"There's something wrong with this Song Fuli... Is it my misunderstanding?" Ning Zhuo's expression remained unchanged, and he thought to himself.
Song Fuli glanced at him with his peripheral vision, and Ning Zhuo didn't notice it. However, Ning Zhuo's heart was still filled with ripples, and he felt a subtle weirdness from Song Fuli's body.
Song Fuli then told the two of them: "I, Yun Shang, do business all over the world. Everywhere I go, in addition to selling specialties from Feiyun Country, I also purchase a large amount of local specialties."
"I would like to cooperate with you two on this matter."
When Song Fuli said this, he first looked at Ning Zhuo: "Mr. Ning Zhuo, you have personally researched and made the explosive monkey, and we are very interested in it."
"This kind of trap monkey is low-cost, has gentle and precise movements, and can carry out dangerous picking operations such as persimmons."
"Then, it's okay to let it go into other dangerous situations and pick some exotic flowers and herbs that are difficult for ordinary people to get involved in."
"I wonder if we have this opportunity to purchase some explosive monkeys from you?"
After Ning Zhuo heard this, he immediately showed a hint of joy.
He did not hesitate and nodded directly in agreement: "For me, this is of course a good thing! I am very happy to do this deal with Senior Song."
Immediately, the two of them finalized the transaction size and price of this business in a few words.
After talking about this business, Song Fuli said to Zhu Xuanji: "Master Zhu, I am interested in purchasing the Night Rain Demon Soldier."
What he was referring to was naturally the one in Zheng Dangan's hand.
"I understand that you have a very close relationship with the Zhou family, the Zheng family and the Ning family."
"So I would like to ask you to introduce me. I would like to have a personal talk with Zheng Danqian, the golden elixir monk of the Zheng family."
Zhu Xuanji thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Okay."
Song Fuli smiled and said: "This is just a little bit of my kindness, just for the sake of introduction."
Song Fuli said, took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhu Xuanji.
Zhu Xuanji did not answer, shook his head slightly, and said in deep thought: "If the business between you and the Zheng family is successful, I will keep it. If the business is not successful, I will forget it."
After chatting for a while, Song Fuli and Zhu Xuanji left together, leaving Ning Zhuo to continue shopping in Yun City.
Zheng family.
The secret training room.
Zheng Danqian was gently wiping the machine sickle in his hand with a handkerchief.
In the dim secret room, the sickle was like a piece of black iron, completely immersed in the darkness, as quiet as a rock. It was impossible to associate it with the majestic power of the previous Jindan melee.
There was a knock on the door of the secret room suddenly.
Zheng Shuangou's voice came immediately: "Brother, Zhu Xuanji has led Song Fuli, the leader of Yun Shang, to visit you."
Zheng Danyan raised his eyes and looked at the door. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of anxiety and disgust in his heart.
"Wait a minute, I'll be out soon." Zheng Danqian's voice was a little hoarse, and he suppressed the discomfort in his heart.
He stood up, carefully put away the machine sickle, and pushed the door open.
Soon after, he came to the living room.
Here, he met Song Fuli and Zhu Xuanji.
Song Fuli bluntly stated that the purpose of his trip was to acquire the mechanism sickle in Zheng Dangan's hand.
Zheng Danqian suddenly frowned, with a trace of anger on his face: "What? You actually want to buy my Night Rain Demon Soldier!"
Zheng Danqian glared at Song Fuli, and then turned his gaze to Zhu Xuanzhi aside.
He was quite dissatisfied and said bluntly: "Master Zhu, you personally led Brother Song to come to me to buy my machine sickle. What do you mean?"
"Do you want me to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible to deal with the subsequent difficulties from the Taiqing Palace?"
"You have to know that the reason why the Zheng family and I are in this predicament is entirely because we followed your orders and acted according to your plans."
Zhu Xuanji looked a little ashamed and quickly said a few words to comfort him.
Song Fuli also echoed a few words.
As a result, he was directly interrupted by Zheng Dan's sickle: "I won't sell it! This is my machine sickle. No matter how high the price you pay, I won't sell it!"
Zheng Danqian refused directly, his mood became more and more irritable, and his tone was quite harsh.
Song Fuli didn't care, always smiled and had a gentle attitude: "Brother Zheng, won't you listen to our quotation?"
He then offered a high price.
This price indeed shows his sincerity in this acquisition!
Even Zheng Shuangou on the side couldn't help but feel secretly moved by this.
But Zheng Danqian's attitude was very firm, shaking his head repeatedly: "I won't sell it if I say it won't be sold!"
Song Fuli said again: "Then I will change the acquisition method."
"If you can sell this Night Rain Magic Weapon, then we will come forward to mediate the conflict between the Zheng family and the Taiqing Palace. Maybe we can solve the dilemma your family is facing at this time."
As soon as he said this, Zheng Shuangou suddenly showed a very interested expression: "Fellow Daoist Song, please tell me in detail."
