There was already a lot of flesh on his face, but after his body swelled into a ball of flesh, the lines on his face were stretched horizontally a lot, and when he spoke, his mouth pursed and pursed in a rather joyful manner.
Seeing that the other party acquiesced, Gao Yuan was silent for a moment, and used his hands to focus on alert.
At the same time, Gou Fu's words flashed through his mind.
Fatty Zheng, whose real name is Zheng Song, is the only recognized late-stage monk among the casual cultivators in the shanty town.
This person has extraordinary strength and is especially good at various defensive methods.
In an encounter with a second-level monster, I withstood several attacks from the opponent and escaped unscathed!
In addition, this person has a very good reputation. Although he is strong, he never bullies the weak, and there is no bad record of robbing money and killing people.
But Gao Yuan did not dare to relax at all. He stared closely at Zheng Song, who was still in the form of a flesh ball opposite him, and said in a low voice:
"I heard that Fatty Zheng lives in North District."
Seeing that this sentence came out after Gao Yuan had been holding it in for a long time, Zheng Song tried his best to curl his lips, and then said angrily:
"Nonsense, you almost wiped out the Southern District! I'm not deaf, so of course I have to come over and see what's going on."
As he spoke, Zheng Song waved his scaly right hand and continued:
"Of course, watching the excitement is secondary. I came here mainly to discuss business with you."
"Business? What business?" Gao Yuan frowned.
Zheng Song was about to speak, but then he seemed to remember something. He looked to the left and right, and said speechlessly:
"Since it's business, naturally we need to find a quiet place where no one is around to discuss it. If we discuss it here, it will be spread to the city early tomorrow morning!"
Gao Yuan thought so. At this time, the two of them were about thirty meters apart.
In order to be able to hear each other, the voices were kept high. If we talked here, there was a chance that it would be overheard by the casual cultivators nearby who had keen senses.
So Gao Yuan didn't think too much and tentatively said:
"Wild forest?"
…
Under the influence of the light body charm, it didn't take long for Gao Yuan and Zheng Song to be more than ten miles away from the shanty town.
They did not go deep into the wild forest, but just walked along the edge of the wild forest for a while.
Therefore, this is still the outermost edge of the wild forest, and the chance of encountering monsters is extremely small.
Gao Yuan and Zheng Song stood tens of meters apart in a relatively empty open space.
Gao Yuan stood quietly, waiting for Zheng Song to speak.
At this time, more than half an hour had passed since Ma Wuji was killed. After such a long time, Gao Yuan's internal energy had been restored to some extent under the influence of the Qi Nourishing Pill.
"What do you call your little brother?" Zheng Song still hasn't released his flesh ball form, pouting.
"Fang Huai." Gao Yuan spoke concisely and to the point.
He didn't lie, the original owner's name was indeed Fang Huai.
Zheng Song asked casually without intending to delve into Gao Yuan's origins, and then went straight to the point and asked:
"The batches of anti-cold talismans sold in Tianfang City these days are all made by you, little brother, right?"
"That's right." Gao Yuan agreed simply. He couldn't hide this kind of thing even if he wanted to.
Zheng Song said with interest: "I wonder how many cold-warming talismans you can draw in one day, little brother?"
Gao Yuan raised his eyebrows: "How many do you want?"
"I want as much as you have!" Zheng Song said proudly.
Gao Yuan wanted to say something like, "I'll have as many as you want," but his strength didn't allow it, so he could only vaguely say: "One or two hundred."
Then he emphasized: "Of course, no matter how much it is, it depends on how much you pay."
Since he advanced to the third level of Qi training, his inner Qi has become much stronger, and he can draw more than a dozen cold-warming talismans in one breath!
If you don't count the consumption of Qi Nourishing Pills, it actually takes less than a few hours to make a hundred cold-proofing talismans.
Zheng Song suddenly looked shocked after hearing Gao Yuan's words.
The other party only sells twenty cold-proofing talismans every day. If you include the success rate of making talismans, this number is already quite high.
In Zheng Song's opinion, even if this is not the lofty limit, it is not far behind.
