“That’s what I mean.”

Mu Yao ate a grape at a time: "But fortunately, he has no time to bother me since Zhao Yanran came. I guess he is busy chasing after his Junior Sister Yanran now, right?"

Yun Qianshan nodded, he was sensible!

Sheng He stopped and took a bunch of lychees from Mu Yao's hand and stuffed them into Yun Qianshan's arms.

Then he turned up Mu Yao's sleeves and touched Mu Yao's robes to confirm that there was no place to put anything.

When I looked up, Mu Yao was putting loquat into her mouth.

Sheng He extended his hand to Mu Yao with a determined expression.

"Teach me."

"What? I don't have any guava here."

Mu Yao placed a peach in Sheng He's hand absentmindedly.

Sheng He shook his head and waved his hand gently, and a handful of hidden weapons appeared in his hand.

"Senior Sister, I've been practicing hidden weapons recently, but I can't get the hidden weapons from the storage ring without anyone noticing."

"I have just been secretly observing you for a long time. From coconuts, apples, oranges... to peaches now, every time you finish eating a fruit, a new fruit immediately appears in your hand. Even the remaining fruit cores will disappear inexplicably."

"I want to know, how did you do it, Senior Sister?"

“Yes.”

Yun Qianshan peeled a lychee and put it in his mouth, nodding frantically.

"That's what you're talking about."

Mu Yao spread out her palm, and a sweet apricot lay quietly in the palm of her hand.

"Well, that's it."

Mu Yao slowly turned her wrist, and a ray of white light quickly fell from the bracelet on her wrist to the palm of her hand.

It was just that it was blocked because of the perspective, so Sheng He didn't notice it.

Looking at the watermelon in Mu Yao's hand, Sheng He nodded thoughtfully. This was much more hidden than the storage ring.

Moreover, Sheng He remembered that he seemed to have seen such a bracelet that could be used for storage in his master's storage bag.

While eating watermelon, Sheng He listened to Yun Qianshan talking about his last love experience, and was secretly calculating when he could get the bracelet from Tian Yu.

The three of them walked all the way to the gate of Cangshan City. Sheng He returned the porcelain bowl of glutinous rice balls and was about to leave the city when an old man ran out from somewhere and blocked Sheng He's way.

"Little girl! Little girl! I haven't given you my change yet, why are you leaving first?"

As the old man spoke, he put down what he was holding and carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms.

Sheng He stopped. It was already dark. In the dim candlelight, the old man's face was vague and unclear, but Sheng He recognized the cloth bag in his hand.

It was called a cloth bag, but in fact it was just a piece of yellowed linen with a green bamboo embroidered crookedly on it. It looked like the orchid handkerchief and was made by the same person.

"You don't know, when I came back from exchanging money, I found that you were gone. I waited for you in that alley for half an hour, and then I thought you might have left for something urgent, so I had no choice but to wait for you at the city gate."

"Look, that Taixu soil is worth one tael and two cents in total. You gave me ten taels, and here is eight taels and eight cents, which makes a perfect total!"

"Taixutu?"

Yun Qianshan cried out in surprise, and Mu Yao immediately touched her arm, signaling her to be quiet.

Seeing that Sheng He didn't move, but instead kept his eyes on the paper bag the old man placed on the ground, Mu Yao walked forward and whispered softly in Sheng He's ear.

"They are herbal medicines for eye diseases and coughs, but they are too diverse, and many of them are pain relievers. I'm afraid the people who take them don't have much time left."

Sheng He's fingers moved slightly. She took the silver handed over by the old man and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for troubling you to wait for me for so long."

The old man waved his hand casually: "No trouble, no trouble, you bought my things, this is what I should do, okay, I have given you the change, and I have to go back."

After saying this, the old man picked up the medicine bag on the ground and prepared to leave.

Sheng He looked at the old man's back in silence until the old man walked out of the city and away, then Sheng He withdrew his gaze.

Master once said that one should not casually get involved in the karma of mortal beings.

But the master also said that in this world, there are things you should do and things you shouldn’t do.

Sheng He looked down at his hands. Was he reborn just to seek revenge?

After walking a few steps out of the city, Sheng He pulled Ao Shuang out from behind and jumped on her.

"Senior Sister Mu, Senior Sister Yun, I have something else to do. You guys go back to the sect first. I'll be there later."

"What? Are you going to be a hero without telling us?"

Yun Qianshan also jumped up and hugged Sheng He's waist.

"Am I, Yun Qianshan, such a heartless person in your eyes?"

"That's right, I know how to make pills and I'm a professional at healing!"

Mu Yao also jumped up.

Ao Shuang: ...

How come these three women on my back became so much heavier in just half a day?

Yun Qianshan shook the jewelry weighing several kilograms on her head: That’s right, otherwise my spirit stones would have been wasted.

Ao Shuang flew up tremblingly, but fortunately the old man was not fast and Ao Shuang quickly caught up with him.

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune all the way. When he came to a thatched hut, he stopped, looked at the medicine bag in his hand, his face full of smiles.

"Xiaofen, I'm back!"

The old man shouted and opened the door.

The room was dark, but the old man seemed to have gotten used to it. He walked into the bedroom in the dark.

There was only one candle lit in the bedroom, and an old woman was leaning against the bed, embroidering a handkerchief in the faint light of the candle.

"Little Fern!"

It was not until the old man walked to the woman's side that the woman finally raised her head. She wiped the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes and looked at the old man with her cloudy eyes blankly.

"Ahem...you...you're back."

"Yes!" The old man sat beside the bed and put the medicine bag into the woman's hand.

"I bought you some medicine. You will be well soon."

Seeing that the woman did not respond, the old man raised his voice and said it again.

"I bought you some medicine, you will be well soon!"

"well."

The woman laughed. She carefully touched the medicine bag, patted the old man gently, and said angrily, "Why did you take so long today? Is it because the handkerchief I embroidered is not good and no one wants to buy it?"

"Who said that? You embroider very well! When I went to the street today, many people rushed to buy it! Didn't a little girl pay and run away? I have to give her the change. Isn't it a waste of time to go back and forth?"

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, who were lying on the roof, looked at Sheng He at the same time.

Sheng He bowed: It’s all my fault.

"Xiao Fen'er, lie down and rest for a while. Stop embroidering. It hurts your eyes. The doctor said that you need to rest well. After you take the medicine, you will be fine!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took aside the white gauze and needle and thread that the woman had placed beside the bed.