It wasn't until everyone went to wash up that Master Zhao came to me and asked me, "Did your master pass the Tiangang Sword to you last night?" ”

I nodded to Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao said to me again: "Tonight, you have to pay special attention to a person with long fingers, and that person must be the one who makes trouble for our Soul Village." ”

At this time, Liang Houzai came over and asked me Uncle Zhao: "Second grandfather, in this way, you already know who made the mess yesterday?" ”

Uncle Zhao nodded, and said proudly: "Of course, isn't it just a thief with three-legged cat kung fu, and he can still escape my eyes?" ”

Liang Houzai frowned slightly, and said, "Since you know who it is, why don't you arrest him now, and wait until tonight to let my brother Dao go to the danger?" ”

Hearing Liang Houzai say this, Uncle Zhao's face suddenly pulled down, and Liang Houzai glanced at him and said, "Of course we have our reasons for doing this." What adults think, how can you little kids understand? ”

After speaking, Uncle Zhao went to the kitchen.

Liang Houzai stared at my Uncle Zhao's back, and whispered to me: "Brother Dao, it seems that Grandpa Chai and they just want to take this opportunity to practice you, I think that since they are planning to do so, there should be no danger in this matter." ”

Liang Houzai's voice was very small, there were many people in the hall, and it was very chaotic, but Uncle Zhao could still hear him talking, turned his head while walking, and gave Liang Houzai a big white eye, Liang Houzai quickly shrank his head and stuck his tongue out at me.

In fact, what Liang Houzai said, I also thought of it before, but if this matter is not dangerous, I don't believe it. I know Master's character, if it weren't for the hidden danger, he wouldn't have passed the Tiangang Sword to me in a hurry, although in the first two years of my entry into the Master's Sect, Master was a little suspicious of helping me to teach, but after I planted the coffin for the second time, the process of Master's teaching suddenly slowed down.

In terms of preaching and teaching, if there is no special reason, Master is still very particular about gradual progress.

After dinner in the morning, Master took me around the foot market a few times, and this time we didn't enter any of the shops, but walked along the path from the entrance of the ghost market to the foot of the door, and as we walked, Master counted the time.

Master said that the person who caused trouble in the ghost market yesterday was obviously prepared, and since he dared to stay and participate in the transaction of the door and the foot of the door, he must have thought of a way out, from the door to the entrance of the ghost market, the most convenient route is composed of eight Xunzi roads and seven Zhenzi roads, which run through the seven main roads.

Master also told me that after encountering the enemy, don't rush to kill him, and be sure to catch him alive. If the other party is difficult to deal with, find a way to delay the time, there are many colleagues in the door, and if I can't parry it at that time, they will definitely help. If the other person escapes, chase down the road.

Even if Master hadn't told me so, I would definitely not have been a killer, after all, killing people was undoubtedly a very difficult thing for me to accept at that time. And I can also hear from Master's words that this time, no matter what I will encounter, he will never interfere. Not only did he not interfere, but when he returned to Mending, he also told Liang Houzai not to get involved in my affairs.

This time, I had to solve it on my own.

After returning to the venue, Master asked Liang Houzai and me to clean the venue carefully, and he put the three commercial goods he had prepared last night on the high platform, and then sat on the table alone and smoked a cigarette.

At noon, Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Feng came over with a few packets of compressed biscuits and filled their stomachs with mineral water with us.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there were people gathered outside the door, and when I pushed open the front door, they saw the Gu Refining Cup placed on the high platform, and many people began to guess what that thing was, and some people were discussing the price of the Gu Refining Cup, to be honest, the price that came out of their mouths was already sky-high in my opinion, and I had never seen so much money when I was so big.

In the crowd, there were also the two old monks I had seen before, they didn't seem to be interested in refining the Gu Cup, and they didn't participate in other people's discussions, and they only stared at the snakeskin bag pinned to my master's belt the whole time, and I felt that they seemed to be able to sense what was in the bag.

Just after seven o'clock in the evening, the first quarter of an hour was remembered, and the door was officially opened with the bell at the top of the town gate!

The crowd gathered outside the door immediately rushed in, and the hundreds of chairs placed in the venue were filled in an instant, and my master waved at me, pointed to the door, and motioned for me to close the door.

When I closed the door, it was still crowded with people, they were not invited, they could not participate in the transaction, but this could not stop the curiosity in their hearts, the moment the door was closed, through the white paper pasted on the door frame, I saw a few people immediately come over, although I could only see a black silhouette, but from their movements I could guess that they were now sticking their faces to the door panel, pricking up their ears to eavesdrop on the movement inside.

