In this year's Yunmang Mountain Ghost Market, there are two rare things.

The first one, Master Yuan Dingyi Yuan will no longer sell pills this year!

This news grew wings and spread like a wing, so that many people who came to him couldn't help but hang their heads. On the first day of the market, it was particularly sluggish.

Although Doudan's incident happened very suddenly, and there were not too many onlookers, everything related to Master Yuan always spread very quickly.

Soon, many people knew that Master Yuan's medicine boy had lost to a little-known brat.

The people who learned about this were very surprised, in their opinion, one ant of Master Yuan's family might be a master of alchemy. Now he lost to an ordinary teenager, and that teenager immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

Everyone inquired in many ways and learned that the manniu dew refined by the young man was very magical, so they tried to buy it one after another.

So, this constitutes the second rarity, the fat-bellied old man who loves to drink is on fire, and everyone has come to him to buy pills, although it is said that he is not an alchemist at all.

After the feather, Yuan Dingyi has been hiding in the tent. It's not that he feels sorry for himself, he spends a lot of time studying the Danshu.

At night, Yunmang Mountain, the quiet needle drop can be heard, the candlelight in the tent jumps, and there is only the occasional sound of flipping books.

"Sir, Elder Meng asks to see you." The medicine boy reported, but immediately after, Meng Zhaoyan rushed in, dragging a person in his hand.

"What you don't ask for, who asks for who is not necessarily!" Meng Zhaoyan said.

Yuan Dingyi's face turned green with anger, if it was the past, he would have blasted this guy out a long time ago. But for the sake of the kid behind him, he endured it.

Talking with Lin Feng is something that Yuan Dingyi is very eager to do now.

Although Lin Feng was young, he was erudite and talented, especially in alchemy, he was not much weaker than him as a master. And often his ideas are novel, touching, and inspiring.

However, Meng Zhaoyan, the old guy, saw Yuan Dingyi's thoughts, so he took care of Lin Feng like a baby.

If you are willing to bring it today, you must have other plans.

"Coming? Sit down and watch the tea ......" Yuan Dingyi glanced up at them, closed the book, and said coolly.

"Well, let's make a long story short, I'm here today to do business with you." Meng Zhaoyan now has his tail cocked to the sky, and he no longer looks like he is asking for help during the day. Chijing? I'm sorry, but I'm going to keep it for myself now.

"Business?" Yuan Ding raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lin Feng, who shrugged helplessly.

"That's right, you see, this kid of my family, he has no other skills, and his alchemy is first-class." Meng Zhaoyan picked his nose, "It's a pity that I came this time just to trade with you, so I didn't bring any materials." I'm going to open the market to do business, specializing in wild cattle dew, and I want to buy some raw materials from you. ”

Yuan Dingyi disdainfully: "It turned out that it was a matter of inconvenience, we will consider this matter in the long run, I still have guests tonight, so I won't send it." ”

He glanced at Lin Feng again: "Little Brother Lin, let's have a good conversation tomorrow." ”

"Definitely!" Lin Feng nodded.

Meng Zhaoyan jumped up angrily, and was about to make a noise, when the medicine boy outside announced: "Sir, your clan is here." ”

"Please come in." Yuan Dingyi.

The two of them entered the money, one in China and one in the youth. Originally, they were all masked, but after entering the door, they took the initiative to remove their masks and bow down.

"I've seen the third uncle!" Middle-aged humane.

"I've seen my uncle!" Young people too.

No matter which one it is, Lin Feng frowned when he heard this, it turned out to be an old acquaintance! In this way, the Yuan of Master Yuan in front of him is the same Yuan as Yuan Shaojie's Yuan?

It turned out that one of the two people who came in was a middle-aged man who brought the Yuan family to the door to find fault on the day of Lin Feng's wedding. He is from the Yuan family in Jinyang City, and he is a real behemoth.

And the young man is none other than Yuan Shaojie.

As soon as he came in, Lin Feng felt extremely uncomfortable. It's not because of discord with each other, it's purely because of the aura that emanates from him.

That kind of corrupt and lifeless aura, although it was deliberately concealed, it still couldn't hide Lin Feng's divine sense.

Moreover, this guy's strength is afraid that he has reached the late stage of the samurai realm, which is very terrifying.

Lin Feng didn't look at him, his mask covered his face, and he wasn't afraid of being recognized.

Yuan Dingyi nodded at the two juniors and asked, "Is there anything you need to come to the ghost market this time?" ”

"We're mainly here to find candlesticks." The middle-aged man said, "I knew that you were here, uncle, so I came to pay a visit, your old man hasn't been home for a long time, and everyone thinks about you." ”

"Well, it's true that I haven't been back for a long time." Yuan Dingyi looked at Yuan Shaojie, "Who is this child?" ”

"His name is Shaojie, and he is from the branch of Benlei City. This kid is a talent, and this time I brought him to meet the market. ”

The family was reminiscing, and Meng Zhaoyan was embarrassed to delay here, so after saying a word, he left with Lin Feng. I didn't go far, and when I went out, I just wandered outside, waiting for the opportunity.

Meng Zhaoyan saw a business opportunity and must make a profit in the ghost market this time. He had already discussed with Lin Feng that this improved version of the Brute Bull Dew would only be sold in the ghost market.

"It's called scarcity is expensive, boy, we're going to be developed." Meng Zhaoyan smiled, his eyes lit up.

About two pillars of incense, Yuan Shaojie and the two also walked out. As he passed by Lin Feng's side, he stopped.

"Lin Feng!" He said, "You think I won't recognize you if you are silent?" You can actually come to the ghost market, hehe! ”

The contemptuous look in his eyes says it all. On his body, there was a faint emanation of a cold aura, which made Lin Feng feel terrified.

"Do I need to be silent?" Lin Feng said lightly, "You can come to the ghost market, and I naturally have no obstacles." ”

A trace of anger flashed in Yuan Shaojie's eyes, and he smiled lightly: "Hehe, now let you take advantage of your mouth, sooner or later, one day, you will come to me on your knees." ”

The middle-aged man didn't take Lin Feng and Meng Zhaoyan in his eyes at all, walked straight over, and shouted, "Shaojie, what are you talking about with them?" It's important to get down to business. ”

Yuan Shaojie agreed and took a few steps. When he passed by Lin Feng, a little green streamer floated out of his cuffs, attached to Lin Feng's clothes.

"This guy is not weak, boy, you are in big trouble." Meng Zhaoyan touched his beard and looked at Yuan Shaojie's back and said.

Lin Feng didn't say anything, he recalled what the middle-aged man said. This time, they came to buy candle yin grass, which is a very rare and out-of-the-way spirit grass.

The effect of candle yin grass is to make a tranquilizing pill, stabilize the mind, and strengthen willpower.

The use of Ning Shen Dan is not particularly widespread, and the production is also very complicated, so it is rarely seen on the market.

What are these two going to do? Actually using the candle yin grass, Lin Feng looked at their backs and fell into deep thought.

(End of chapter)