"Gu Buwei is really rich. If only he was too confused by intelligence twice..." The system's uncle had an uncontrollable hope and excitement in his tone.

Fang Ning was speechless after hearing this. That unlucky child is probably still grateful to the system master...

"What kind of ragged magic weapons are melted away, and the materials are recycled. Antiques, calligraphy and paintings? What are these? I heard they are very valuable...?"

The system uncle asked Fang Ning.

"Gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times have lost a lot of price now. These antiques, calligraphy and paintings should only be valuable in the future. Keep them first and start the preservation area."

Fang Ning has no love for antiques and does not know professional knowledge, but he knows that this thing is indeed very expensive, and the more prosperous it is, the higher the price.

Now, we must not take action, and people are in panic. It is the time for some professionals to buy at the bottom.

The system master then stored precious calligraphy and painting porcelain into the system fresh storage area.

Now it is almost a grocery store there. If Zheng Dao hadn't been helping with the goods, he would have transferred some of the unused goods in time.

No matter how big the space is, it cannot withstand the old man filling it in 24 hours.

Fang Ning endured for a while, and finally couldn't help saying, "Uncle, you don't need to use my body to check the magic weapon, give me the ten-day fake first..."

The system master said with a sermon: "You are playing with you, and I don't care about you for ten days from now on. If you feel bored, you can go to the Dragon Mystery Realm to breathe. It is safe, the place is big, and there are many acquaintances."

Fang Ning was speechless, and he said angrily: "You just make do with me like this? If I had known that I wouldn't have told you the details of Zhinan... System Master, you have changed, and you are no longer the honest system you used to be."

While counting the belongings in Gubuwei's space equipment, the system said with confidence: "Those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. I am all influenced by you. Besides, I didn't lie. I said I gave you ten days off, but I didn't say that I would end the custody of your body..."

"Yes, you wait," Fang Ning angrily entered the Dragon Mysterious Realm.

"Wait and wait, anyway, you have severe late procrastination, and you forget as you drag it." The system master said indifferently.

Now people are panic outside, the entertainment industry is in turmoil, and games are stagnant.

A few of the people who love to play are online games, ghost areas in ghost areas, death servers in death servers, the only one that is currently rising against the trend and is still popular in "Beasts Fighting for Dad", which is still his gold-fighting base, so he naturally has no interest.

So he was not interested in surfing the Internet and wanted to go out and have fun.

Fang Ning dragged his soul body like a substance and crawled into the mysterious dragon realm with dejected expression.

As soon as he entered, a loud and strange singing sound poured into his ears, giving him an inexplicable sense of intimacy, so he immediately followed the sound.

The sound came from the medicine garden.

At this time, some people in the White Stone were busy inside, carefully caring for the precious medicinal materials and taking good care of them.

These jobs seem inconspicuous, but it is difficult to find something that can match them on the earth.

You should know that many delicate flowers and plants have tricky habits and even need to sing to grow well. It is really incredible.

And these medicinal materials that cherish thousands of times are not willing to fall behind, such as the old ginseng that is about to enlighten the mind...

Now, Fang Ning quickly found the source of the singing.

It turned out that a strong white stone man was squatting on the ground, singing loudly at the old ginseng that was several times stronger than his colleagues.

"A... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a...

The thick voice and the rough tone are unprecedented, which can make those who see cry and those who listen to them collapse.

Next to this sturdy stone man, there was a woman wearing thick labor uniforms.

She looked average, and was covering her forehead with her right hand, with a look of pain on her face.

However, the old ginseng seemed to be very satisfied with listening, and it shaked its fat leaves from time to time, as if it was still responding to the rhythm.

Damn, this ginseng has become a genital...

Fang Ning's temperament suddenly improved a lot, and he did not disturb the Stone Man's singing.

Because, that's just a witch...

He had heard a song that was even worse than this, and it was not on the tune at all. After all, this turbulent stone man did not go out of tune...

It also gave him a special sense of intimacy, and perhaps the two of them could become soulmates.

When Fang Ning raised his foot and stepped into the range of the medicine garden, all the green leaves of the raw medicine rose up at the same time, as if welcoming the real owner.

Fang Ning was stunned for a moment, then looked around, feeling very surprised. Could it be that so many precious medicinal herbs would become essence?

That's a big deal...

Unfortunately, he soon heard the bad news.

The woman with an ordinary-looking labor dress quickly lowered her head and said to the old ginseng: "Grandpa Ginseng, please take away your magical powers, don't scare the leader..."

At this time, Fang Ning could see clearly that the old ginseng shook its branches and leaves, and all the plants in the medicine garden returned to their original state. The head should be drooped, and the toe should be drooped...

It is indeed the "king of hundreds of medicines", and he can actually command a group of medicines...

And the turbulent and square stone man still did not stop singing, and was still "a little flower la la" there and continued singing.

