Chapter 17 Black Market Under the Moon

Rong Hui and Ling Xiao knew that the driver could hear themselves, but they didn't say a word. For a moment, the driver stopped at the roadside and picked up a middle-aged couple. One is handsome and bright, and the other is dignified and elegant. Rong Hui saw the cultivation of the two people in the "early stage of Taiji" and nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother, sister!" Ling Xiao followed the salute.

"Newly up the mountain!" The man's eyes were burning, and he waved his hand and smiled: "Are you from Everest or Conch Peak!"

"I'm on Baozhu Mountain, and she's on Conch Peak!" Rong Hui told the truth and asked the man, "I don't know which mountain my brother is practicing!"

"It's all the old almanac, don't mention it!" The man sighed: "Now I've wrapped a piece of spiritual field and live together!"

"Lingtian is good. How's the harvest this year?" Rong Hui had nothing to say, and then politely said, "I heard that the price of northern rice has risen, and this year's Lingmi will definitely sell at a good price!"

"I've heard of it too!" The man was not interested: "The Lingmi under the door is not allowed to take out. If it's a good price, don't expect it!" Self-contained people deliberately pointed out: "You are serious when you are on the mountain and devote yourself to practice. That's not where you are going now! If you miss this gust of wind, it will be too late to regret it in the future!"

"Ah?" Rong Hui was stunned and blurted out, "Is there any danger?"

"Ha ha!" The man laughed dumbly: "The disciples who went up the mountain live in the top-grade spiritual vein. It's good to worship, and take advantage of this freshness, of course, they can practice quickly! When your cultivation stagnates one day, the door will arrange for you to travel. When you come back, it's okay to make rapid progress. If you don't make progress, go down the mountain to farm!"

"What's the rule!" Rong Hui was unconvinced: "At least I can make arrays for them!"

"Oh? So the little brother lives on the 32nd floor of Baozhu Mountain? The man heard the smell and smiled: "Maybe I still live in my old attic!"

"Brother was also born on the Pearl Peak?" Rong Hui happily asked: "There is a pair of couplets in my attic. The upper couplet is 'the heart is not the heart, and the law has no fixed law', and the lower couplet is 'the name is not its name, and there is no way'."

The young woman blushed slightly and took the initiative to introduce to the two: "He is the 'small array catalogue' on Mount Everest!" Leisurely and proud.

The man exhaled and smiled: "What else did you do, improvised books, improvised books..." He felt predestined with Rong Hui and took the initiative to make a point: "You want to see the world, just open your eyes, so as not to ruin your heart!"

"Who doesn't know that in the world of cultivation, cultivation is the absolute truth!" Rong Hui muttered to himself: "All of them are practicing Taoism, but where is the Taoist!" You are ploughing the field and I'm weaving. It's leisurely. I don't have time to waste it on the big luck!" But he agreed: "What my brother mentioned is! I don't know how to calculate the land rent in the door. Maybe one day I will have to go down the mountain to farm!"

"25 mu of Lingtian is a piece." Ling Xiao often rained nearby and took the initiative to explain: "A field should pay one stone and one meter, two stones and two grades of rice, four stones and three grades of rice, eight stones and four grades of rice, and thirty-two stones and five grades of rice every year."

Rong Hui listened and calculated: "Fifty taels per stone, 25 taels of two Lingmi, twelve or three taels of Lingmi, six or seven taels of four Lingmi, and three or four taels of Lingmi..." After listening to her, he blurted out: "If you spread it flat, twelve taels of tax per mu is too expensive! If you want to chew it again, it's hard to add anything!"

"So what?" The man smiled bitterly: "The rules were set by the ancestors, and they can only squeeze us honest people!"

"Honely people, honest people still go to the black market?" Rong Hui smiled and suddenly knew that these outer disciples had other entries. At the beginning of the words, Ling Xiao and the young woman also joined the discussion. Several foundation builders along the way talked about the situation in the world. It was not until a middle-aged man of the Shaoyang period that the discussion stopped. One by one, they looked at the nose and nose, as if nothing had happened.

The divine horse has released its hoofs, and the car is flying fast. Just after the time, it has arrived outside Ganzhou. Everyone waited for the middle-aged man in the "Shaoyang period" to walk first, and then got off the bus in turn. It was already a fork in the field. The sky is bright and the stars are bright. Surrounded by blue waves and dim lights.

