"Shopkeeper Jin, I really don't know the names of these medicinal herbs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info it's better to do this, I'll go shopping by myself first, and when I find the medicinal materials I need, I'll bother you. Yan Sanjun clenched his fists and said politely.

Actually, he didn't really know the names of the medicinal herbs, but he was just worried, because the names of the medicinal herbs that Uncle Nine said were all from another world.

"Alright! The two of you looked slowly, I was on the second floor, and I could come to me anytime if I needed to. Jin Cheng returned the salute and turned to go upstairs.

Seeing him leave, Yan Sanjun turned around and said, "Wan'er, let's go around again." ”

Along the corridor, the two of them walked all the way forward, looking at the rows of shelves, and found many strange medicinal materials from the rows of shelves, which was an eye-opener.

Yan Wan'er was very excited, pointing and pointing, like a very curious baby.

Yan Sanjun didn't have such a good interest, he had been communicating with Uncle Jiu, carefully screening the required seven-flavor medicinal materials.

"Reed root grass, tequila, yellow leaf frost...... There are still four flavors left, the first floor has been searched, and the rest seems to have to be looked for on the second floor. After Yan Sanjun wrapped the selected three-flavor medicinal herbs, he prepared to move upstairs.

However, at this moment, Uncle Jiu's voice suddenly sounded from his soul sea: "Slow, there is a pure yang grass behind your right, go over and take a look." ”

"Pure Yang Grass!" Yan Sanjun was careless for a while, and couldn't help but speak up.

Next to him, Yan Wan'er looked at him with a curious expression and asked, "Third brother, what kind of grass are you talking about?" ”

"Oh, it's nothing, I just saw a medicinal herb, it may be a medicinal herb I want to buy, you wait here, I'll take a look at it again." Yan Sanjun prevaricated and walked directly in the direction that Uncle Nine said.

In front of a delicate shelf, Uncle Nine called Yan Sanjun to stop, and said with a little excitement: "It's actually a three-hundred-year-old pure yang grass, boy, find a way to get it." ”

Yan Sanjun nodded to himself and glanced at the price tag behind him, but he couldn't help frowning.

"Ten thousand coins...... So expensive! "When he went out this time, Yan Sanjun only brought three thousand dark coins with him, which were all the savings he had accumulated in the past few years.

Yan Sanjun is not yet an adult, and he does not have his own source of income, and this money has been rewarded by the elders of the clan in previous years. He originally planned to keep it, and after condensing the corpse dog spirit, he would buy himself a worthy spiritual weapon.

"Uncle Nine, I don't have that much money!"

"Then I can't help you, figure it out yourself! However, let me reveal to you first that pure yang grass is a supreme yang thing, and if used properly, it can have the effect of reviving the dead. ”

"Brought back to life?" Yan Sanjun was a little surprised, and he couldn't even believe it. Coming back from the dead, in his original world, has always been a legend. However, since Uncle Nine has said so, there must be no mistake.

Hey, 10,000 coins! For the current Yan Sanjun, it is tantamount to an astronomical number.

Shook his head helplessly, and walked to the side silently, although the pure yang grass is attractive, but no money is a hard injury. It seems that no matter what world you are in, you can't do without money.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, let's go, go to the second floor." Yan Sanjun lowered his head and pondered, worrying about the pure yang grass.

How can you get money?

In the underworld, there are many ways to make money, such as killing people and stealing goods, buying and selling underworld slaves, smuggling underworld weapons, and so on. It sounds like it's illegal, but it's in the underworld, a cold world where there is no law.

In addition to these improper legal means, there are also more mild methods, such as doing business like Yaowangge. Of course, it is almost impossible to do business in the underworld without a tough backstage.

According to rumors from the outside world, behind the Medicine King Pavilion, there is a ghost king-level civil judge at the helm.

Yan Sanjun was bowing his head and worrying about money, and inadvertently, he bumped into a person. only heard a "bang", and his whole person was knocked out.

"Boy, don't you have long eyes when you walk? Hey, isn't this the Yan family's waste three young people? In front of him, a rough-looking guy turned around suddenly, and was about to go crazy, but when he saw that it was Yan Sanjun, he immediately changed his words and said very harshly.

Yan Sanjun fell to the ground, struggled a few times, turned over and sat up, and after a closer look, he actually recognized this person. His name is Hong Tao, he is the young master of a small local family, he joined the underworld army two years ago, and he is a regular soldier. Generally speaking, you are not allowed to leave the army within three years of being a soldier, but somehow, this kid actually appeared in the Medicine King Pavilion.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, don't you know?" Yan Sanjun said angrily, stood up from the ground, and patted the dust on his clothes casually.

"Well, you're calling me a dog?" The soldiers are all short-tempered, just a little, Hong Tao is no exception, he came to Yan Sanjun at once, without saying a word, raising his hand is a slap.

This time, it contains soul power, and it is powerful and heavy, not to mention a person, it is a stubborn stone, and it is estimated that it can also be smashed.

Yan Sanjun didn't expect him to turn his face when he said it, and when he was unprepared, he instinctively took a step back, and at the same time, his hands formed a strange handprint and pressed it Hong Tao's chest.

A bright light flashed, and a huge force struck, and the latter came first, passing through Hong Tao's body.

"Bang!"

A loud crash echoed through the room, and Hong Tao's body fell heavily to the floor, revealing an incredible expression.

"This ......"

Also found it incredible was Yan Sanjun himself, because he had never seen the handprint just now. However, he quickly figured out what was going on, it must be Uncle Nine who was secretly helping.

"Uncle Nine, what kind of exercise was that just now?" Yan Sanjun asked with a soul thought.

"Maoshan handprint." Uncle Nine replied lightly in a vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, Yan Wan'er ran over with a concerned face, pulled the corner of Yan Sanjun's clothes, and asked, "Third brother, are you okay?" ”

Yan Sanjun came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, and then, his eyes lit up, forced him to look at Hong Tao, and said coldly: "But that's it! ”

"You...... This is impossible, you obviously don't have a trace of soul power, who, who is secretly shooting, there is a kind of coming out for me. Hong Tao sat on his back on the ground, his eyes swept over the crowd who had just come to watch, trying to find the accomplice.

"There's no need to look for it, where can you use soul power to deal with goods like you." Yan Sanjun boasted with confidence, with the ninth uncle here, the confidence is enough!

At any time, strength is the last word, especially in the chaotic underworld, only with strength can you eat meat, and without strength, you can't drink soup.

"Boy, you dare to underestimate me. I'm going to let you die a good death! Hong Tao was enraged by the words, jumped like thunder, turned over and stood up, clenched his fists, his soul power was agitated, he had enough strength, and rushed forward.