Pursuit of the Truth

The houses where the herbs are stored are large, and they are quite neatly arranged. There are rows of shelves, which are arranged in various categories.

In the deep place, there is a slightly smaller room, where the herbs are different from the outside, for the preparation of the barbarians in the family, the ordinary people can not enter.

Even if the doctors come here, they often need to hold the patriarch or the grandfather's hand to enter the room that is extremely important for the entire Wushan tribe.

However, these regulations are not useful in Su Ming. In the very early days, Agong gave Su Ming a special identity. He can go in here at random to facilitate his identification of herbs.

Stepping into the house, Su Ming saw the hand of Bei Ling pulling the dusty front, and walked to the small room full of precious drugs. Outside the door, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, the old man wearing the beast. Leather clothing, thin body, white hair, wrinkles, he was closing his eyes, at this moment opened a gap, took over the hand of Beiling, handed over, looked at it, looked no change, it closed again Up.

Su Ming’s footsteps were slow. He knew that Bei Ling didn’t want to see himself. Instead of entering the small room in silence, he walked around the rows of shelves outside and looked at the many herbs on the top. Su Ming was very I am familiar with it. Almost every herb here has been adopted.

Until all of them were read, Bei Ling and Dian Xin did not come out. Su Ming hesitated and hesitated in the footsteps of the small room.

"Small Rousseau, hesitant?" Su Ming hesitated, an old voice came from his ear. He looked up and saw that the old man who was walking around the small room and guarding the place all the year round.

"Southern Song Grandpa, I am not a Lasu..." Su Ming scratched his head and smiled.

"Think of it, your generation of Ras, who had completed the savage a few months ago, can't call you a little Rasu again in the future." The old man grinned and looked at him with awkwardness.

"Since you have come, why don't you go in? Don't be afraid, there is Grandpa Nansong supporting you! I thought I would dare to rob you with a woman, afraid of what!" The old man blinked and teased and laughed.

Su Mingying's eyes widened. This was the first time he heard such a thing. After hesitating, he smiled and pushed the door of the small room and walked in.

He is not as hesitant as the old man said, but he feels that he has a good grace for Bei Ling. He does not know how to explain it. After so many years, the other party is still as indifferent as ever.

"But it..." Su Ming sighed, and as he pushed open the door of the small room, he saw the dusty figure inside the herb that was being selected. The majestic figure looked back at him with a frown.

After seeing his eyes, Su Ming walked to the side of the shelf, not paying attention to the two, but looking at the herbs in the memory of the refining of the mountain spirit.

Dust Xin also saw Su Ming, who wanted to say something. After hesitating, she did not speak. She grew up and understood a lot of things. She even knew her relationship with Beiling. When I was young, the love that Su Ming grew up was slowly weakening.

"Night pulp grass..."

“Chiba Flower...” Su Ming walked slowly in this small room, his eyes swept over the precious herbs, and finally found the two herbs he needed to refine the mountain spirit.

"Unfortunately, there is no last one..." Su Ming meditated, and looked at all the herbs in this small room.

At the moment, Dust Xin and Bei Ling also chose the herbs they needed. After the dusty greetings with Su Ming, they were pulled by Bei Ling and walked out of the room. Before leaving, Bei Ling’s footsteps did not turn back, but instead A calm opening.

"Without the body, these herbs are useless to you! It is better to be wasted by others because you are wasting it. You are good at it." After that, Bei Ling left with dust.

Su Ming was silent, looked up at the figure of the two left, did not open, but after checking it in this small room, he took the two herbs he needed and left the small room.

For Su Ming to take out the herbs, the old man sitting on the knees did not mind, but looked at Su Ming with an interesting look.

"Southern Song Grandpa...not what you think..." Su Ming touched his nose.

"What do I think? I didn't say the complicated relationship between you and the two little Ras, I don't have it." The old man laughed.

Su Ming's face was reddish, some squatted, and suddenly the flash of light flashed, and he crouched down to look at the old man.

"Southern Song Grandpa, have you seen this herb?" Su Ming said, drawing a pattern of herbs on the ground.

The old man smiled, looked down and looked at his eyes, and he shot his forehead.

"This is not Luo Yunye. This kind of herb is not in Wushan. It needs a special environment for growth. In this nearby tribe, only the Fengzhen tribe can be sold. What do you want it to do?"

"I saw it on a leather book in Agong. I couldn't find it in Wushan for a long time. It turned out to be like this." Su Ming's face was blank.

"Of course, there is no such thing. This is a better medicine for the lower-ranking barbarian. If the Fengzhen tribe sells it, the price is too high, but if you want, you can let you go to the wind." The tribe outside the tribe, where there are often a variety of herbal trades and sales." The old man shook his head and smiled.

After Su Ming’s thoughts and a few words, he got up and said goodbye to the old man. In the eyes of the other side, he quickly left.

Out of the place where the herbs were stored, Su Ming took the matter and walked on the snow in the tribe.

"Luo Yunye... I can pick other herbs from Shanling San, but this Luo Yunye... Nansong Grandpa said that this is very expensive... Hey." Su Ming frowned and touched his body. In addition to some of the stone coins found in the fangs of the Montenegro, there is no other money.

In the tribe, it is often exchanged for things, and little money is needed. Once you leave the tribe, in the outside world, you need the stone coins in exchange for what you need.

Stone coins are coins made with special stones. Only large tribes can be cast. In the case of private creation, they will face the disaster of large tribes in the region.

After rummaging through the whole body, Su Ming only found out three stone coins, all belonging to the dead tooth. As for Su Ming itself, there is no one at all.

"There is no money, how to buy it... If there are a hundred... a thousand stone coins will be fine... As for the ministry, I have listened to Ah Gong about the approximate location, and the tribes have become quite After the scholars, you can go together, not too far from here..." Su Ming smiled, faintly headache.

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