"Finally there is a spirit stone."

When he walked out of the market, Meng Zhou chuckled in his heart when he looked at the remaining 445 in his storage bag plus the 300 from the consultation fees, a total of 745 low-grade spiritual stones.

In the past few times, every time he made a purchase, he spent all the spiritual stones in his pocket without leaving a single one.

…

When he returned to Zuowang Hall, Meng Zhou had returned to the image of Pharmacist Zhou.

After passing the management hall of Zuowang Hall, he was about to return to the stone room where he meditated when a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Physician Zhou."

Meng Zhouyi was startled and looked at the sound, his whole body immediately froze there.

He saw an old man with white hair and a boyish face, who looked like a monk with an immortal air and bone, walking slowly towards him.

The old man saw Meng Zhou staring at him without blinking, with a calm expression, as if he was used to such scenes.

He smiled heartily, held his hands in greeting again and said, "Physician Zhou, I am polite here!"

Meng Zhou was awakened by his greeting and quickly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, who are you?"

The old man smiled and said: "My surname is Hu Minggui, and I am the proprietor of Zuowang Hall."

Meng Zhou said with a face full of shock: "Are you the owner of Zuowang Hall? I have lived here for a long time, but... this is really surprising."

The old man explained: "I have always lived over there at the market, and the people below have always taken care of this place.

Isn’t this the recent turmoil at the Professionals Association..."

At this point, he seemed to realize that the person in front of him was a professional, and he quickly laughed and said: "I just ran back to hide for a while."

He held Meng Zhou and had a lively chat for a while. Finally, he revealed that a junior had a hidden disease and wanted to ask him to diagnose and treat it.

Meng Zhou did not refuse as directly as when he faced Zhou Quan, but nodded and said:

"Of course. Just ask him to go to Yu Peng's stone room for the next diagnosis and treatment... Yu Peng, you know, right?"

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know. If people know that Chu Zheng's disciples live here, I'm afraid I won't be able to live peacefully in Zuowang Hall."

Finally, the old man thanked him and left.

Meng Zhou stood there for a moment before returning to his stone room.

After the stone door was closed, the formation was opened, and the inside and outside were isolated, the heartbeat finally started to beat uncontrollably.

The emotions in my heart at this moment are overwhelming, and it is not enough to describe how intense they are.

This old man who calls himself Hu Gui is actually the person who gave him the Blood Demon Skill in the memory of the previous master.

He left Cuiyu Lake and came to Nuanyun Valley, choosing a place to stay at random, and the proprietor behind it was actually him!

The other party seemed to be used to being the hands-off shopkeeper. If it hadn't been for the indiscriminate turmoil caused by the birth of the Professionals Association, which made him run back to hide in peace, he would never have known that there was such a causal relationship with him.

The Professional Association was originally promoted by itself.

To simplify it a bit, wouldn't this mean that the other party was pushed in front of him due to the waves he created?

Such a coincidence?
Chapter completed!