After walking out of the weapon shop, Lin Junfeng didn't rush to the pill shop, he first saw how many treasures he still had.

In addition to those weapons that could not be sold for the time being, as well as the secret books of exercises and spells, he also had six low-level elixirs, a pair of eyes of the Green Silver Snake and the Black Iron Tiger.

He only used one of the Flame Flowers, and there was one left, and the other five elixirs came from Liu Tu and Zhang Xuan.

Lin Junfeng thought in his heart that the green silver snake could take out the snake gall, so that he would have one more treasure, and then sell three to the pill shop, and leave the rest for the party, after all, good things at the party would also need treasures to exchange.

As for why they didn't all stay at the party, Lin Junfeng was worried that he wouldn't be able to use so many treasures at the party, and he would have to come back and sell them to the pill shop when the time came.

After thinking about it, Lin Junfeng walked along the street, through the flow of people, and came to a small pill shop a hundred meters away.

As soon as I entered, there was a smell of medicine.

It is worthy of a pill shop.

Lin Junfeng looked left and right, and there were several guests walking back and forth, looking at the pills on the glass counter.

He went up to the owner of the shop and asked, "Do you want to buy the elixir?" ”

He knew that the pill shop would not generally refuse to accept elixir, but he still asked.

When the boss, who was busy with his head down, heard this, he glanced up at him and nodded: "Collect, what do you want to sell?" ”

Lin Junfeng thought about it, and then took out the blue silver root, green spirit grass, black cucumber and green silver snake from the space bag, and the snake gall had been taken out by him, and then placed it in front of the shopkeeper.

At first, it was nothing, but when he saw the green silver snake with the fifth layer of qi training, the shopkeeper said in surprise: "Green silver snake." ”

He couldn't help but look up at Lin Junfeng several times.

He had already seen that Lin Junfeng only had a third-level cultivation of Qi cultivation, and it was estimated that he couldn't imagine that Lin Junfeng could kill the Green Silver Snake.

Soon the shopkeeper came back to his senses, picked up the three elixirs and looked at them, as if he had already understood them clearly, and said in a flat tone:

"Biyin root, green spirit grass, and black cucumber are all 100-year-old years, which are quite acceptable."

After saying that, he put down the three elixirs, then picked up the green and silver snake, carefully put it under his eyes to watch, and when he saw that the snake gall was taken out, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Then he looked at Lin Junfeng and said, "The most precious thing here is the green and silver snake, but this snake is incomplete, and its most precious snake gall is gone, so the price will not be so high relatively speaking." ”

He was giving Lin Junfeng a vaccination, but Lin Junfeng had a calculation in his own heart, he said: "Just tell me how many spirit stones there are." ”

The shopkeeper looked at these three treasures and pondered for a moment, and said, "The green silver snake counts you 2,000, how about a total of 2,900 low-level spirit stones?" ”

The price is fair... Lin Junfeng nodded: "Okay." ”

The shopkeeper didn't say much when he heard this, turned around and brought a long tray with a small pile of spirit stones.

It wasn't a low-grade spirit stone, but an intermediate spirit stone.

Spirit stones are divided into low-level, intermediate, high-grade and top-level spirit stones, and the exchange rate is 1:10, one intermediate spirit stone is equal to ten low-level spirit stones, and one high-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred low-level spirit stones.

On the tray were exactly 290 intermediate-grade spirit stones.

After confirming that the numbers were correct, Lin Junfeng received them into the space bag, then turned around and walked out.

....

After walking out of the pill shop, Lin Junfeng glanced back and finally showed a smile.

Thinking of the pile of spirit stones in the space bag, he unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and then walked to the teahouse where Li Wenru was with a relaxed expression.

Tea house.

By the window, Li Wenru, who was wearing a light purple long skirt, sat there elegantly, and the pine nut shells in the corner of the table were a little more than when Lin Junfeng left.

Seeing him coming, Li Wenru showed a gentle smile and said, "Is the matter done?" ”

Lin Junfeng sat down comfortably, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured a sip before nodding: "Well, it's done." ”

Afterwards, he and the beautiful and gentle third senior sister chatted while drinking.

