Chapter 414：

"Just ahead." Alina whispered.

Muliangmu clone stepped to the booth that the pink-haired girl said.

The stall owner is an old man with a gray beard.

On the animal skin cushion in front of him, there are four yellowed books, the integrity of which is well preserved.

In addition to the four books, there is also a spiritual artifact, nearly one meter in size, which looks like a cabinet made of bones and crystals.

"A few, you can take a look." The old man raised his eyes and looked at the others.

Muliangmu avatar squatted down, picked up a book casually, and gently opened the first page to look at it.

The old man said hoarsely: "Be careful, this book is already very fragile."

"Okay." Mu Liangmu avatar nodded, his gaze fell on the first page of the book.

He whispered a few handwritten characters on the first page: "Laifu's Adventure Travel Notes?"

"This is an adventure travel notebook?" Ni Jisha said in surprise.

"Well, yes." Muliangmu avatar continued to turn over two pages. The content was indeed adventure travel notes, and the whole article was written by hand, some of which had faded.

He picked up another book and turned two pages, which was also an adventure travel note.

Muliangmu avatar read the four books, all of them are ‘Adventures of Laifu’, divided into one, two, three and four volumes.

"Alina would like it very much," Yan Bing said softly.

Muliangmu avatar felt armor leaning on his shoulders, and felt the aura of a pink-haired girl.

He gently put down the book, raised his eyes and asked: "Your Excellency, how do you trade these four books?"

"It can be traded with healing secret medicines or formulas." The old man said hoarsely.

"Secret medicine for healing." Nijisha raised her brows.

She subconsciously reached out and touched her waist, carrying a bottle of healing secret medicine with her.

"I have 25 secret medicines for healing." Mu Liangmu clone said calmly.

"Really?" The old man raised his head abruptly, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes stretched out from the stare.

Ni Jisha took out the glass bottle around her waist, and she could see the emerald green liquid medicine in it.

"Is this really the secret medicine for healing?" The old man's excited expression gradually became suspicious.

He has been setting up a stall here for several days, and he has never met anyone who really has the secret medicine for healing.

"Your Excellency can try." Muliangmu clone said calmly.

The old man frowned and said: "Really?"

"Of course." Muliangmu clone stretched out his hand to signal.

Ni Jisha heard the words and handed out the healing secret medicine in her hand.

The old man stretched out his hand to take the healing secret medicine, and held it in his hand like a treasure.

"The few, please come with me." The old man put away the books, picked up the huge magic weapon, bowed his waist and walked towards the alley behind him.

Muliangmu and the women looked at each other and got up to follow the old man's footsteps.

"Your Excellency, what kind of artifact are you holding this?" Nigisha asked curiously.

The old man answered without answering, "This is a magic weapon I made myself."

"What's the use?" Nijisha looked at the strange-looking artifact, but didn't understand its purpose.

"It can leave the captured image on the animal skin paper." The old man proudly introduced.

"Leave the captured image on the animal skin paper?" Muliangmu was stunned, isn't this with the camera?

"Is there such a function?" Both Nijisha and Yan Bing were surprised.

Muliangmu's avatar showed brilliant eyes, and asked: "Your Excellency, can you demonstrate it?"

"Wait for your healing secret medicine to be true." The old man replied in a low voice.

"Okay." Mu Liangmu clone shrugged.

The old man walked ahead, and after turning left and right twice, he stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

He freed a hand, pushed the door open and walked in.

Muliangmu avatar and the three daughters stepped in. The house was very dilapidated, and its furnishings were as rudimentary as the house, with only two wooden chairs and a low wooden table.

The house is one bedroom, one living room, and it can be seen that the area is very small.

"Ahem..."

There was a coughing sound in the room, it was the voice of a little girl.

"Yao'er, are you okay?" The old man shouted nervously, put down the spirit weapon he was holding, and ran towards the room with his waist bowed.

"There are others." Ni Jisha muttered in surprise.

Muliangmu clone stepped lightly and came to the door of the room.

There is a wooden bed in the room on which lies a pale girl who is about fourteen years old.

She was coughing violently at this time, coughing up blood, and was hurriedly caught by her hand.

"Yao Er, is it uncomfortable?" The old man patted the girl's back lightly, his old face tense.

"Grandpa, Yao Er is okay..." The girl named Yao Er responded with difficulty.

She was panting every two words she said, and her body was too weak.

"Grandpa bought the healing potion, get up and drink it soon." The old man struggled to lift his granddaughter up and sit down.

"Grandpa, it's useless. After trying so many times, they all failed." Yao Er twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes half-downcast, with a frustrated look.

"If you have a chance, you must keep trying, grandpa will heal you." The old man said with red eyes.

