In the market, there are many shops.

The exchange between the Southern and Northern Regions brings great business opportunities. There is an endless stream of people coming and going, and the difference between the southern and northern regions can be roughly distinguished from the clothing.

The people of the Southern Regions dress casually and simply, they advocate nature, and are mostly decorated with beautiful spirit bird feathers, domineering animal teeth, or unique emerald stones. There are also people who like to have tribal totem patterns carved on their arms.

The costumes of the people of the Northern Regions highlight everyone's beliefs, and there are all Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and ghosts, and they often show their identity in exquisite embroidery styles.

A shop along the street, the front entrance of the plaque is written with the words "Myancui Pavilion".

The store specializes in the sale of finished products from the Southern Regions.

Due to the high price of Myancui, there are few customers in the store.

As a customer walked out of the store, there was only one shopkeeper and two young men left in the shop.

The shopkeeper is wearing a tunic cut from gold silk brocade, and his body is round.

He didn't worry about his business, and sat relaxed on a wicker chair facing the door, holding a tea cup in one hand, watching the passers-by pass by the door.

"The business that is in a hurry is not a sale, it will not open in March, and it will be open for a year. The fat shopkeeper muttered to himself about his business scriptures, and then took a sip of the tea soup in his hand.

The fat shopkeeper was dressed in a gold silk satin coat, and exuded a gorgeous brilliance under the sunlight that came in at the door. And the emerald green wrench on his right thumb highlights his wealthy status.

After drinking enough tea, the fat shopkeeper simply closed his eyes and half-lay on the rattan chair and shook slightly. After a short time, I fell asleep slightly. The fat shopkeeper is rich and comfortable, like a golden toad who beckons wealth.

The two young men saw that the shopkeeper was drunk, and they did not bother. The two of them stood behind the counter to enjoy the leisure, and whispered a few words in secret.

"There is no business today, and most of the shopkeepers will close early. At the east end of this street, a new gambling house opened. Otherwise, let's go play two tricks. Said the tall man.

"I don't understand the things in the gambling house, but it's the same as the guessing stone in our Burmese Cui line, and we lose nine times out of ten. It's better to go to the "Listening to the Fragrance Building" to drink tea and listen to music. The short guy said.

"Listen to the music? Do you know what Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu is? I think your kid is obsessed with the Wutong girl who "listens to the Xianglou". Don't pay attention, the money you earn from working for three years is not enough to invite the Sycamore girl to a small drink, and you can't even touch the little finger of the Sycamore girl. The tall man scoffed.

The short guy turned red, and said a little clumsily: "You, what do you know? On that day, Miss Sycamore's eyes fell on me. ”

When the tall man heard this, he sneered, and then said, "Look you haven't seen a woman." Eighty percent of the sycamore girls swept their eyes over everyone, and they didn't stay on you for a moment. You are a poor man walking barefoot, and the hard work of making money gives flowers to the rich man in a sedan chair for nothing. ”

The short guy blushed to the base of his ears, "I, I'm at least satisfied." ”

......

There was no business in the shop, but the shopkeeper and the two guys were also leisurely.

And in the basement of this Burmese Pavilion, there is an unknown dark room.

In the dark room, two strange-looking middle-aged men sat opposite a square table with serious expressions.

One of them has a black spider web tattoo on the left side of his face, and the pupil of his left eye is in the center of the web. A left eye quietly turned, like a black spider weaving a web to hunt.

There is a person opposite, with a big square face and an ordinary face. But the surface of his right hand, which he placed on the table, was covered with short, thick dark green fluff. His fingers were spread out, like a big dark green spider

The spider is lying on the table, as if it is about to jump at any moment.

The man with cobwebs on his face said: "That guy from the golden-eyed leopard is dead, buried in an unknown woodland thirty miles away, and every head has been gnawed by a wild wolf. I added some dirt to it, and it was his place. ”

The black-clawed man said: "The golden-eyed leopard has always been cautious, and there are no enemies in this city. Have you found out? Who killed him?"

"As long as I want to know, there's nothing that I, the Night Tiger, can't find. A few days ago, the golden-eyed leopard and the Burmese Cuiyuan stone dealer named Black Dog had been trading guessing stones in the night market. The night before, they had cheated a teenager from the Southern Regions. But in the end, it was a young man in green from the Northern Regions who came into contact with them. Most of the people who killed the golden-eyed leopard were one of these two. The rough stone dealer Black Dog lost his trace, and he was not in this market, probably scared away. And the young man from the Southern Regions and the green-clothed boy from the Northern Regions are still in this city, as for the cultivation of these two people, they will not exceed the Yuan Soul Realm. Black hand wolf, should we go and slaughter these two people and avenge the golden-eyed leopard. The man who called himself the Night Tiger clenched his fists as he spoke.

"I told the golden-eyed leopard a long time ago that guessing stones is not a good deal, it can make someone else bankrupt, or it can take his own life. He guessed that the stone had been in existence for twenty years, and he was considered to have died. When the three of us were still in the "Spider Ghost Sect", we were brothers who were born and died together. Now that the golden-eyed leopard is dead, my heart is sad. As he spoke, the man known as the "black hand wolf" shed two lines of tears, and a whimpering and sobbing sound came out of his mouth.

The sound was a little weird, it was painful, but it was more like a wolf howl, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.

