Farming in the Immortal Mansion

After hearing this, Little Pomegranate has longed for the prosperous and lively places in the world of mortals, and said: "Yes! Master, places with many people are lively. I want to see the world and make more friends!"

Having said this, Xiao Pomegranate blinked at Ye Ling and secretly conveyed his voice with his spiritual consciousness: "The other major task we have come out this time is to find the Qingqiu Fox Clan. It can only be found in densely populated areas. Yes. Especially in Nancheng, which the little fat man said, there are many restaurants and restaurants, so it is very easy to get information! "

Ye Ling nodded: "That's fine! Even the shop owner said that Qiubao is the most familiar with the city. Since you all say Nancheng is good, then live in Nancheng. Of course, we must also listen to the shopkeeper's opinion."

Shopkeeper Hu smiled and said: "This is easy to handle. There is a vacant courtyard in Xinghua Lane in Nancheng, which is the property of Jubaofang. I asked the clerk and maids to clean and arrange it first, and they will also carry these alchemy furnaces, Mr. how about?"

Ye Ling was not polite to him. Since he was going to make elixirs for Jubaofang, accepting a few alchemy furnaces was nothing. "Very good, this matter is settled!"

Shopkeeper Hu immediately ordered a dozen people to go to Xinghua Lane to arrange the arrangements.

Afterwards, the guests and hosts drank and chatted happily and continued to enjoy the singing and dancing of the dancers on the Qiushui Tower.

Just before the second watch, the maids sent by the Sixth Lady of the Qiu Mansion finally came back. Each one of them, tired of their travels, presented a brocade box.

Ye Ling opened it and saw six wood flame spirit fruits inside. It could be seen that they were freshly picked and there was still dew on them.

"Thank you!" Ye Ling couldn't ask them about the picking process in detail. After all, it involved the dispute between the Sixth Lady and the Fourth Lady in the Qiu Mansion. This kind of family matter was not something he could interfere with.

After collecting the spiritual fruit, Ye Ling stood up and left.

Shopkeeper Hu also wants to come out to see her off.

Ye Ling stopped and said, "There's a lot of trouble today! With Qiubao's guidance, we'll go to Xinghua Lane in Nancheng by ourselves. The shopkeeper has a lot of things to do, so there's no need to see him off in person, so I'll say goodbye!"

Little Pomegranate still had some unfinished thoughts, but after hearing the little fat Qiubao talk about the prosperity of Nancheng, she no longer missed the delicacies upstairs in Qiu Shui.

Before leaving, the little fat man took a roast chicken and kept talking: "I'm telling you, the streets in Nancheng are really lively. There are all kinds of delicious and fun things. I'm sure you can see them all." I haven’t seen them before! Also, most of the companions I know live in Nancheng.”

Xiao Pomegranate's heart moved after hearing this: "That's great! Then let's go to Nancheng for a walk now? It's just that it's getting late."

The little fat man waved his hand: "It doesn't matter! The lights in Nancheng are brightly lit all night long. It can be called the city that never sleeps until the night is over! Master, if you have nothing to do, let them clean the house in Xinghua Lane first! I will take you to the night How about visiting Nancheng?”

Ye Ling nodded slightly. Through the connection of the soul mark, he realized that the devil was also in the south. As for whether he was wandering in Nancheng, he couldn't say for sure.

Moreover, after the devil entered the city, he didn't come to see him for a long time. Even Ye Ling didn't know what he was up to. This guy had made some military exploits, but now he didn't know who he was?

Thinking of this, Ye Ling took Little Pomegranate and Little Fatty and teleported directly out of Danfang and came to Nancheng Market.

The little fat man's eyes were dazzled. When he opened his eyes, he looked around and said happily: "This is it! Young Master, we are in the right place. In front of us is..."

The little fat man was about to give directions, but before he could finish speaking, he found that Mr. Ye seemed to be more familiar with this place than he was. His figure flashed again and he had already arrived in front of the dance pavilion and singing stage of Qianhong Grotto, where the music of silk and bamboo orchestras was everywhere. , and the beauty’s teasing laughter.