Carefully plucking the Qingling grass by the roots, Ye Feng hurriedly opened the back basket and wanted to put the herbs in it after he landed, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he immediately took it back.

Looking at the little toad in the back basket with two round frog eyes, the young man couldn't help frowning and asked worriedly, "You won't give me food, will you...?"

The latter rolled his eyes and silently turned to Ye Feng, showing that he was not interested in this green spirit grass at all.

Seeing this, Ye Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and happily put the herbs into the back basket.

In this way, Ye Feng, a young man with Qingling Grass, walked much faster than before, and even hummed a small song, and the young man's heart was undoubtedly revealed.

The toad in the back basket blinked twice and quietly climbed out of the back basket, squatting on Ye Feng's shoulder and looking at the mountain road ahead, it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"Toad, give you a name. ”

Ye Feng glanced sideways, the only partner on his shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Hmm... What's it called? Steamed buns, flatbreads, roast chicken?"

The young man was talking to himself, thinking about it, all kinds of food were swinging around in his mind, and the toad on his shoulder didn't seem to be cold, still looking at the mountain road intently.

"Yuanbao! Yes, let's call you Yuanbao!"

Ye Feng slapped his slap violently, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The latter turned his head to look at Ye Feng and blinked twice, and actually nodded magically!

"Can you understand me?"

Ye Feng felt a little incredible, and his tone revealed joy, but the toad didn't overdo it with disgust.

There was nothing to say all the way, on this day, Ye Feng took the ingots to a city called Jianye City.

"It's so lively!"

Looking at the city walls that are several times higher than Qingxi Town and the bustling bazaar in the city, the young man couldn't help but sigh.

Toad Yuanbao seemed to feel that Ye Feng's performance was a little embarrassing, and silently jumped off the young man's shoulder and returned to the back basket.

Shuttling through the bazaar, Ye Feng saw everything very fresh.

Jugglers who can spit fire, small traders who make up the names of various vegetables, parrots who can write by themselves with a brush, city people who bargain with vendors, children who laugh and play...

It's really all kinds of beings, so it's not lively!

Walking up to an old man who seemed to be suffering from an eye disease, the young man couldn't help but pause.

It wasn't the old man's down-and-out clothes that attracted Ye Feng's attention, but the old man's wrinkled hands were quickly pinching a candy man, and his demeanor was lifelike, and it was himself!

"Can you see it, old man?"

Ye Feng stared at the old man with a wary look in his eyes and asked.

"Invisible, invisible!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, pinched the bamboo stick inserted in the sugar man and turned around, raised his hand and handed it to Ye Feng, and said with a smile: "It's just an ancestral six-senses technique! It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning~"

Sensing that the old man had no malicious intent, Ye Feng thought about it and took the sugar man in the old man's hand, thanked him politely, and planned to turn around and leave.

After all, the six senses in the old man's mouth involved other people's privacy, and Ye Feng didn't want to ask too much.

At this moment, the young man felt a bright red flash in front of his eyes, and then a fresh breeze blew in his face.

Turning his head to look, he saw a little girl with a slanted ponytail and a cute look in a red dress ran to the old man through Ye Feng's line of sight, grabbed the latter's arm and shook the old man's sleeve and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't sell candy here, Brother Xiao is still waiting for us, let's hurry up and pack up!"

After that, the little girl subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Feng, who was stunned on the side, and the latter was inexplicably beating faster and her cheeks were red, don't turn her head and dare not look at the little girl's gaze.

The blind old man raised his hand and pinched the little girl's face, and said dotingly: "Okay, good, listen to Jiaojiao!

As he spoke, the old man put the objects of the candy man into the small wooden box he carried, and then picked up the wooden box and took the little girl's hand and walked in the direction of the outside of the city, leaving the young Ye Feng still stupidly standing in place.

Looking at the bright red that gradually disappeared from the field of vision, Ye Feng's heart suddenly had an indescribable feeling, he only felt as if he had lost something in his heart, but it seemed that there was something more...

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On the official road outside the city, an old man and a young man walked, the blind old man took the hand of the little girl in red and walked towards the smoke not far away, and the afterglow of the sunset pulled the shadows of the grandfather and grandson.

"Grandpa, why don't you take the money and give the candy man to that person?"

The little girl was very puzzled by the old man's behavior, because the old man was usually a stingy person, he was beaten and beaten with patches on his rough clothes, and he always drank the worst wine in the wine shop.

"It's just a good fate... That young man is not simple! There is a sword qi in his body that even I can't see through, and I can only faintly perceive the edge of that sword qi but I can't find out about it!"

The old man's cloudy eyes seemed to flash with a gleam.

"It's so powerful? I don't believe it! Look at his stupid appearance, it's far worse than Brother Xiao!"

"Yes, yes, our delicate Brother Xiao is the most powerful, and he must be the number one sword immortal in the world in the future. ”

"That's it!"

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In a small pharmacy in Jianye City, the young man Liu Er took a nap with his elbow on the counter and supported his cheeks, drooling, and laughed a few times from time to time.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper?"

A gentle call pulled Liu Er back to reality from his dream.

Liu Er, who came back to his senses, hurriedly put away his sleeping posture, and said skillfully before he raised his head: "What does the uncle need? The three generations of ancestral medical skills of the shopkeeper of this store have rejuvenated and brought the dead back to life..."

