[The book continued from the above, and the last book said that Zhu San didn't ask Mu Qingming much more, so he settled his daughter-in-law, and took Mu Qingming and the three of them to Yangxian Slope to find the little thief. And the Grand Judge, who returned to the Immortal Dao stronghold, handed over the seven soul qi confiscated to Liu Yang. and mentioned that there was no other soul qi in the city, but he did not say that he did not investigate the things outside the city in detail, so that Liu Yang was invisibly misled and did not continue to find the whereabouts of other soul qi. It was brought out that Liu Yang completely believed in the chief judge and withdrew the surveillance of the chief judge. Mu Qingming was led by Zhu San, and finally met the little thief Zhang Xiaosheng. After Daoming came to the point, Zhang Xiaosheng actually sat on the ground and raised the price, and a soul qi asked for five oceans. 】

In the silent stone room, Liu Yang clapped his hands after pondering for a long time.

The applause echoed, and the door of the stone chamber slowly opened again. The fire burst into the room, and the darkness in the room immediately faded a lot.

The disciples guarding the door entered in response, stood in front of the stone case and saluted, "Sect Master, what do you command?" ”。

Liu Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Summoning the one-eyed dragon, he should be in his own stone room now." ”。

The cultist answered, and turned to leave.

After a while, he took the dwarf one-eyed dragon with him and turned back again. Liu Yang waved his hand and motioned for the gatekeepers to leave, leaving the dwarf one-eyed dragon alone.

"What's so unusual about the Grand Judge coming in?" Liu Yang asked this, picked up a small book from the stone case, and flipped through it.

It was the same book as the one across from him, the diminutive one-eyed dragon that had been presented a moment before the Grand Judge returned. The details on it are recorded in detail are the words and deeds of the Grand Judge.

"There is nothing out of the ordinary, the Grand Judge, as always, there is nothing different. The tasks you gave him were all completed on time and with all your heart. The one-eyed dragon stood with his hands behind his back, straight as a puff. After thinking about it for a while, he slowly replied: "In the past, if there was no task, I would not go out without permission, but just stay here with my fellow disciples and brothers, playing dice and drinking. Sometimes they push dominoes with us, and everything is normal. ”。

"Hmm." Liu Yang closed the booklet and threw it to the one-eyed dragon opposite: "You haven't been exposed, right?" ”。

The things recorded in that booklet were exactly the same as what the one-eyed dragon said, and there was no clue to it. At the same time, it also dispelled his suspicions about the Grand Judge.

"Of course not." The one-eyed dragon shook his head again and again, and replied with an oath.

"Okay, then your mission is over, and you don't have to monitor the Grand Judge in the future." Liu Yang leaned his back back, leaned back on the back of the chair, waved his hand when he closed his eyes slightly, and motioned for the one-eyed dragon to retreat: "Burn the booklet, don't leave any traces, lest the big judge be too careful." ”。

It's still so watertight when you think about it.

"Yes." The one-eyed dragon answered with the booklet in his hand, and turned to leave the cold and gloomy stone room of the sect leader......

It was cold in the Changshengdao stronghold, but it was a little hot on the Yangxian slope. Don't look at the dense shade on this hillside, but after being exposed to the scorching sun for a few hours, it is still not cool.

When Zhu San arrived at the door of the small courtyard, he was already sweating, and even Ah Hong and Jiaoyun were sweating profusely. However, Mu Qingming has a true Qi body, and the cold does not invade, but he doesn't sweat much. It's just a few drops of sweat oozing from his forehead and palms, and it's not to the point of sweating.

"Zhang Xiaosheng." Zhu San shouted, pushed open the courtyard door and went straight in.

This small courtyard is a little simple, but it is very ordinary. There is no difference between an ordinary, very ordinary farm yard. The low grass houses in the mountains are not unusual.

It's just that in Mu Qingming's eyes, this small courtyard was covered by a stream of jet-black corpse gas. And in the corpse aura emanating from the main room, there is also a little bit of restraining power.

It was exactly the same as the corpse qi he saw on Guanghua Street. It is also the same as the soul aura described by Hongyu, which is no different at all.

"Who? Noisy and yelling. Just when Zhu Sancai stood at the door of the main house, the front of the room opened. A young man in a short coat and holding a fan poked his head out from behind the door, and cursed in his mouth: "It's annoying! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu hacked you to death with an axe. ”。

"Father-in-law." The young man who had just finished scolding immediately saw that it was Zhu San, and the impatient look and angry look on his face immediately retreated. Instead, there was a smile that was kinder than the spring breeze.

Zhu San kept a straight face, scolded himself inexplicably, and asked the young man in a deep voice: "Who are you?" ”。

And Mu Qingming's gaze fell on the little peach man tied to the top of the red rope hanging around the young man's neck. Don't look at this peach man carved from peach tree stems dressed in colorful battle armor, with a majestic face, a martial posture, a golden war stalk, and a lifelike workmanship, with only one thumb length.

But the rich pure yang qi is emanating from it. Under the sun, on the face of this peach man with two eyebrows, there was a faint golden light flashing in the eyes of the ears.

"The peach man of the old yellow school, no wonder Hongyu can't even get close to him." Thinking like this, Mu Qingming stepped forward and stood side by side with Zhu San.

The Huang Lao School is a branch of Taoism and is also recognized as the root of Taoism. Based on the nature of the two phases, things follow it, and things move because of it, and the law of heaven and earth makes all things naturally the law, and it was also involved in the affairs of the imperial court and state affairs in the early Han Dynasty, occupying a dominant position.