The man in sackcloth driving took out a roll of masks and pointed to a lamp in the distance to greet everyone: "That's in front of you. This place has been sealed by the magic array. When it's ugly, I'll send everyone back!" With that, he handed the mask to Rong Hui: "If you feel inconvenient, you can take it on and send it for free the first time!" Seeing that others had no intention of buying it, he finally told him, "It's still the old saying, don't make trouble!"

Rong Hui looked around and saw that the houses were clusters in the east and west, scattered in the fields, and knew that these places needed to be visited in one place. Seeing someone taking out a mask from his arms, someone strode away directly, so he gave Ling Xiao one, arched his hand to the car owner, chose an empty road, and walked side by side.

God wants to see people and look directly at the soul. As a god cultivator, Rong Hui was not afraid of being blocked by a mask, but also worried that the mask would be positioned by a big man. After walking out of the field path for a moment, he saw that there was no one around. He suddenly took off his mask and threw it into the rice field.

"What, is there a problem?" Ling Xiao reacted and also took off a flowery face, looked carefully, and muttered, "There's nothing wrong!"

"It's not a problem, I'm afraid there's a problem!" Rong Hui said honestly, "As a nobody, we don't want anything. We wear a mask, but respond to people!"

Ling Xiao thought so, but put the two masks together and suggested Rong Hui: "Put it here and get it when you leave!" The size is a sample tool, which may be useful in the future!" Seeing that Rong Hui nodded and agreed, he left a mark casually before going to the night market in front of him.

The night market is not often open, but there are many monks coming from all over the world. Both men and women are mixed in age. Although most of them are scattered, there are also many children of the family. Or ask for information, or buy or sell things. Or bid for treasures or exchange experiences. You come and go, which is more lively than Huajie and Liuxiang.

The glazed lamp is full of "fire aura", which is brighter than the moonlight in the sky. In the brilliant lights, Rong Hui saw that some monks were full of treasures and walked leisurely. Some monks are wrapped in plain clothes and are in a hurry. Some talk and laugh, and some are cold-browed. It is a "night episode" of all kinds, and it doesn't look like a black market. Seeing that there was no one in front of a stall, he went over with Ling Xiao to have a look.

The booth is divided into ten squares, which is made of a folding wooden box. The surface is rippled, and there is a layer of boundary. The stall owner is a middle-aged man wearing fine cotton. When he saw Rong Hui coming, he took the initiative to greet him: "What do you want? Just take a look!"

Rong Hui nodded with a smile and saw that the first grid was divided into 100 small grids, with bottles and cans in it, and labels with various paper strips. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Ling Xiao had muttered in a low voice: "... Lingfei scattered... Hua Qi dispersed... Mica..." Then he knew that it was a spiritual elixir to assist cultivation and continued to look down.

The second grid is also divided into 100 small grids, in which many ores are displayed. Some are crystal clear, some are gorgeous in color, some are light, and some are as rough as stone. Rong Hui's eyes lit up and casually pulled: "Yunying, crystal, glass, platinum, tungsten..." His heart moved casually. Thinking of the characteristics of many ores, Fangjue's class on the Everest was not in vain. Smile and continue to look down.

There are not only various types of magic weapons and runes on the booth, but also weapons such as knives, guns, swords and halberd sealed in several compartments. Although it is the size of a finger, it is all flowing halo and full of spirituality.

Rong Hui was moved, but when he saw the price on the small square, he could not win one or two hundred taels of gold. He hasn't heard of several objects that have been designated for exchange and opened. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the last few grids, couldn't help opening his eyes, pointed to these big pieces and asked, "Why, do you still sell 'continous crossbows' here?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "Yes, this is the 'connected crossbow', which are all licensed goods. It is said that the pro-military use of the 'Emperor' is it. Don't you take two of them back to play? With that, he took out a handful of black wood and handed it generously to Rong Hui: "Wh, let's see if you buy it or not!"

The "continuous crossbow" arrow box is slender and inserted diagonally on the upper left of the crossbow machine. Rong Hui took it with both hands, and his hands sank, but the weight was not light. He looked at the "looking mountain" and moved the "hanging knife". He looked at each other for a moment and pulled down the arrow box. He was still unknown, so he had to ask, "How to play this!" Ling Xiao thought it was interesting and came up to see it.

