Chapter 99 of The Story of Qianshan, Volume 1 of Ten Generations of Heads: Scarlet Dream, Nanyang Lane.
Bright torches were lit everywhere, and crackling sounds were made from time to time, but no one paid attention. Because the ghost market tonight was much more lively than before.
On the eve of the martial arts competition within the sect, the spiritual stones and various allowances for early registration were rewarded, and the materials in many monks' bags were ready to be used. Although the first-level magic weapon, the ordinary quality required at least one hundred first-level spiritual stones.
, but most of the items here are second-hand goods, and many of the spirit-level monks participating in the martial arts competition are far less picky about magic weapons than those who go into big stores to choose. Therefore, the ghost market, which was already very lively, was even more crowded tonight.
The little Nanyang Alley was packed with people.
"Keep an eye on the spot and don't let anyone cause trouble." Zheng Yiyu, the deacon of the Mirror Department, was leaning against a mulberry tree. The tree was right at the entrance of the alley and was as thick as a millstone. He led his people to hide in the shadow of the tree. Few people would see it.
Pay attention to them.
"Boss, don't worry. We specially arranged for Niu Er and Lei Zi to set up a fake stall tonight, and they are all watching. The martial arts primaries will be held tomorrow. Why don't you go back and rest early? We are here." The person who spoke was a person.
The young boy is slightly younger than Zheng Yiyu. His hair is as messy as a bird's nest, and he wears several upright short braids. This is the most fashionable dress among young ordinary people recently.
"Sangua, go take a look at the end of the alley. I heard that the leader is back. Nothing should happen tonight."
"Yes, don't worry, boss." The young man named Sangua hid a short knife in his sleeve, looked around for a while, and was about to leave when he heard Zheng Yiyu behind him calling him again.
"Sangua, go back and mess with your hair. Once you enter the Sixth Division, you have to be more serious."
"Hey, I got it, Brother Dayu."
Sangua even omitted the title "Tou". He, Niu Er, and Lei Zi were all Zheng Yiyu's playmates when they were young. However, they gradually became estranged due to the awakening of Dharma. This time Zheng Yiyu was "honored" as the deacon of the Mirror Department, which happened to clean up the six
The monks in the department vacated a few positions, and he and a few others were casually picked up as strong men to help in the Mirror Department. Without saying much, he took two steps at a time and blended into the scattered crowd.
A casually tied straw label and a few pieces of half-new linen can be used to set up a stall here. Everything can be sold here, from magic talismans and magic weapons used by monks to ordinary Taoist methods for strengthening the body, and even
There is a market for ordinary martial arts here. It is not easy for low-level monks to survive. Maybe any kind of thing can help them seize the slightest opportunity. Therefore, there are many people stopping at every stall to buy one item after another.
Looking over and over again, pondering, and haggling in a low voice, sometimes we can even fight for a piece of spiritual stone to the point of blushing.
"Isn't that thing good enough, Xiaofan?" An old man hobbled among the team on crutches. His hair had almost fallen out, leaving only a thin layer of grayish white, barely covering the top of his head.
He was quietly discussing an unclear item with the child who was supporting him.
"That's fine, that dagger is pretty sharp, but I just don't like it."
"What can five spirit stones buy? Think about it, we don't have much money, and we can't stay in Qiaodongzi tonight. We have to find a place to have a good meal and a good sleep. There will be a martial arts preliminary competition tomorrow.
"
"You go and live there. I am quite comfortable living in Qiaodongzi." The child named Xiaofan was only ten years old. His slightly dirty face still had some frostbite that had just healed. After removing these, he still
Although she has a pretty face, she is just as skinny as a stick and has weak shoulders. She looks like she is living in a difficult situation.
"No!" The old man became anxious and coughed angrily. He took out the withered yellow gourd from his waist and swallowed a few mouthfuls of cold water before he recovered. "You have to stay in a hotel tonight. If you delay your ranking because of this, you are worthy of the village."
A fellow countryman?"
"But I don't even have a magic weapon or talisman, how can I win?" The young man muttered, his dark eyebrows furrowed, but he was soon attracted by the items on another stall.
"How do you sell this?" He pointed to a dark cane in the stall owner's hand. The cane was extremely ugly, just like a fire stick used by farmers, but it was slightly shiny and looked very strong.
