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What else can be done now?

Before they could hesitate, Sun Han had already opened his hand, tilted his head and smiled: "Thank you!"

The cashier glanced at the old prince and saw him gritting his teeth and nodding, so he could only sneer and hand over a wad of banknotes.

Sun Han took the money with one hand and the reins with the other, jumped down to the window outside Qiu Cunmo's room, and handed over the banknote.

But she smiled and said: "Give it to him, so that he can settle down and live for himself for the rest of his life!"

Sun Han's expression froze for a moment, but he still raised his head and handed the banknote to Xiao Junsheng.

Xiao Junsheng lowered his eyes: "Thank you..."

It is true that things in the world are unpredictable and have countless reversals.

When he first gave Sun Han and Qiu deposits of money, he thought they were pitiful, so he wanted to give them a place to stay.

Unexpectedly, an unintentional act of kindness actually bought me a peaceful and stable rest of life.

Without the support of Mr. You, the old prince did not dare to share an inn with Qiu Cunmo and the others, so he packed up his things and left overnight.

Because Qiu Cunmo was going to Huanhai Sect, he sent a guard to take care of Xiao Junsheng and send him back to Fengyun Village.

After dawn, the group of people drove for a long time and finally saw the signboard of Huanhai Sect - the Heaven Sacrifice Tower!

The Huanhai Sect is famous for its illusions, and is best at metaphysics, illusions, stargazing, etc.

Most of the disciples who graduated from the Huanhai Sect serve in the courts of various countries, and all of them hold high positions, so the sect is not large, but it is very popular.

All in all, a big family like the Qiu family is just a little brother in front of it.

Qiu Cunmo did not join the Huanhai Sect, but rented an empty house in the village next door. Although it was a bit crude, it could be lived in after being tidied up.

After Qiu Yisheng sent the things up on behalf of the Qiu family, he asked around for news about Qiu Lie and came back to tell Qiu Cunmo that the eldest son had gone into the Dead Sea with others and might not be able to come out for a while.

The Dead Sea is the place where the Huanhai Sect’s spiritual pearl originates.

After the Lingzhu exploded, the Dead Sea was severely damaged, and some young and powerful people went down to clean up the mess.

"In this case, you can also go to the Dead Sea tomorrow and try to find your brother as much as possible."

Now that I'm here, I definitely want to meet Qiu Lie.

Qiu Yisheng and others lived in the camp prepared by Huanhai Sect. Qiu Cunmo lived alone in the house. He opened the braised pork and steamed buns sent by Qiu Yisheng and prepared to retreat into the space to meditate after dinner.

"Sister, Sister Qiu, are you there? I am Yuanyuan..."

Qiu Cunmo rented the house of Yuanyuan's family.

She lives with her grandfather and brother, more than 20 meters apart.

"Grandpa said, I didn't see any smoke from your kitchen, so I guess you didn't cook dinner, so you asked me to bring you pancakes. These are freshly baked vegetable pancakes. You can try them." After the door opened, Yuanyuanhe handed them over.

Two vegetable pancakes.

The vegetable cake is baked with rough dough and contains vegetable leaves. It looks dark and ugly, but it has a special fragrance.

"What a coincidence. I happened to buy some braised pork here and wanted to eat it with you. You just happened to be here. Let's go to your house and eat together!" Qiu Cunmo put away the steamed buns and just took the braised pork with him.

Yuanyuan's home.

Yuanyuan is about the same age as her, dark and thin, with two small buns on her head, which makes her eyes look big and round.

Seeing that she had brought braised pork over, Old Man Fang felt very embarrassed and said, "Girl, you see what happened, but I'd rather excuse you for spending money on it, girl."

"Grandpa Fang, you are out of touch when you say that. I live here alone, and I will have to trouble you to take care of me in the future. How can I say it is a waste of money? Besides, I still have something to do with Brother Fang Cun. Isn't he at home?"

Fang Cun is eighteen years old and works as a handyman in the Huanhai Sect. I heard that he has always wanted to be admitted to the inner sect and become a disciple of the sect, but he has never been able to pass the examination.

"He just came back, and he seems a little unhappy. Girl, if he says something to choke you, don't take it to heart." Old Man Fang warned him again and again, and went into the room to call his grandson out.

