Seeing that no one was bidding, Xia Yuan coughed lightly, drew everyone's attention back, and continued: "Three years ago, our Xiangzhou suffered from a beast tide, which affected two counties and seven counties. This thing was given to Xiangzhou by Master Yan Qi. Donations and proceeds from the auction will be given to the disaster-stricken areas in Xiangzhou, and the Master will not take a penny."
so what? Everyone sneered inwardly, it was really stingy for the dignified Lord Zifu to donate a tattered shirt.
In fact, this was an injustice to Master Yan Qi. This person is not weak in cultivation and has good elixir skills, but his personality is wild and unruly. Three years ago, there was a monster wave in Xiangzhou. He happened to be nearby, so he stepped forward and killed many monsters.
This shirt was damaged in that battle. It's just that this person doesn't like to boast, so he brushes off his clothes and hides his identity and reputation. After returning to the sect, he did not mention this matter to his fellow disciples.
Later, after the losses in Xiangzhou came out, the sect called on the monks to donate money, and the cultivators above the Zi Mansion even made an apportionment, each person should not be less than 3,000, to show that the sect and the people share the joys and sorrows.
Yan Qi felt disgusted and angry that someone was ridiculing him for being stingy, so he simply took out the robe without cleaning it and put the price of three thousand on it to show that he had donated it.
Anyway, he has a clear conscience.
Xia Yuan didn't know this, but the master's commission forced her to travel around the country for auctions, and all the auctions failed without exception.
She smiled bitterly in her heart and was about to put away this embarrassing thing after counting to three, but she heard someone making a sound in the second box.
"Three thousand and one." One hundred was actually added!
"Deal!" she shouted, and she dropped the hammer excitedly, feeling as if she was marrying off the ugliest daughter in the family.
Grandma took the jade box and threw it into the storage bag without looking at it. She also thought it was dirty.
"I'm from Xiangzhou." Looking at the confused people, she said with a smile, and there seemed to be an indelible nostalgia in her voice.
…
There is nothing worth selling after this. At Haishi, the auction finally came to an end.
The next day, grandma called Yang Zhen over.
"I have made up my mind," her eyes were bright and her expression was serious: "I will go to Qingluo Mountain again to investigate!"
These several interactions with the Zhu family have made it very clear that there must be a mystery to the spiritual veins of Qingluo Mountain!
As a monk, since you have such doubts, you should go explore it, maybe it will be an opportunity.
"Really?" Yang Zhen was overjoyed: "I want to go too!"
"You can't do it." Mammy shook her head: "You have no cultivation. If you meet a monk from the Zhu family, one or two will be fine, but if there are more than one, I may not be able to protect you."
She continued: "I have agreed with Yu Zhuke of Junguan that I will go with him in a month. His cultivation level is not much worse than mine. If something happens, the two of us can handle it."
What she said was very reasonable, and Yang Zhen no longer insisted. Although in his heart, he was extremely eager to reveal the secrets of the Zhu family personally.
"Why a month later?" he asked curiously.
"Silly boy, the spiritual veins have only been delivered to the Zhu family in the past few days. If we go now, what can we find out? It will take a month before they completely occupy this place before any clues can be revealed!"
Yang Zhen suddenly realized.
"If you can recall any past events these days, especially those related to spiritual veins, remember to tell me." Grandma finally asked.
…
Twenty days later, Shuihengyuan, dusk.
It is already quite cold in Baiyun Mountain in early winter. The vegetation outside is sparse, but in the yard it is like spring all year round.
At this time, the mama and his wife would go to the cave to practice for half an hour. Zhao Yueer, who was left alone, called Caiyun and played hide and seek with Yang Zhencaisi.
After Yu Deshui was arrested, the Zhao family already understood that the poisoning was entirely aimed at Yang Zhen, and their protection of the little girl returned to what it was before. Of course, I still secretly have to be vigilant about my diet.
Although Yu Deshui provided the contact information and location of the killer organization, unfortunately when the county government sent people to search, no one was there. These people usually wear masks when meeting, hiding their aura, not revealing their true identity, and making it impossible to find them. So the clue ended with him.
Although Yang Zhen had suspicions in her heart, she was helpless. With his status, it was impossible to follow his wishes and cause chaos in the old house.
Now more than a month has passed, the Zhao family has stopped urging Jun Guan, and the case has basically been settled.
Yang Zhen could only keep this matter in her heart and look for opportunities in the future.
Now, his mind was on something else.
"There is an elder sister hiding behind the pomegranate tree in the middle yard; there is a little sister hiding under the desk in the east wing; and there is the youngest sister lying on the beam in the wing room..."
Yiyi's clear and sweet voice sounded in Yang Zhen's mind.
This girl Zhao Yue'er actually climbed onto the rafter, which made Yang Zhen secretly amused.
"Yiyi, is this your new ability?" he asked.
"Yes!" Yiyi was very proud: "In the past twenty days, after absorbing the middle-grade wood spirit stone you mentioned, I have awakened another ability!"
"Awakening?"
"Yes, I already knew these abilities, but I just couldn't remember them before. Now that I'm well-fed and growing, I can remember some things!" the little guy said with a smile.
Today's Yiyi is still a foot tall, but her whole body is more rounded and shiny, like a chubby little girl. According to her, it was because she was too full, and after a while, it would be time to sleep again.
"Next time I wake up, I should be able to help you plant vegetables, brother." The little thing said happily.
Yang Zhen asked for a few seeds of soul-nurturing grass and put them in the space, preparing to plant them after Yiyi's ability evolved. At that time, more spiritual herbs can be selected for planting.
"Tell me about your new ability."
"Okay. Now I can talk to the plants and trees around me!"
It turns out that plants and trees also have a "language" and can also communicate with each other. However, it is difficult for humans to understand their language and gain their trust.
Now Yiyi can get all kinds of information she wants to know through these seemingly silent plants.
For example, the hiding place of these girls just now.
"However, I am still very weak now. I can only communicate with the grass thirty feet around me. I can't hear it any further away!"
Thirty feet, one hundred meters, this is already very impressive, okay?
Through Yiyi's ability, as long as there is vegetation, it is no longer a secret to him within a hundred meters.
In this case...
Yang Zhen made a decision in her heart.
That night, he found his grandmother.
"Mommy, I've been dreaming a lot lately, about Qingluo Mountain." He said seriously.
"Oh?" Mammy looked at him with interest: "What did you find?"
"I can't explain clearly," Yang Zhen scratched her head: "I often dream about some scenes, but I can't remember them even if I think about them carefully..."
"So, I want to go see the scene, maybe I can remember something." He pleaded.
Mammy stared at him for a while and smiled.
"Okay," she promised: "Follow me then and pay attention to safety."
