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Chapter 42 Who meets a nobleman, who meets a ghost? (Seek to follow up)
Seeing that old Hongtou was looking at him and smiling all the time, without speaking or expressing his opinion, Chen Mou laughed so hard that his heart shuddered.

Chen Mou hurriedly poured tea and water for shopkeeper Hong again, diverted his attention, and analyzed: "You are not at a disadvantage, there is a blacksmith who does not need a forge and helpers, and helps the shop to forge magic tools, saving a lot of money. I pay fifty spirit stones to buy the embryo material of the magic weapon, and you can give one hundred and fifty for the finished magic weapon, and only earn one hundred for the hard work.

"I also accepted your old favor, and there will be rewards in the future. It can be done in public or private, right?"

If you let him know that the person he is talking about business with is the Jindan expert recorded in the classics, or the one who has reached the peak of perfection.

His three-inch eloquence is not bad, I'm afraid he will be in trouble.

Shopkeeper Hong drank the tea in one gulp, and said with a smile, "For your sake, I have done this business on behalf of the Blacksmith Pavilion."

As long as there is still a chance, shopkeeper Hong will poach the little guy who knows his identity as a golden core and can talk to him face to face from the sect, just for this calmness and courage.

It's a pity that he can't, Xuanduguan has great influence, and he doesn't want to offend Gu Zeng.

Since Gu Zeng hinted at the little guy and came to ask him for help, can he just stand by and stand by?
Besides, if something big or small, in his eyes, can it be called a business?
Chen Mou still left room for bargaining. Seeing Shopkeeper Hong's bold agreement, he was overjoyed. Senior Brother Gu's test on him was basically half done. Brother Gu still has a big face. , have a fart face.

Shopkeeper Hong said it politely and sweetly, but he must not take it seriously.

"Thank you, thank you, I respect you for making a breakthrough in your practice and reaching a higher level. From now on, the road to immortality will be smooth!"

"Haha, as you said, this tea must be drunk, it's done!"

The shopkeeper Hong Renche is in a good mood, his gray beard is so happy that he is flying, brother Mou really can talk, for him, nothing is more important than breaking through the current bottleneck.

Talk as much as you can, he loves to hear it.

For that small business, the unit price for the shop to recycle Mou Geer's magic weapon has increased to two hundred, so what if there is more profit?

So sometimes doing business is just a matter of one sentence.

Chen Mou didn't know that the nobleman was actually himself, and he was still trying his best to flatter Lehe.

At noon, Chen Mou was no more than the enthusiastic shopkeeper Hong, and the old man Hong invited guests to Leisurely Residence for a big meal. He didn't know who was the guest and who was the host, anyway, the guests and the host had a good time.

Chen Mou, who returned home with three magic weapon embryos, was not in a hurry to forge the magic weapon.

With Senior Brother Gu's relationship, he didn't even pay a deposit of spirit stones. Shopkeeper Hong is so easy to talk to.

Chen Mou greeted Ying'er: "Let's move in these few days, to the big yard at the foot of the mountain, you should sort out the useful things first."

The thief who used the shadowless water poison to assassinate the monk reappeared, and Chen Mou didn't want to live in the remote small courtyard anymore, it was not safe to go out at night.

He will be rich soon, and he cannot wrong himself.

It will be convenient for Ying'er to go to the street in the future.

Ying'er sent the young master out of the house, closed the courtyard door, and began to clean up the things she needed to use. Unfortunately, she couldn't take the few vegetable plots she dug out.

Chen Mou came to Foreign Affairs Square, asked some questions, and chose three empty courtyards at the foot of the mountain.

He took the trouble to go to see them one by one, and then turned back, and paid the difference of 46 spirit stones until March next year, and rented a large yard that he was satisfied with.

The next morning, three moving monks came by appointment, and Chen Mou explained that he carried a cloth bag containing valuables such as magic artifact embryos, and Ying'er, who was carrying a bag of underwear, went to Wuli New home outside the foothills.

The three moving monks carried large and small objects and ran back and forth without touching the ground.

When Chen Mou and Ying'er arrived at their new home, the items they had moved had already been piled up all over the place. Living in Fangshi, it would be very convenient to have Lingshi.

Otherwise, life will be stretched, and everything will be done by myself, and it will be thankless.

