Zhao Yanbo carried a lot of things, full of local tyrants into the city, and along the way, everyone looked sideways, not knowing whose child was so rampant.

After all, at that time, a hundred yuan was still a large amount, especially in the countryside, and it was not possible to take it out at will.

"Do you buy books?"

When he walked to the middle of East Street, a bookstall appeared in front of Zhao Yanjing, which was basically full of martial arts books, and a few of them were fantasy; at that time, this was a scarce thing.

Zhao Yanjing looked at the stall owner, an old man in his fifties and sixties, but his expression was calm, his eyes were introverted, and he seemed to be able to see through some of people's behavior.

Zhao Yanbo is holding so many things, but he is wearing ordinary clothes, and anyone with a little eyesight can see that he is a child who stole money and came out to get away.

It's best to deceive such a child, you can fool in a few words, no matter how little you say, don't you get ten dollars?

It's just that Zhao Yanbo is not interested in books, and the Five Elements Fist handed over to him by Zhao Yanjing is much stronger than these fantasy things; and recently, he really doesn't have time; he can't play on game consoles, so how can he have time to read books.

"The book I want is not ordinary, the price is not a problem, do you have it?"

Zhao Yanjing spoke very vaguely, but he was also very straightforward; almost everyone who sells books will hide some good books, and will only sell them to some knowledgeable people, and the price is naturally needless to say.

The old man understood what Zhao Yanjing meant as soon as he heard it, and showed a look that you understand, especially Zhao Yanjing's sentence that money is not a problem, which made him smile.

Cautiously, he took out an oiled paper bag from under the bench, and when he opened it, there were three books inside, which looked very old, the pages were broken, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"Your book is rotten like this, can you still read it?"

Zhao Yanbo was playing the game, his face was full of indifference, and when he heard his words, the old man didn't have any anger, just smiled.

It's really not good to sell books, but if you sell ancient books, it's a different matter; if you take out an ancient book with a clean and neat cover, it is estimated that the person who sells books is a fool.

The three books were released one by one, and Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but show surprise, these three books were actually missing by himself.

Five Elements Feng Shui, Miscellaneous Muscles and Pulses, Wuji Dao.

As you can hear from the name, the Five Elements Feng Shui is about Feng Shui, and the miscellaneous science of the muscles and veins is related to the muscles and veins, and as for the Wuji Dao, it should be similar to the metaphysics of ghost hunting.

It is impossible for Zhao Yanjing to buy it directly because of the problem of appearance, he picked up the muscles and veins and miscellaneous studies, and directly turned it over to see it.

The first page is a picture of the human body's muscles and veins, and Zhao Yanjing is dazzled when he sees it; fortunately, he has a little foundation, otherwise he really can't understand it.

I have to say that the above introduction of the tendons and veins is very detailed, that is, the acupoints, which are also very clear.

Some extremely obscure acupoints are also introduced, and the related functions of acupoints are clearly written.

Another book of Five Elements Feng Shui, Zhao Yanjing also took it and read it, but he had read this book before, and it seemed that the old Taoist priest also had one.

But when he turned to the middle, he was stunned, because half of the middle part of the book was missing, but it was the same as the one he read.

This situation made Zhao Yanjing look incredulous, could it be that the old Taoist priest's Five Elements Feng Shui technique was obtained from here.

But if that's the case, why didn't he take the other muscles and veins and Wuji Dao techniques into his pocket?

I remember that at that time, the old Taoist priest commented on this Five Elements Feng Shui, saying that it could be ranked in the top five in the Feng Shui book, especially the missing half of the page, I am afraid that it hides a big secret.

However, according to the old Taoist priest, this feng shui technique is just a small technique, and compared to Taoism, it is far from the same.

Putting down the Five Elements Feng Shui Technique, Zhao Yanjing picked up the book of Wuji Dao Technique, and turned the first page, which was actually like a catalog-like introduction.

There are thousands of Taoist techniques, and there are four total scores: alchemy, refining, talismans, and formations.

Alchemy, earth fire, yin and fire help each other, become a Dan fragrance, strong food qi, and the best shortcut to cultivation.

Refining, earth, fire, yin and fire help each other, increase the strongest external force, fly to the sky, and the best shortcut to defense.

Talismans, help each other with qi and blood, and attack quickly when the time is shortened.

Formation, gems help each other, infinite power, invincible formation, and no time for defense.

Zhao Yanjing can roughly see what these four sentences mean; but no matter how specific they are, he doesn't know; as for the fire and yin fire of the earth, he doesn't know what it is.

When I opened the second page, it was actually a kind of Qi and Blood Pill pill, but it was just a simple blend, and it had nothing to do with the eight poles of alchemy.

Despite this, what is needed here is also a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, a hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum; these things are definitely not artificially grown; it is difficult to find one, let alone make up three.

