pointed ahead with his claws: "Grandpa Shenmu lives quite far away from the monster market. ”

"Who is Grandpa Shenmu?" Wanwan thinks this place is really spiritual, and there are a lot of strange monsters.

"Grandpa Shenmu is a sacred tree."

Wanwan's little face suddenly wrinkled.

She felt that the little fox was deceiving people, because she was a fairy peach tree, so she knew a lot about the Divine Tree and the Immortal Tree.

Although the human world has aura, it is scarce and mixed, so it is impossible to support a single immortal tree, let alone a sacred tree.

The sacred tree leads to the dome and the back earth, and has an extremely rare divinity, even the gods of the heavenly realm are very in awe of the sacred tree.

Xia Zhihuai saw that Wanwan flattened his mouth, vaguely guessed her careful thoughts, and whispered: "Don't be so careful, ordinary people and little monsters will not be able to distinguish very accurately, and they have not seen the Divine Tree Immortal Tree, they will only worship the very powerful existence they have seen as a god-like existence." ”

Wanwan was persuaded by his explanation and nodded seriously, but she was still a little unconvinced.

Hmph, she's going to follow the little fox to fight fakes!

Wanwan didn't feel tired and sleepy at once, took a short step, ran in front of Xia Zhihuai, and soon arrived in front of a dilapidated deserted temple.

A huge tall tree stands in the deserted temple.

The first time she saw it, her eyes widened in shock, and she opened her small mouth into an O-shape.

Xia Zhihuai followed, stopped and held his knees for a while, and as soon as he looked up, he was shocked by the incomparably elegant giant wood in front of him, supporting his waist with both hands, and leaning back slightly.

"I'll go, what a beautiful tree."

He whispered in admiration, and the broken hair on his forehead, wet with fine sweat, was dried in an instant by a gentle wind.

"What kind of tree is this?"

Wanwan looked at it for a long time and shook her head: "I don't know." I haven't seen it either. ”

Xia Zhihuai couldn't think of more appropriate words of praise for a while.

The dilapidated deserted temple stands alone in a wilderness, only a few withered barren grasses can be glimpsed in the ruins, the silver-white hooked moon has a clear outline, obviously as slender as willow eyebrows, but it splashes a gentle and soft light, like a silver-white river that the gods have selfishly shone down because of their care.

The tall giant tree, which was almost invisible at the top of the tree, had leaves that were all brilliant silver-blue, like being dressed in cold clothes by the winter snow and waning moon, leaning against a decaying blue brick wall, gently swaying every cheerful frost leaf in the wind.

The small sound is like a voice from outside the sky, as if welcoming strange visitors.

Wanwan came back to her senses, patted her fleshy cheek, and walked towards the bottom of the tree.

She saw it.