Under the turbid sky, people seemed to have lost the passion for life. They sat in front of their own stalls, and spent three streets in rows. Some people came late and had the strength to shout their own items. There were only a few people who had the strength to bargain. Most of them were happy. Except for those who changed food, those people were so hungry that they were crazy, gnawing on their nails, and eagerly looked at everyone passing by. As long as someone was willing to bid, anything could be sold.

Gu Shenghan did not bring everyone out, and only four of the seven people were brought out. Some of the ones who were injured before and some were unwilling to come out. They were all psychics, so they followed them in the base.

"Mo Mo, do you have anything you want to buy? I'll pay attention to it when the time comes." Gu Shenghan just bought the dagger he liked and said while playing with it.

"It's okay, I don't know what I want to buy, so I'll talk about it after a while." How could Yun Moran tell him that he wanted to buy ore? The statement of repairing the spirit sword is still a bit outrageous.

Yun Moran first visited the store, and the shop owners inside were usually related to the person in charge of the base, or worked indirectly under their hands, reselling some things for them. Most of the more valuable ones were cleaned up by them. Apart from purchasing some refined iron from the blacksmith shop, Yun Moran did not find anything valuable.

"Mo Mo, look at my whip, isn't it very beautiful and has a feeling of a heroine?" Gu Xiaobei shook awkwardly with a red whip.

"I think it would be quite suitable for you if you don't wear this outfit." He put the point of the slap on Gu Shenghan's skirt again.

"Isn't it good?" After saying that, Gu Xiaobei turned around again and showed his skirt in place like a flower.

"Forget it, do you want to go there with me to see?" Pointing to the street stall over there, Yun Moran and Gu Xiaobei looked at each other, avoiding Gu Shenghan and others who were still bargaining, took their little hands and walked over.

There are a few things that are really useful, including cosmetics before the end of the world, and some famous brands are placed next to them like garbage. It is not as valuable as a few bags of instant noodles, and they are replaced in bundles.

There were several antiques and jade in front of several stalls. Yun Moran studied it and found that most of them were artificial jade without spiritual power. Some of the few cherished ones were bought by Yun Moran. They changed into a pack of instant noodles. The other person was grateful and left with tears in his arms.

Finally, he walked to a 50-year-old man and something appeared that made Yun Moran stop. "How to change this?" Yun Moran pointed to the colorful crystal and looked up at the old man in front of him.

The old man had white hair, a bleak face, and had a finger missing. When he saw Yun Moran's inquiry, he raised his head numbly, "A bag of rice, no need to change if it is less." His voice was firm.

"Wow, old man, aren't you kidding? The things sold by so many people over there are not a bag of rice in total. Are you gems or something? Jade is not worth much. How can gems be so expensive?"

"Not a gem." As the old man said, a trace of regret and regret appeared in his eyes.

"Is it true that a bag of rice? Can't the price be reduced?" Yun Moran asked.

The old man shook his head.

"Hey, Mo Mo. What do you want to do? A bag of rice has been enough for several days. Our house has been enough for ten days. You are wasting it." Gu Xiaobei muttered.

"This is what my son exchanged for his life. My son is dead. I want to change his coffin. I don't want him to storm the wilderness." The old man trembled and picked up the stone and rubbed it in his hand, as if it was his son.

"Girl, you don't know that his son was originally a second-level supernatural psychic at the base. The family was very comfortable. As a result, after a mission, he was brought back a corpse and this stone. It has not been buried for three days. The old man insisted on buying a coffin." The stall owner next to him said enthusiastically.

Gu Xiaobei looked at the old man and said nothing. "Then let's change it." Yun Moran picked up a bag of rice from the space and handed it to the old man. The old man showed a surprise expression, "Thank you, thank you."

"Haozi, you can go there with confidence." The old man picked up the rice and went to buy a coffin. He didn't want the rest. Fortunately, it was just some small decorations.

Yun Moran took the stone and put it together with the ones she got in the vines before. The edges were really good. It seems that there are 8 pieces of such fragments. I don’t know what it is, so I keep them for now. I always feel that I will use them in the future.

"Let's go, you should be anxious if you can't find it." Yun Moran was about to take Gu Xiaobei back, but was stopped by a small hand.

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