"Is she your granddaughter?" Mu Liangmu asked while standing at the door of the room.

"Hmm." The old man replied casually.

"Grandpa, who is he?" Yao Er asked weakly.

"They are the ones who traded medicinal herbs for healing." The old man introduced.

"Hello, brother." Yao Er said hello in a weak voice.

"What's wrong with her?" Mu Liangmu asked suspiciously.

"Well, the problem has not been cured since childhood." The old man sighed.

Muliangmu avatar walked forward upon hearing this, and looked at the girl.

The face is pale, his body is thin, but his green eyes are pure as emeralds.

"You can try the healing secret medicine I gave you, it may be useful." Mu Liangmu clone said calmly.

"Is it okay if I drink it?" The old man was still worried and did not dare to make fun of his granddaughter's name.

"No, don't worry." Ni Jisha said clearly.

"Grandpa, they didn't lie, you can try it." Yao Er said weakly.

"You can see it?" the old man asked in a low voice.

Yaoer is an awakened person and has the ability to see through whether a person is lying.

is equivalent to a humanoid polygraph.

"Hmm." Yao Er nodded slowly.

"Then try." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and opened the glass bottle to his granddaughter.

"Grumbling..."

Yao'er opened his mouth, struggling to swallow the whole bottle of healing secret medicine.

The emerald green liquid was left along the throat, turning into a clear stream and flowing to the limbs.

After a while, Yao'er felt an unprecedented level of clarity in his mind, his tight chest was relieved, and his complexion improved.

"Grandpa, it really works." Yao Er's eyes widened, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"It's great, it's effective." The old man's eyes reddened suddenly, and tears rolled around his eyes.

Yao'er took the old man's hand and calmly said: "Grandpa, I feel a lot more relaxed, not so dull anymore."

Muliangmu clone said lightly: "It looks like, drinking about three more bottles, it should be cured."

"Three bottles, do you have any more?" The old man turned around and asked excitedly.

"Yes, but what else do you have to trade?" Muliangmu clone asked quietly.

"I..." The old man opened his mouth.

"Those four books already belong to me." Mu Liangmu leaned against the door frame with deep black eyes.

"I still have a magic weapon that can be traded to you." The old man said hoarsely.

He got up and walked outside, came to the chest-shaped spiritual weapon, raised his hand and stroked I, his eyes filled with dismay.

The old man said proudly: "This is a unique artifact that I made after five years of research."

"Is it convenient to demonstrate?" Mu Liangmu asked interestedly.

"Yes." The old man answered.

He opened the upper part of the spirit weapon, put a cut square animal skin in it, and then closed the lid.

"Look here." The old man turned the direction of the spirit weapon, and pointed the side with the crystal at Muliangmu clone.

"I'm coming." Ni Jisha and Yan Bing stepped forward at the same time and stood in front of Muliangmu clone.

A strange color flashed through the eyes of the old man, and it seemed that the young man in front of him was not a simple person.

He didn't think much anymore, put a fierce beast spar in the concave I slot on the top of the spirit weapon, pressed I and waited for three seconds.

hum~~~

With the sound of Weng Ming, the crystal on the spirit weapon flashed a white light.

"Okay." The old 687 lowered his hand, opened the lid again, and took out the animal skin that was put in.

He glanced twice, then changed directions and showed it to everyone.

A black and white pattern appeared.

"Hey, our appearance is printed on the skin of the animal." Nijisha said in surprise, and hurried forward, her eyes full of surprise.

"Interesting artifact." Yan Bingqing commented coldly.

"..." Mu Liangmu clone controlled himself, not letting the corners of his mouth rise.

Isn't this magic weapon a camera!

"Your Excellency, are you satisfied?" The old man looked at Muliangmu's clone.

"Your Excellency, this magic weapon can only be exchanged for a bottle of healing secret medicine." Mu Liangmu clone said indifferently.

This magic weapon is not important to the average person at all, or it is not as important as an attack-shaped magic weapon.

"What!" The old man stared, his beard straightened.

"You understand, this magic weapon can only be used as a plaything."

Muliangmu cloned old **** is saying: "It is heavy and has no lethality and no defense. Can it kill the enemy or deal with the beast?"

He wants the talent in front of him to join Xuanwu City.

"This..." The old man's face was uncertain.

He knew that Mu Liang was right. Who would use three bottles of healing secret medicine to trade a magic weapon that can't kill the enemy?

"I, I have nothing else to trade." The old man sighed, a little lost.

Muliangmu's avatar embraced front of him with both hands, his black eyes flashed slightly, and said, "No, you still have it."

"What is it?" The old man was stunned, and then he thought of something, his face difficult to look.