Fu Shiyi scanned the list and was a little moved, but the main purpose of their trip was to buy spiritual herbs and elixirs. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, she took Sanniang and went up to the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is mainly for accommodation.

However, there are a few tables set up in the lobby.

There are a few people here and there eating.

"Two distinguished guests, welcome to Mitian Tower. Would you like to have a meal or check in for accommodation?" The waiter greeted us warmly.

Fu Shiyi and the others were not willing to spend spirit stones to satisfy their appetite. They had prepared dry food before coming, so they said directly:

"Accommodation."

"For accommodation, we have four types of rooms, A, B, C and D, with different prices. I wonder what price room you two want?"

The waiter led Fu Eleven and the other two to the front desk:

Fu Shishi originally wanted to choose the one with the lowest price, but after thinking about it, he asked:

"What are the main differences between these four types of homeowners?"

The waiter patiently explained it. Only then did Fu Shiyi understand that the room in Category A has a sufficient supply of spiritual energy, which is equivalent to a second-level spiritual spring, while the Category B room is downgraded by one level. However, even if it is a Category B room, one night in these two categories of rooms will not be enough.

For three spiritual stones, where can the two of them afford to live?

The remaining Bingding has no spiritual energy supply.

However, Category C has one more formation than Category D to isolate the spiritual consciousness. This formation is integrated with the Nanhuangfang City Formation, and it can isolate even the spiritual consciousness of Jindan monks.

Fu Shiyi naturally chose Category C:

"We want room C. These are two spiritual stones. We will stay here for ten days."

"Okay, sir, there are three room numbers for Category C rooms. Please choose one."

Fu Shiyi chose Room 6. Under the guidance of the waiter, he went up the wooden ladder, walked through the houses in the front row, and stopped at Room 6 in the second row. The waiter turned around and handed over a token.

Give it to Fu Shiyi and tell him:

"Two guests, the third and fourth rows behind you are the rooms of Category B and Category A. If you don't have a token to force your way in, the formation will be activated automatically. No one below the golden elixir will survive.

Please keep this in mind!"

This formation is so powerful?!

Fu Shiyi's heart shivered, this ancestor Qingxu is really powerful.

"Two guests, I won't disturb your rest. If you need anything, just call me down below. I'll take my leave first."

After the waiter left, Fu Shiyi looked at the token in his hand and saw a portrait of a tomb engraved on it. The waiter had already explained the formula. Fu Shiyi made the formula with his hands and muttered something, and saw the token light up.

In the dim light, the door in front of them slowly opened on both sides.

The room is not big.

However, it only covers an area of ​​more than ten square meters, with a bed, a table and two chairs. Fortunately, the bed is two meters wide, so she and Sanniang can sleep without being crowded.

"November, we will..."

As soon as Sanniang opened her mouth, Fu Shiyi shook his head, and first took out his own Transformational Heavenly Luo Formation from his arms. Although this formation is mainly used to confuse trapped enemies, it also has the general effect of isolating spiritual consciousness.

After all, we are on someone else’s territory.

It’s better to be just in case.

After Fu Shiyi finished setting up, Sanniang smiled happily. "Shiyi, you are acting more cautiously."

Fu Shiyi smiled humbly, and then he fell back with a bang onto the two-meter-wide bed. After five days and five nights of fear, he was finally able to sleep comfortably and peacefully.

"Sanniang, come on, this bed is so soft!"

Fu Shiyi jumped up on the bed, showing her rare naughty energy at her age.

Sanniang shook her head and laughed.

Speaking of which, after leaving Xihefang City, this was the first time in the past few months that they were lying on the bed. It's no wonder that Fu Shiyi showed his little girlish attitude.

The two slept comfortably.

The next day.

"Well, I had a really good sleep this time."

Fu Shiyi got up from the bed and moved her hands and feet. Such comfortable days reminded her of the life in the ancient cliff dwelling. She wondered how the Ling He was growing, and the green-scaled fish should have grown to the size of a palm, right?

It’s time to harvest pith rice too. I wonder if there will be an increase in production this year.

Are there any bamboo rats attracted by the bamboo forest?

Can the arrival of the nineteenth brother change the sixth sister?

Also, is the third uncle who raised spiritual silkworms for her in the ruined village okay?

........

Fu Shiyi thought about it.

For some reason, tears fell down uncontrollably!

"What's going on? Why are you crying so early in the morning?" After Sanniang finished washing, she turned around and saw Fu Shiyi in ecstasy, crying, and was shocked.

"I...I'm fine!" Fu Shiyi didn't know what was wrong with her, and suddenly wanted to cry. She buried her head in Sanniang's arms and wrapped her arms around her waist.

Sanniang was stunned for a moment.

Such an intimate gesture was never seen again after Fu Shiyi turned seven. In that year, she suddenly seemed to have grown up.

This sudden hug made Sanniang burst into tears!

Although she helped raise the patriarch's three children, Eleven's eldest brother and second sister were never close to her, and only Eleven came to her as soon as they were born.

Before she was seven years old, Fu Shiyi treated her like a mother. Not only did she cling to her during the day and often roll around like a coquettish child, but she also had to sleep with her at night, otherwise there would be a huge commotion.

It was Fu Shiyi who gave her the experience of being a mother.

Those seven years were the happiest time in her life.

But since Fu Shiyi turned seventeen, she has felt that there is a gap between herself and this child, and as she gets older, the two of them become more and more alienated.

"Tick!"

I don’t know why.

A drop of crystal tears suddenly flowed out of the corner of Sanniang's eyes, and lightly hit the back of Fu Shiyi's neck.

Fu Shiyi, who felt a cold sensation on the back of his neck, trembled. After being silent for a while, he slowly poked his head out of Sanniang's arms. When their eyes met, Fu Shiyi's expression had returned to normal.<

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Silence.

The two of them finished breakfast without saying a word. Fu Shiyi raised his usual smile and said:

"Sanniang, let's go to the shopping area for spiritual herbs and elixirs on the third floor first and see if there is a big difference between the price at Mitianlou and the stalls outside."

Sanniang nodded.

The two of them walked out of the room and went from the fifth floor to the third floor.

This entire building belongs to the ancestors of Nanhuang, so this place naturally belongs to the ancestors of Nanhuang.

It’s different from the stores in Xihefang City.

This floor is like the library of her first life, with wooden shelves arranged vertically and horizontally. The wooden shelves are filled with wooden boxes with layers of seals. There are labels attached to the bottom of the wooden boxes.

, indicating the name and grade of the elixir, the year, and the price of the elixir sold.

It's as quiet as a library here.

Visitors can choose the elixirs they need to buy from the various wooden shelves, and then go to the front desk to check out.

On this floor, there are only two monks at the front desk on the left and right sides of the door collecting spiritual stones.

Obviously they are not worried about someone stealing the magical herbs and elixirs here.
Chapter completed!