Chapter 170: The Black Market
"That's the good news, that's it."
A streamer flashed across Shen Qingyan's eyes, and his voice was slightly elongated,
"It's the drunkard you beat seems to be a peak master in Kunshan, congratulations, just slipped out, and got into trouble."
"What?"
Qin Qingyang listened to the shock, his eyes were wide open, and after a moment of sluggishness, he lowered his face and said with a look of fear,
"I said sister, don't scare me, I have a bad heart lately."
"Yo, do you know how to call my sister? Looks like this is a dead end for you. ”
Shen Qingyan nodded with a smile,
Qin Qingyang said with a bitter face,
"Can you not die? Before my master left, he asked me to restrain myself, I beat other people's peak masters in other people's realms, isn't this looking for death? My master and uncle had to slaughter me. Just that drunkard, he is the peak master of Kunshan? Sister, you, you, you're kidding. ”
When he was secretly praying with a few glimmers of hope in his heart, it was Shen Qingyan who gave a sentence and went into the Infernal Hell,
"Don't you know that there is a little bamboo peak in Kunshan that has no disciples like the medicine garden? There is also a drunkard peak master in Xiaozhu Peak, didn't your master tell you about this matter? ”
Shen Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qin Qingyang.
But Qin Qingyang scratched his head, with a bitter face,
"This Dongling and the Northern Land only come and go once every hundred years, how do I know what kind of Xiaozhu Peak this is, what kind of drunkard peak master."
It would be nice for him to know the names of these rivals of his peers.
That's it, it's still his master who grabbed him to give her popular science knowledge.
is even more lazy to read those materials, and the one thing he hates most in his life is reading books, and there is no one.
It is not necessary, he doesn't even want to know the distribution of the power of this Dongling, this drunkard peak master who has no real power and no disciples and still thinks about drinking every day, he has the heart to understand.
Seeing Shen Qingyan smiling like a flower, Young Master Qin couldn't help but be angry,
"Hey, do you need to be so gloating?"
Over there, Shen Qingyan smiled and said jokingly,
"Looking at you like this, I thought it was a small trouble to a big one, why, such a little thing is not calm."
Qin Qingyang couldn't help but glare, and retorted,
"Calm, how do you want me to be calm, is it a trivial matter to beat the peak master of Kunshan? My master knows that he has to pick my skin, and I don't want him to be left on a barren mountain for another three or five years. ”
"Then you won't let your master know, won't you?"
Hearing this, Miss Shen couldn't help but hold her forehead.
"Don't let Master know?"
Qin Qingyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, yes, a drunkard just punched him, he bought a few jars of good wine, and carried it to Xiaozhufeng to apologize, isn't it over?
"Ah, brother, you are really my lucky star, when I get back from the black market, I will buy him a few jars of good wine and send them to the drunkard."
Qin Qingyang changed his face in an instant, and said with a smile, but looking at Miss Shen's fox-like smile, he opened his mouth uncertainly,
"You're not kidding me!"
The corners of Miss Shen's mouth were slightly upturned, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she asked,
"Do I look like the kind of person who teases my friends?"
"It's not like, you are."
Qin Qingyang seemed to think seriously and said to Miss Shen.
"Eh, I'm sad when you say that, I'm just giving you an idea, and I haven't asked you for a reward yet, you kid doubts me?"
Miss Shen raised her eyebrows slightly, hugged her chest and said.
"Eh, yes, I understand what your old man means, I'll carry two more jars when I go back later, and send you a medicine garden, okay?"
Qin Qingyang also raised his eyebrows and said to Shen Qingyan.
Miss Shen seemed to think about it for a while, and nodded slightly,
"Barely enough."
Qin Qingyang punched Shen Qingyan in the shoulder, and the two of them walked towards the front with a smile and hooked their shoulders.
But Qin Qingyang, who was happy, didn't notice the flash of light in Shen Qingyan's eyes at all.
There is no doubt that Qin Qingyang's children's shoes once again let Shen Qingyan calculate it.
Anyway, she hasn't found a reason to go to Xiaozhufeng to 'visit', Qin Qingyang's apology is a good excuse.
It just so happened that even her financial problem was solved.
In other words, after arriving in Dongling, I found that there was no need to trade silver tickets here, and she went directly to the gold beads, and in vain she still had hundreds of thousands of taels of silver tickets in her bag, which directly became a stack of waste paper, and she suddenly became a poor woman again.
Miss Shen was silently unhappy in her heart, girl, and Xiao Zhufeng's library building is also painful, only the first floor is open, and the upper one is not for anyone to enter.
The most important thing is that this Xiao Zhufeng usually doesn't have many people to go, and she, a disciple of the Medicine Garden who popped out of thin air, went directly to the library building as soon as she went, and she felt abrupt.
His eyes turned slightly, and he sent a fifth-order master to guard the building, no matter how he looked at it, there was a hidden secret, and he had to test it.
By the way, this drunkard wasn't born to be an alcoholic, was he?
Thinking about it, a trace of light crossed Shen Qing's eyes.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the river flowed water, flowing down the water, three meters away from the broken bridge, there was a red lion, Qin Qingyang stood on the boat, and stuffed a copper coin into the left eye of the stone lion, and then the place where the stone lion was located opened a secret door, the river underflowed, and the boat went down the water.
Torches are lit in the dark passage, residual light and shadow, the stone wall is carved with a long broken mural with women, there are men, but they are fragmented, in this somewhat dim corridor, there is a bit of coldness.
Shen Qingyan secretly looked at the secret passage under the river, his eyes narrowed slightly, so he was confused.
In a few moments, the two of them crossed the dim corridor, and the river widened again.
At this time, the shore has long been different from just now, on the shore, stalls are lively, but people are all wearing black robes, hiding in wide hats, only looking down to sell their things.
And the same is true of the pedestrians on the road, one by one, hidden in a wide black robe, or hiding their faces
or veiled, and will not show their true face.
The two of them left the boat and stepped ashore.
"This black market is interesting, all of them are covered so tightly, and the masks on their faces are all like big cats, and those who don't know think it's a ghost market."
Shen Qingyan also put on a wide black robe at this time, and said to Qin Qingyang with a hint of a smile.
"Eh, this time, let my brother tell me right, whether it's a black market or a ghost market, this is not visible, come here to trade, there are three sects and nine streams, there are great sect elders, and there are also shameless evil cultivators, but in this black market, don't ask about identity, just look at the transaction, the silver and goods are both good, called the black market is also called the ghost market, just a little, don't expose your identity, otherwise, it will be troublesome in the future."
Qin Qingyang also said with a smile.
"Then what are you here for? What's on your eye? ”
Shen Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
Look at the appearance of this guy, but he came prepared, and premeditated.
Qin Qingyang smiled mysteriously,
"This is natural."