Zhan Changfeng walked into the pawn shop. The clerk was listlessly counting chicken feathers with a feather duster. "Shouldn't the monks who came out of the ghost town come here to exchange for the order arrows? Why is it so deserted?"
"Do you want it, little friend?"
"Change."
The waiter immediately smiled and said enthusiastically, "Please, please, please."
"I don't know what's going on. Counting you, only two people came here this morning. I'm afraid a lot of people died this time." The waiter dusted the seats and offered tea, melons and fruits, "You sit down first, I'll go
Let the shopkeeper come out."
Zhan Changfeng nodded slightly and watched the waiter rush out.
Did a lot of people die? At least there were dozens of people there before the Lotus Garden opened. Maybe she missed something in the Lotus Garden.
"Fellow Taoist, you have been waiting for a long time." The rich monk came in with a smile. When he saw the person sitting clearly, his eyes flashed, and he heard that he was a little friend, but he didn't expect that he was so young.
The shopkeeper is not negligent. The appearance of a monk is of incalculable age. If you judge someone by their appearance, you are inferior. And the younger she is, the more dangerous she is wandering around outside. You can treat her as a helpless beggar, and so can she.
Let me show you how to become a proud man with great strength, talent and strong background.
Zhan Changfeng responded and asked bluntly: "What is the replacement method?"
"I need to take the things out and estimate their value." The shopkeeper said calmly.
"Is it comparable to the value of Zangyunjian?"
The shopkeeper rubbed his fingers and saw that Zhan Changfeng's hands were empty. It was because the things were too small or he hadn't brought them. So he asked, "Little friend, do you want to trade now?"
"If appropriate, now."
The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Our pawn shop is open with the word "young and old and innocent".
He stared at Zhan Changfeng, and saw Zhan Changfeng waved his hand, and there was a washbasin-sized Nether Fire Lotus on the table. The temperature in the entire room suddenly dropped.
The shopkeeper's heart tightened, not because of the Nether Fire Nether Lotus, but because of the method of retrieving items from the air.
Storage bag!
Mortal monks don't have this kind of thing, and even in Zangyun Stream, not everyone can have it. The shopkeeper should be cautious in quoting.
He traded the ghost city's items with the mortal monks, and that was on a piece-by-piece basis. This Nether Fire Nether Lotus, no matter how big or bad it was, was exchanged for a piece of Ling Arrow.
They have a pawn shop in Zangyun Stream, and they have a lot of arrows, which is equivalent to exchanging wood for treasures.
But if you follow this algorithm with people from Zangyunjian, you will not be beaten to death.
The shopkeeper asked calmly: "Have you lost your order arrow?"
"Not really," Zhan Changfeng opened his palm, and in his palm was a command arrow, "but I will take a few people back this time."
"I understand," the shopkeeper smiled knowingly, and his words were much more sincere, "I give it to others, I give it to you for one arrow per plant, so of course I can't give it to you at this price, so let's do this, I will give you six arrows per plant.
How about Block Ling Arrow, just think of it as making a friend."
"Okay." Zhan Changfeng touched the tea cup, "I still have one, and I plan to change it to a spiritual stone. If you can change it here, you can change it together to avoid wasting time."
"We run a pawn shop, can't we even exchange this for this?" The shopkeeper is worried about the few treasures he has purchased. Although he has drawn some blood from the people in Zangyunjian, it is still better than nothing. "The Nether Fire Lotus is a treasure, isn't it?
It’s fake, but it’s useless for people to repair it. Usually stores keep the price very low, so I have a way to sell it here, so I’ll give you a friendly price of two thousand low-grade spiritual stones.”
"It's low, four thousand."
The shopkeeper shook his head repeatedly, "This is too high. You see, the Nether Fire Nether Lotus must be sealed in a special box, otherwise it will dissipate and lose its effectiveness. There is no use keeping it in your hands."
Zhan Changfeng moved his fingers, and a long box appeared on the table, "Is this what you are talking about?"
"..." The shopkeeper's heart was bleeding. Fellow Taoist, are you playing tricks on me?
