"Gu Buwei is really rich. If only he had been blocked by Zhi Nan twice more..." The system uncle said with unbearable hope and excitement in his tone.
Fang Ning was speechless after hearing this. That unlucky boy is probably still grateful to the system...
"What kind of broken magic weapon? Melt down all the materials and recycle the materials. Antiques, calligraphy and paintings? What are these? I heard they are very valuable...?"
The system uncle asked Fang Ning.
"The gold of the troubled times and the antiques of the prosperous times have dropped in price a lot now. These antiques, calligraphy and paintings should be valuable in the future, so keep them for now, and let's move to the preservation area."
Fang Ning has no love for antiques and has no professional knowledge, but he knows that these things are indeed very expensive, and the more prosperous the times, the higher the price.
You definitely can’t take action now, people are panicking, and this is the time for some professionals to buy the bottom.
The system uncle then stored the pieces of precious calligraphy and painting porcelain in the system preservation area.
It would almost be a grocery store now, if it weren't for Zheng Dao who was helping sell goods and resell some unused items in a timely manner.
No matter how big the space is, I can't resist filling it in 24 hours a day.
Fang Ning endured for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Uncle, you don't need to use my body to check the magic weapon. Give me ten days of leave first..."
The system uncle said plausibly: "You're just kidding me. I won't care about you for ten days from now. If you feel bored, you can go to the Dragon Mystery Realm to get some fresh air. It's safe, the place is big, and there are many acquaintances there."
Fang Ning was speechless. He said angrily: "You just make do with me like this? If I had known I shouldn't have told you the details of Zhi Di... Mr. System, you have changed. You are no longer the honest system you used to be."
While counting the belongings in Gu Buwei's space equipment, the system uncle said confidently: "If you are close to vermillion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. I am influenced by you. Besides, I didn't lie. I said I would give you ten It’s a holiday, and I didn’t say that I would end the trusteeship of your body…”
"Okay, just wait," Fang Ning angrily entered the Dragon Mystery Realm.
"Just wait. Anyway, you have severe late-stage procrastination. If you procrastinate, you will forget." The system uncle said nonchalantly.
People outside are now panicked, the entertainment industry is in recession, and game novels are stagnant.
There are a few who like to play online games, such as the ghost zone in the ghost zone, the dead server in the dead server, and the only one that is bucking the trend and still very popular, "Beasts", is still his base for gold farming, so naturally he doesn't have much interest. .
So he has no interest in surfing the Internet and wants to go out and have fun.
Fang Ning dragged her body, which was like a physical soul, into the dragon's mysterious realm dejectedly.
As soon as he entered, a high-pitched and strange singing sound filled 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 Baishi people were busy inside, carefully tending the rare medicinal plants and taking good care of them.
These jobs may seem inconspicuous, but it is extremely difficult to find anything comparable to them on earth.
It is really incredible to know that many delicate flowers and plants have tricky habits and even need to sing to grow well.
And these medicinal materials that are valued thousands of times are not far behind, such as the old man's ginseng that can quickly open up spiritual intelligence...
No, Fang Ning quickly found the source of the singing.
It turned out to be a strong Baishi man squatting on the ground, singing loudly to this luxuriant old ginseng that was many times stronger than his colleagues.
"A... small... flower... la... la... la..."
The voice is so thick and the tone is so rough that it has never been seen before, enough to make those who see it cry and those who listen to it collapse.
Next to this sturdy stone man, there is a woman wearing thick overalls.
She had an ordinary appearance and was covering her forehead with her right hand, with a look of pain on her face.
However, the old ginseng seemed to enjoy listening to it, shaking its fat leaves from time to time, as if it was still beating the rhythm.
Damn it, this ginseng is really refined...
Fang Ning's temperament suddenly improved a lot, and he didn't disturb the Stone Man's singing.
Because, that's just a small witch making a big witch appear...
He had heard worse songs than this, and they were completely out of tune. At least, this strong stone man was not out of tune...
It also gave him a special sense of intimacy, and maybe the two of them could become close friends.
When Fang Ning stepped into the medicine garden, the green leaves of all the crude medicines rose at the same time, as if to welcome the real owner.
Fang Ning was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, very surprised. Could it be that so many precious medicinal materials have to become essence
That's a big deal...
Unfortunately, he soon heard the bad news.
Upon seeing this, the plain-looking woman in overalls quickly lowered her head and said to the old ginseng: "Grandpa Ginseng, please use your magical powers. Don't scare the leader..."
At this time, Fang Ning could clearly see that the old ginseng shook its branches and leaves, and all the plants in the medicine garden suddenly returned to their original state. Their heads drooped where they should, and they were arrogant when they should be...
As expected, he is the "King of One Hundred Medicines" and can actually command a group of medicines...
But the sturdy and square stone man still didn't stop singing, he was still there "a little flower la la la" and continued to sing.
