Jiang Shaoren took Su Yi towards the entrance of the cave, walked down the steps to the end, and what caught his eye was a long tunnel with electric lights installed on both sides of the tunnel.

"This was a large air-raid shelter earlier, but then it was abandoned, and then it was used by the soul masters as a place to trade spiritual materials, also called Tonglingfang City. The market sells all kinds of spiritual materials, such as special yellow paper, cinnabar, and spiritual pens. Jiang Shaoren explained.

After walking for about five minutes, there was a door on the left, and the moment Jiang Shaoren pushed the door open, a noisy sound poured into Su Yi's ears, making him feel as if he was in a farmer's market, with stalls and shopfronts. Su Yi looked at the scene in front of him a little stunned.

"Take a look, take a look, and don't miss it when you pass by!"

"The best spirit sandalwood, the best spirit pen made of cow eyelashes, come and take a look!"

"The magic weapon produced by the Heavenly Master's Mansion is the only one!"

“。。。”

All kinds of sounds fill the whole market, and the cries of selling are endless!

"Let's go, boy, what are you looking at stupidly! This place is not visible to those who are not spiritual, and no movement can be heard outside. Jiang Shaoren stood in the distance and looked back at Su Yi who was stagnant and said.

Jiang Shaoren took Su Yi to the door of a shop, and the plaque of the shop read, 'Huang Ji Lingcai Wholesale'. A middle-aged man came out of the shop and said with a smile: "Yo, Master Jiang, you are a rare customer, how can you have time to visit our store today, it really makes the small shop shine!" ”

Jiang Shaoren waved his hand and said, "Okay, Lao Huang, don't give me poverty here, I came to you today to buy some spiritual materials for drawing talismans." ”

"Eh, you say, you want to buy something, I'll bring it to you!"

"1,000 pieces of yellow paper, 20 catties of cinnabar, well, get me another spirit pen, the spirit pen should be of the highest quality, don't take an ordinary goods to perfunctory me!"

"Okay, you wait here for a while, I'll pack it for you!"

After a while, Lao Huang walked out of the shop, holding a black cylinder bag in his right hand and a long wooden box in his left hand. Approaching, raised his left hand, handed over the wooden box and said: "Yellow paper and cinnabar are in your bag, this is the spirit pen, you inspect the goods!" ”

Jiang Shaoren took the wooden box, opened the lid and took out the spirit pen inside, took it in his hand and carefully studied it and said: "I'm afraid that the spirit sandalwood used for the pen is seventy or eighty years old, if I'm not mistaken, this head should be the eyelashes of Qinchuan Niu!" ”

"You are really good eyesight, this is indeed the tip of Qin Chuanniu's eyelashes, Master Jiang's eyes are like torches!" Lao Huang said with a smile.

"Okay, don't hold me here, let's say, how much is it together?"

Lao Huang arched his hand and said with a smile: "Thanks to your patronage, we will be 140,000 together!" ”

Jiang Shaoren raised his eyebrows when he heard this, glanced at Lao Huang and said, "What's the matter, the price of yellow paper cinnabar has risen recently?" ”

"No, no, this yellow paper cinnabar is 20,000 yuan, all of which are given to you at cost price, and the price of the spirit pen is 100,000."

Lao Huang Lian waved his hand and explained.

"That's it, I'll give you a whole number, the spirit pen counts eighty thousand, how about one hundred thousand!"

Lao Huang immediately put on a bitter gourd face and said: "Ouch, my Uncle Jiang, I am a small business, the price I took back this spiritual pen is very high, you are a counteroffer, I am about to lose money, besides, you are strong, and you are also a man of the hour in the circle, don't be embarrassed for me, a small trader!" ”

"Okay, okay, don't give me this crying poor, how much money do you have, I Jiang Shaoren still knows something, and besides, the price I gave, you still have to earn, don't say much, it's decided!"

After some negotiations, Lao Huang finally nodded helplessly, and accepted Jiang Shaoren's price.

In the following time, Jiang Shaoren took Su Yi and began to wander around the market, and occasionally introduced some spiritual artifacts to Su Yi, these new things made Su Yi excited, but the price of these new things also made him secretly smack his tongue.

The price of a soul talisman can be sold for 100 yuan, and the price of a peachwood sword is as high as 100,000, no wonder the price of each commission of the master is so expensive, and it seems that the consumption in the circle of the soul master is also outrageously high.

However, what Su Yi didn't know was that the price of the commission received by the general soul master was actually not too expensive, and a large part of the reason why Jiang Shaoren asked for such a high price was because of his own strength. As long as it is the commission that he Jiang Shaoren takes, he has never missed!

While strolling around, Su Yi also found that most of the people in this city knew Jiang Shaoren, and some of them had a slight look of respect and fear in their eyes, which also surprised Su Yi, it seems that the master seems to have a real status in the circle!

Just when the shopping was in full swing, Jiang Shaoren answered a phone call, which made the master and apprentice have to end their plan to visit the market in advance.

When he returned to the spirit rune store, Liu Yongde was already waiting at the door early.

Liu Yongde, who was sitting on the sofa, looked worried, and Su Yi poured him a cup of cold white water.

Jiang Shaoren glanced at Liu Yongde and asked directly: "What's wrong, I'm in such a hurry to come back!" ”

On the other hand, Liu Yongde was a little hesitant at this time.

"If you have something, just say it, don't talk about it!"

Hearing this, Liu Yongde's face was certain, and he slowly spoke.

It all started at midnight a few days ago.

The suburbs of the magic capital, Yangshan Police Station. Just after twelve o'clock in the morning, a screeching telephone rang. Xiao Wang, a police officer on duty, put down the instant noodles in his hand, quickly picked up the phone and said, "This is the Yangshan Police Station, do you need help with anything?" ”

However, when Xiao Wang finished saying this, there was no sound on the other end of the phone!

"Hello? Feed? Is anyone listening? ”

Xiao Wang kept confirming repeatedly, there was no movement on the other end of the phone, and then there was a busy phone sound of "doodoo", obviously the other party hung up the phone directly!

Xiao Wang shook his head with some confusion, wrote this phone record on the notebook next to him, and then continued to eat the instant noodles.

The next night, it was twelve o'clock in the morning, and the same shrill phone rang, but it was not Xiao Wang who was on duty today. There was also no one on the phone, and the police officer on duty had to write down this phone record!

In the next few days, in the Yangshan police station, this strange phone call would appear at twelve o'clock at midnight, until one time, when a police officer accidentally looked through the phone records, he found this strange situation, and then two police officers were dispatched to Yangshan Village to investigate the situation!