There are countless shady businesses in the fish market, as well as countless shady people, and countless noisy voices.
Just before half a stick of incense, the black-covered boat supported by Ding Ning swayed away from the dark pier, and when it was advancing among the countless wooden stakes supporting the fish market, the young man with thick eyebrows who was full of doubts outside the fish market earlier He walked into a pawn shop by the river with the young master he was talking about.
Without pawning anything, under the guidance of a crooked old man holding a black bamboo stick, the two foreigners passed through the backyard door of the pawnshop, walked through a narrow alley, and entered another gate.
The dark and damp narrow alley is very quiet, but entering this gate is a completely different world.
In a not-so-big hall, there are more than ten square tables inside, and at least a dozen people are densely crowded around each square table. There are aloes burning in every corner, but because of the noise of people, it looks like a smoky atmosphere.
The moment he saw the scene in the room clearly, the pupils of the thick-browed young man shrank unconsciously.
It's not because of the hidden hostility in the eyes of those around and the unique aura of practitioners on his body, but because of something that is placed on the table in the middle of the room at the moment.
It was a piece of sallow jade about the size of an adult's thumb.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be a piece of ordinary topaz with poor quality, but almost all practitioners will know that this is the yellow bud pill of the Nanyang Danzong of the Korean Dynasty in the past.
The yellow bud pill is warm in nature and greatly benefits the true energy. It is one of the best auxiliary elixir for practitioners who are born with insufficient true energy on their way to the true source.
When Nanyang Danzong was in its heyday, the number of Huangya pills that could be refined in a year was only a few hundred. At this time, Nanyang Danzong no longer existed, and Huangya Dan was naturally even rarer.
This kind of elixir was also a prohibited product that was not allowed to be traded in the Great Qin Dynasty, but the noise that filled this room was the constant shouting of prices.
So here, naturally, is an illegal auction venue.
The young man with thick eyebrows knew that there were many unimaginable scenes in the fish market, and there were many transactions of very important things for practitioners. Like the rural children who entered the city, they had an inexplicable sense of shock. He couldn't help thinking in his heart that the Changling Fish Market really lived up to its reputation.
The handsome young man dressed as a scholar in front of him also stopped and stared at the scene in the field. The old man with a black bamboo stick and a hunched head who led the way did not rush, but just waited silently.
At this moment, the competition for this yellow bud pill has reached a point of frenzy. The yellow bud pill worth two thousand taels of silver in the early years has now been called for a thousand taels of gold, and there are still several parties fighting for it.
After shouting a few more times, only a young swordsman in a gray shirt and a middle-aged man with a black veil remained in the contest.
The face of the young swordsman was flushed red, and drops of sweat were dripping off his forehead, while the middle-aged man with a black veil on his face sat still, extremely calm and calm. According to the rules, add a hundred taels of silver to the young swordsman's bid.
In the blink of an eye, 1,300 taels of gold passed.
The face of the young swordsman turned from red to white. This yellow bud pill is extremely important to him. Without this yellow bud pill, I am afraid that due to the root of the disease in his body, he will never have the opportunity to break through from the second realm to the third realm in this life.
So he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man covered in black veil almost with pleading, even pleading eyes.
The middle-aged man saw his gaze, but just let out a cold and disdainful chuckle.
The young swordsman's emotions finally got out of control, he suddenly stood up, and said sharply: "Two thousand taels of gold!"
The room was silent.
All eyes were on him.
Even if this young swordsman is a son of a clan with amazing financial resources, for any clan, two thousand taels of gold is still too extravagant to buy a yellow bud pill.
If it weren't for that middle-aged cultivator with a black veil on his face, he might be able to get this yellow bud pill for around a thousand taels of gold.
Hearing the price of two thousand taels of gold from the young swordsman, the middle-aged practitioner with a black veil on his face visibly froze, but he still sat calmly, but said in a slightly cold voice: "Brother Taiwan is so bold, a certain family is not as good as you." , but can Xiongtai really get two thousand taels of gold?"
The young swordsman suddenly fell into an ice cave, and his red face became extremely white.
There was an uproar.
Just by looking at his expression, everyone in this room knew that he was not the son of a wealthy clan at all. He just called out the price of two thousand taels of gold just because he lost control of his emotions and lost his mental balance.
After the ridicule, it was cold.
Shrimp has its way, and crab has its way. There are rules everywhere, and the secret passage in the fish market is even stricter.
