She concealed the surprise in her eyes and walked towards the two middle-aged women, wanting to get some information from them.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man who was picking a handful of ginkgo nuts not far behind them shouted in surprise: "My storage bag! My storage bag is lost! Who! Give it back to me!"
A kind-hearted woman replied to him, "How dare you bring a storage bag? Don't you know how often things get lost in this town these days?!"
Someone else echoed, "Yeah, don't you see that everyone is carrying baskets on their backs? It's not safe to go out on the street with storage bags. They can be stolen if you're not paying attention."
The man felt deeply regretful after hearing this. He had been injured while hunting monsters and had rested for a few days, so he hadn't heard about this incident. He was afraid that it had been taken away when he squeezed in. He said he felt something was missing, but because of his injury, he didn't spend any more energy, thinking it was just too crowded.
After his body recovered a little, and he could no longer go out to hunt monsters for the time being, he thought of picking some ginkgo nuts to exchange for some spirit beads so as not to deplete his resources.
Who would have thought that it was like throwing away watermelons and picking up sesame seeds? Although 500 kilograms of ginkgo nuts can be sold for 250 spirit beads, it would take so many days to pick them!
No one is as stupid as him! The male cultivator cursed himself inwardly.
Li Yiru was about to move forward when she heard a spiritual consciousness probing her from behind. She pretended to be ignorant and continued forward. The spiritual consciousness stopped chasing her.
But when they were about to get close to the two chatting women, they both looked over and pretended to finish picking the fruits from this tree naturally and leave for the next one. In fact, their hurried movements had already exposed their panic.
Li Yiru felt that she looked very kind. Could it be because she was unfamiliar?
"Fellow Daoist, why don't you bring a bamboo basket? How about I give you one?"
Li Yirou turned around following the voice. About 7 or 8 meters away from her was a girl who looked a few years older than she was now. Next to her was a short but unusually burly young man.
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