Seeing that the time was approaching six o'clock and the party was about to be gathered, Li Wenru said softly: "The time is almost up, let's go." ”

In Lin Junfeng's voice of agreement, she took out the blue cloth bag, put the pile of pine nut shells at the corner of the table into the bag little by little, then stood up and nodded at Lin Junfeng, turned around and went downstairs.

Lin Junfeng looked back at the place where she was sitting, the table, teacups, and teapots were clean, and there was not even a drop of tea.

When going down the wooden stairs, Lin Junfeng walked behind Li Wenru, looking at the back who didn't find any fault, the skirt fluttered slightly, and the elegant movements had a unique flavor.

On the way to the party, Lin Junfeng took the initiative to ask, "Third Senior Sister, where is the location of the party?" ”

Li Wenru pulled her hair together, and her tone was as soft and gentle as ever, "Xiuzhuyuan, well, it's a private house, I heard that it was bought by a certain monk, and he initiated this party." ”

Lin Junfeng sighed, and said with great interest: "There should be a lot of people at this small party, right?" ”

"Probably." Li Wenru hesitated, and then said, "Twenty or thirty should be there." ”

"Will there be a high-ranking monk?"

As soon as he finished asking, Lin Junfeng knew that he had asked a stupid question, how could there be a high-level cultivator in such a small circle gathering that could even participate in the third level of Qi cultivation.

Lin Junfeng estimated that when he reached the sky, he would be able to practice qi at the eighth or ninth level.

Sure enough, Li Wenru shook his head: "It's rare to see monks above the foundation building period. ”

"Oh."

As they spoke, a small courtyard appeared in front of them, with a bamboo grove on either side, and the houses were surrounded by a fence wall, and two half-worn wooden doors were open.

There is a small bamboo sign hanging next to the wooden door, and three words are engraved in the bamboo card: Xiuzhuyuan.

Along the gravel paved path in the courtyard to the door of the house, a tall strong man guarded the door, looking at his cultivation, it was the third layer of qi training.

He was supposed to be the owner of the house.

Seeing Lin Junfeng and the two approaching, his gaze began to be a little sharp, and it wasn't until Li Wenru took out something like an invitation that his gaze calmed down, and he said in a low voice:

"You should all know the rules, it is forbidden to make noise and make trouble inside."

Seeing Lin Junfeng and the others nodding, he took out two masks and said, "You can choose to wear them or not." ”

Wear a mask to reveal your hidden identity.

Not wearing a mask indicates that you do not hide your identity.

The owner of the house is still reasonable, giving people a choice... Lin Junfeng still prefers to wear it, after all, it is better to be cautious.

What if you get something good and someone kills someone to steal the goods?

It is estimated that the owner of the house also thought of this, so he prepared some masks for people to choose from.

Just as Lin Junfeng was about to go to get the mask, Li Wenru spoke first: "No mask." ”

Lin Junfeng withdrew his hand in a daze, and had to say, "I don't need a mask either." ”

Li Wenru doesn't need it, it doesn't matter if he uses it or not, after all, something really has to happen, and people can find him by following Li Wenru's line.

So it doesn't matter if you wear it or not.

After all, it is difficult for such a small circle of low-level monks to have treasures that make people kill people and sell goods... Lin Junfeng thought about it while following behind Li Wenru and walked into the house.

The interior has clearly been remodeled, with only a hall and a side room.

This results in a large enough space in the hall.

There are wooden windows on all sides, and the sunlight that falls in drives away the darkness here.

In the center of the hall there were two rows of chairs in a circle, some sitting, some walking back and forth, about twenty people.

Most of them didn't wear masks, only a small number wore the kind of masks given by strong men.

Lin Junfeng raised his head and glanced over from left to right, and suddenly he saw a young man with a hooked nose and triangular eyes, scanning those beautiful female monks with a vague gaze, and there was a hint of obscenity in the depths of his eyes.

"Let's go over there."

Li Wenru's voice was not loud, but in this relatively empty hall, it was enough to attract everyone's attention.

Senior sister, you don't need to say this more... Lin Junfeng turned his head and looked at Li Wenru, since he came in, just find a seat and sit down, there is no need to speak again.

