"He's gone, just like that. Didn't he come here for the Dragon Blood Stone?" Mu Hanyan's mind was a little confused, and she looked at the man's leaving background in confusion.
"My name. Remember it." The voice of the man who was walking away was not loud, but full of magnetism. It was so ethereal that it seemed to have traveled through time and space, and it seemed to ring right next to my ear.
Late Night...
Is that his name?
Mu Hanyan stood there in a daze, looking at the direction where Ye Lanxun's figure disappeared, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Mu Hanyan remembered the name, and at the same time, she also remembered those deep eyes and his faint smile.
"Why did he leave?" Such a result left Zirong and others puzzled.
Seeing the man's powerful strength, even they felt despair. Who would have thought that he would just leave like that without even touching the Heart of Dragon Blood Stone.
Several people looked at Mu Hanyan in confusion, trying to see the answer from her eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, I don't know what's going on." Mu Hanyan was also confused and could only spread her hands and said.
"Well, you must have anticipated this, otherwise how could you have persisted to the end?" Mu Nan said excitedly. This was the only answer he could think of.
"Well, I guess so." Mu Hanyan said vaguely.
"You really are worthy of being an astrologer. You can even calculate this. If you had known earlier, we wouldn't have to worry so much." Mu Nan said with envy and admiration.
Although Huayue and Zirong didn't say anything, there was clearly a hint of respect in their eyes that hadn't been there before.
As for Che Xiang... this guy was so excited that his whole body was shaking, his eyes were full of stars, and he almost prostrated himself on the ground and saluted: Astrologer, this is a real astrologer, not some swindler.
A true astrologer, someone who could calculate the heavens, the earth, past lives, and predict birth, death, and the afterlife, was a master who even emperors of various nations treated with respect. The thought of being fortunate enough to follow such a hermit and masterful figure was like a dream.
Mu Hanyan looked at the reactions of several people and rolled her eyes in her heart.
It seems that the identity of this charlatan is really useful. No matter what the matter is, just fool him with a few words and it will be over. Mu Hanyan is quite satisfied with this result, but she really can't stand their starry eyes, which is a bit corny.
"See if there is anything useful. Take away everything you can." Mu Hanyan turned her head and said to a few people.
"It should be almost done. The remaining ones either have broken roots or withered petals, so they can't be sold for much money." Che Xiang came from a poor family. He had been collecting herbs since he was a child to supplement his family income. He knew the market and thought Mu Hanyan didn't know much, so he explained.
The medicinal herbs on the hillside were first eaten by pigs, sheep, birds, and rabbits, and then ruthlessly trampled by Qu Shanhai and others who came later. There were only a few intact herbs left. Fortunately, they had already picked a lot of them, and everyone's bags were stuffed full.
"Who told you this? Go and look. Those people were flying around just now. I don't believe no one dropped their purse. Even if the purse didn't fall out, other things must have fallen out. Go and look quickly. The things these people are carrying must be good." Mu Hanyan said unhappily.
The traces of respect in Huayue and Zirong's eyes disappeared, the leisurely and fascinated look on Munan's face disappeared, the neck of the car stopped shaking, and the little stars in his eyes burst quietly like soap bubbles.
What happened to the hermit who was said to be in heaven? What happened to the hermit who was said to regard money as dirt?
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