Unexpectedly, Gao Yuan only opened his mouth to say a hundred or two hundred words, but when he heard that his tone was less, Zheng Song was immediately shocked.
He looked at Gao Yuan again from top to bottom and sighed:
"Brother is a great talent, but Lao Zheng and I are ignorant!"
Then Zheng Song picked up the previous topic and asked directly:
"If I were responsible for underwriting, I wonder what price my little brother could give me?"
Then, before Gao Yuan could speak, Zheng Song continued:
"Little brother, I'm talking about a large transaction! I know you have a casual cultivator working for you, but he is too weak.
The reason why you can trade peacefully these days is that the quantity is relatively small, and the majority of casual cultivators can still barely support themselves by relying on firewood.
But as the weather gets colder and colder, and when it becomes too cold for these casual cultivators to survive, your business will not be able to continue without strong strength and manpower support!"
Not to mention what Zheng Song said later, Gao Yuan also understood this truth. At that time, let alone being rich, he might not be able to control the situation in person.
Gao Yuan was about to quote the price of eighteen gold bars to test Zheng Song's attitude, but suddenly thought of another thing and immediately changed his attention.
So Gao Yuan said with a smile: "Fat Zheng, how about we change the transaction method?"
…
Dawn is coming.
The thin gleam of light shone down the open entrance of the tunnel into the tunnel, illuminating Gou Fu's face that was a little haggard because he had not slept all night.
Gou Fu lay lazily at the entrance of the tunnel. The air shield of the Cold Warning Talisman blocked the biting cold wind, so Gou Fu didn't feel cold at all.
He looked out at the pale sky outside the cave and sighed with some melancholy.
One night has passed, and the young man has not come back yet. It seems that the situation is in danger!
Although the young master's methods were very astonishing, after so many days of contact, Gou Fu still had a vague feeling that the young master was probably not above Qi training.
Because of this, he was even more unable to understand the young man's decision last night!
Why bother?
It’s okay if you are an expert in the Kaiyuan Realm. You are both in the Qi training stage, and if you insist on running to fight Ma Wuji and his gang to the death single-handedly, aren’t you asking for death?
What are you picturing?
Isn’t it good to be alive?
Why can't you live well?
Gou Fu sighed again. He couldn't say how sad he was. After all, they were just using each other, and they didn't get along for long.
What Gou Fu lamented was his own fate.
It’s only been a few comfortable days? Now it’s time to start running for your life again!
Gou Fu got up in frustration, groped around for a while, and found a handful of gold bars.
Then he remembered that the money from selling the cold-warming talisman yesterday had not been handed over, and the young man did not take a large package of talisman paper or anything with him when he left last night.
Well, let's go to Fangshi to find a talisman shop to discuss it and see if we can get a refund at a discount.
Since that young man is gone, this money can be used as my severance pay to make me rich!
Gou Fu thought to himself, turned around and went back to the secret room to start packing. After a while, he saw him walking out carrying a small package.
Because he was afraid that there would be too many things that would irritate his eyes, Gou Fu brought forty gold bars and planned to buy various winter supplies one by one in small quantities.
After crawling out of the cave, Gou Fu stretched himself in front of the rising sun, as if he was embracing a new life.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his body stretched out, he suddenly heard a chuckle from behind:
"Did you sleep well?"
"Oh my god! Ouch! Ouch! Hiss..."
Gou Fu was startled by the sudden chuckle, and immediately twisted his waist and neck together, hissing in pain and sucking in cold air.
After finally straightening out the twisted tendon, Gou Fu quickly turned around and looked.
He saw a man sitting cross-legged on a stone above the entrance of his cave. With that appearance, wasn't it the young man he had been worrying about all night?
Gou Fu tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying and said:
"Senior, when did you come back? Why did you sit outside and not go in?"
Gao Yuan smiled and said: "I've been back a long time ago. I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I didn't go in."
"Afraid of disturbing my rest..."
Gou Fu subconsciously repeated it in his mind, and was speechless. We will not be so perfunctory.
Ignoring Gou Fu's confused old face, Gao Yuan was in a particularly comfortable mood.
He couldn't help but recall the scene where he and Fatty Zheng were discussing the details of the transaction last night...