It is rumored that this sect has a magical magic weapon, which is recorded in ancient books, and the Yellow Emperor is a great peach man who is a gift to drive it with time. It has a very strong effect on driving away ghosts and evil spirits, and it can also start on the day it is made, and it will continuously absorb the pure yang qi around it until this treasure is destroyed. Therefore, it has always been the most feared thing by the ghost clan.

The older the peach person, the more yang energy in the body is full.

Mu Qingming had seen this thing once in the vast Qinling Mountains, and today was the second time he had seen this thing. It was supposed to be a secret treasure of the Huang Lao School, how could it appear on the thieves who robbed the tomb for a living, Mu Qingming did not know.

"It turned out to be my father-in-law, I thought it was the one who bought the goods." At this moment, the young man was already smiling all over his face, and when he opened the door completely and wanted to invite Zhu San to the house, he glanced at Mu Qingming and asked, "Who is this?" ”。

"My good friend, that's what came to you." Zhu San naturally didn't bother with the young man, and after snorting, he beckoned Mu Qingming and them, and went straight to the house.

As soon as they entered the house, everyone smacked their tongues. Don't look from the outside, this small courtyard to the grass house is simple, but the furnishings in the house are magnificent.

The first thing that catches your eye is the Eight Immortals table with a marble tabletop, the legs and sides are finely carved, and there are a lot of auspicious patterns such as abduction dragons and relief carvings on the tooth plate. Although it is not an antique, it is not cheap to build such a table in the city of Kunming.

Ring around the Eight Immortals table is, the lower end of the backrest plate is embossed with Ruyi pattern, the Ruyi pattern is engraved with a carp jumping up in the waves, and the top of the backrest plate is carved with a flying dragon, and the Huanghuali wood circle chair with the allusion of the carp jumping over the dragon gate is taken.

Looking further to the two sides, two sandalwood Bogu shelves full of calligraphy, paintings, gold and silver divided the room into three rooms. The jewels on the shelves emanate from the jewels, making this room no longer shabby. The total price of these things alone is enough for the little thief to eat and drink spicy food without having to do anything for the rest of his life.

Even the teapot used to hold water on the table is also a purple sand tire red landscape figure holding pot in the Ming Dynasty. It's so luxurious that there's no sense of simplicity at all.

But who would have thought that on the top of a hill away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there would be so many treasures in this humble yard?

It can be seen that this kid has not harmed the tombs of princes and generals after he went it alone.

Mu Qingming took his disciples, and after Zhu San sat down, the little thief Zhang Xiaosheng poured tea for them and asked with a smile: "What does this little young master like?" I have porcelain from the Song Dynasty, calligraphy and paintings from the Ming and Qing dynasties. If you don't like it, the princess's gestures and jade pendants are everything. ”。

Zhang Xiaosheng, who said this, was always full of pride and pride on his face.

Perhaps because of the peculiarity of his profession and the education he received since childhood, he had no interest in digging graves and digging graves was such a thing as a detrimental thing.

On the contrary, they are not ashamed, but proud.

Of course, Mu Qingming is not here to be a messenger of justice to catch thieves, that is not his mission. So when he picked up the teacup and looked at the green tea soup in the cup, he smiled faintly and said, "I don't like the things you said." ”。

"I like a kind of nail, made of silver, with a lot of strange patterns on it." After speaking, Mu Qingming drank all the tea in the cup: "You stole it from a special bronze coffin." ”。

Zhu San on the side was inexplicably surprised. He is also an old thief in the tomb robbery industry, and although he washes his hands in a golden basin, he is still well-informed. If he wants to say that the treasure that came out of this tomb, he has seen the gilded descendants, but he has never seen it made of silver.

Not to mention a silver nail.

Who's going to have such a thing in a grave that can't be put on the table?

"You know I have it." After refilling Mu Qingming's water, Zhang Xiaosheng sat down. Erlang's legs were cocked, and the pride and pride on his face increased instead of decreasing.

"Yes, I also heard that you have sold seven, how much did you sell?" Mu Qingming nodded, and said straight to the point: "I am willing to buy all the remaining nails in your hands at your previous price." ”。

Zhang Xiaosheng didn't say anything, nor did he agree, but just turned his head to look at his stepfather, Zhu San.

"Xiaosheng, this young master has a good relationship with me, for the sake of my father-in-law's face, if you really have this kind of nail that he likes, sell it to him." Zhu San looked at him and said slowly.

But desperate to see that silver spike.

"Well, the father-in-law must be given face. And it seems that this young master also likes this thing, so I have to reluctantly cut my love. I used to sell it to others for one dollar, so be it......" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaosheng paused, and by the way, he raised his teacup and took a sip of tea.

After smashing it, he turned his head to look at Mu Qingming, revealing a cunning smile that only a profiteer can have. The black eyes also flickered, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"I'll tell you that I still have twenty-one of these nails in my hand, but they are scarce and expensive, and this may be the only twenty-one left. So it's a nail, and I want one for five oceans. Zhang Xiaosheng, who was smiling, said these words without hesitation.

He didn't think about why Mu Qingming had to have these nails at all, and he didn't think about how to get to know his stepfather Zhu San, and he could invite Zhu San to lead the way.

In Zhang Xiaosheng's eyes, what he saw was just a business that could make him rich. He had to find a way to raise the price, even if it was a bit of a fanciful statement.

How much did Soul Qi end up buying? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.