"No?"

Miss Mingyue, who was already waiting for her maid Yang Liu to borrow the elixir, was filled with her stomach for a while, suddenly heard Fang Gui's straightforward answer, and immediately became angry, and suddenly sat up and looked at him in disbelief.

At this time, Fang Gui was just casually looking at her, but he was talking to the little maid Yang Liu who was blushing: "You are a good person. I make you a friend, so if you want to take it yourself, I will give it to you, but let the others go, anyway, there weren't people who whispered that these elixirs are worthless, just let the local buns like Taibai Sect pick them up?"

"Now the local bun has magic medicine in his hands, but he just doesn't give it to others!"

“…”

“…”

After hearing this, Miss Mingyue's face turned red and her heart was extremely angry.

When she first entered the ruins, she deliberately did not say the value of those spiritual medicines and deliberately played Fang Gui, but she could not have thought that she would end up in this field now. These spiritual medicines are indeed not worth much, but at the critical moment, they have become precious food!

It was not until this time that she realized what she said at that time that Fang Gui had already heard.

I just don’t understand. Since he knew, why did he still have to pick up those spiritual medicines? Would you know that this day would be there?

But she could not have thought that Fang Gui would never have thought that at first this would be like this. At the beginning, he collected spiritual medicines. He did listen to her saying that any weed on the roadside was worth three thousand spiritual spirits. Of course, he had to collect only one of them. Later, although she spoke in a low voice, Fang Gui's cultivation level also heard her words, knowing that this spiritual medicine was not worth it.

Not to mention the three thousand spirits, if you get them outside, you may not be able to sell a hundred spirits, and the reason why he continues to pick them is very simple...

...Isn't a hundred spirits called money?

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...

When Fang Gui refused for a moment, Miss Mingyue was really angry and ashamed. She was angry and wanted to ignore Fang Gui.

But I have been hungry for so long, how could the empty feeling of fire in my belly be so easy to overcome?

People in practice are mostly people who are far away from the fireworks of the world, or even fasting and are not scattered. However, this does not mean that people in practice are immortal and undestructive. In fact, even when fasting, they can also get enough nourishment by breathing the spiritual energy of the world. However, in this remains, the spiritual energy is almost gone. Coupled with the endless suppression, their spiritual breathing and physical strength are consumed greatly. At this time, they are not as good as human fireworks, and they even need more food than mortals!

"You come back, we must not ask him!"

Miss Mingyue was extremely angry and called her maid Yang Liu back, and held on for a whole morning with anger.

But in the afternoon, the empty hunger in her abdomen rose again, and it was even more uncomfortable. If she hadn't tried her best to use her magic power to suppress her, she would have already started to rumbling. But when Fang Gui saw the meal, he opened a piece of old ginseng and chewed it there. The crackling sound echoed in the ruined hall, making people hear bursts of fire...

"Hehe, such a good thing, but someone looked down on it at that time..."

The more Fang Gui chewed, the more proud he became, and he almost hummed a small song.

After hearing this, Miss Mingyue felt a little angry again. Suddenly, she felt countless eyes around her looking at her pitifully. Then she realized that not only was she so hungry that she could not bear it, but even the guards and the willow maids around her were almost unable to bear it. The group of people were obviously a cultivator, but at this time they had a feeling of pale face and thinness.

"How about... give them some?"

The purple-faced girl was a little soft-hearted and hesitated to discuss with Fang Gui.

"You Dongtu people are naive. Will she give it to you if you change me?"

Fang Gui scolded her and said, "Besides, she said just now that you look ugly..."

The purple-faced girl lowered her head, thinking to herself that you said more...

"Ha, who wants his pity?"

And their words caused Miss Mingyue next to her to feel embarrassed and angry, and she was so hungry in her stomach. She suddenly sat up and looked at Fang Gui coldly and said, "It's just a few spiritual medicines. I don't want you for nothing. How about paying you?"

“Pay?”

Fang Gui was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head with a smile: "How much does it pay?"

Miss Mingyue asked Yang Liu to take the Qiankun bag over, took out a stack of spiritual tickets, and said, "I'll buy all of you!"

"What?"

Fang Gui suddenly widened his eyes and saw that the stack of spiritual tickets were almost dozens, each of which was a denomination of tens of thousands of taels of spirits. He was a little bad. If you add up, wouldn’t you have to have hundreds of thousands of taels of spirit tickets? Whoever went out to bring these hundreds of thousands of taels of spirit tickets on his body? You are here to explore the land, not to go to the big market to buy vegetables...

I used to know that Miss Mingyue was in charge of the Danhuo Sect's business and was a rich man!

But now that she suddenly saw the spiritual ticket on her, Fang Gui couldn't help but feel that she is really rich...

...

...

"Okay, for my brother Gutong, I can't really let you starve to death. What do you think you want to buy?"

Miss Mingyue said angrily: "I said I want to buy all of you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Gui suddenly shook his head and said, "I'll see what you can afford!"

As he said that, he took a random bag of Qiankun and poured it on the ground. A hill suddenly emerged. There were starry grass, Ganoderma lucidum the size of a pot lid, as well as old ginseng that looked like arms, Polygonum multiflorum that looked like sweet potatoes, and Tai Sui that looked like millet. The most attractive thing is that it is a small fruit that is red and looks very cute. Is that a hawthorn?

As soon as she thought of the smell of hawthorn, Miss Mingyue had already developed sourness under her tongue and was about to choose something she liked.

But at this time, Fang Gui had already picked out a wilted grass from the pile of spiritual medicines and said, "This one, three thousand taels!"