Fang Cun was short, dark, thin and dull. When he saw Qiu Cunmo, he nodded awkwardly: "Girl, if you need something, come to me?"

"It's nothing important. I just heard that something happened to the boss of Huanhai Sect. I was curious, so I asked about it. Brother Fang Cun, let's talk while eating..."

When talking about the Huanhai Sect, Fang Cun started talking.

The explosion of the Huanhai Sect's spirit bead origin has been a thing for a long time.

"The Dead Sea has not been peaceful recently. There are always some strange things happening. The elders went to see it and said it was fine. Now this explosion is a slap in the face to those elders."

"The Dead Sea...what is it? The dead sea?"

"No, no, no, there was originally a spring. A lot of water came from the spring, forming a small sea. Later, there was no water and it dried up. It became the burial ground of the ancestors. Over time, it was called the Dead Sea.

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Qiu Cunmo said calmly: "I heard that after the spirit bead exploded, it scattered into a lot of debris. Many people are helping to search for the remaining beads!"

"No, in the past few days, there have been more than a hundred people there, right? Unfortunately, I'm not qualified!" Fang Cun let out a long, depressed sigh.

"Why are you not qualified? Don't you think that only young and strong people go out to search? You are like this..."

"I failed to pass the inner sect. I am not qualified to go to the Dead Sea to look for residual pearls. I am only qualified to do odd jobs outside."

"Do you still have the qualifications to find residual beads?"

"Yes, outsiders without a certain level of cultivation, or outer disciples who have not passed the inner sect, are not qualified!" Fang Cun became more and more discouraged as he spoke. He took a mouthful of pancakes and chewed dryly: "Forget it.

, don’t talk about this anymore, it’s so annoying!”

He didn't want to mention it, and Qiu Cunmo was embarrassed to ask again. They chatted for a while, and after dinner, they went back to the house to rest.

The next day, Qiu Yisheng did not come to deliver breakfast.

Qiu Cunmo waited and looked at him for a long time, but there was no news. He simply changed into men's clothes, cleaned up briefly, and went to a small town near Huanhai Sect to have breakfast.

She picked a steamed bun shop and ordered a few vegetable steamed buns and a bowl of egg drop soup.

Several teenagers at the next table were wearing uniform clothes, and they were chatting together to discuss something, and their voices became louder and louder.

"No, the medicinal materials we have refined have already been combined with two spirit stones. No matter what, we have to exchange one pill for one spirit stone to get our money back!"

"What you asked for is for the total use, and it is not the cost of these few pills. Now half a dollar is enough!"

"But we lost a lot of herbs in order to refine these pills!"

"That can't all be included in these pills!"

"If you ask me, let's go to the morning market first to check out the market and see how other senior brothers are selling before we make a decision."

Several people stood up while talking and walked out arguing.

In addition to the ordinary shops in the town, there is also a morning market street, where the disciples of Huanhai Sect sell the herbs they grow, the elixirs they refine, and some manuscripts.

Qiu Cunmo saw a manuscript of ghost-drawing talismans, picked it up and flipped through it.

"Little brother, I see that your eyebrows are a little gloomy. It seems that something happened to your family. Why don't you buy a book and go back to solve the problem." The man was wearing a sloppy long coat, with dirty hair, dull eyes, and his right foot.

There was a big hole in his shoe, and his big toe was exposed.

"Is this a manuscript? The font is different..."

"My disciples are lazy, and each of them only copies a certain section, but I guarantee that the goods are genuine and fair!"

"How to sell it?"

"One book, thirteen gold!"

"How much?" Qiu Cunmo thought that the manuscript was only for three or five adults. After all, the manuscript was copied into ghostly symbols, like a child's random graffiti.

"Today, thirteen gold, and tomorrow, it will be thirty gold!" The man's smile was meaningful, and he leisurely picked up the broken straw hat and covered his face: "Besides, this manuscript of mine comes with after-sales service. If you

If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to Huanhai Sect to find me at any time!"

"Uncle, if you are short of money, I can help you, but it is wrong for you to steal money..."

"Thirteen gold, one son is a lot!"

The man's attitude was very firm. Qiu Cunmo was too lazy to talk nonsense, threw down the manuscript and stood up to leave.