Of course.

Lin Junfeng definitely didn't blame his senior sister, he just habitually complained.

When the triangular-eyed young man saw Li Wenru, there was surprise in his eyes, he walked over quickly, and said with a smile in front of Li Wenru:

"Senior Sister Li is so coincidental, you also came to the party."

He looked at Li Wenru, and there was a hint of heat and obscenity in the depths of his eyes.

If you don't look closely, you can't see it.

Li Wenru seemed to recognize him, looked at him and said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Zhang, which is quite a coincidence." ”

"It's been more than half a month since the last goodbye, Senior Sister Li is okay?"

The young man had a smile on his face, and even fools could see that he was interested in Li Wenru.

Lin Junfeng, who looked at this, pouted, and thought, where did this guy come from, as soon as he looked at him, he knew that he was not a good person.

He couldn't help coughing twice, Li Wenru heard his cough, so he turned his head to look at him, and said softly: "Little junior brother, he is Zhang Feng, the ninth disciple of the peak master of Black Dragon Peak." ”

What, this guy is Zhang Feng, no wonder, I'll just say, he's not a good person... Lin Junfeng was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it.

This guy definitely doesn't know that I killed his men, well, I'll look at his expression and make sure later.

Thinking of this, Lin Junfeng looked at Zhang Feng seriously and observed his expression.

At this time, he heard Li Wenru say: "Senior Brother Zhang, this is my junior brother Lin Junfeng. ”

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "It turned out to be the little apprentice of Ziyang Zhenren, hello, hello." ”

He didn't show any expression when he heard my name, just like he had heard of me for the first time, so it seemed that my guess was right, he didn't know that I had killed his men.... Well, obviously defensive and hostile to me in my heart, and laughing so loudly, hypocritical... Although Zhang Feng was full of smiles, Lin Junfeng still sensed the vigilance and hostility in his heart, and the reason why this was so was of course the third senior sister who was as beautiful as a flower.

It's like if there is a handsome and handsome man next to the person you like, are you not guarded against hostility?

Senior sister, you are really a red face... Lin Junfeng greeted Zhang Feng with a smile, no matter what kind of person Zhang Feng is, since the other party greeted him with a smile, well, even if it was a fake smile, of course he had to respond to the smile.

Then, he saw Zhang Feng pointing to an ordinary-looking, thin young man beside him and said, "He is my junior brother Li Ling." ”

Li Ling politely greeted the two of them, and then stopped talking, looking quite silent.

"Senior Sister Li, let's go sit over there."

Zhang Feng pointed to the empty seat on the side.

Li Wenru bowed her head lightly and walked over there generously.

When he came to the empty seat, just when Li Wenru wanted to sit down, Zhang Feng walked there first, wiped the seat twice with his sleeve, and then said to Li Wenru with a smile on his face: "Senior Sister Li, please take a seat." ”

Looking at Zhang Feng's appearance, Lin Junfeng seemed to see two words from his head: licking dog.

Big breasted brother, licking the dog has no future... Shaking his head, Lin Junfeng walked around to Li Wenru's side, and just wanted to sit down, but who knew that Zhang Feng actually sat down first.

This Nima, on purpose... Lin Junfeng took a breath, looked at Zhang Feng as if nothing had happened, didn't say anything, walked to Li Wenru's right hand and sat down.

Then Li Ling sat next to Zhang Feng.

Because it was not yet six o'clock, and the owner of the house did not appear, everyone was more casual, some gathered together to talk, and some closed their eyes to recuperate.

And in this process, Zhang Feng spoke to Li Wenru diligently, and occasionally squeezed Lin Junfeng, of course, this is not obvious, the performance is more obscure, if you don't think deeply, I think he is a scheming person.

Of course.

The male friars in the hall would occasionally sweep their gaze covertly over Li Wenru, including the elderly over sixty years old.

"Ahem."

That's when it happened.

There was a cough with a rather old voice, and everyone straightened up, knowing that the owner of the house had finally appeared.

Sure enough, an old man with half-black and half-white hair and spots on his face lifted the curtain and walked out of the wing.