"Brother, what are you looking at? I picked this up to set up a stall." The stall owner was a middle-aged uncle, holding a straw stick in his mouth with a mocking look.
"I asked you how to sell it?" The boy was a little angry.
"If you really want to buy two spiritual stones, I've already agreed in advance, so don't
When I bought it, I went to the deacon and complained, saying that I was selling fakes and that this thing is not a magic weapon."
"One piece!" In the past few nights, the young man and the old man have been shopping here, and they have already become accustomed to the half-price bargaining method here.
"Just one, take it!" The middle-aged uncle was so happy that someone wanted a piece of trash that he threw the fire stick over and dropped it to the ground with a clanging sound.
"Xiaofan, what are you buying this for? This is a piece of trash!" The old man pulled the child, and he clearly saw that this thing was not even a serious weapon.
"But I really like this." The child felt a little aggrieved and tilted his head and asked, "Don't you think it looks cool when you hold it?"
"Okay," the old man saw the wetness in the child's eyes, but finally couldn't resist, "After you buy it, come back with me to look at the dagger. Don't say anything. I'll negotiate the price, and then buy a few more ice charms, and then
We can't delay going to the hotel again." He took this opportunity to make clear arrangements for his subsequent itinerary.
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The head's inner palace is still the place where Jiang Feng feels most comfortable.
For more than two years, I have been traveling around, secretly stealing treasures, looking for business opportunities, participating in negotiations, and racking my brain, body, and energy. Only by returning here, to this familiar place, can I find some sense of stability at home. That's what I thought.
As he did so, Jiang Feng gradually became confused and couldn't help but doze off.
In a daze, a crimson mist gradually appeared around him, and everything became farther and farther away, flying outward. Jiang Feng was startled and found that he was in a place that looked like the top of a mountain.
He couldn't feel the strong wind in the mountains in his ears, and even his sense of touch became slightly dull. He slowly looked around and found that everything was filled with dark red mist. His field of vision was no more than half a mile, and he could not tell how high the mountain was.
, and I don’t know where the mountain is.
Stepping lightly on his right foot, the feeling of hard stone seemed real, swallowing in his throat, the feeling of saliva rolling down his throat was like the past, he clenched his knuckles, and the crisp sound of the joints tapped his ears. But Jiang Feng knew that this must be in a dream, he tried to
Through the subconscious mind, I told myself that this was a dream, and when I woke up, I found that my consciousness could no longer touch any part of my body.
"Headmaster Jiang, you are safe and well!"
A familiar voice came from behind. When Jiang Feng turned around to look, the figure had disappeared. He took a step back, but the person who came was already in front of him, only ten steps away from him.
"Ni Dabao!"
The visitor finally showed up, with a familiar silhouette and a familiar smile, but he came with him, and there was also a mysterious man hidden in a gray hood whose face was completely unclear. The man had a strong body and a fat belly.
The slightly raised Ni Dabao is obviously different.
"Should I call you Jiang Xiaobai or Jiang Feng?" Ni Dabao did not hide his smile, "I mean Master Jiang? I hope you can give me some pointers first."
"This does not affect our cooperation." In a few breaths, Jiang Feng had overcome his initial panic. Hearing these words, he calmed down even more. It would be a matter of time before his false identity was exposed. He had already planned for this.
, the subsequent treasure theft was never cleared through the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce, and there was no further in-depth cooperation. Of course, Jiang Xiaobai's status as an ordinary monk alone would hardly arouse the other party's appetite for cooperation.
"Yes, Master Jiang is a sensible person. Time is precious. Let me simply say that our Lingcage Chamber of Commerce intends to expand our cooperation to the level of fifty third-level coins per year. How about that?"
"What conditions?" There is no free lunch in the world. Jiang Feng knew this, but judging from the other party's willingness to cooperate, the other party did not know that Mo Qiuquan's death was related to him.
"We hope it will be full cooperation."
"First, the existing cities in the three counties and Luochuan will be doubled in size, and all the new land will be owned and controlled by the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce;"
"Secondly, we have the right of first refusal to purchase all items produced within the Asan Mountain Sect;"
"Third, the number of monks stationed in all spirit cage shops is not subject to the cultivation conditions of the patriarchal system."
"Just three?"
"Yes, just three."