"Crowstone, you've been singing for a whole morning. Go and have a rest, I'll continue." Zhao Xin said politely to the turtle and square Baishi man.

Crowstone touched his head and said embarrassedly: "This old ginseng likes me to sing. If it were someone else's words, it would be angry again."

"Who said that this warden is proficient in music, and I believe it must like it very much." Fang Ning coughed twice when he heard this and walked up to him.

He was excited at this time, and "singing" was once a big hobby for him. When he was in elementary school, he used several small notebooks to copy popular lyrics, but unfortunately he never found a soulmate.

When I was at work, those bastards went to KTV to sing, and they stopped calling him twice. They really didn't know the sound of gold and jade.

Now when you see the old ginseng, you should be your soulmate, and you can't miss this opportunity.

Fang Ning couldn't find any fun online, so he naturally had to regain his hobbies he had before.

So he walked to the old man ginseng. Seeing this, Ke Laoshi immediately retreated to the side honestly and gave up the best singing position.

At this time, no one knew, and no one would think that he was once a bloody bloodstone demon with blood.

The devil saint can do what is "difficulty in wisdom" and he can do it even with a little devil. This is the temptation of the new era, and everyone can be unique.

Seeing this, the old man danced excitedly, with green branches and leaves, shaking up and down, as if we were welcoming the leader to show his voice.

If it can speak, no one will suspect that it has become full of wisdom and is like a normal human being.

Zhao Xin also retreated aside and prepared to listen carefully.

She still has a good impression of this young warden who has no airs.

The other party was actually willing to sing for the old man. He was so approachable. He didn't look like the manager of the entire magical secret realm and the warden of the Dragon Power Prison.

Both of these identities are big names, and you can only know from the people managed by the other party.

Zhao Xin is not a novice. She comes from the truth. She has eaten pork and seen pig run.

Not to mention the souls coming and going, only these White Stone people are hundreds of times stronger than themselves in their skills. They can play with seemingly ordinary tasks in the hands of the other party.

In her opinion, a powerful figure like Fang Ning will not have bad singing voices. After all, she is also an extraordinary person and has strong control.

Fang Ning cleared his throat again, took a deep breath, and sang a cappella.

"A... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a... a...

N small circles immediately appeared on Zhao Xin's head and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Crows helped her and showed a honest smile to her.

"Thank you, the leader's singing is really unique."

"Yes, it's such a sound of nature," Ke Laoshi looked at Fang Ning who was forgetting with admiration.

"Uh, you are an honest person. What you should tell the truth. Could it be that there is something wrong with my aesthetics?" Zhao Xin listened carefully.

I found that it was not as good as Crowser. Although he sang roughly, he was at least focused on the tune.

This warden has seven words in total, none of which is on the tune...

Thinking of this, she hurried to see the old ginseng, for fear that it would be destroyed by this magic sound...

What surprised her was that the old ginseng, the green branches and leaves, were swaying back and forth, and seemed to dance with the sound of music, as if she was intoxicated.

Fang Ning was very pleased to see Lao Huai, and he was indeed a soulmate...

So he continued to sing the next sentence he wrote.

"Two...small...flowers...smile...ha...ha..."

Zhao Xin felt weak all over. She slowly stepped back and took out the earplugs to plug her ears.

She was afraid that she would be washed into a tune after listening for a long time.

Fang Ning was out of control and sang for an afternoon. You know, he was once a microphone, but no one below appreciated him.

Throughout the afternoon, the work efficiency of the Shiraishi people was greatly reduced, and many of them almost caused an accident.

Finally, the leader of the Shi Qian clan could not bear it, so he came over and interrupted Fang Ning who was excited.

"Honor, perhaps because of the different races, we and the nobles have a big difference in the appreciation of music. Do you think we will sing with this brother Chan when we are resting in the evening?"

"Uh," Fang Ning was still a little self-aware. He stopped singing angrily when he heard this.

He secretly made up his mind and built a greenhouse for the old ginseng after a while, and sang in it himself.

Fang Ning left unhappily.

Shortly after he left, the old ginseng that was fascinated by the music suddenly danced in a row, looking like she was indulging in love with her.

"Ke Laoshi, hurry up and bring a bucket of clear water."

"Okay, Miss Zhao, but I can ask, what's the use of asking for clean water? It seems that a big brother just watered it."

"Wash your ears..."

"Uh, okay, okay, I'll go right now."

When Crowser heard this, he was shocked and then went to pick up the water without looking back.

Damn, I just sealed my hearing early, so I was not poisoned by the demon sound.

This warden is so hidden. This song is much more powerful than the soul-catching demon sound...

I couldn't do it right just now, he was actually testing this demon...

It's okay to lie by myself, but just using magic power to close my hearing, it doesn't seem like something that an honest stone man can do.
Chapter completed!