Feng Xue brought a lot of money, all of which were silver cakes, and her purchasing power was not low.

Nowadays, as long as it is metal, it can be used as currency. The official currency is bronze, but silver and gold can be used. If you can refine iron, it is fine. However, nowadays, only monks can refine iron, and ordinary people may not know it.

However, no matter how rich he has, it is also a problem to speak. After all, he is not a real businessman and does not understand the market. Once he speaks, he will inevitably show his timidity.

Fortunately, the old man saw that he was a new face, so he took the initiative to speak:

"I wonder what mountain products you are collecting? Fur, veterinary medicine or wild game?"

"Your village is still so divided?" Feng Xue was also a little surprised when she heard this. The old man immediately said proudly:

"Although they all rely on the mountains to make a living, everyone has their own skills and they have a clear understanding of the things in the mountains. If you distinguish them clearly, you will not lose your job."

"Sustainable development?" Feng Xue praised in her heart. The questions that were originally on her mouth were swallowed up immediately. It was like asking for news in a bar in a novel game to give tips. If you want to get the news from the villagers, you should give some benefits, otherwise why should you chat with you?

After thinking for a moment, Feng Xue's eyes turned, but said:

"Is there any living thing?"

"Living thing?"

The old man pondered the word for a moment, then showed a tacit expression and said:

"Old Li happened to go into the mountain to check the cage. Seeing that Shi Chen was about to come back, Guiren entered the village first, etc...."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Xue muttered in her heart, but didn't ask. He said that living things were a vague concept. The other party understood it as buying hunting dogs and buying wild game. However, judging from his attitude, wouldn't humans be sold in this village?

But if you think about it carefully, go up the mountain to check the cage, maybe it means there may be some living ones?

Feng Xue waited in the village for two quarters of an hour, and several villagers sold him some mountain products such as bear bile and snake wine. Feng Xue wanted to get some information, but it was hard to refuse. She bought some dry bear bile and snake gall and other medicinal materials, and also started to get involved.

"Old Zhang, are there any big insects on your mountain? Are you hurting people?"

"There are no big insects, but the kittens have hit a lot." Old Zhang pointed to the tiger skin he hung on the wall. These days, the big insects are not ordinary tigers, but monsters that have begun to sweep the sun and moonlight. Although they are generally at the level of small monsters, they are not easy to match for ordinary hunters. Of course, killing a big insect will make the income enough to match that risk.

However, Feng Xue asked Da Cuckoo not really want Da Cuckoo's parts, but to cause dangerous problems. Old Zhang's head really said that after saying that, he began to sigh:

"The surrounding mountains are all small hills, and they can't raise big insects, but there are still some small monsters. Last year, the boy from the Liu family let the gray-skinned boy take away. Later, the gray-skinned boy was killed, but the person was gone."

Feng Xue didn't know what gray-pie meant, but just responded to it, but found that Old Man Zhang was moving further and further away as he counted. This seemed to mean that there was nothing worth mentioning in recent years.

"There is no metaphysical danger on the mountain...at least it was not arranged by the Taoist priest." Feng Xue thought so in her heart, but she was still not sure. She was about to talk about something else, but suddenly she heard someone knocking on the door:

"Old Zhang, I heard that someone receives the goods?"

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ps1: How did humans develop such a high frequency of disasters? There are many people who have children, and they are born quickly, with a large base, and there are monks in big cities. Feng Xue is in a remote county town, which belongs to the open land. Evil cultivators like to take the place to plant a place, and ordinary people have insufficient knowledge. As for Feng Xue's persecution, he died so many times without stress trauma. It would be strange if he had died of so many times. Besides, a person with arms came near your home. Even if he did nothing, aren't you afraid? Don't doubt it? Moreover, the plot is currently half a year, and Feng Xue encountered four incidents. In fact, only frivolity is really destroying the city level. Tai Sui at most destroys a door, and it should be discovered. After all, it is not soul-bound, and the county magistrate must have passed the judge. It is equivalent to one or two major typhoons or earthquakes a year, not as exaggerated as you think.

ps2: Question about crop sperm-

First of all, the spiritual power is evenly distributed within the unit range. That is to say, the more plants planted in a piece of land, the less spiritual energy each plant can come into contact with. If there are more monks and less porridge, it will naturally be difficult to become a spirit.

The second is bloodline. As mentioned before, the path of demon cultivating is actually the path of creatures returning to the ancestors of the three thousand demon gods. The food is quickly changed, and it reproduces and domesticates countless generations. The bloodline of the three thousand demon gods has long been thin, and even if it is soaked in spiritual energy, it may not necessarily become a spirit, let alone the spiritual power is thin.
Chapter completed!