Soon, the villagers returned the removed items and put them back in their original places, and the house was cleaned spotlessly.

Early the next morning, Wang Xuelian got up early, smeared several layers of fat powder on her face, and walked to Baimu Town in the afternoon with a white face.

The town was full of people lying on the ground, all of them with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their ribs were clearly visible. Their voices were as thin as mosquitoes, and if you listened closely, you couldn't hear what they were chanting, but you could tell that they were all waiting to die.

Wang Xuelian saw someone walk to the well, fetch water, pick up a water scoop and pour a few mouthfuls, and finally planted it into the well, and when she was pulled up, her stomach was swollen like a woman who was pregnant for ten months, and she had already stopped breathing.

Walking past a man with the sound of water in his stomach, Wang Xuelian hugged her arms and ran to the door of Chen's rice shop.

Outside the door, there were a dozen or so people hovering around with their necks curled, their noses shaking, and they were inhaling hard, if only they could suck the rice incense into their stomachs.

"A piece of low-grade blood crystal is only this little bit of rice. A well-dressed man sighed and walked out of the rice shop, carrying a small cloth bag containing up to ten catties of rice.

In the past, a piece of low-grade blood crystal was enough to buy three or four hundred catties of rice.

Wang Xuelian stretched out her head to look into the shop, Xu was annoyed by the look, a guy rushed out violently, and was about to shout and scold Wang Xuelian, he rubbed his eyes, looked at Wang Xuelian carefully for a moment, and asked with some hesitation: "Song ...... Mrs. Song?"

Wang Xuelian sighed lightly, she couldn't follow Song Qi five times, but she didn't expect the guys in the shop to remember her. With a smile, Wang Xuelian bowed slightly and said, "It's me." ”

The guy saw that Wang Xuelian was empty behind her, there was no carriage to pull grain, and he didn't see Song Qikai, who often came to sell grain, and said a little puzzled: "Madam, this is ...... here."

Wang Xuelian's face turned solemn and said, "I came to find Shopkeeper Chen to discuss important matters. ”

The guy said "ah", didn't ask anything, said "wait a minute", walked into the shop, whispered to a slightly older middle-aged man for a while, the two separated, the guy went to ask Wang Xuelian to come in to rest and wait, and the middle-aged man pushed open a small door and went to the backyard to tell the shopkeeper Chen.

Soon, the middle-aged man reappeared at the front door and invited Wang Xuelian into the backyard.

There is a small garden in the backyard, through which is the hall where the shopkeeper Chen is used to meet guests.

When Wang Xuelian entered the hall, the first thing she saw was a beautiful and elegant woman in white, her skin was slightly red, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her graceful posture was eye-catching.

Wang Xuelian's appearance is already superior, but compared to a woman, she is like a village girl rolling in the fields.

There were two other people in the hall, one with a beard under his chin, wearing a purple silk robe, sitting on the main seat steadily, nodding to Wang Xuelian with a smile in his eyebrows, this person is the shopkeeper Chen.

The other was dressed in a fire robe, with two thick eyebrows flying upward, and his head was always tilted back slightly, giving people a sense of unruliness.

Wang Xuelian sat down, and her ass was only half sided.

Shopkeeper Chen asked with a gentle expression, "I heard that Mrs. Song is looking for me?"

Wang Xuelian had already thought of her words when she came, but she didn't expect that she was still a little stumbling when she said it.

Shopkeeper Chen closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, the fingers tapping on the armrest slowly stopped, opened his eyes, looked at the fire-robed man and said, "Immortal Master has seen that someone has such a strange ability?"

The fire-robed man shook his head and said affirmatively, "I've never seen it." ”

Shopkeeper Chen's tone was a little cold, and he looked at Wang Xuelian and said, "Is Mrs. Song's words serious?"

Wang Xuelian stood up anxiously and said: "Of course it's true, I also grabbed a handful of rice before I came, if you don't believe it, you can always see a little fame from the rice." ”

"Oh?" Shopkeeper Chen said in surprise, "You are attentive." ”

The rice was sent to the small table next to the shopkeeper Chen, and the man in the fire robe picked up a grain of rice and twisted it lightly between his fingers, a faint sense of consciousness lingered on his fingers, and the small grain of rice seemed to have life.

The fire-robed man couldn't help but be surprised, grabbed the rice, and in the same way, he felt countless tiny lives leaping in his palm, this feeling was very wonderful.

"It's true that this kind of rice is not something that ordinary people can grow. ”

"Immortal Master means ......"

The fire-robed man guessed, "He probably used some kind of spiritual fluid to give birth to rice." ”

Shopkeeper Chen twisted his beard thoughtfully and said, "This person ......"

"Can't stay. The fire-robed man put the rice in his arms, and in an instant he made up his mind, and said, "I'll go find this person." ”

Not only was the shopkeeper Chen surprised, but even the woman in white next to the man was also surprised, the man in the fire robe rarely took the initiative so much, and during this period of getting along, he gave people the feeling that he didn't take everything to heart and was not interested in anything.

"If the grain can't be sold for a great price, I will be punished. The fire-robed man's tone was helpless.

This time, I was able to invite the disciples of the Lieyang Palace to protect the warehouse in Baimu Town, and the price given by the shopkeeper Chen was that after the famine, the money obtained was divided with the Lieyang Palace, and only then did the disciples of the Lieyang Palace sit in charge.

Although it is a small town, there are dozens of villages around it, and the money squeezed is enough for an ordinary few years' income, which is also a large amount of money for the Lieyang Palace.

Shopkeeper Chen stood up, his words were not without respect, and said, "This will bother the immortal master." ”

The fire-robed man waved his hand very indifferently and said, "Shopkeeper Chen doesn't have to be polite, since the master has sent me here, how can I not share your worries?"

Shopkeeper Chen was flattering again, and the fire-robed man coughed lightly, and an abnormal red appeared on his cheeks, but it quickly subsided, and he turned to Wang Xuelian and said, "Lead the way." ”

Wang Xuelian had been waiting for a long time, and when she heard the words, she smiled flatteringly, bowed down and walked out of the door.

At this time, the woman in white spoke up, "Senior brother, you wait." ”

The fire-robed man who was following Wang Xuelian paused, turned around and tried to make his voice as gentle as possible, "Shuangshuang, what's the matter?"

Chen Shuangshuang came up and took the hand of the fire-robed man and said, "Senior brother, take a step to speak." ”

When the two came to the garden, seeing that there was no one around, Chen Shuangshuang said, "Senior brother, do you think there is something strange about this?"

Unlike the shopkeeper Chen's surprise, Chen Shuangshuang knew why the fire-robed man was so lazy. The fire-robed man's name is Li Rong, he is the leader of the younger generation of Lieyang Palace, and he can be said to be a genius who has not been encountered in a hundred years in the door.

The current situation of Lieyang Palace is extremely embarrassing, in the past, an identity like Li Rong would never come to the town, but unfortunately this time is different from the past, and the shelves of Lieyang Palace are not so high.

"There is a very special power in this Miri, and it is likely that my injuries will recover from it. There was an irrepressible excitement in Li Rong's tone.