The thin man in the yellow shirt who was presiding over the auction, who had been standing in front of the table where the yellow bud pill was placed, shook his head, looked at the young swordsman with sympathetic eyes, and sighed softly: "You should understand what's going on here. rule."
The clothes of the young swordsman were drenched with sweat.
His right hand landed on the hilt of the long sword hanging obliquely at his waist.
Then he took a deep breath, but his expression became firmer, and he slowly stretched out his left hand.
Originally, the eyes of everyone in the room had been focused on the long sword at his waist. Seeing his actions now, the mocking look in the eyes of most people in the room began to disappear, and a trace of respect appeared on their faces. look.
The sword of this young swordsman looks very light, and the hilt is a rare green-gold color. This is definitely not ordinary, and its value should be at least two thousand taels of gold.
According to the rules of this kind of black market in the fish market, since he has already called out the price, he can at least use this sword to exchange for the yellow bud pill, but his actions at this moment are obviously unwilling to give up the sword. Sword, but to use the method of cutting fingers to give an explanation.
A lost sword can be found again, but a broken finger cannot be regenerated.
But the sword is a symbol and a spirit for practitioners who major in swords.
Practitioners with this spirit tend to go further on the road of practice.
So this young swordsman's choice at the moment made all the contempt and ridicule in the hearts of everyone around him go away and turned into respect.
"enough."
Seeing that the young swordsman had exerted all his strength and was about to cut off two of his fingers with one sword according to the rules here, but at this moment, a loud shout sounded.
"I'll give him this yellow bud pill."
The voice is simple and calm, without any emotion of showing off or trying to win people's favor.
The young swordsman turned his head in astonishment.
The one born was that handsome young man dressed as a scholar.
While he said these words simply and calmly, the thick-browed young man behind him raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a black pearl from the bundle behind him, and placed it on Huang Yadan's side.
This black pearl was about the size of a pigeon egg and exuded a faint light. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that it was definitely more than two thousand taels of gold.
The young swordsman was convinced that he had never seen these two people before, thinking that as long as the handsome young man made a sound and took a step slowly, his two fingers would have fallen to the ground at this moment.
He felt lucky and pleasantly surprised at first, but then he was ashamed and embarrassed, unable to say anything for a while.
The handsome young man dressed as a scholar didn't say anything, he just glanced at the guide old man who stopped beside him, and started to move.
The rickety old man didn't say much, and then led the way to a side door in the house.
The young swordsman began to come back to his senses, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his pale face was blushing again because of the excitement, "In Xiazhongjiang..."
He obviously wanted to announce his name, but he only spit out four words before being interrupted by the handsome young man dressed as a scholar.
"I don't need you to repay anything, so you don't need to tell me your name."
The handsome young man didn't turn his head, and said calmly, even in a simple manner that seemed unreasonable.
Then he followed the old man into the side door and disappeared from everyone's stunned sight.
The young swordsman stood still for a few seconds, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead again.
For some reason, he suddenly understood what the handsome young man meant.
For the handsome young man, this is something that can be easily solved, but for his life, he will never meet such a person again, and he will never have another chance.
He must not make such a terrible mistake that was only caused by emotional loss.
Getting a lesson and enlightenment is more beneficial than granting alchemy.
So after the young swordsman from Zhongjiang in Guanzhong took the yellow bud pill handed over by the auctioneer, he bowed deeply to the side door where the handsome young man's figure had disappeared, and made a gesture of holding his sword.
Seeing his actions like this, the faces of many practitioners in this room became more solemn.
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Inside the side door is another deep alley.
The eaves and canopy above the alley are incomplete, and there are rain lines showering down.
In many houses on both sides, there are many figures moving around like ghosts, their voices are chaotic, and they don't know what they are doing.
The wind and rain are like darkness, and people are like ghosts.
In such a picture, even the handsome young man who casually gave away a yellow bud pill, has a little more thoughtfulness in his calm and firm eyes.
However, he immediately came to his senses, with a trace of anger appearing on his face.
A scorching aura spread out from his body as the center, the wind and rain couldn't get close, and the gloomy aura dissipated.
The old man who led the way was holding a black bamboo stick in his hand.
Not far from the front on the left, against the wall of the alley, there are also several black bamboos planted.
At this moment, several black bamboos twisted like live snakes, and quickly turned into black air and disappeared.
The scene changed suddenly, many ghostly swaying figures disappeared, and where the few black bamboos disappeared, a wooden door appeared.
Inside the wooden door is a dark room.
"Unexpectedly, Miss Merchant, who practiced the way of ghosts and ghosts."
The handsome young man smiled coldly and said indifferently.