Liang Song settled the injured Sealing Valley Snake, and seeing that Zhao Lin was still meditating, he dragged the four corpses to one place.

The talismans, incense sticks, magic weapons, lock bags and other items that were found were placed aside, waiting for Zhao Lin to deal with them for a while.

Zhao Lin is more experienced in this regard.

Next, he went to the waterhole to get some water and wiped the spirit boat.

Three people had just died on the spirit boat, and there were blood stains everywhere, and it took a while to wipe them clean.

It doesn't matter if there are some things left that can't be wiped off, someone asks and says it's the blood of demon beasts.

After an hour, the sun rose three poles, and Zhao Lin finished his work,

"Brother Liang, what is your usual magic weapon?"

Zhao Lin squatted down, looked at the magic weapon on the ground and asked.

There are a total of five magic weapons, Tao Huang's black flying hammer, Li Chong's judge's pen, Li Chengfu's silver long sword and nine small swords, and the magic weapon of the poisoned monk is a scimitar.

The best magic weapon is undoubtedly the silver long sword, which is not ordinary at first glance. However, Zhao Lin did not practice spirit sword art, so he was not interested in this magic weapon.

What he liked was the Black Flying Hammer, and the Ice Spiral Hammer was not only an attack spell, but also a magic weapon, which was of the same nature as the Fire Cloud Spirit Whip.

"The magic weapon I practiced was the crescent thorn."

Liang Song took out a short weapon shaped like a crescent moon with two pointed ends from his waist, and from Zhao Lin's eyes, the quality of this crescent thorn belonged to the middle and lower, only a little stronger than the usual big road goods.

"These little swords are suitable for you, the magic weapon of the foundation building monk, the quality is not to be said."

Zhao Lin pointed to the nine small swords and said.

"But the magic weapon has a family crest on it, and you can't use it directly, I'll put it away first, and then I'll give it to you after I find someone to deal with it in Fang City."

There are many shops in the market that repair magic weapons, and they all have a business that is not announced to the public, but everyone knows it.

It is to polish and refine the ready-made magic weapon, make a little change, and to put it bluntly, it is to deal with the stolen goods.

Zhao Lin put the magic weapon into his black pocket.

The black clothes bag is invulnerable, and it can also isolate the divine sense, which is perfect for storing magic weapons.

There are not many talismans found in the search, they are all talismans such as messengers and escapes, printed with family emblems, and they cannot be kept.

Zhao Lin picked up Li Chengfu's lock bag, weighed it, and felt very heavy, there must be a lot of good things in it, but unfortunately it couldn't be opened.

The lock bags seized from the Earth Dark Sect can be handed over to the sect, and there are monks who specialize in breaking the ban to deal with them, but these lock bags cannot be handed over.

Zhao Lin decided to burn it down.

The two retreated to the spirit boat, and Zhao Lin pinched the trick and cast a spell, releasing hundreds of flame arrows, burning the talismans, corpses, and lock bags.

In an instant, the flames burst into the sky, and the explosions continued one after another.

Liang Song opened the defensive circle to fend off the debris that burst out.

After a quarter of an hour or so, the fire gradually extinguished, and a large pit appeared in the ground, and the corpses and various objects turned to black ash.

The two searched the neighborhood and found nothing left.

"Cleaned up."

Zhao Lin clapped his palms, suddenly frowned, looked at somewhere in the forest, and said in a deep voice: "Someone is here." ”

"It can't be from the Li family, right?"

Liang Song said nervously.

Zhao Lin listened for a while and shook his head, "It shouldn't be, there are only three people, and they didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts." ”

Although they judged that they were not enemies, the two of them still walked back to the spirit boat, and if something was wrong, they drove the spirit boat away.

After a while, three monks came into view.

Walking in front was a dark-skinned, half-old man in his forties, Xu Ye, followed by two young monks in their early twenties.