"What?"

When Miss Mingyue heard this, she was so angry that she was so angry that the starry grass was old but not spiritual. Besides, it looked like it was not moisture at all. I was afraid that she would not even feed the pigs. You would rather sell me 3,000 taels per plant. Are you treating me as a fool?

"This price, but someone told me..."

Fang Gui said: "Take out this Star Radiant Grass for at least 3,000 taels. It would be great if I didn't raise the price in it!"

Miss Mingyue's face suddenly turned red.

In order to play Fang Gui, she deliberately only talked about the year of the spiritual medicine without mentioning that it had no spiritual breath, so the medicinal properties were greatly reduced. She wanted to deliberately watch Fang Gui collect a bunch of valuable weeds back, but she didn't expect that she would cheat herself now.

At this time, I was embarrassed to say it out loud, and just said with a cold face: "I don't like this!"

"Don't like eating grass?"

Fang Gui smiled and picked up a Ganoderma lucidum the size of his head, which was considered small, and said, "Then I have something else. If a grass is worth three thousand taels of spiritual essence, then this Ganoderma lucidum is worth three thousand taels of spiritual essence. I remember when I was in the Danhuo Sect, you showed me a bill. The thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum on it costs one thousand taels of spiritual essence. I have been born for tens of thousands of years. It would be a loss to sell you one thousand taels of spiritual essence. Look at this head, it must be at least forty or fifty kilograms. Even if you are fifty kilograms, you can calculate the money..."

As he said that, he calculated himself, turned around and asked the purple-faced girl, "How many are there in total?"

The purple-faced girl hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Five hundred thousand taels..."

Miss Mingyue’s forehead has already grown blue veins. Can the account be calculated like this?

Your Ganoderma lucidum is just a head without medicinal properties. Even if you take it out, you can only sell it as a mushroom, which is not worth a few copper coins...

"If you don't like it, there is still..."

Fang Gui put down Ganoderma lucidum, picked up another old ginseng and said, "My radish is wrong. It is a sweet and crispy old ginseng that has been produced in ten thousand years. It tastes the best. Put it outside. One thousand liang of spiritual essence is not too much. This one is at least three pounds..."

He heard him boasting and praising himself, like a carrot seller.

Miss Mingyue was already gritting her teeth and looked at him coldly: "Are you intentionally insulting me?"

Fang Gui put down the radish in his hand and smiled and said, "I just simply don't want to give it to you!"

Miss Mingyue was furious and wanted to ignore him. She was just hungry in her stomach, but she couldn't bear it. In addition, she really didn't take a few tens of thousands of taels of spirits seriously. She just thought that she could leave the land for one or two more days. Why bother to suffer this pain for no reason? She couldn't help but make a fuss and suddenly said to Yang Liu: "It's only 30,000 taels of spirits, you can give it to him!"

Yang Liu hesitated a little, but when she saw that Miss Mingyue had made up her mind, she still took three spiritual tickets.

Fang Gui was extremely happy and gave them an old mountain ginseng plant, and even sold the willows for a face and picked all the big ones.

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...

Miss Mingyue and others were all a little anxious. After taking it, they still held on the air and let Yang Liu use magic to transform into a pool of clear water, washed it, and then used the knife to divide it into several pieces, and ate it with the few guards who were already hungry and dizzy.

I had something in my abdomen for a while, and when I felt a little more energetic, I turned cold and stopped paying attention to Fang Gui.

Fang Gui is also a god, and he understands the mysterious method by himself, or plays with the purple-faced girl and jumps into the well.

But more than two hours passed, and Miss Mingyue felt another sensation of weak fire in her abdomen. She felt extremely puzzled. She thought that when she was in the Danhuo Sect, her appetite had always been bad. She could not eat all day if she ate a pear. Now that she was in the remains, why did her appetite suddenly improve? She ate at least half a pound of ginseng before, but she became hungry so quickly?

But no matter how surprised she was, the feeling of hunger could not deceive people. She was hit for a while and finally winked at Yang Liu again.

Yang Liu then took a few more spiritual tickets and exchanged them for an old ginseng.

After eating it again, Miss Mingyue felt a little better, but she was a little hopeful. Why haven’t Senior Brother Gong and others moved yet?

Didn’t it mean that if someone gets the things in the book box, they will feel a sense of emotion?

But now four or five days have passed, why is there no movement at all?

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...

But now, it is much better than when they can't eat anything. They dare not walk around in this ruins, so they can only endure it. In addition to looking forward to the regeneration of changes in the ruins, they can only stay here. When they are hungry, they go to buy ginseng from Fang Gui, thinking that they can always survive, but they didn't expect that after about a day, when Miss Mingyue asked Yang Liu for ginseng again, Yang Liu's maid was already ashamed and said in a low voice: "Miss, we have no tickets..."

Miss Mingyue was surprised: "The spiritual ticket of 300,000 taels..."

Yang Liu nodded, looking embarrassed. Three hundred thousand taels can only buy ten old ginseng...

There are five of them in total!

Seeing that Miss Mingyue looked ugly, Yang Liu couldn't help but persuade, "Otherwise, you go and talk to him carefully. In fact, he is not a bad person. Besides, he is still your junior uncle in terms of seniority. You can't really watch us starve here..."

"Stop talking!"

Miss Mingyue felt arrogant and refused flatly.

But the hunger and fire in the abdomen became increasingly unbearable, so I couldn't help saying, "Go and tell him, first... I owe it first!"
To be continued...