In the middle of his words, the young man suddenly found that standing in front of him was a down-and-out young man who was not tall and carried a basket on his back.

Thinking of the sweet dream that had just been interrupted, Liu Er couldn't help but get angry, and waved his hand again and again and scolded him: "Where did this poor sour little ghost come from to disturb the uncle's sleep? Go and go, don't beg for food!"

The little ghost in Liu Er's mouth was Ye Feng, who had inquired all the way and was ready to sell the Qingling Grass for some silver taels.

Looking at Liu Er's fickle face, the young man couldn't help but sigh with a warm and cold feeling, stabilized his mind, frowned and explained: "I'm not begging, I'm here to sell medicine!"

"Selling medicine?"

Liu Er stared at Ye Feng with suspicion on his face, then looked at the back basket behind the young man, thinking that the person who came might really be where the medicine picker came from, so he changed to a condescending tone and said, "What medicine, take it out and I'll take a look!"

"I have to ask your shopkeeper to come out and read my medicine!"

At this time, Ye Feng had already seen Liu Er's catties and guessed that he was just an ordinary young man, so he didn't want to talk to this person anymore, after all, his mother had taught him the truth that wealth was not exposed!

"Hey, you little!"

Guy Liu Er was a little stunned and couldn't get off the stage, and was about to teach Ye Feng a lesson, when a deep voice with a slight smile suddenly came from outside the door: "Xiaoyou, what kind of medicine do you want to sell?

With the voice, a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a medicine box with a warm face walked in from outside the door, this person is the shopkeeper of this small pharmacy, the shopkeeper Sun.

"Oh, shopkeeper, you're back! Hurry! Sit down and rest!"

Liu Er immediately changed his face, and took out the bench to beckon Shopkeeper Sun to sit down.

Ye Feng on the side was very disdainful and disgusted when he saw this situation, and after a little hesitation, he stepped forward and said to the shopkeeper Sun: "Please also ask the shopkeeper to take me to the back room to chat." ”

After speaking, the young man glanced at his buddy Liu Er intentionally or unintentionally to remind him.

Shopkeeper Sun, who was over half a hundred years old, naturally took in Ye Feng's expression, but he just smiled indifferently, then got up and picked up the medicine box and said to Ye Feng, "Little friend, please come with me", and then stretched out his hand and led the young man to the inner room.

The young man Liu Ermu walked to the back room with the backs of Ye Feng and the others, his face changed again, and he spat at the stone slab on the ground fiercely: "Phew!

When he came to the back room, Shopkeeper Sun beckoned Ye Feng to sit down, poured a glass of water and pushed it to Ye Feng.

However, the young man did not think so, because he had inquired before coming here, and the people in the city spoke very highly of the shopkeeper of the Sun family, saying that he was a great good man, and if the poor people came to the pharmacy for some minor diseases, the shopkeeper Sun usually treated them for free, and sometimes they could not accept a symbolic charge of a few pennies.

A few years ago, there was a drought, every family could not open the pot and no rice to cook, and many people in the city starved to death.

Retracting his thoughts, Ye Feng no longer concealed it, and directly took out the Qingling Grass from the back basket and handed it to the shopkeeper Sun, and asked with a smile: "Can the shopkeeper recognize this herb?"

Syllable~

The teacup in the latter's hand fell unsteadily to the ground.

"Is this? This is Qingling Grass?"

Shopkeeper Sun grabbed Ye Feng's wrist and asked emotionally.

At the same time, Liu Er, the guy in the medicine hall outside the door, was attracted by the sound of the inner room, frowned, and tiptoed to the door to eavesdrop on the movement in the house...

"It's like a fake green spirit grass!"

Ye Feng looked at Shopkeeper Sun's excited appearance and felt a little funny in his heart, but he still politely held back.

The latter reacted to the self-conscious gaffe, hurriedly withdrew his hand in embarrassment, sorted out his thoughts, and explained to Ye Feng:

"Alas... Don't hide it from Xiaoyou, I just went to the south of the city to the old man Li's family to cherish the disease, this old man Li is a well-known good man in the city, but now he is not seriously ill but he is old, and his body and bones are declining day by day, but I am afraid that he will not be able to survive for much time.... But if there is this Qingling grass, then it can keep Old Man Li safe for a year, so that Old Man Li's son who is an official in the capital can also rush back to fulfill his filial piety!"

After explaining the reason, Shopkeeper Sun got up again and took out two gold ingots from the medicine box and handed them to Ye Feng, and continued to add: "The old man knows my family background, this is the ten taels of gold he gave me, let me help buy the Qingling Grass, if Xiaoyou is too little, I can also go to the old man's house to get some money, but please Xiaoyou must sell this Qingling Grass to me!"

After that, Shopkeeper Sun looked at Ye Feng with a wistful look, for fear that the young man would reject him.

Ye Feng looked at the look of the shopkeeper Sun, who was dozens of years older than him, for help, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered, so he hurriedly nodded and agreed: "The shopkeeper, please rest assured! I will sell this Qingling Grass to you now, and it just so happens that I will also spend some silver taels on the road!"

Without hesitation, the young man handed the Qingling Grass to the latter.

"Thank you so much!"

Shopkeeper Sun was very impressed by Ye Feng's style of not taking the opportunity to ask for a sky-high price, and patted Ye Feng's shoulder heavily.