Song Fuli said: "You two need to know that I am only buying them on your behalf. The people who really want to buy the Night Rain Demonic Soldiers are the powerful monks."
"These people are all at the level of becoming gods and refining the void."
"If I report the detailed situation here, maybe I can induce them to come forward to mediate."
"Actually, many things are as heavy as mountains when it comes to you and me, but when it comes to these beings, it may only take a word from them."
There was silence in the hall.
Zheng Danqian sneered and said: "If it weren't for the true inheritance of the golden elixir from Taiqing Palace, and I pretended to be a demonic monk, how could I kill him?"
"If we deal with it this way, let me voluntarily give up the weapon that my clan has worked hard to prepare for many years and finally refined!"
"Then compromise with the Taiqing Palace through a certain powerful monk."
"Then what are our previous efforts?"
"For the death of the true disciple of Jindan in Taiqing Palace, do I, the Zheng family, have to fully bear this responsibility?"
"Isn't it his own fault?"
"As a result, now, we, the righteous monks who kill demons and demons, have to pay a heavy price. Is this the principle of righteousness?"
A series of questions made the silence in the hall seem even heavier.
Seeing that everyone was silent for a long time, Zheng Danqian stood up, waved his sleeves, and said with a sneer: "If you don't say anything, let's see the guests off!"
After saying that, he left the scene.
He returned to the secret practice room alone, continued to take out the mechanical sickle, and wiped it away carefully.
Zheng Shuangou showed a look of embarrassment and sent Zhu Xuanji and Song Fuli to the gate.
He apologized and made amends for Zheng Danjian: "After this incident happened, my clan brother has always been aggrieved."
"To be honest, I can really understand him."
"It's all because he has been determined to build this weapon since he obtained the incomplete Night Rain Demon Soldier and the machine blueprints eight years ago."
"He has been preparing hard for eight years. It can be said that he has worked hard and devoted a lot of time and energy. Finally, recently, because the time was right, he took the last step and achieved success."
"This is more than just a mechanical weapon?! To be more precise, this is eight years of hard work that he has put in."
"It is really difficult for him to accept the sudden purchase of his hard work now for this reason."
Song Fuli quickly expressed his understanding, and at the same time said that his request for this transaction still counts. If Zheng Danqian's intention changes in the future, he can contact him immediately.
Song Fuli left first.
Zhu Xuanji was left behind to communicate with Zheng Shuangou alone.
Zhu Xuanzhi sighed deeply and told him truthfully: "I have already sent a letter to the royal family."
"To be honest, I personally cannot make the decision regarding the current situation. It doesn't mean that I can protect you just because I am willing to protect you."
"I believe that Brother Zheng and your clan brothers are well aware of this situation."
"Suppose, and I mean suppose, that the royal letter turns out badly."
"I think the line of Yun Shang Song Fuli is also a line that the Zheng family can work hard to grasp."
"It is precisely because of this that I introduced you on your behalf."
Zheng Shuangou nodded repeatedly and handed over to Zhu Xuanji: "I can understand Master Zhu's sincerity. Thank you very much."
Zhu Xuanji looked ashamed, nodded slightly to him, turned and left.
In the secret practice room.
Zheng Danqian has been wiping the magic weapon for a long time.
He stretched out his palm and gently touched the Night Rain Demon Soldier, with a look of affection and obsession on his face.
His eyes were bloodshot.
The bloodshot eyes became tighter and tighter, eventually turning into a flash of red light that lingered in his eyes.
"That's right." Zhu Xuanji, who was about to leave, stopped and turned back.
"If Brother Zheng Danqian is still unwilling to give up this magic weapon, and the royal family is unwilling to take action..."
"Maybe I can still help you."
"I would like to ask, how did you obtain the information about this magic weapon?"
Zheng Shuangou thought for a while and told Zhu Xuanji: "About eight years ago, when my clan brother entered the Immortal Palace, he killed a foundation-building monk."
"At that time, the foundation-building monk was holding a mechanical sickle, and he seemed to be crazy, slashing and killing innocent monks indiscriminately."
"Brother Clan couldn't stand it, so he upheld justice and killed him on the spot. As a result, he got the broken machine weapon and a complete machine blueprint."
Zhu Xuanji nodded and said that he wanted to lend this mechanism blueprint, but he didn't know if it was possible.
Zheng Shuangou nodded: "This blueprint has already been made public when we were refining the Black Snake. We have backed it up many times. If Master Zhu wants to borrow it at this time, it is okay."
Immediately, Zheng Shuanggou ordered people to go to the family treasury to get the drawings.
Zhu Xuanji asked again: "Besides this mechanism drawing, is there anything else?"
"I know how to trace the origin. The more relevant objects, the better."
"Maybe I can follow the clues and find out something."
Zheng Shuangou shook his head: "Eight years have passed. Even if there is anything left at that time, it will not be left now."
Chapter completed!