According to what the young doctor said, Luo Sheng walked nearly twenty miles to the west of the county seat, and finally saw a small forest.

And in the depths of the woods, a little light appeared, and there were faint voices coming out.

That should be the black market.

Luo Sheng followed the path hundreds of meters into the woods, and found that the lanterns were hanging high, and people came and went, like a night market.

Each stall is very simple, all of them are coarse cloth or straw mats spread on the ground, and various utensils for sale are placed on them.

Luo Sheng only took a cursory glance and found that most of these artifacts were ordinary.

There are those who sell swords, those who sell antiques, calligraphy and paintings, those who sell tea, and even those who sell flatbread and wowotou......

This is the black market?

Luo Shenghuan thought that this place was full of contraband, but he didn't expect it to be similar to an ordinary market.

However, unlike ordinary night markets, less than half of the people here wear masks or hats, which hide their true appearance.

Where is the ginseng?

Luo Sheng slowly walked with the crowd, his eyes swept around, looking for his target this time.

Suddenly, he saw a group of people gathered in front of a stall in front of him, and many of these people were wearing swords and suspected martial artists.

Someone asked: "Is ginseng sold for 20 taels a catty?" That's a cut above the market price. ”

Ginseng?

Luo Sheng's heart moved, squeezed into the crowd, and looked towards the stall.

I saw two masked stall owners, a man and a woman, sitting on a small pony, with a wooden box in front of them.

The woman said, "20 taels are not for sale!" It's all on the black market, and you still want to use this money to buy ginseng? You go to town and see if there's anything else to sell to you?

"If you want to buy ginseng, 50 taels a catty, not a tael less!"

The man did not speak, but his breath was condensed, and his right hand was resting on the hilt of a knife at his waist.

The essence of his gaze is exposed, the cold light is terrifying, and he also shows a very difficult appearance to provoke.

"50 taels a pound? You're crazy about money! I don't want to think about whether this money is hot or not? ”

There was a look of indignation in the eyes of the people around him.

Luo Sheng also frowned secretly.

50 taels a pound? This is three times the original price, no wonder everyone can't accept it.

But now that ginseng is out of stock in the market, I am afraid that there is no other way to find it except here, which is the reason why everyone is reluctant to leave because of the high price.

"Your ginseng is so expensive, let everyone inspect the goods first."

One of them stepped forward as he spoke, then suddenly reached out and picked up the box of ginseng on the ground, and turned around to run.

This is obviously not going to pay for a robbery, this scene is too sudden, and everyone is shocked.

However, the next moment, the male stall owner drew his knife.

The snow-bright sword light shot out like a hammer, instantly cutting the man's back, and blood splattered!

Before everyone could react, the male stall owner had already put his knife into the sheath, and even the box was taken back.

The man who snatched the box fell to the ground screaming, convulsed a few times, and soon died silent.

Seeing this scene, everyone present showed shocked looks.

Good knife technique.

Luo Sheng also stared, just by taking out the knife just now, it could be seen that the male stall owner in front of him was actually a skilled knife master.

The male stall owner said lightly while wiping his knife: "After operating in the black market for more than 5 years, you don't think that we can do this business because of luck, right?" ”

On a stall not far away, a stall owner selling steel crossbows said with a smile:

"That brother and sister are one of the best masters in this black market, nicknamed 'Flying Blood Twin Knives', if you want to provoke them, you are looking at the wrong person~"

After this, the expressions of the people around him suddenly became much more honest, and the dissatisfied expressions before disappeared.

The female stall owner said coldly: "If you want to buy it, you will get the money, and if you don't buy it, get out quickly!" Don't stop us from doing business here!

"But let me say it first, Baicao Garden is no longer supplying to the outside world, except for us, you don't want to buy ginseng anywhere else!"

Just when everyone was a little hesitant, Luo Sheng walked out from behind the crowd and came to the front of the stall and asked:

"How many ginseng do you have now?"

The female stall owner glanced at him and said lightly: "Only 5 catties, 50 taels and one catty, how much do you want?" ”

One medicine requires 2 two ginsengs, and one catty is 5 servings of medicine, and 5 catties is not enough for even a month's servings.

Luo Sheng said: "Then I want all these ginseng." ”

As he spoke, he was about to reach into his pocket and take the money.

However, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded, "Ginseng? Who is selling ginseng? ”

With the sound of horses' hooves, five men on horseback rampaged through the black market, causing a wave of chaos.

"Phew—"

Several people reined in in front of the stalls, and the horses' hooves were raised high, causing the crowd to scatter in all directions.

Luo Sheng frowned, and also took two steps back.

The bald man with mink in the lead held a leather whip in his hand, squinted at the male and female stall owners, and asked loudly, "Are you selling ginseng?" How many are there? ”

Someone whispered: "This is the person from Black Wind Village......"

Black Wind Village?

Luo Sheng's heart moved.

This seems to be a group of powerful bandits wandering around, specializing in robbing rich merchants and large families, ruthless, and making ordinary people frightened.

The female stall owner said lightly: "Today's goods have been sold out, if you want ginseng, wait for tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow?"

The mink man smiled, pointed at the male and female stall owners with a whip and said:

"You two are from the Hundred Herb Garden, right? Ginseng was stolen from the lodge and sold, so there is still a lot of stock in stock.

"Our Black Wind Village is in urgent need of manpower now, you two will obediently go back to the village with me now to join the gang, and in the future, we will take ginseng from Baicao Garden for us."

Hearing the other party's words, the male stall owner's eyes narrowed, and he held the handle of the knife and said in a cold voice:

"Black Wind Village is so arrogant! A few bandits, are our brothers and sisters soft persimmons that are easy to pinch?

"You leave here, I can not pursue what you just said, otherwise don't blame the Flying Blood Knife in my hand for being polite!"

When the mink man heard this, he laughed,

"A few country horsemen, really think they are a character? Toast without eating and eating penalty wine! ”

With the last loud shout, he raised the horsewhip in his hand and whipped it down hard at the male stall owner!

"How daring!"

The male and female stall owners both drew their knives in a rage, and two flashes of snow light shot out like a match, instantly cutting the leather whip into three pieces.

However, this is just a trick by the mink man.

He laughed and spread his arms and leaped from his horse like an eagle as a pair of broad talons grabbed at the male and female stall owners at the same time.

The male and female stall owners were shocked, and it was too late to swing the knife, so they had to swing their left palms to meet them.

The next moment, bone cracking and screams sounded at the same time, and their palms were like soft dough, twisted and crushed by the eagle claw hand of the mink man!

"Get down on my knees!"

The mink man snorted coldly, pinched the two of them's discarded palms with both hands, and dragged them down hard!

Under the severe pain, the male and female stall owners had their faces twisted and twisted, and they had no choice but to bend their knees downward.

In just one shot, the Flying Blood Twin Knife, which was still imposing just now, failed miserably, and his palms were abandoned and knelt on the ground!