Hearing this, both the boy and the mustache were taken aback, and looked for the sound, only to see a hunter in dirty clothes coming up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hunter's clothes were stained with dust, but they were not very messy, and there were basically no damages, and although he was a little unkempt, his handsome face was impressive, especially the eyes were very dark and plain, but there seemed to be a kind of magic that could see through everything.

After a little silence, the mustache first recognized that this hunter was the person who came to his medicine hall not long ago to sell the demon pill, and for a while he couldn't figure out what this hunter was, so he snorted coldly, so that he didn't have any more words and deeds.

Zichen walked into the medicine hall, didn't bother to pay attention to the mustachioed shopkeeper, took a few steps forward, looked at the young man, and said again: "Little brother, is it okay?" ”

The hunter in front of him appeared a little abruptly, and he didn't know what the origin was, but he was the same hunter, so the young man nodded and handed the black hair fruit in his hand to Zichen.

The black hairy fruit looked like a round hairball, about the size of a human head, covered with black fluff, which was extremely strange. Zichen was a little expectant, and after taking it, he looked at it carefully, and then brushed aside the black fluff, revealing the black and purple skin underneath.

Seeing Zichen's careful appearance, the mustache couldn't help but snort coldly in his nose, sneering again and again, not believing that Zichen could find anything at all, and stood aside without saying a word to watch the excitement.

Zichen's attention was on the black hairy fruit, and after careful searching, he found a thin white hairy hairy in the black hair. He immediately twisted the white fluff with a slight finger, and suddenly the black-purple skin shrummed slightly, and the markings of a human face flashed away.

Seeing this small detail, the mustache was already dumbfounded, and looked at Zichen in disbelief.

And Zichen didn't notice the change in the expression of the mustache at all, he was only surprised in his heart, and nodded slightly, he really didn't expect to meet the cherished "human face fruit" here.

This face fruit is also known as "human head fruit", or "human face fruit", because when stimulated, the epidermis will show the shape of a human face.

It's just that this human face fruit is almost exactly the same as the common "black hair fruit" in terms of shape and other aspects. And the black hairy fruit is indeed a garbage herb, and the juice has a strong stench, except for the occasional use to dispel demon beasts with particularly sensitive noses, it is basically useless in other aspects.

Although the face fruit is cherished, it is not very useful in ordinary times, so there are very few people who really master the identification technique.

Because of this, when the mustache saw Zichen carefully identifying the human face fruit without measuring his own strength, he sneered and disdainful, thinking that Zichen could not identify it at all, but he was just pretending. But Zichen used a familiar technique to identify this human face fruit, which made the mustache stunned.

The mustache naturally didn't know that Zichen's medicinal dao level had reached a height that he couldn't reach in several lifetimes, and he didn't know that this human face fruit was very useful in Zichen's hands.

Zichen was happy to meet the cherished human face fruit here, and while handing the human face fruit to the young man, he said to the young man sincerely: "Little brother, this is not a black hair fruit, but a human face fruit, and its value is at least ten times that of the black hair fruit. ”

When the young man heard this, he was stunned and looked at the black hairy fruit in his hand in disbelief. And then, he was furious.

"Black-hearted Hu, ** really black-hearted! Even if I throw away my things, I won't sell them to you again! ”

The boy roared in rage.

And because the mustache was exposed to his black conscience, his face was blue and black, and he couldn't say anything under the loss.

The young man scolded angrily for a while, and thanked Zichen: "Big brother, thanks to your reminder this time, otherwise I will be hacked by Blackheart Hu again!" Big brother, let's go, leave this black shop, I invite you to drink! ”

The young man was quite bold, and without waiting for Zichen to respond, he enthusiastically grabbed Zichen's arm and strode towards the outside of the medicine hall.

Looking at the back of the young man and Zichen striding away, the mustache's face turned pale with anger, but there were bursts of coldness and viciousness in his eyes, grinding his teeth and scolding in a low voice: "Two little cubs who don't know whether they are dead or alive!" ”

Some of the guys next to him happened to hear it, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks, and looked at the backs of the boy and Zichen sympathetically, knowing that they were going to be unlucky.

……

"This black-hearted beard has always been black-hearted in business, and if the goose is plucked, he will shave out three taels of meat even if it is an iron rooster! It's not a thing! ”

Out of the Dingsheng Medicine Hall, walking all the way, the young man was still angry, mercilessly revealing the bottom of the mustache.

Zichen was very puzzled and asked, "In that case, why do you still sell things in his medicine hall?" ”

The young man couldn't help but sigh, and said helplessly: "Big brother doesn't know yet, this black-hearted Hu has hooked up with the Yellow Tiger Gang all these years, bullied us low-level hunters who have no strength and no power, and basically monopolized the acquisition of scattered medicinal materials in Black Rock City. The other medicine halls are also afraid of the Black-Hearted Hu and the Yellow Tiger Gang, except for some big forces, or powerful hunting teams, they basically don't dare to accept the things of us low-level hunters......"

Zichen listened, nodded slightly, and finally understood why after leaving the Dingsheng Medicine Hall, he took the demon pill to the nearby medicine hall, but he ran into walls everywhere.

The young man smiled bitterly, and said: "The current world is like this, if you don't have strength, you can only be angry, we low-level hunters don't want to sell medicinal materials to Black-Hearted Hu, but we have no other choice at all, and we can only be squeezed by his Black-hearted Heart again and again...... This time, if it weren't for the fact that the black-hearted Hu was too black, I might have reluctantly sold him the human face fruit......"

Zichen nodded and said, "Little brother, if you can, you can sell me this human face fruit." I don't have any cash on me right now, but if you want, I can exchange it for ten low-level demon pills with you. ”

As soon as Zichen's words came out, the young man's footsteps paused, and he looked at Zichen dumbfounded, unable to believe his ears.

You must know that although the face fruit is cherished, the real value is not so high because the use is too small; And a low-level demon pill has a market price of about one hundred silver dollars, and ten low-level demon pills are worth ten gold dollars. Ten gold dollars is enough for a family of four to live for a month, which is more than the value of the human face fruit.

"Big ...... Big brother, did you really exchange ten low-level demon pills? ”

The young man's mouth and eyes opened wide, still unable to believe Zichen's words.

Zichen smiled slightly, took out ten demon pills directly from his backpack, handed them to the young man, and said, "They are all low-level demon pills of good quality, you can check them." ”

The young man's palm trembled slightly and took over the ten demon pills, but he saw that each one was close to the size of a dragon's eye, the surface was quite delicate and smooth, and the quality was really not bad.