The guy who called himself the Night Tiger covered his ears with both hands: "Don't cry, you're crying so fucking ugly." If the soul of the golden-eyed leopard returns, it will be disgusted by your cry. ”

The black-handed wolf cried more and more. Fortunately, this darkroom is soundproofed, otherwise it would have scared people off the street.

The Night Tiger gave the black-handed wolf a fierce look, "The golden-eyed leopard is dead." But a few days before he died, he told me a secret about him. He told me that you haven't returned the fifty high-grade spirit stones he lent you, but you haven't returned them to him? ”

The black-handed wolf's cry stopped abruptly, his eyes fluttered, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Hahaha. The black-handed wolf burst out laughing, and the laughter was not very good.

"When you say that, I am very happy. As soon as the golden-eyed leopard died, it was equivalent to me earning fifty high-grade spirit stones. The black hand wolf's five green-haired fingers tapped happily on the surface of the table.

"Woo-woo-woo-", but the night tiger on the side suddenly burst into tears, tears like water bursting the embankment.

The black-handed wolf asked, "Are you so sad? Three years ago, your own brother was hacked to death, and I didn't see you shed a single tear." ”

"Just because I haven't reached the sad place. The Night Tiger covered his face with his hands and said.

The black-handed wolf widened his eyes and pointed at the Night Tiger with his finger, "You, you won't have any broken sleeves with the golden-eyed leopard, right? No wonder you have investigated the cause of death of the golden-eyed leopard so thoroughly. ”

Night Tiger's crying stopped, and he took his hand off his face, tears still there.

"Phew. Don't talk nonsense, you black-handed guy. Although I am not greedy for women, I am even less interested in men. ”

"Why is that?" the black-handed wolf was even more surprised.

"I'll tell you a secret. Night Tiger said mysteriously.

"Speak. "The black-handed wolf decisively punched his ear, and everyone wants to know about this kind of thing.

"I lent the Golden-Eyed Leopard fifty high-grade spirit stones before. Halfway through that, Night Tiger's tears fell again, "Woo——, he hasn't yet

There is a return to me. ”

"This?" the black-handed wolf blinked, "this is really a sad story, I sympathize with you. ”

"You say, should I kill those two people, if they hadn't killed the golden-eyed leopard, would my fifty high-grade spirit stones be gone?" said the Night Tiger viciously.

"The person who can easily kill the golden-eyed leopard is by no means a simple person. If you go on your own, there is a lot of risk. ”

"Let's go together. ”

"Why?"

"Because you owe the Golden-Eyed Leopard fifty high-grade spirit stones, and the Golden-eyed Leopard owes me fifty high-grade spirit stones. It's equivalent to you owe me fifty high-grade spirit stones. So, you're going to do me a favor. ”

"Let me think?" the Black Hand Wolf hesitated, "I can't kill those two people just yet." ”

"Why?"

"Have you forgotten our mission? Calculate the time, and the Shadow Lord will send someone here to deliver the goods in the next two days. If we delay our business, you and I will have to go underground to be the company of the golden-eyed leopard. ”

"What about my fifty high-grade spirit stones?"

"Even if I owe you, as long as I don't die, I will pay you back sooner or later. ”

"Words count. ”

"The wicked man is hard to chase. ”

Syllable!

The two simply high-fived.

......

On a remote street in Fang City, there are several shops under construction on both sides, and since they are not yet open, there is not a single person on the street.

A big-eyed boy from the Southern Regions was squatting alone on a street corner, clutching an inconspicuous lower grade spirit stone in his hand.

The lower grade spirit stone is only the size of a fingernail, warm and shiny.

The big-eyed young man muttered, "All the spirit stones brought from home have lost the guess stones, and there is only this small piece of low-grade spirit stones left, and nothing can be done." In a month's time, my grandmother's birthday will come, and I originally wanted to buy a high-quality Myancui as a gift for her old man. In recent years, the tribe has become more and more weakened, and in order to maintain the stability of the tribe, my grandmother sold her favorite green green jade, which was the dowry of her youth. ”

The big-eyed boy held the little spirit stone in front of his eyes, blinking a pair of big eyes, and his long eyelashes were as beautiful as a small fan.

The spirit stone refracts colorful light, like a dream.

"O great tribal god. If you can hear me, please give me a revelation. How can I exchange this small piece of low-grade spirit stone for a piece of high-grade Burmese Emerald?"

The sun is warm and silent.

The spirit stone is shiny and silent.

"Hey!" the big-eyed boy sighed, "My grandmother is right, if you want to get something, you can only rely on your own efforts, not ask for alms. ”

At this moment, the light in front of the big-eyed boy dimmed slightly. Through the lower grade spirit stone, I saw a touch of flying green.

Could it be that the spirit stone has turned into a green and emerald?

Has the god of the tribe appeared?

Wrong.

The big-eyed boy stood up from the ground.

On the ground in front of him, a green vine sprouted out of thin air.

Verdant and shining, like a treasure.

As soon as the green light flickered, the emerald green vine turned into a handsome young man in green.

The green-clothed boy smiled slightly, and the sunlight reflected a trace of golden light on his broken hair.

The green-clothed young man clasped his fists and saluted, "In Xia Xuyang." ”

The big-eyed young man was stunned for a moment, and then followed Xu Yang's example and hugged his fists and said, "I'm Mai Xiaoqi." ”