"Suisui white fox, Pang Pang nine-tailed. Becoming a family, I am prosperous. ”

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The uproar of the early morning of the gods drowned out all the sounds around them.

Located in the westernmost part of Nanshi, there is a long street full of cloth sellers.

If you talk about silk brocade clothes, it is the weaving of Jiangnan that is the most compact and meticulous. But when it comes to fur and cotton clothing, it is still the animal fur of the North Estate that is the warmest.

At this moment, it is already the season of winter, and after a heavy snowfall, the weather in Shendu is getting colder and colder.

Today it is still a bitterly cold wind, the cold wind outside is whistling, and the pedestrians are hurrying, but it does not affect the prosperity of the entire South City at all.

There is no need for the farmers to do anything, and the early vendors will sweep the snow off the ground in advance. The sun melts the snow in the city, so it's not okay to set up a stall. The vendors have already set up shelves, put goods on them, and wait for the customers to take care of them.

Because of the cold weather, more and more people come to buy cotton clothes and mink fur.

There is a cloth shop located at the corner at the far end of the street, and this place is the best, and people who want to buy cloth often come by and see this shop at first sight.

There are two floors in the workshop, the first floor is dedicated to selling cloth, the backyard is used to store cloth, and the second floor is used for living.

It is strange that in such a good weather, the cloth mill did not open.

Maybe it's the host's family that has something going on.

The shopkeepers of the other shops thought so, but they didn't bother. Since his house was closed, he naturally gave other families the opportunity to sell cloth.

On the second floor of the cloth workshop, the cloth owner knelt on the ground, and the noise outside seemed to be separated from him in two worlds.

A pool of sticky blood slipped into his hand, and it was still spreading little by little, and soon it would soon be all over his hand.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to move the slightest.

The guy in the shop fell beside him, his arms and legs were all there, but there was a hole in his head, and blood kept flowing out of it.

The demonic voice sounded from in front of him: "If you don't know anything, it's useless." If you don't have it, it's better to die. ”

"So." The demon paused, "Tell me, where the hell did it come from?" ”

The cloth owner's head was covered with sweat, and if he got closer, he would find that his face was already red.

His lips trembled, and he said, "I'll tell you...... I'll tell you all! I bought that fox fur from the black market! ”

At the end of the day, the cloth owner added: "If the strong man likes it, take it away!" ”

The demon did not speak.

He gently pressed his hand on the cloth owner's head.

"I can give you everything in my store, and I still have money in the drawer! I still have a lot of money saved in the silver village, you can take it! ”

"Please, take my life!"

The cloth master said these words quickly in a hurried tone, and he suddenly noticed that his gaze began to spin.

Odd.

How did I fall?

The cloth owner tried to get up, but suddenly, he saw his body.

His body, on his knees.

But the head is missing......

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand, which had easily twisted off a person's head.

This middle-aged man, like many people in the capital, wore a heavy robe, which looked very shabby, but it was very neat.

He had some wrinkles on his head and a long beard, but it was clear that he must have been very handsome when he was younger. The blazing eyes and a pair of sword eyebrows are definitely very eye-catching in the crowd.

The middle-aged man's eyes were very calm, as if killing two people was just a common thing in a moment.

His gaze fell on a fox fur on the table.

The fox fur is very well made, with dense stitches and very soft fluff inside.

With a gentle tap of your hand, you can feel a soft touch. There is a circle of plain white fox fur around the fox fur, and there are some complex patterns outside the fox fur, which are not found in some ordinary fox furs.

In particular, the cloth is made of high-quality Shu brocade cloth, and even if it is pulled strongly, it will not be easily destroyed.

The middle-aged man's hand stroked the fox fur, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

He only took this fox fur with him, and the rest of the cloth was not taken away.

After he went out, there was a sudden loud roar in the entire cloth workshop.

With the sound of an explosion, the entire fire filled every corner of the cloth mill, and the fire instantly engulfed the cloth mill.

There are all shops selling cloth in the neighborhood, and what they are most afraid of on weekdays is fire. As soon as he saw the fire burning, he immediately helped put out the fire.

Just when the crowd was in a hurry, the middle-aged man left here with the fox fur.

In the black market, he learned the clues through his own means.

This is a market hidden outside the normal world, and like the ghost town of Fengdu in the past, this black market is also invisible.

Here you can buy a lot of things that are hard to buy in the market. This makes many people rush to it, even if it is the government, it is also turning a blind eye, because this black market cannot be eradicated at all.

The black market has its own set of rules for survival, and they will never threaten normal market transactions, because that will only bring them ruin.

When the middle-aged man appeared on the black market, the fox fur in his hand naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Although there are many people wearing fox furs at this time, there are few like this, the coat pigment is white, there is no variegation, and even a trace of spiritual clothing can be faintly revealed.

Right.

It's spirituality.

It was as if it was not a fox fur, but a precious treasure.

"At the last auction, this dress was sold for a lot of money. But obviously it's not you, dare to ask this master, what are you doing with it? A woman with a graceful figure came up to the middle-aged man, showing off her demeanor and exhaling like an orchid.

The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, "How did this fox fur come from?" ”

The woman smiled: "Look at this master, he should also be a character, you don't know much about the things in our black market." This fox fur, you can ward off evil spirits when you put it on your body. ”

The woman said that there was once a hunter who found a white fox while hunting.

Unexpectedly, the white fox had nine tails.

Legend has it that eating the meat of a nine-tailed fox can prolong life and even drive away poisonous gases in the body.

At that time, the hunters were short of money, so they took the white fox to the black market and sold it.

Prolonging life will naturally make many people pay for it.

The one who did it was the fastest butcher in the black market.

He perfectly separated the fur and flesh of the nine-tailed fox, and even skinned it, and the fox was not dead.

Meat, to be eaten by all.

skin, made into a fox fur.

The woman smiled and said, "This fox fur, there are still many people who want it." Master, if you want to sell, you can ......"

The woman's words came to an abrupt end.

Her head rolled down to the middle-aged man's feet.