The Psychic Girl

Ye Shao knew very well that his colleagues were not unable to find the prescription to cure the disease, but they could not get the medicinal materials no matter what. That was why they deliberately sent the patients to Ye's pharmacy, expecting that Ye Shao would be helpless.

As time went by, the patient in the pharmacy became more and more miserable, and his groans often came through the wall and poured into Xia Xi's ears. Seeing Ye Shao, who was over fifty years old, pacing around in worry every day, and his second brother Ye Sheng and mother always sighing, Xia Xi felt very uncomfortable.

Yanling Fort is the largest medicine-growing and alchemy family in Dongli Kingdom. It has elixirs that can enhance spiritual energy that countless practitioners are eager to obtain. The flowers and plants grown are all rare materials that the alchemists in the fort have carefully researched and cultivated, or have spent a lot of money and manpower to obtain through adventures in secret realms.

Such things are not affordable for ordinary people.

The fort managed more than 40 herb gardens throughout the entire Dongli border. Over the years, countless people wanted to steal even a single flower or a single pill from the herb gardens of Yanling Fort. But no matter whether they were cultivators or ordinary people, they never returned.

"Is it that exaggerated? Really, has no one ever succeeded?" Xia Xi tilted her head and asked in doubt while listening to the chatter of A Ming, the pharmacy waiter.

"That's true. Although Jueyu Grass is very common in Yanjiabao, Yanjiabao has fixed sales channels for medicinal herbs. It is usually only supplied to the royal family and some famous sects of practitioners. You can't buy it even if you have money. How can ordinary people like us who don't have the ability to practice have the blessing to enjoy it? Alas, I'm afraid that the master has really been tricked by those thieves this time."

A Ming was born in a poor family and was sold to the Ye family at the age of five. He followed the second young master of the Ye family, who loved him the most. His feelings for the Ye family were not comparable to those of ordinary servants, and a worried look was always on his face.

"Aren't herbs grown to save people? Are people who can't practice cultivation inferior to others in terms of life?" Xia Xi couldn't understand the world's discrimination against those who couldn't become practitioners.

"It's not our fault that we can't practice without spiritual bones. Isn't this innate?" She slammed the medicine cabinet in front of her angrily, instantly raising the dust in the air.

A Ming shook his head helplessly, and continued speaking as if he remembered something.

"Originally, we had a small medicinal herb garden in Yanjiabao in Jinquan City, in an abandoned courtyard on the outskirts of the city. But because the place was too small, I heard that it was going to be abandoned and relocated. A few days ago, a lot of things were moved away in a grand manner, and only two people were left to look after the garden. If the garden was still there, maybe with the personal relationship between the master and the Lord of Jinquan City, we could get a plant."

"Abandoned? Do you know the exact location of the medicine garden?"

"Why are you asking this, Miss?" Although A Ming was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he was quite smart following his second brother. Looking at Xia Xi's eyes, he felt a little uneasy for some reason.

"I'm just curious. Please tell me about it. I won't tell my parents or my brother." Seeing Xia Xi's sincerity, A Ming felt that he was overthinking it. The young lady he knew would not do anything out of line, so he put his worries aside.

"The place is not far away. I can't tell you the details, but I know how to get there. I'll draw a map for you with a pen and paper." After saying that, Ming drew a simple map on the counter and handed it to her.

Looking at the map in his hand, Xia Xi had already planned everything silently in his mind.

"Is this the room of my third brother who ran away from home when he was young?" Looking at the thick dust on the furnishings in the room, Xia Xi frowned, "Mom didn't even clean it up. She's only been gone for seven or eight years and it's already like a stepmother's child."

After rummaging through the closet for a while, she finally found a dark night outfit from the deepest part. It was just as her second brother Ye Sheng said. It seems that this third brother caused a lot of trouble to the family when he was a child.

When he took out the clothes from the closet, he heard a "clang" sound, and a pink key stone that was hidden in the night clothes fell to the ground. On it was engraved a totem shaped like a scorpion with its tail curved into a ring.

"What is this?" Although the stone was pink and looked very pretty, the cold touch and the strange totem made Xia Xi feel that there was something evil about it. The familiar fear made her shudder suddenly. She put the key stone back into the closet, took her nightgown and sneaked out of the room.

There was the fog again, still wrapping her in white.

"Don't go... stop it... you can't go there... it's started, curse... I... come to find..." The voice was intermittent and unreal, but one could clearly hear the speaker's urgency.

"How did I fall asleep?"

Xia Xi suddenly stood up from the bed, rubbed his sore eyes, and felt his head hurt even more.

At night, she changed into night clothes, tiptoed out of the mansion after the lights were turned off, and came to the stable.

The third brother was about thirteen years old when he left home, and this men's clothing was just right for her, her petite figure.

She secretly led a brown horse out of her own stable, fed the horse some hay, and then jumped on it lightly.

After a whip, he sped away.

The art of horse riding might be a fantasy for Ye Lianxi who has lived in seclusion for a long time, but it is no difficulty for Xia Xi who has been learning horse riding since childhood.

The figure quickly disappeared on the desolate and deserted streets of Jinquan City.

She followed the blueprint drawn by A Ming, avoided the city gate, and ran all the way to the outskirts of the city along the side roads.

The wind was howling coldly all the way, and the area outside the city was much colder and more desolate than she had imagined.

For fear of disturbing the few remaining people guarding the garden, Xia Xi tied the horse in a woods outside the medicine garden.

This is the most convenient way of lighting in Lingwu Continent. Just rub the top of the firefly incense a few times to release the fire.

The faint firelight instantly made the surrounding environment bright, but the surroundings did not become less lifeless because of the fire. The desolate atmosphere of an abandoned courtyard filled the air.

After a careful inspection, Xia Xi saw a vast expanse of weeds that were so bright that the horizon was unreachable. The further he went forward, the taller the grass grew, and it was so vast that there was no end in sight.

The whole courtyard was completely silent and without a trace of human presence. Although the courtyard was about to be closed, this situation was unexpected.

"Why isn't there even a ghost?"

Although she felt a little strange, what Xia Xi wanted to know most now was whether she could find the Jueyu Grass in this huge medicinal garden by herself.

This place looks like just a field of weeds and is located on the outskirts of the medicine garden. The real medicine garden should be deeper in the yard.

The night clothes she wore for men blended in perfectly with the night. Her long hair, which was usually loose, was tied up high with a hairband, making her look like a thief who lived up to her reputation as a night thief.

Before coming here, he was still full of righteousness, but when he really showed up, Xia Xi felt a little scared.