Jiujie Hutong is a narrow commercial street on the ninth street of Hongjing base, there are no exquisite shops on the street, there are only street stalls and various entertainment venues with bright lights, that is, the black street in the eyes of the residents of the base.

The alleys are very narrow, and there are powerful mercenaries in high-end combat uniforms, as well as some ordinary people in ragged clothes, and the street stalls on the street are a small part of street food such as candy mills, and most of them are veritable street stalls - stalls with a piece of cloth on the ground.

After the revival of the aura, many strange things were born on the earth, or natural treasures, or rare spirit plants, or rare small beasts.

These things had never appeared before, and the lucky ones who accidentally found them didn't know how to price them, and they could sell them directly to the spirit shops in the city, such as beautiful silver minks and spirits with abundant spiritual energy.

And there are some things that are rare, but no spirit shop is willing to accept them, such as a black stone that looks like a stubborn stone without any peculiarities. However, human imagination is huge after all, and even if it is just an ordinary stubborn stone with extremely high hardness, the discoverer has managed to make use of it.

In the middle of the congested Ninth Street alley, there is a strange stall, and on the rag of the stall is only a standing card.

The card reads: Crush the stone in three seconds, give a bonus of 100,000, and pinch 200 once.

People who like to wander in the dark streets have some strength, and after a while, a few mercenaries in combat uniforms stepped forward to try, and several people tried back and forth a few times to transfer thousands of credits to the stall owner, but they were unable to leave a handprint on the black stone, and only then did the attentive onlookers find that the stall owner dressed as a Taoist priest is not as simple as it seems.

As time went by, fewer and fewer people went up to try it, but more and more people watched the excitement around the stalls.

Occasionally, when a confident newcomer goes up to try, the people around him will cheer for him, and after the newcomer fails in the challenge, they will coax him to challenge a few more times, and if he still fails after a few more attempts, the challenger will leave in despair amid the boos of the crowd.

However, most of those who failed the challenge did not leave there, but walked a few dozen meters and then turned back to join the noisy crowd.

The movement in front of the stall became louder and louder, gradually attracting the attention of several really strong people.

The titled powerhouse Kuaidao Luhou is a middle-aged man with a strong figure, he is half-hugging a slender young beauty, and is about to enter a guest house on the side of the road to do business, when he sees a noisy crowd not far away.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, but after a hurried glance, he found the figures of a few friends with a high status, so he hugged the beauty and walked towards the stall.

"Brother Li! What are you doing here? Closer, Lu Hou called out to a stocky fat man on the outskirts of the crowd.

Li Tongtian was excitedly watching the excitement, and suddenly heard a shout from behind, and quickly turned his head and looked behind. At a glance, Li Tongtian's old face immediately showed a flattering smile: "It turned out to be the head of the road, I really haven't seen you for a long time, there is a stall inside, I look very interesting, you also come in to play?" ”

Since the mysterious disappearance of the black bat Yan Qing, Kuaidao Luhou quickly got rid of the hat of the deputy head and became the head of the White Court Mercenary Regiment. Although it was not the first time he had heard others call him the head of the regiment, Brother Li's flattering voice still made him flutter, and he immediately agreed, pushed aside the crowd and walked inside.

"I'll try!"

In the Hongjing base, each of the twenty titled powerhouses is a superstar, and the low-ranking Kuaidao Luhou is no exception. As soon as he appeared with the woman in his arms, the noisy crowd around him quickly quieted down, and the next moment, some people cheered at him full of flattery.

Lu Hou glanced at the words on the stall and the cards, let go of the right hand holding the woman, and stepped forward to get the black stone.

"Pay first, try later." The stall owner's flat voice suddenly came from the side, Lu Hou smiled unabated, turned his head and glanced at the woman next to him, the woman took out her mobile phone from her brand-name bag, scanned the QR code posted on the corner of the card, and quickly transferred the money.

"Okay, right? Boss. Lu Hou looked inquiringly at the middle-aged stall owner dressed as a Taoist priest and asked with a smile.

"Alright, you have to put down the stone immediately when I call it to stop." The stall owner received the money, took out a cheap timer from his pocket, and looked at him with a serious expression, as if he was ready to time it.

Lu Hou glanced at the stall owner with a strange expression.

This blind Taoist priest came from a poor ravine outside, had no knowledge, and dared to come to the Hongjing base to make money after picking up a somewhat strange stone on the way, and I don't know if he could afford to pay the bounty.

However, he quickly came to the black street to play with the word "happy", and if this hillbilly couldn't pay the bounty for a while, it would be nothing, at most, he would let his subordinates quietly kill the stall owner, and he would never harm the stall owner's family.

He rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and took the black round stone in his palm, took a deep breath, and slammed his force, the next moment there was a slight bone cracking sound from his finger bones, the hardness of the stone far exceeded Lu Hou's expectations, but he didn't care about the tingling pain in his fingers, and continued to exert force.

He can crush the armor made of spiritual iron with one hand, and there is no reason why he can't crush a stone!

"It's time!"

The three-second attempt ended quickly, and what shocked everyone was that even the titled powerhouse Kuaidao Luhou still couldn't help the stone.

Lu Hou's face was not very good after putting down the stone, and his calm smile had long since disappeared. Because the target of defeat was a high-status titled powerhouse, everyone no longer booed, but the silent silence and embarrassment still made Lu Hou feel the frustration that he had not felt for a long time.

"I'll try again." Lu Hou's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was hoarse.

The woman took out her mobile phone to transfer money again, and the Taoist stall owner checked the collection with a smile, then reset the timer and looked at Lu Hou with the same serious expression as before.

As a powerhouse of the Six Locks Realm, Lu Hou has experienced a lot of wind and rain in the past few years, and he adjusted his state as he spoke, and looked at the black cobblestone on the stall with a solemn expression.

The aura in his body surged, secretly running a domineering palm martial art, stepped forward to pick up the black stone, and after a few seconds of accumulation, he suddenly used his strength and grabbed the black stone with all his strength.

A sharp stinging pain came from his fingertips again, and this time, due to the excessive exertion, even the tips of his fingers produced a red-black blood clot, and the blood clot continued to grow as he continued to exert force.

"It's time!" The Taoist stall owner shouted calmly again.

Lu Hou slowly let go of his right hand, and the pain in his fingers kept coming from his fingertips, but those pains were really nothing compared to the face he had lost.

He leaned down and put the stone back on the stall, and the gaze and the wordless silence made his face unusually ugly.

Without challenging again, Lu Hou took a deep look at the Taoist stall owner, didn't care about the woman who was stunned, picked up the crowd and walked out, and quickly disappeared into the black street.

In front of a fragrant candy man stall on the street, Wang Ruoxue was happily directing the stall owner and the old man to roll the candy man, Gu Feng and Li Xiaolu stood side by side, looking at the excited girl with a smile on their faces.

There are many lost traditional snacks in the black street, such as ginning candy people, rock sugar gourds, blowing marshmallows, popcorn, those craftsmen look ordinary, but they are actually good evolutionaries.

For example, the gray-clothed old man of the sugar rolling man is an evolutionary of the Three Locks Realm, and the golden sugar water in his iron spoon is like a viscous gold liquid, beautiful and sweet. With the shaking of the old man's wrist, the sugar water fell on the cold iron plate, quickly condensed, and constructed a smooth curve, a realistic image, and now the old man sketched a cute sugar man with three people holding hands.

"Grandpa, this one is good-looking, give me two more! No! Twenty...... Two hundred! Wang Ruoxue said rudely.

The girl stood beside the old man, staring intently at the golden sugar water flowing from the iron spoon, and wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth from time to time.

"Okay!" The old man replied happily.

His sugar man can sketch the pattern according to the requirements of the guests, and the material is not ordinary sugar water, but the precious mutated nectar extracted from the bee beast's nest, so the price is not cheap, a hundred credits for a sugar man, many people are on the side to see the excitement, not many people really buy, and he is the first to encounter the guests who buy two hundred at once.

Gu Feng looked at the old man, and suddenly felt a man with good strength not far away walking over here, and couldn't help but glance at it with his spiritual sense.

He had a little impression of that man, and he saw it when he browsed the list of strong people today, and he seemed to be a titled powerhouse.

The man's face was a little gloomy, and there was a young woman with a good figure chasing him behind him, but he still walked in a hurry as if he didn't see it.

Of course, a six-lock primary-level evolutionary could not arouse Gu Feng's interest, what interested him was something that made this evolutionary's fingers bleed.

There had been no fierce battles on the dark streets before, and the only things that could make a six-lock evolutionary so hard that his fingers were bruised were rare things, except for the stronger evolutionaries.

Thinking like this, Gu Feng's spiritual sense extended into the distance, gradually covering half of the black street, and the lively stall in the middle of the black street quickly caught his attention.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, about fifty years old, he was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, a Taoist crown, and a long black beard. You must know that even the No. 1 Flame Empress in the Hua District, Nangong Liuli, is only a six-lock eighth-order strength.

The person who set up a stall in the middle of the black street turned out to be a grandmaster, and judging from the way he dressed, he was the only grandmaster in Huaqu - Daoist Wuweizi.