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Chapter 63
"Are you staying in a hotel?"

“Hotel, cheap and clean.”

"taxi."

……

When we walked out of the station, even though it was one o'clock in the morning, there were still many taxi and hotel salesmen soliciting customers.

In order to survive, everyone is doing their best.

Wenrou directly used her mobile phone to find a national chain hotel near the station and booked a room.

The hotel was 600 meters away from the station. Wenrou rushed out of the circle of solicitors with the painting in hand and walked to the hotel.

Douzi: "Rourou, Xiaoqiang will wake up soon."

Wenrou: "Is there any way to keep it sleeping?"

"Not yet. We can only wait until it runs out of energy before it falls asleep again."

Wenrou had a headache.

After entering the hotel, checking in, inserting the room card, and turning on the room lights, Wenrou put down the painting and took off her backpack. She saw that the backpack began to bulge when it clicked left and right.

Wenrou quickly took out the mallet from her backpack.

She had no doubt that if she didn't take it out, the guy would break a hole in the backpack and run out.

Then, Wenrou's room was filled with stick shadows, and Wenrou's ears were filled with Xiaoqiang's bell-like boyish laughter.

After flying around the house for a while, Xiaoqiang was obviously not satisfied with this small room: "Open the window, I want to go out and play!"

Wen Judao: "This is a city. If you are not afraid of being captured and studied by the relevant departments, I will open the window."

Xiaoqiang didn't go out in the end, but he was filled with resentment and flew around the room, hitting the walls, ceilings, or floors, making loud noises in the room.

Soon someone knocked on the door: "Are you going to let me sleep? Are you shooting ball in the room?"

The bedside phone also started ringing. It was a call from the front desk. Guests in other rooms complained to the front desk about her.

Wenrou sat on the bed, hugging her knees with her hands, burying her head, pretending that she couldn't hear.

It is not a good thing for a child who is not bound by law and morality to have too much power.

Similarly, a nation that is not bound by law and conscience and controls too much power will pollute the ocean and endanger all mankind.

Wenrou tried to communicate with Chu Chu, hoping that Chu Chu could persuade this naughty child.

But Chu Chu was so weak that she lost consciousness.

Although Bangchui has been nourishing her, it can only ensure that she does not dissipate.

The door was banging loudly, and the phone beside the bed couldn't stop ringing.

Wenrou tried to communicate with Xiaoqiang, but the naughty kid ignored her at all.

Wenrou gritted her teeth, walked to the window, opened it, and cursed: "Get out!"

The stick swooped out and disappeared without a trace.

In the sky, the shadow of a huge bird circled in a circle and disappeared into Shaoyang City.

"My God, there are such big birds in the world. One wing can cover the entire Shaoyang City!" Wenrou rubbed her eyes and said, "Am I hallucinating?"

Douzi said: "No, we have also seen what Rourou can see. We took the opportunity to scan the shadow, it should be the city's protective beast. Rourou can see the city-protecting beast, which means that the spirit The eyes have evolved, transitioning from Yin-Yang eyes to Lingkui eyes."

This is the only good news at the moment. From now on, Wenrou will not only be able to see ghosts and ghostly objects, but also various spiritual objects.

"Does every city have a protective beast?"

"I don't even know about this Douzi."

There were no more sticks making trouble in the house, the banging on the door and the ringing of the phone disappeared after a while.

Wenrou was paralyzed on the bed: "Douzi, shouldn't we have used a mallet to save Xiaoqiang from the calamity?"

Douzi tilted his body and thought for a long time, then said: "We can't think of whether it should be done."

Wenrou suddenly felt that this was a bit like being a parent. After the evil beast caused trouble, he then reflected on whether he should have given birth to this evil beast.

Children in the rebellious period are really troublesome.

There was no more banging on the door, so Wenrou decided to take a nap first.

...When Wenrou woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Although I fell asleep on the train, I really didn’t feel tired.

After washing, Wenrou checked out of the room.

When checking out, the lady at the front desk looked at her strangely.

After leaving the hotel, it was almost noon. Wenrou found a snack bar. After lunch, she found a supermarket and replenished snacks. She went directly to the station and booked a ticket to Lingshui.

Lingshui is the largest base of traditional Chinese medicine in the mountains of Yunnan and Guizhou.

Douzi said: "Rourou, do we ignore Xiaoqiang?"

Wenrou didn't want to think about this evil beast. From the time she woke up until now, she never felt the position of the stick through the contract, just because she didn't want to remember that there was another evil beast weapon spirit.

"The question now is, I want to take care of it, but can I do it?"

Douzi was silent.

Wenrou thought, it would be nice if there were helpers like Douzi around her.

Lingshui is a county-level city under the jurisdiction of Shaoyang City, [-] kilometers away from Shaoyang City.

An hour later, Wenrou was walking on the streets of Lingshui.

The modern atmosphere of this small mountain town is much weaker.

Medicinal material companies and factories are concentrated in the east of the city, where medicinal materials are distributed and distributed, and it is very busy.

The streets can be seen everywhere with long lines of herbalists, carrying baskets on their backs, handing over medicinal materials.

Different from the large-scale cultivation and management of medicinal materials in Zhezi City, the cultivation of medicinal materials here is very scattered, and there are no large fields in the mountainous areas.

Moreover, many of the medicinal materials given by medicinal people here are wild-harvested medicinal materials.

As he walked, Douzi felt regretful: "Such a good medicinal material, old enough, but it's a pity that the method of harvesting is wrong, and the medicinal properties are wasted..."

Wen Judao: "In other words, there are no medicinal materials suitable for our needs among the medicinal materials they sell. Do I need to dig up all the medicinal materials we need myself?"

Douzi said a little guiltily: "At present, it looks like this."

Wenrou saw a couple in their 50s carrying good-quality wild salvia miltiorrhiza and Ligusticum chuanxiong on their backs, so she stepped forward and asked, "Uncle and auntie, where did you get these medicines from?"

The two of them looked at each other and ignored her.

Wenrou asked others, but they all ignored her.

Later, even those who purchased medicinal materials began to drive her away.

"I'll go, what kind of unruly people are you! If you don't know how to ask questions, just forget about it and chase people away!"

Wenrou was driven far away and couldn't help but complain.

"Don't ask them, the quality of the medicinal materials they have there is not good." A kind voice came from behind.

Wenrou turned around and saw two old men, a man and a woman, both with gray hair.

The old man was carrying a basket, and the old woman was holding a hiking pole.

Wen Judao: "Old man, they handed over wild medicinal materials."

The old man nodded and said: "Yes, there are good and bad wild ones. The people queuing up over there are all herbalists from Zhanglang Township, and the person who collects the medicinal materials is also from their hometown, and they stick together to exclude others. The medicinal materials over there are long and prosperous. They can only be considered inferior, so don’t pay attention to them.”

Wenrou asked for advice: "Old man, do you know where the medicinal materials are?"

The old man smiled: "Of course I know. If you have time, just hang out with me."

Wen Ju said: "Okay, thank you very much, old man."

The two old men were wearing clean cloth clothes and shoes, and their whole bodies exuded a kind and pure atmosphere.

"Girl, you came to the medicinal material market alone to look for medicinal materials. Do you want to prepare medicine for yourself?" the old lady asked.

Maybe the old lady thought she was preparing weight loss pills for herself.

Wen Judao: "I am dispensing medicines for others. Grandma, with my figure, can medicines help me lose weight?"

The old lady said: "It can regulate the body, but it cannot directly lose weight."

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