After turning over a page of alchemy, it is a refining weapon; the result is that there is only one so-called magic weapon, called the Yin Soul Flag; the clothes that accompany the corpse for more than a thousand years must be silk, black, and well preserved; and the corpse is not decomposed, and the age must be less than eighteen.

After obtaining the clothes, cut out a piece of triangular cloth, whichever is in the middle, put the corpse and other clothes around the triangular cloth and burn it, and finally in the elephant cemetery, find an ivory, black, and make a flagpole, and after connecting them together, kill ninety-nine lewd women, sprinkle the blood on the Yin Soul Flag, and burn the corpses around the Yin Soul Flag, and finally drip the blood of your heart on the flagpole, and then refine it into the Yin Soul Flag.

Zhao Yanjing just read it once, and then turned it over directly, he wouldn't do such a vicious thing.

However, the latter talisman, that is an eye-opener for Zhao Yanjing, this talisman is learned, you need to learn spells, fireball techniques, stealth techniques, wind techniques, lightning strike techniques, earth thorn techniques, heavenly eye techniques, water balloon techniques, ice sealing techniques, etc., and the mess directly accounts for most of the Wuji Dao techniques, but the final formation, Zhao Yanjing didn't see a word.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, he is going to decide on these three books; even if he doesn't learn it himself, he can give it to his younger brother Zhao Yanbo, and it is definitely good to master one more ability in these years.

"Boss, these three books are good, how much is it. ”

"All three of my books are extraordinary, and they are only sold to people who know the goods. ”

The stall owner looked unfathomable and put a score, but Zhao Yanjing didn't care about it, if the stall owner was really a master outside the world, there would be no need for this.

A real outsider is a master of the world, and doing things completely according to his mood, and selling is a complete loss of face.

"I'll have three hundred dollars here, and I'll give you another hundred, for a total of four hundred. ”

"My brother, give him the hundred dollars. ”

While speaking, Zhao Yanjing took out 300 yuan, and Zhao Yanbo took out his 100 yuan despite the reluctance on his face; that reluctant look made Zhao Yanjing laugh.

Four hundred yuan, the stall owner suddenly flashed with excitement, but in an instant he changed to a hesitant look, and said with some embarrassment:

"Little brother doesn't know, someone has already bid 500 yuan for my three books, but I don't think it has anything to do with him, so I didn't make a deal. ”

"Little brother..."

"It looks like we don't have a chance, so forget it!"

Zhao Yanjing looked indifferent, turned around and was about to leave, but when the stall owner saw it, he stood up and said with a smile:

"Little brother, I hit it off with you at first sight, it was quite fateful, four hundred yuan is four hundred yuan, I suffered a loss, and the deal was made. ”

The stall owner said and handed the three books to Zhao Yanjing, who took them unceremoniously, and then handed over the four hundred yuan.

The stall owner directly grabbed four hundred yuan and put it in his pocket, and before he could speak, Zhao Yanjing continued:

"I'll come back in a few days, and you'll have all the good books ready, and as long as you're on the same level as these books, the price will definitely satisfy you." ”

"Well, I'll go check out the other friends, but don't get your hopes up, these books are very rare in the first place. ”

"Okay. ”

Seeing Zhao Yanjing leave, the stall owner immediately smiled; he received three books for a few yuan, and he actually sold them directly for four hundred, but this income is definitely not low.

It's just that it's hard to put away these books; after all, many people like ancient books these days, and the price has increased a lot; if it weren't for the fact that his books are more out of the way, the price could have doubled several times.

"Boss, I saw those three books a few days ago, I brought them for 500 yuan, and the books were given to me. ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man with crepe came over, took out 500 yuan, and handed it directly to the stall owner.

Suddenly, the stall owner's face was ugly, and when he looked around again, he couldn't find Zhao Yanjing's figure at all.

The middle-aged man looked at the open oiled paper bag, and immediately showed a look of understanding; he put away the five hundred yuan, and turned around and left; looking at it, he didn't even mean to ask.

The direction in which the middle-aged man went was the direction in which Zhao Yanjing left, and it seemed that he wanted to buy the three books back.

After a burst of pain on the other side, the red hair immediately ran to the nearby Chu Street to find a group of brothers, each of whom was fierce and vicious, covered with tattoos, and had a bulging bag around his waist, so he didn't need to think about it to know that it was a controlled knife.

", dare to beat me, two little hairy boys, don't let me find you, after I find you, I must make your life worse than death. ”

The red hairs were violent, and all the people they met along the way retreated; at this time, the management of the city was not strict, and it was not time to crack down.

Therefore, the gangsters often gather together to make trouble, but because there are too many things, if there is no big incident, the police rarely take care of it, so usually the common people avoid it when they encounter it.

Dongdajie is not big, it is a mile away from beginning to end, so Hongmao walked all the way and quickly found Zhao Yanjing, and at this time in front of Zhao Yanjing, a middle-aged man stopped them, stared at the three books in his hand, and said with a calm face:

"Kid, I want to buy the book in your hand, I have 500 yuan here, can you sell it to me?"