Zhao Lin used the Qi Hope Technique to watch, the cultivation of the swarthy monk was the eighth layer of qi refining, one of the two young men was the fifth layer of qi refining, and the other was the sixth layer of qi refining.

The three of them all carried the beast bag on their backs and carried purple-spotted bamboo baskets in their hands.

Purple spotted bamboo is a kind of spiritual bamboo, which is extremely tough and is specially used to contain demon insects.

The three of them are dressed up in this way, obviously to catch demon insects.

"You guys were just burning the fire?"

The swarthy monk asked, looking around as he spoke, his nose twitching, sniffing the air vigorously.

"It smells burnt."

Standing beside him, the tall young monk said.

"It seems that we have met our peers, and the three of us are also here to catch demon insects, right?"

Zhao Lin smiled and deliberately diverted the topic.

"Yes, we're catching demon insects, and you're scared away when you make such a big noise."

Another young monk of medium stature complained.

"I'm so sorry, we didn't know there was anyone nearby and accidentally disturbed the three. I don't know what demon insects the three of them caught? ”

Zhao Lin arched his hand and asked with a smile.

"What else can there be in Kowloon Pond? It's some twin-tailed scorpions, black water snails and other demon insects. ”

Seeing Zhao Lin's friendly attitude, the dark monk said in a slow tone.

"We are from the Royal Beast Hall of Yanmen County, and we are here to catch demon insects. Why don't you sell the demon worm to us? ”

Zhao Lin and Liang Song glanced at each other, and their hearts moved.

Although the enemy has been wiped out, it won't be long before the Li Tao family will find out that this place is not suitable for a long time.

Since there are ready-made demon insects, it is better to buy them directly.

The swarthy monk thought for a moment and asked, "How much money are you going to give?" ”

"One percent higher than the market price, and one percent more is considered compensation, how about it?"

"Do you take them all?"

"Take it all!"

The swarthy monk was quite straightforward, put the purple-spotted bamboo basket on the ground, and said to Zhao Lin and Liang Song, "You send someone to inspect the goods. ”

The two young monks did the same, placing the purple-spotted bamboo basket on the ground.

"We have the Wild Goose Talisman."

Stepping back ten feet away, the swarthy monk took out a talisman from his cuff and gestured.

The monk has mana, and this is a wild place, and there is a certain risk in trading, so it is not too careful.

"Brother Liang, let's go."

Zhao Lin didn't know the demon insect, so he took two steps back and said.

"Don't worry, we're here to catch monsters."

Liang Song took off the crescent moon thorn from his waist and threw it to the ground, signaling that he was not hostile, and walked over slowly.

I opened the lid of the purple-spotted bamboo basket one by one, saw the dense demon insects inside, and nodded: "No problem, there are about ninety, and the market price is nine hundred spirit coins, even if it is one thousand spirit coins." ”

The swarthy monk said: "Almost, a purple spotted bamboo basket of fifty spirit coins, you take them together, or do you pack them yourself?" ”

Liang Song said: "Take it with you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a handful of spirit coins from the lock bag, counted out one thousand and fifty yuan spirit coins, put them on the ground, and walked back to the spirit boat with a purple-spotted bamboo basket.

Zhao Lin asked, "It's these poisonous insects, right?" ”

Liang Song said: "No problem, they are all Shiyan turtles love to eat." ”

The swarthy monk walked back with the two young men, picked up the spirit coins on the ground and counted them, with a smile on his face, "Not bad." ”

"When we meet, say goodbye."

Zhao Lin and Liang Song surrendered their hands together, controlled the spirit boat to rise into the air, and flew towards Yanmen County.

After the two left, the swarthy monk walked to the big pit on the ground, looked at the ashes on the ground, and said in a low voice: "These two people are not ordinary, I am afraid that there has just been a murder and treasure grabbing." ”

"Really? Just the two of them? It doesn't look like it. ”

"yes, I think they're kind."

The two young monks were surprised.

"Kind fart, you still owe ...... experience" (end of chapter)