At this time, my master untied the snakeskin bag on his belt, held it high, and shouted to the people in the venue: "The senior monk of the Western Jin Dynasty has passed away, leaving this seven-colored relic, the treasure of Buddhism." ”

After saying this briefly, my master directly quoted the price. I really want to say the price of the relic, so as to more directly prove that the "sky-high price" in my mouth is not fake at all, but the ghost market has the rules of the ghost market, and the price of any commodity sold here cannot be directly stated to the outside world.

So all I can say is that it's really sky-high, and I don't know if I can accurately describe it with the word "priceless", but I don't have any other words in my head, in short, it's a huge amount of money, a lot of money that I can't spend in my lifetime.

The two old monks were most interested in this seven-colored relic, but when they heard the price quoted by my master, the expressions on their faces were a little hesitant.

My master put on snakeskin gloves again, pushed the Gu Refining Cup to the front of the stage, and shouted to the audience: "A thousand years of refining Gu Cup, I have refined a peerless Golden Silkworm Gu. ”

Just such a broken jar, the price is almost the same as the seven-colored relics of the Western Jin Dynasty monks, I saw a few people dressed as Miao people began to discuss one after another, as if they were ready to start.

In the end, my master took out the Zihao from the slender cloth bag and shouted: "Xiaolongtan is made of thousand-year-old spiritual bamboo and 500-year-old rabbit fine hair, from the hands of Huang Hui, a great pen maker in the Tang Dynasty, and this is the only one in the world." ”

What I didn't expect was that this Zihao, which didn't seem to have anything unusual, turned out to be the most expensive of the three commodities, and most of the people who were interested in it were those who were Taoists.

About one-third of the people sitting in the venue were dressed as Miao people, and about half were dressed as Taoist priests, except for the two old monks, the rest of the people were wearing modern clothes, and they couldn't tell which school they were.

I remember that Uncle Zhao asked me to pay attention to a man with long fingers this morning, and when my master started to bargain with the guests in the audience, I was carefully observing the crowd in the venue.

After a while, Xian'er suddenly whispered to me, "Look at the people in the third and fourth rows, it's so strange." ”

There were too many seats in the venue, and I searched for a long time before I found the person Xian'er said.

It was a middle-aged man with a thick layer of wax in his hair, he was wearing a very well-made suit and a navy blue tie, and when I looked at him, he happened to take out a small bottle of emollient oil from his pocket, and rubbed it repeatedly on the palm and back of his hand, and I saw that his fingers were unusually slender, a whole length longer than a normal person, although there was a thick layer of oil on it, but even this oil could not cover those calluses on his finger joints.

While everyone was paying attention to the goods on the high platform, he kept looking at his hands, looking very narcissistic.

Can't be wrong, it must be this person!

I quietly took out the Qinggang sword from its baggage and slowly leaned behind him.

There were also people around me who noticed my actions, but when they saw the green steel sword in my hand, they all cooperated to get out of the way, and everyone was light and didn't make a single movement.

They must have known my identity with the help of the green steel sword, and they should have guessed what I wanted to do.

When I got behind the man, he didn't notice me, and he kept smearing grease on his hands, and I raised my hand, intending to punch him in the neck and knock him unconscious.

But I hesitated for a long time, but I couldn't do this, because I was afraid that if I couldn't grasp the strength well, I would break him and kill him, and it would be a big trouble. After all, what is in front of me now is not an evil corpse, but a living person!

At this time, my master had finally determined the price of the seven-colored relics, and the buyers were naturally the two old monks, but it was not them who paid the money, but another layman who seemed to have a good status, and he planned to buy the seven-colored relics and give them to the monks' monastery, which was regarded as accumulating merit.

However, the asking price of the seven-colored relics was too high, and the layman couldn't make up so much money at the moment, so my master accepted his soul ticket, and then put the seven-colored relics into a wooden box prepared by the old monk in advance, and very solemnly handed the box into the monk's arms.

Next, my master and a few Miao people began to bargain about refining the Gu Cup, two Miao people wanted to see the authenticity of the Gu Cup, so my master gave him snakeskin gloves and told them to be careful, the Gu Cup was very poisonous.

In addition to these two Miao people, many other people also came to the front of the stage, looking towards the Gu Refining Cup with curiosity, including the person with long fingers.

He rubbed his hands together and tiptoed behind the crowd to look at the stage, but I noticed that although his pupils were facing the Gu Refining Cup, he was not focused, and it seemed that his attention was not on the Gu Refining Cup, but on something else.