Clear antique market.

The largest antique market in Yanlong City, located in the west of Yanlong City.

Heading west along the main traffic road is an easy spot for the area full of small vendors and antique shops. This area is huge, covering an area of several kilometers, with no fixed boundaries, leaving only three gates.

The cold front arrived at the west gate.

Standing in front of the gate of the Qingxi Antique Market, I was dazzled by the small vendors in front of me.

Small vendors occupy most of the antique market because they can be placed everywhere. Especially near the gate, which is the best location, and the small vendors have long been occupied. The antique shops are scattered in the center of the antique market.

Along the road left between the small vendors, Leng Feng looked curiously at the antiques on the various stalls.

Antiques come in all shapes and sizes, but they are all full of antiquity. However, most of the historical traces on the antiques are deliberately imitated, that is, fakes. Although it is a fake, it is extremely difficult to distinguish, at least Leng Feng looked confused.

Fortunately, Leng Feng has Xiao Hei who can sense the aura of evil spirits, and no matter how bad it is, there is still a system available, and it is not as troublesome to find as imagined.

While walking, Leng Feng pretended to pick up the antique and asked the price. Xiao Hei didn't give a hint, and then pretended to be dissatisfied, shook his head and put it down.

I went all the way like this, and I didn't get anything.

When Leng Feng was a little impatient, he suddenly felt Xiao Hei faintly show a desire, like a human thirst for air.

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you?" Leng Feng asked curiously.

"I don't know. Xiao Hei shook his head, and continued, "It seems that something over there is attracting me." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Hei pointed in a direction.

Leng Feng didn't hesitate, bypassed the dense small vendors, and walked quickly in the direction of Little Black Finger.

As he continued to move in that direction, Blackie's desire grew stronger and stronger.

According to Xiao Hei's guidance, Leng Feng turned around and finally came to the door of an antique shop. A few bluestone steps in front of the door, two lacquered mahogany on the top of the eaves are supported high, the walls of the house are all made of green bricks, clean and tidy, two fir doors have already been opened, and there is a plaque on the head, engraved with a few strong big characters, Ziyunxuan.

This object has a sense of age, and this hand is more reliable than those small vendors.

Leng Feng raised his foot and was about to go in, but Xiao Hei in his sleeve hurriedly bit Leng Feng.

Leng Feng, who was in pain this time, stumbled, and then said angrily,

"Xiao Hei, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Leng Feng's anger, Xiao Hei hurriedly explained,

"What attracts me is no longer in the Ziyun Xuan, but in the old man next to me. ”

Hearing Xiao Hei's transmission, Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, looked down, and found that an old man in ragged clothes was squatting on the bluestone steps, leaning on the blue brick wall and holding a pitch-black wine jug and falling asleep.

Leng Feng couldn't help but look at the old man carefully. Although his clothes are ragged, his face is bright, not like a weathered old man, but like a long-time head in a high position. And the pitch-black flask is also extraordinary, the surface is black and shiny, and if you look closely, you can find that it is carved with unknown patterns, which are profound and complex.

After a careful look, the old man woke up on his own.

Unexpectedly, the old man woke up so quickly, Leng Feng hurriedly bowed slightly, and said politely,

"Hello grandpa!"

At the same time, he said to Xiao Hei,

"Xiao Hei, what attracts you?"

Xiao Hei also looked at the old man carefully, shook his head and said,

"I don't know, I can only know about the old man. ”

Leng Feng couldn't help it, he just wanted to talk to the old man, and then find a way to get out of that thing.

But the old man, with a meaningful smile, spoke,

"It's not good for a young man to trap an old man's things. ”

Leng Feng's open mouth suddenly stopped, and the look of surprise slowly crawled to his face, and then reacted, hurriedly adjusted, smiled awkwardly, to hide his surprise, and said at the same time,

"What are you talking about, old man, I don't understand. ”

"Haha, don't pretend, old man, I heard what you and your little spirit pet said. The old man took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

At this time, Leng Feng's face completely changed.

The transmission between him and Xiao Hei is through the soul, it is a forbidden realm, no matter how powerful the war beast master is, he does not have the ability to hear the transmission. Who is this old man in front of him?

The old man ignored Leng Feng's surprise and drank the wine by himself. After a while, there was no sound in the flask. The old man shook the flask, then looked at Leng Feng,

"Boy, I don't have time to go around the bush with you, if you want to get that, just give me a jug of wine. ”

As he spoke, the old man pointed to his flask.

Leng Feng regained his expression and said suspiciously,

"Grandpa, I don't know where to buy this wine?"

Xiao Hei in his sleeve faintly felt that something was wrong, and just wanted to remind Leng Feng, but the old man spoke.

"This wine of mine is no ordinary wine, it needs the blood of the god of war to make it. The old man said with a smile, but the words of the blood of the god of war accentuated his tone.

Leng Feng understood the old man's purpose, thought for a while, and then raised his arm to prepare to bleed.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei hurriedly wrapped his arms around Leng Feng's arm and whispered,

"Leng Feng doesn't have to do this for me, this old man is very suspicious, I'm afraid he will harm you. ”

Leng Feng smiled and looked directly at the old man, this time he didn't use the transmission, and said directly to Xiao Hei,

"With this ability to listen to the sound of transmission, the old man is also a powerful person, why bother so much if he wants to harm me, and the old man has a kind face, I believe that the old man is not the kind of evil thing that will use other people's blood to harm people, right, old man?"

The last sentence is an inquiry to the old man.

"You kid, although you are talking to that spirit pet, you are pointing at me openly and secretly. The old man laughed, and then promised, "I will never harm you." Kid, let's bleed. ”

"Okay. Leng Feng no longer hesitated, took out a knife and cut his middle finger. The other four fingers curled, leaving only the middle finger in front of the old man, squeezing the wound hard.

The old man took out the wine jug and steadily caught Leng Feng's blood.

Because he didn't wake up, Leng Feng's blood was no different from that of ordinary people.

After a while, the old man waved his hand at Leng Feng.

Leng Feng also stopped moving.

The old man then sniffed the pot and took out a bead with satisfaction and put it on Leng Feng's hand.

Leng Feng stared down, this was a dark bead, and if you looked closely, you would find that there was a vortex inside the bead that was constantly rotating, and the aura around the bead was constantly being devoured.

And the little black in the sleeve also slipped out, and when he saw the beads, the little snake eyes were full of strong desire.

After looking at it for a while, Leng Feng didn't know how to use it.

So he looked down at the old man, but found that the old man was long gone.

Strangely, Xiao Hei excitedly said,

"Leng Feng, give me this bead. ”

"Okay, I was supposed to prepare ...... for you. ”

Before he finished speaking, the little black snake's tail flicked, and the black beads directly entered Xiao Hei's mouth.