Chapter 16: Thinking Too Much
"Little fat man, is my junior brother's identity easy to use?"
The small print on the note is ordinary, and it is completely impossible to deduce what kind of person is writing through the handwriting......
And there is a pattern of a smiling face drawn on the back......
The little fat man was holding the note, his arms were shaking, and his face was almost green.
Master, this time I met a real expert, this work is simply not leaky, the note written, the words are so ugly, any one pulled out on the street can be written like this, there is no rhyme, no character.
Looking at people by words, I can't even imagine what kind of person the other party is.
And the smiling face pattern behind this is simply creepy.
Putting away the note, and then looking at the cloth bag in his hand, the little fat man's face was even more solemn.
He knew this cloth bag, it was the kind of ordinary coarse cloth bag, and here, only in the small shop that received black goods at the back, because it was not distinctive, no one would pay attention to it if it was thrown on the side of the road......
Thinking of this, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed on the little fat man's face.
Yes, it must be the disguised guy before, it's him, I said why I feel like he gave me a sense of déjà vu, it turns out that he has been following me, and he came to see me today, and even speculated my route, and came here before me, so that I wouldn't guess that he was following me!
That's it, how could an ordinary person sell one hundred and twenty-eight low-level storage bags in one go, this is the senior brother of the dead ghost thief, it's him!
On weekdays, I still think that I am a peerless genius in this industry, and the younger generation is unmatched, but I didn't expect to be followed for so long this time, and I didn't realize it, just a little déjà vu......
I'm afraid that I've been walked through in front of people many times like today......
When the little fat man thought of this, the whole person was a little bad, as if he had been stripped naked and seen through, and all the secrets were so exposed under the other party's noses, and there was no hiding at all.
For a person like him, to this point means that he is dead.
The little fat man held the cloth bag and stood at the mouth of the alley, his face turned blue and white, and after a moment of change, he gritted his teeth.
"Death is death, since this person is willing to take the initiative to show up, he must be trying to lead me over!
After whispering a few words to himself, the little fat man took a deep breath and strode out, tracking the traces left by Qin Yang.
In just half an hour, the little fat man tracked down Qin Yang's figure, and when he saw Qin Yang actually walk into the branch of Wanyong Firm, the little fat man couldn't help but be stunned......
After squatting outside and peeping for a long time, the little fat man couldn't help but feel like a mountain was standing up......
This is the supreme realm of being a thief, there is no concealment at all, not only is it the Wanyong business that costs the most in Qinglin City, but also the money is spent without blinking an eye, how long has it been, and it has been spent at least three hundred and three spirit stones......
Even the shopkeeper of this branch was alarmed, and specially sent someone to give one-on-one guidance to shop, three hundred and three spirits, that is thirty-one spirit stones!
When a thief reaches this realm, even if Wanyong Firm is stolen now, he will never be suspicious of him, which is really high.
The little fat man squatted outside and peeped, his heart fluctuated, he felt like he had been reborn, and for the first time he found that he could still be like this when he was a thief.
Just thinking about it, he saw Qin Yang walking out of the branch of Wanyong Firm, his face sinking like water, and he walked straight down the road.
The little fat man's eyes flickered, and he seemed to find that Qin Yang glanced at him calmly, and there was a chance that he had been discovered......
However, in reality, this is not the case......
Qin Yang really didn't find the little fat man this time, it wasn't that his face was calm, but that his heart was dripping blood.
More than three hundred three spirits, just spent it like this, and earned two before and after, adding up to less than six hundred and three spirits, and half of it was spent at one time, can you not feel distressed.
As for why he came to Wanyong Firm, he was also forced to have no choice, in other places, the quality of the pills was uneven, and sometimes there would be mixed waste pills in it, not to mention the magic weapons, there were few varieties, the price was high, and the quality was not guaranteed.
There is really no way, you can only come to Wanyong Firm to buy, here the quality of the pill is complete, in addition to the Qi Nourishing Pill taken during the Qi Nourishing Period, there is also a better Huang Ya Dan, only Wan Yong Merchant is sold in the whole city, a bottle of Huang Ya Dan is forty three-grade spirit stones, an expensive batch.
As for the magic weapons, the low-level magic weapons themselves can't look down on, the starting price of the intermediate magic weapons is one hundred and three spirits, and the slightly good ones are three or four hundred and three spirits, and they can't afford it......
In the end, I could only buy five bottles of Yellow Bud Pill, plus a bunch of the best materials for making talismans.
As for why the shopkeeper inside is so enthusiastic, it is purely because he is a real talisman master, it is said that it is because the talisman master Keqing, who is in charge of Wanyong Firm, hung up a few days ago......
They're worried about the supply right now......
After all, if you are willing to buy so many of the best materials, you are definitely not the kind of talisman master who just knows how to make talismans.
Qin Yang took a bunch of materials, went around, and returned to the small courtyard of "Little Brother Wang", and was preparing to make some talismans, and then make some of the newly learned ink urns in case of emergency......
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Yang opened the door and saw that it was the kind little fat man he had seen before.
"Big brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't use your junior brother's name, you spare me, I have been longing for the master for a long time, and I have long wanted to get started, but I can't find the location of the mountain gate, I am really confused for a while......"
The little fat man came up and grabbed white, Qin Yang was stunned, what was the situation?
Thinking about it, the thief buried before really has a master behind it? No wonder I didn't think it was simple before.
"Come in and talk about it. Qin Yang was silent, his face was expressionless, but he suddenly had an idea in his heart......
After the little fat man came in, he took the little fat man to the side room.
There was a big lock hanging on the door, Qin Yang reached out and brushed it on the lock, and then grabbed it gently, the lock suddenly opened by itself, and casually threw the lock aside, Qin Yang stepped in.
A hint of clarity flashed on the face of the little fat man who followed behind.
"I've always heard that the rules of the master, all locks are without keys, but I didn't expect it to be true, senior brother, your hand should be the legendary white horse hand, it's really like a white horse passing through the gap, fleeting, amazing. ”
Qin Yang's face did not change, and after walking to this hut, he opened the fire inlet under the fire kang, shook his body, and looked like he had no bones, his body plummeted by half, and he went directly into the hole that was only one foot wide.
The little fat man behind him lit up his eyes and followed in.
After the two entered, the little fat man found that there was an underground space about the size of the courtyard above, with everything in it, but the exit was only one foot wide.
"Big brother, my name is Zhang Zhengyi......" The little fat man opened his mouth to introduce himself, but Qin Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and then sat on the chair by himself, holding a teacup, and looked at Zhang Zhengyi lightly.
"Let's talk about it first, last night, it was you who was in the Three Mountains Gang, right?