……

Compared with Mr. Chen's joy of moving to a new house, Meng Tianxiu was in a certain courtyard at the foot of Dongfang Mountain three miles away, in order to raise spirit stones, frowning and depressed, he sold all valuable things that could be sold.

She sold one of the two maidservants who had been serving her brother.

In just a few days, she has seen what it means to be warm and cold in human relationships, to be cold and cold in the world, and even to add insult to injury.

Some guys with a human face and a beast's heart actually took advantage of the danger and said shamelessly to let her sleep with her.

"Xiu'er, we're dead, there's only a little bit of residual poison left, it's okay, those doctors in the Wanyaotang who killed thousands of swords, no matter how many spirit stones they spend, they will drag it down."

Meng Tianye walked back and forth restlessly in the yard, his injuries had already healed.

In the past two days, to detoxify him, the girl spent all her family money. He hated to death the four masked thieves who were ambushing and attacking him. She smeared the shadowless water poison on the sword, cutting off his future path to immortality.

I also hate the insatiable doctors, hate this shitty world, there is no such thing as a good person.

The anger in his heart was suffocated and he had nowhere to vent.

"Brother, don't dangle around, go back to your room so that you will be healthy, don't worry about the Lingshi, I'll figure out a way, Dr. Shen said, and after two more treatments, it's very possible to eradicate the residual poison, no matter how big the flower is The price must also be dealt with.”

Meng Tianxiu suppressed the tears in his eyes, and smiled softly.

"Don't... oh!"

Meng Tianye couldn't see his sister crying, he had been like this since he was a child, stomping his feet so hard that seven or eight pieces of blue bricks were broken, he went back to the room and sulked.

The servant girl who poked her head out of the east kitchen and watched timidly waved her hand, indicating what to do. Meng Tianxiu walked back to the west wing as if nothing had happened, closed the door, and threw herself on the bed. Tears of grievance could no longer be suppressed, rolling away. Down.

She tightly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, helpless and sad, she was at the end of her rope.

She really can't help it.

"The old man has a way to save your brother from trouble."

An abrupt and thin voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Meng Tianxiu, who was crying silently and sadly. The woman was so frightened that she jumped out of bed, quickly wiped away her tears, and said in a low voice:

"Who?"

"There is only a wisp of remnant soul left in the old man, and there is no threat to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't talk nonsense with you. You just said, do you want to save your brother? Those doctors have bad intentions, and it is impossible for them to be willing to spend their mana to treat them. Have you No matter how big everyone is, they will also be hollowed out by them."

The thin sound transmission is a bit old and weak.

Meng Tianxiu subconsciously touched her waist, but found nothing, only to remember that her magic weapon saber had been sold.

After vigilantly thinking for a moment, the woman asked: "Do you really have a way to save my brother? What do you need me to exchange with you? Tell me about your conditions first."

She made up her mind that if the other party wanted to coax her, she would immediately go out and shout.

After setting up a street stall in Fangshi for several years, she is not afraid of trouble.

It is recorded in the classics that there are many types of remnant souls. As long as one does not have a major loophole in one's heart defense, one can resist the invasion of most remnant souls with the help of a monk's yang energy and vitality.

"Of course I have conditions. If you can't do it, I just leave and change to another monk to make a deal."

The thin old voice continued: "The old man's condition is hard to say, easy to say, within three years, no matter what method you use, you must help the old man find a small piece of soul-nourishing wood, and then the old man's living soul-nourishing wood, Soak and nourish with fresh hen blood every now and then, and after another three years, the old body will be able to enter reincarnation when his own soul is strong, and we will never owe each other from now on."

How could Meng Tianxiu easily believe the nonsense of the other party.

She was silent for a moment, and tentatively asked, "How can you cure my brother?"

The thin old voice said with a smile: "Shadowless water poison is not a big thing. I know several solutions, and the most convenient one is to get one locally. You go to the pharmacy to buy five-dollar flame nitrate, roasted astragalus, red peony, and sand Ren and Eucommia each one or two, boil three bowls of water to make a small bowl, and then take three drops of blood from the middle finger of your right hand as a medicine primer, keep the medicine until the poison is eliminated, so as not to leave any future troubles."

"So simple?"

Meng Tianxiu's expression of disbelief was beyond words.

The other party told her the prescription directly, but the conditions have not yet been negotiated.

How about coaxing her three-year-old child?

Can she listen to such an unreliable prescription to cure her brother's residual poison?
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(End of this chapter)