After hearing what Yan Mingzhu said, Liu Xiang dared to touch it with trembling hands.
Sure enough, I touched a piece of silk thread. It was very thin and could be broken with just a little force.
"So this skeleton is a doorbell?"
Just as Liu Xiang sighed with emotion, a sinister laughter came over: "Young girl has good eyesight. This skeleton has been hanging at the door for several years, and there are only a handful of people who can discover the trick."
"If I'm not wrong, this skull doorbell is modeled after the prototype of the Wearing Bell, right?"
The Wensheng Bell is one of the inventions of Yan Mingzhu in the previous life. It looks like a bell, but the production of the Wensheng Bell is more advanced and does not require the trouble of winding silk threads.
Instead, as long as the footsteps are within a certain range, the mechanism will be triggered and the bell will sound.
The skull bell now is the lowest imitation version. In Yan Mingzhu's eyes, it is simply not good enough.
"The girl's guess is right. I spent a lot of money to ask someone to modify it, but it is far from as exquisite and sensitive as the Wen Sheng Bell. What does the girl want to buy?"
After Yan Mingzhu walked in, she looked around. The room was very small, but there were a lot of things in it.
Therefore, there are so many piles on the shelves that it seems that if they are touched lightly, the rickety shelves will all fall over.
The store owner standing in front of the counter was wearing a skull mask and a pitch black cloak, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness.
Those who were less courageous would not dare to look at each other, such as Liu Xiang, who walked close to Yan Mingzhu the whole time.
Yan Mingzhu, on the other hand, looked calm and took out a list with ease.
"Do you have any of the medicinal materials on this list?"
The shopkeeper took it and took a look, "We do have some medicinal materials such as Tianshan Snow Lotus, but the Tibetan Flower Girl came a step late and had already been bought by a previous customer. As for the Lotus on the Leaves and the Ten Directions Dragon Bone, they are rare and exquisite in the world. I have them here."
No."
"Then do you know where Ye Shanglian and Shifang Dragon Bone appeared?"
Yan Mingzhu was keenly aware from the shopkeeper's tone that he actually knew where the medicinal material was.
The shopkeeper played with the white skeleton in his hand and just smiled without saying anything.
Yan Mingzhu took out a banknote and said, "Can you please let me know."
"The girl's luck is extremely good. It is said that Ye Shanglian once appeared in Xuanmen, and it seemed that she was renewing the life of some important figure in Xuanmen, but if she is still there now, I can't say for sure.
As for the ten-square dragon bone, it is rumored that it is a precious tribute from the Western Region and is now in the palace, but these are just rumors, and I cannot guarantee whether they are true or not."
Xuanmen... this sect is very familiar to Yan Mingzhu.
Because this sect, which is now famous in the world, was founded by Yan Mingzhu.
If Ye Shanglian is really in Xuanmen, that would be convenient.
As for the Shifang Dragon Bone, if it was really in the palace, she would have to consider the long term.
After roughly making a plan in her mind, Yan Mingzhu asked again: "You just said that the Tibetan Ground Flower has just been bought by someone. Can you tell me who the buyer is?"
"I'm sorry, girl. We have rules in the black market. Whatever is sold, no matter who the buyer is, I can't tell you. As for the remaining medicinal herbs, the girl really wanted it, so she paid for it and delivered it."
Yan Mingzhu took out the silver, divided it into two parts, and pushed one part in front of the shopkeeper.
"I want all these medicinal materials."
As he said that, he took out five more banknotes.
"As long as the store can inform the buyer of the Tibetan flowers, the money is up to you."
But the store owner stretched out a bony finger and pushed back the five banknotes, only accepting the money to buy Tianshan Snow Lotus and other medicinal materials.
"There are rules in the industry. If I break the rules, I won't be able to survive in the black market. Please forgive me, girl."
After saying that, the store owner went to get the medicinal materials, packed five boxes, stacked them together and handed them to Yan Mingzhu.
"Girl, please order some goods. If there are no problems, we will clear the money and goods."
Yan Mingzhu was not in a hurry. After checking the medicinal materials and confirming that they were all genuine, she said, "I just heard from the store that the skull doorbell at your door was made by someone who paid a lot of money to imitate it?"
"Exactly."
Yan Mingzhu smiled and said, "What if I could upgrade this skull doorbell so that it can hear the sound directly without using any silk thread, and it is even more advanced than the sound-hearing bell?"
The store owner's eyes lit up for a moment, but then he looked at her suspiciously.
"The top masters in Xuanmen can only barely make this doorbell that relies on silk threads to pull the mechanism. The girl sounds very young, how can she be better than the masters of Xuanmen?"
She was the founder of Xuanmen. To be honest, it would not be an exaggeration for Xuanmen to honor her as an ancestor!
Furthermore, Wensheng Ling was just a relatively low-level mechanism she made at the beginning. Unexpectedly, seventeen years later, it would be touted as a god-like existence by future generations.
Moreover, they copied it and made it into such a fake product that it cannot be put on the table. Moreover, the store kept saying that it was made by a master in Taoism.
It seems that in the seventeen years since she was absent, Xuanmen has really made no progress. How could a legendary master look like this?
"If I can't make it, how about I compensate you three times the price the store paid for it?"
The store owner became interested and looked her up and down.
"What do you want from me?"
Yan Mingzhu slowly stretched out a finger, "Don't worry, I will never reveal the information about the buyer who bought the Tibetan ground flowers. It was you who told me about it, the store owner. We each get what we need. Once we get out of this door, we will be different."
Relevant.”
The store owner weighed it for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of the doorbell and agreed to the proposal.
"I need some tools, a carving knife, something close, a magnet..."
Yan Mingzhu reported a list of items, and the store immediately prepared them as she said.
Yan Mingzhu casually sat down on a bench, looked at the skull up and down, held a carving knife, lowered his head and started working.
Her movements are very fast and very smooth, which is a pleasure to watch just by watching.
His white fingers moved the carving knife up and down, carving out a very small hole, then picked up a piece of magnet and cut out a diamond shape.
Then use a fine needle to put these diamond-shaped magnets into the small holes, but the operations in the small holes are invisible to the shopkeepers nearby.
After nearly half the time of burning the incense, Yan Mingzhu put down his tools and handed the skull doorbell to the store owner.
"Okay, you can try it out."
The store owner immediately took it and hung it back on the door. Just when he was about to test it, a customer came in.
Giggle.
The skull's mouth received the sensor and immediately made a sound to signal that a visitor was coming. This is much more sensitive and convenient than using silk threads to pull the mechanism before!
The store owner was so surprised that he couldn't put it down when he saw the skull doorbell.