"Three thousand, three thousand, no more, you are a box..."
"Give me two more tokens, and I'll give you the box."
"Okay, it's a deal, little friend." This transaction is sure to make a profit, the shopkeeper said cheerfully, "If you have anything else you need to exchange, feel free to take it out. My price is fair."
Zhan Changfeng asked smoothly, "Do you have anything that has the effect of promoting muscle growth, fellow Taoist?"
The shopkeeper glanced at the scars on Zhan Changfeng's face and said, "It's just a small thing. I have a bottle of Yipin Complexion Pill in my warehouse. Keep one pill for muscle growth and scar removal."
"You misunderstood," Zhan Changfeng said, "I am referring to something that can restore flesh and blood."
"It depends on the severity. For example, the joint ointment and the Shengji Pills can recover even if the person is not dead, but the price is high. It costs at least 700 to 800 high-grade spiritual stones. My shop is
No."
Three thousand low-grade spirit stones are equivalent to more than 30,000 spirit beads. Although Zhan Changfeng doesn't care much about spirit stones, he also knows that this value is definitely one of the best in the world of mortals.
But these three thousand low-grade spiritual stones are only worth three middle-grade spiritual stones and half of a high-grade spiritual stone.
However, in Zhan Changfeng's eyes, problems that can be solved with spirit stones are not problems.
Zhan Changfeng left the pawn shop and walked around, thinking about something.
The storage bag belonged to Gongsun Long, and he also picked the Nether Fire Lotus inside. Except for a dozen specially prepared boxes and some suspected surveillance equipment, there was nothing valuable in it.
Gongsun Jing also had a storage bag, but she didn't recognize it at the time and kicked him into the river even with the bag.
Judging from Gongsun Long's memory, he was not outstanding in his family, and his status was far inferior to that of Gongsun Jing. Even this storage bag was given to him to hold things because of the opening of the ghost town.
Gongsun Long was not the person specifically responsible for the affairs of the Yin Dynasty. He came to practice as a young disciple with the other six families. It was only after Gongsun Jing's incident that he was entrusted with important tasks. According to him, he came into contact with the core tasks of the family.
Now Zhan Changfeng has confirmed two things from him. The Jingyu Guards beside Li Hao are the existing members of the Gongsun family, and when the Tongtian Road is opened, the Gongsun family will send people to chase her.
Now that the Jingyu Guards are entangled by the Imperial Guards, the threat is from the incoming troops.
It is not impossible to stagger this group of people and enter Zangyun Stream, but that would put a lot of pressure on Yi Chang, which is not what she wants to see.
In fact, Zhan Changfeng had already had an idea, all he needed was Dongfeng.
The east wind will come soon.
When the coachman saw Zhan Changfeng coming back, he handed over a greeting note, "Sun Xingyi is here again. He said that he needed your help to successfully obtain the command arrow. He must treat you to a meal at the Tianxian Tower."
After Zhan Changfeng sent the Yin Pearl, Sun Xingyi came to visit, but she refused, "I agree."
The next day Zhan Changfeng took the coachman to an appointment. Sun Xingyi was already waiting in the lobby of the restaurant. There was a little girl beside him, wearing yellow clothes and a whip around her waist. Her long body already had the grace of a girl, and she was pretty.
Sun Xingyi stepped forward and said, "My little friend, you are finally here. I have been looking forward to it so hard."
"Senior, this is serious." Zhan Changfeng looked at the little girl, "Who is this?"
"This is my granddaughter, Sun Miao. I'm very grateful for my kindness. Come on, come on. It's not convenient here. Let's talk upstairs." Sun Xingyi led the way to the private room.
Sun Xingyi mentioned Sun Miao's name, but did not introduce Zhan Changfeng to Sun Miao, which obviously put Sun Miao down.
Sun Miao was not unhappy, but she was curious about what the Taoist friend her grandfather said had helped them and was very powerful was like. So when she saw Zhan Changfeng, she wondered whether the child had rejuvenated his youth.
He looks so childish, but he is very serious, without any sense of violation, as it should be.