The stall owner asked with a smile, "Come on for the first time!" Without waiting for an answer, he took out a half-foot-long arrow from the box, held it in his left hand, and introduced it to Rong Hui: "This is a special spiritual arrow that can hold aura." While talking, he injected a little spiritual power, took over the crossbow machine, casually put it into the arrow box, and continued to introduce: "This crossbow machine is engraved with a magic array, which can stimulate spiritual arrows!" He took the opportunity to lift the crossbow machine and pointed straight to the sky. Gently twist the "suspension knife" with the right hand. A spark flashed, "Puff-" sounded, and the spiritual arrow shot out. Flying ten feet, the lift was exhausted, and it fell and was taken in the hands of the boss.

Rong Hui sighed: "What if the arrow is full of spiritual power?" I only heard the boss say, "Prepare the spiritual arrow in advance, and you can shoot it directly. Counting arrows is no worse than ordinary magic weapons! It is to stimulate the array, the recoil is too large, it is not easy to control, and you have to prepare in advance! But you can also use the second method!" While talking, he put the "spirit arrow" into the "arrow box" and pulled the bowstring slightly. The manual light flashed slightly, and there was a crash when it was released. The spiritual arrow shot out and pointed straight to the sky. It still rose ten feet and fell down and was catched by the boss.

Rong Hui can clearly see that there is also a magic array on the crossbow, which can directly extract the spiritual power of the string puller into the spiritual arrow, but it is lost a lot after transmission. Seeing Rong Hui's eyes flashing, the stall owner continued to sell: "I can see that it can't be sent repeatedly, but the accurate head is much higher!" Seeing Rong Hui's burning eyes, he opened his hand and said, "Five, send two arrows, two arrow drums, and 200 spiritual arrows, do you want it?"

"Five are five gold bars, fifty taels of gold!" Rong Hui's eyes lit up, stretched out a finger and bargained indifferently: "One three, each with two arrows, two arrow drums, and 200 spiritual arrows."

The boss was stunned: "This boy knows how to do it!" He gritted his teeth and patted his thighs: "Okay, one is the only one. Let's make friends. What do you want to play in the future and come to me!"

Rong Hui nodded and took out a gold bar from his arms. Without saying a word, the boss put three consecutive crossbows and spiritual arrows into the bamboo basket and made the deal. Ling Xiao also carried a bamboo basket. After walking out of the market, he quickly asked, "You have money. Why are you buying these things?"

"I saw that the several formations on the crossbow were simple and practical. When I thought about it thoroughly, ten would be sold back to him!" Rong Hui readily explained, "If you add a magic array to the spiritual arrow, isn't it equivalent to a rune? We can't afford to buy magic weapons, so we have to rely on him to defend ourselves!"

"Do you want to sell others or keep it for your own use?" Ling Xiao couldn't help slandering: "Anyway, the money is yours. How you spend it is your business!" He moved his hand and pointed to the distance: "It's lively over there. Go and have a look!"

"Look, look, come and see!" On the small square platform made of wooden boxes, two thin high school students in white pointed to a girl beside them and shouted: "This is a lustful woman, a lustful woman outside the customs!" ......

The girl is blonde and blue-eyed, with only a layer of white veil on her body. The spring light leaked out, attracting dozens of people to watch for a moment. Ling Xiao stood outside the crowd and saw the girl's graceful posture and the first snow. Just close your eyes and lock your eyebrows deeply. He hugged his chest side by side, his body trembled slightly, and he looked very pitiful. He couldn't help sinking his face and humming. Rong Hui saw that the girl was light-minded and full of vitality. Ten taels of gold is too cheap!" It's hard to comment on a smile.

The two people on the stage gathered for the spectators and began to introduce loudly: "She is a lustful person. In addition to ordinary women, she can also make authentic Western wine, speak 15 languages, cook authentic Western cuisine, see stars, and Western arithmetic! Most importantly, she is still pure and pure! Now, you only need to spend ten taels of gold to take her back to take care of the courtyard!"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately shouted: "Eleven liang!"

The man on the stage took the opportunity to point to the stage and shouted, "Eleven taels, that Taoist friend has eleven taels, is there any twelve taels?"

As soon as the words fell, someone shouted for the price. The man on the stage, waiting for the price to be raised to 30 taels, reached out and shook his hand and suddenly removed the scarf on the girl's body. Spring suddenly appeared, and the whole audience was in an uproar, and the price shouted again. Ling Xiao felt very bored and turned around and left. Rong Hui was also embarrassed to look at it again and accompany him to other stalls.