"I need some time to think about it."
"Of course," Ni Dabao's voice was quite penetrating in the dream, "you have one month to think about it. Thirty third-level raw materials every year."
It's enough to take the Asayama Sect to a higher level, so I hope you don't miss this opportunity."
"Okay. Don't enter my dreams again. It's very rude."
"Headmaster Jiang is really funny. In order not to affect your martial arts plan, I entered your dream thousands of miles away to discuss with you." When Ni Dabao talked about this, his eyes were on the silent hood next to him.
The monk glanced at him and said, "To show my sincerity, we can give you a gift."
"what gift?"
"If you agree to these conditions today, we can help you deal with this trouble in Yuexi Mountain."
"Then you broke your own arms?"
When Jiang Feng told this, thoughts were already rolling in his mind. He was already convinced that Yue Xishan was a traitor, but he didn't know who he used to communicate with the outside world. But today, Ni Dabao took the initiative to bring up the matter. It must be that the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce is most likely to be the one.
This middle man.
"This is just a kind of sincerity. Of course, if Master Jiang doesn't need it, we won't act recklessly."
"unnecessary."
Killing Yue Xishan is a good idea. Various evidences have clearly pointed to Yue Xishan as a traitor. However, he does not have enough evidence to punish him now. In addition, he still has a certain influence on the original family. What's more,
Accusations cannot be easily laid. But Jiang Feng is not willing to let outsiders take this matter. Perhaps for the sake of temporary pleasure, he asked the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce to help him kill Yue Xishan. But today they can enter his dream, and there may be evidence left behind.
If the other party uses this method to take advantage of you, the gain will outweigh the loss.
"Then let's wait for the good news from Master Jiang." Ni Dabao's voice faded away, and the figure blurred further and further away, gradually disappearing into the crimson mist.
call!
Feeling his own breathing, Jiang Feng finally regained control of his body and woke up from his dream, only to see that all his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. Ni Dabao knew it himself, and his cultivation level was not high, but
The person in the hood is definitely an earth-level powerhouse, which puts great pressure on him. He can enter his dream from a distant place, and he may be able to kill him easily in his dream, maybe because of a disagreement, or
Revealing that he killed Mo Qiuquan would cause the other party to suddenly change his mind.
Jiang Feng remembered that Mo Qiuquan once said that it would be a good choice to find someone to replace him. If he guessed correctly, the person he mentioned would most likely be Yue Xishan.
The question is, what made them give up Yuexi Mountain and choose themselves again. Is this incident related to Mo Qiuquan's death?
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There is a hillside twenty miles away, and from here you can vaguely see the dots of fire in Luochuan.
"I don't have the ability to make people dream from thousands of miles away." The gray hood was taken off, and a young fair face was revealed. Between his eyes, there was an upright eye, and the black eyes rolled with a drop of light.
of blood and tears.
"Cang, don't pay attention to such false talk." Ni Dabao laughed, "When doing business, sometimes you have to make necessary exaggerations. The more powerful you are, the more willing others will be to cooperate with you."
"I don't like lying." The man named 'Cang' said coldly.
"When you join the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce, you have to adapt to this. Only in this way can you do big things with me." Ni Dabao said. Although the other party is a prefecture-level monk, the senior leaders of the chamber of commerce assigned him to their own management. I don't know why. But
The other party's ability really impressed him. He carefully planned this Scarlet Dream scene tonight, which could scare Jiang Feng, who had been hiding his identity from him, so that he could submit as soon as possible and complete the tasks assigned to him by the Chamber of Commerce.
Create conditions for your next promotion.
"Then can I withdraw from the membership?"
"Wrong, I was wrong." Ni Dabao quickly apologized, with ten thousand wild horses galloping past in his heart. He waved his right hand, as if he had made some kind of determination, "I will listen to you and tell the truth from now on." At this moment, he seemed a little a little bit.
I understand, why didn’t the Chamber of Commerce add him to the so-called Eight Guardians to supplement the dead man’s pit of Mo Qiuquan? This guy’s character obviously has major flaws.
Forget it, I am a Xuan-level person and can be assigned to a prefecture-level subordinate. What is there to choose? My goal is to enter the Presbyterian Church. Before that, everything is a task, a test, and a cloud, he thought to himself.