"Claude Stone, you've been singing all morning. Go and take a rest. I'll continue." Zhao Xin said politely to the tall and square Baishi man.
Krausi touched his head and said sheepishly: "This old ginseng just likes my singing. If it were anyone else, it would be angry again."
"Who said it? This warden is proficient in music. I believe it must also like it very much." Upon hearing this, Fang Ning coughed twice and stepped forward.
He became more motivated at this time. "Singing" used to be one of his great hobbies. When he was in elementary school, he used several notebooks to copy popular lyrics, but unfortunately he never found a soulmate.
When I used to work, those bastards went to KTV to sing and stopped calling after calling him twice.
Now, looking at the appearance of this old ginseng, he must be his soulmate. This opportunity cannot be missed.
Fang Ning couldn't find any pleasure in surfing the Internet, so naturally she wanted to pick up her previous hobbies.
So he walked up to Old Ginseng. Upon seeing this, Ke Laoshi immediately stepped aside obediently and gave up the best singing position.
At this time, no one knew, and no one would think that he was once a blood stone demon with bloody hands.
Even a little devil can do what the Demon Saint can do. This is the allure of the new era. Everyone can be different.
Seeing this, the old man danced excitedly, with green branches and leaves swaying up and down, as if to welcome the leader to show off his singing voice.
If it could speak, no one would doubt that it was fully intelligent and just like a normal human being.
Zhao Xin also stepped aside, ready to listen.
She still had a good impression of this young warden who had no airs about him.
The other party was actually willing to sing for the old man. He was really approachable and approachable. He was not at all like the manager of the entire magical secret realm and the warden of Longwei Divine Prison.
These two identities are both important figures, which can only be known from the people managed by the other party.
Zhao Xin is no novice. She has to tell the truth about her life experience. She has eaten pork and seen pigs running away.
Not to mention the souls who come and go, these Baishi people have skills that are a hundred times stronger than their own, and seemingly ordinary tasks can be accomplished in the hands of the other party.
In her opinion, a powerful person like Fang Ning would not be bad at singing. After all, he is also an extraordinary person with strong control.
Fang Ning cleared her throat again, took a deep breath, and sang a cappella.
"A... small... flower... la... la... la..."
N small circles immediately appeared on Zhao Xin's head, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Claude Shi helped her up and gave her a simple smile.
"Thank you, the leader's singing voice is really unique."
"Yes, it's such a heavenly sound," Ke Laoshi looked at Fang Ning who was forgetting himself with admiration.
"Well, you are an honest person and you should tell the truth. Is there something wrong with my aesthetics?" Zhao Xin listened carefully.
I found that it was not as good as Klaue Shi's singing. Although his singing was rough, at least he was in tune.
This Lord Warden has a total of seven words, not one of which is correct...
Thinking of this, she hurriedly went to see the old ginseng, lest it be destroyed by the magic sound...
What surprised her was that the old ginseng, with its lush green branches and leaves, was swaying back and forth, seeming to dance with the music, as if it was intoxicated.
Fang Ning was greatly relieved to see her, she was indeed a close friend...
So he went on to sing the next line he had written.
"Two... little... flowers... smile... ha... ha"
Zhao Xin felt weak all over. She slowly backed away, then took out earplugs and plugged her ears.
She was afraid that if she listened to it for too long, she would become the same tune.
Fang Ning got out of control and sang all afternoon. You must know that he was also a wheat tyrant, but no one appreciated it.
Throughout the afternoon, the work efficiency of Baishi people was greatly reduced, and many people almost caused accidents.
Finally, Clan Chief Shigan couldn't stand it any longer. He came over and interrupted Fang Ning's excitement.
"Your Majesty, maybe it's because of our different races. We have big differences with the nobles in the appreciation of music. Do you think we can sing duets with this ginseng brother again in the evening when we are resting?"
"Uh," Fang Ning was still a little self-aware, and he stopped singing angrily when he heard this.
He secretly made up his mind to build a special greenhouse for this old ginseng in a while and sing in it.
Fang Ning left unhappy.
Not long after he left, the old ginseng, which was fascinated by the song, suddenly had its branches and leaves dancing wildly, looking like it was beyond love.
"Ke Laoshi, hurry up and bring a bucket of water."
"Okay, Miss Zhao, but I can ask, what is the use of clear water? It seems that a big brother just watered it."
"Clean your ears..."
"Uh, okay, okay, I'll go right away."
When Clausch heard this, he was immediately startled, and then went to fetch water without looking back.
Damn it, this demon blocked his hearing early just now, so he was not poisoned by the demonic sound.
This warden is really hiding his secrets. This song is much more powerful than the soul-enchanting sound...
It didn't work out just now, he was actually testing this demon...
It's okay for me to lie, but using magic to close my hearing just now is not something that an honest stone man can do.
But this old ginseng, I always feel that it is not like ginseng essence. I feel that if it succeeds in its transformation in the future, it must be a flatterer...