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From afar, he could see that after so many years, when the high and mighty sign that read "Wutong Town" was written on it, Qi Mu's face was covered in sweat. Unsurprisingly, a bright and brilliant smile appeared on it, and the scar on her left cheek was no longer as malevolent as it was in the past.

The wutong tree led the phoenix. The name of this small town was really pleasant to listen to. How was the inside of the town like? It should be as touching as this name. Qi Mu thought to herself.

Qi Mu adjusted the hemp strap on her basket. The only thing on her body was a dried blue string. It wasn't too heavy, but it hurt her shoulders after walking for so long.

Releasing the pressure on his shoulders, Qi Mu let out a long sigh and looked up at the wooden signboard. With a calm expression, he slowly walked into the 'Wutong Town'. The moment he entered the small town, Qi Mu felt the tranquility of time.

As Qi Mu walked, she sized up the appearance of the Wutong Town. Curiosity and yearning filled her eyes. This town was only half a day away from the cattle village, but the situation was completely different.

There were always a few scholarly people in the group who wore scholarly hats. Their pace was neither fast nor slow, and with an inexplicable rhythm of confidence, they stepped onto the bluestone paved path. Their shoes collided with the bluestones, creating a wave of fireworks that seemed just right for the human world.

Both sides of the old road were lined with shops and shops. Even though it was already noon, the streets were still bustling with people. It was a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

Qi Mu wasn't in a hurry to find the Medicine Hall to sell her minced blue. She seemed to be strolling in her own courtyard, sizing up the narrow alleys beside the ancient roads that were either wide or narrow, ancient and remote. She breathed in the fragrant scent of flowers and plants, and felt the gentle, small scenery of a Jiangnan woman.

Qi Mu felt that she could have forgotten about her lunch, carried the basket on her back, and thoroughly admired the whole of Wutong Town. Then, she would talk about the matter of the tipping of the fish and the blue sky.

"Look, that girl's face …"

"Ah, ugly …"

"He looks like this, and yet he dares to strut around on the streets like that. His heart is also big …"

"Her parents don't care at all. Just look at that lady's dress. She hasn't gotten married yet …"

"Another peasant. Not to mention his clothes, he looks ugly …"

"Her family must be in a tough spot. Seeing her carry that basket on her back and go even faster than her, who knows what she's going to sell …"

As Qi Mu listened to the whispers of the crowd, he looked at them with either sympathy or disdain … She no longer cared about distinguishing between the two. With a slight curve of her lips, she quickened her steps and left the encirclement of those people.

Since ancient times, the people had always been the most talkative. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many small stories passed down from mouth to mouth. She didn't have the energy or hobbies to personally satisfy these people's gossiping hearts.

On the way here, although there were many passers-by looking in her direction, it was not because of her purposely stopping that Qi Mu's expression relaxed. On the other hand, she unconsciously stroked the scar on her left cheek with her hand, feeling the terrifying and rough sensation of her fingertips, snaking from her temple to her cheek like a disgusting centipede.

Qi Mu smiled bitterly and thought to himself, "The price that I have to pay for this is really calculated extremely well by the heavens. Not one minute is too much, not one minute is too little."

She finally understood what Yang Lili was worried about … No one mentioned it at home, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She forgot about the scar a lot. After entering this town, she remembered it the other day due to the attention of others.

Before she came here, Qi Mu had done her homework. She knew that there were two medical centers in this town: the one at the eastern part of Hundred Herb Hall and the one at the northern part of the town.

When Qi Mu first entered the small town, although she did as she was instructed and wandered around randomly, the direction she was heading towards was more or less controlled. She continued to walk towards the east.

Thus, Qi Mu decided to go to Hundred Herb Hall first.

"Ai, Aunt, may I ask, do you know where Hundred Herb Hall is? "Is it convenient to point it out to me …"

She wanted to find out where exactly Hundred Herb Hall was in the eastern part of town as the sun was getting brighter and brighter. She also wanted to settle all of these matters earlier, find a place to cool off earlier, and also conveniently ask about some things she wanted to know. The original owner's memories were really too poor, and there was only a small patch of land that was slightly larger than the ox farm.

"Young lady, a hundred …"

The woman was in a hurry with her head down, but when she heard Qi Mu's melodious yet young voice, she raised her head to reply. When she saw the centipede-like scar on Qi Mu's left cheek, she instantly shrieked and jumped a few steps away.

"Monster!" What a monster! "That face …"

The passersby around them listened to the commotion, and stopped to watch and discuss what was happening. When the woman saw so many people gathered around her, the fear on her face was gradually replaced by a strange sense of pride. She told the passersby in a loud and clear voice, as if she had done something amazing.

Qi Mu quickly glanced over at the woman. Her eyes were like deep pools of water, and the emotions behind her eyes could not be seen. The corners of her lips were unchanging as she silently walked forward.

In this place, no one would care about how she, who stood at the mouth of the wind, felt.

Since she didn't want to pursue the matter, there was no need for her to waste time talking and adding to her worries. She wanted to be able to live for a hundred years and enjoy the beauty of the world.

After experiencing the woman's matter, Qi Mu didn't ask anymore questions. She was afraid that something might happen if she didn't ask about the road, and it would even delay her. While it was bustling to the left and right of Wutong Town, it wasn't a big modern city, so she could still slowly walk through it.

Outside Hundred Herb Hall, the Seven Mourns stopped in their tracks. Their gazes were unhurried and their lips curled into an unchanging faint smile.

"Brother, I want to sell some herbs. Can I trouble the doctor to take a look?"

Qi Mu said politely to a young man dressed as a waiter standing at the entrance of Hundred Herb Hall.

"Oh?!"

With his back leaning against the door, the assistant from Hundred Herb Hall did not move. Raising his eyebrows, he casually glanced at her and her basket before glancing at the scar on her face. He did not say anything.

"Let me have a look at it." Let me see it.

The shop assistant slandered her in his heart. It was just a cheap herb picked from the mountain. He didn't know if it was the right choice, so he asked for a doctor. This girl had "face".

"Alright."

Since he was under the eaves, he had no choice but to lower his head. Perhaps the staff of the hospital had recognized him as well since he had seen too many medicinal herbs in the infirmary.

The shop assistant took the dried Gypsy Blue, placed it in front of his eyes, and carefully measured it for a long time before saying,

"Little girl, are you trying to scare me by pulling up weeds by the side of the road?"

This matter couldn't be wrong. She slightly raised her head and looked straight at the shop assistant. Her voice was still young, but it revealed a calm and unhurried tone as she said in a sonorous voice:

"You should still invite the doctor over so that you don't mistake the pearl for a fish's eye. Don't you know how many good herbs can save and how many benefits they can bring to Hundred Herb Hall?"

After pausing for a moment, she chuckled and raised her voice. She slanted her gaze towards the shop assistant and slowly said:

"Can a mere assistant like you bear such a responsibility?"

After all, he was just a doctor's assistant, and was only an assistant. If he couldn't compare to an official doctor, then the boss … When the attendant thought of his boss, his entire body lightly trembled, and he subconsciously said:

"Miss, don't worry. I'll call the doctor over right away."

With that, the shop assistant slipped inside. Qi Mu looked at the shop assistant's back, which looked like a cat meeting a mouse, and smiled. He thought to himself, 'Was his cultivation too shallow? He was scared off by just a few casual words.