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The Zhang family's movements were very fast, and after Zhang Han put forward the conditions, only half an hour or so passed, and the three things he needed were ready.

Compared with Aolong Wuxiang, Zhang Han's three conditions are just a drop in the bucket.

Originally, many elders were still worried that Zhang Han would not agree, and they kept arguing, thinking of a way. But I didn't expect things to be so smooth.

I'm afraid that Zhang Hu will fall, and Zhang Han knows that he can't keep the relics, so he takes the initiative to give up in exchange for some money.

Both parties were overjoyed, so after Zhang Han made this request, three things were immediately prepared in the warehouse and sent to Zhang Han's residence.

"I can't wait. ”

"I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll regret it!"

Zhang Han sat at the table, looking at the three things placed in front of him, and his face began to be a little cold.

After a little contemplation, Zhang Han picked up the stack of golden tickets, put away the five pieces of floating flowers and the Jin Lingwei, which was more than a foot high, and turned around and walked out of the door.

He was going to a place and buy the remaining two herbs.

When night falls, Nanshan Castle is brightly lit.

The news of the death of the disciples of the Zhang family has been spread throughout the city, and there are many rumors around the streets and alleys.

On a certain street, a black-robed figure shuttled through the crowd.

The wide black robe completely enveloped the whole person, and in the night, his face could not be seen clearly.

This person is Zhang Han who has been disguised.

The crowd was bustling, and all kinds of shouting were endless. Zhang Han didn't hear about these, and the whole person was covered by a black robe, and he hurried away.

Suddenly, Zhang Han's direction changed, flashed quickly, and entered a narrow alley next to him.

The noise of the street outside has disappeared, the light has disappeared here, and there is an eerie atmosphere of darkness all around.

But in the face of this qiē, Zhang Han's face did not change, his eyes shrouded in black robes swept around, and his steps hurried, passing quickly through this alley.

The long and narrow alleys extend in all directions, and there is no one in the alley, only Zhang Han's footsteps pass by, and the sound of stepping on the ground makes a noise.

Suddenly, in front of the dim alley, a street lamp emitting a dark yellow light appeared, which was particularly abrupt in the darkness.

"This is it. ”

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han's eyes couldn't help but light up, and a little surprise began to appear on his face.

After approaching the street lamp, Zhang Han saw that under the street lamp, there was a half-zhang tall statue.

And this lamp hangs above this statue.

"Black market entrance. According to the memories of his previous life, Zhang Han easily found this place.

This is where the black market in Nanshan City is located.

There was no one around, except for the statue that stood there, silent.

After entering, Zhang Han grabbed the statue's right hand, then grabbed his middle finger and rotated it a few times, and with a buzzing sound of organ vibration, Zhang Han's face also appeared a little happy.

With a crisp sound, the wall to the right of the statue began to move, and in a short time an entrance appeared that could accommodate one person.

Inside the entrance, a faint light came out, Zhang Han's face was happy, and he strode into it.

As soon as I entered, there was another noise from the entrance behind me, and it closed again.

After passing through a narrow passage, there was a bright light ahead, and a wave of noise swept over like a heat wave.

There were people coming and going, and many people were wearing black robes like Zhang Han, making it difficult to see their faces.

This seems to have become the rule here.

But there are also many people who do not deliberately cover their faces and swagger in this black market.

Zhang Han looked around the market, looking for what he wanted to buy.

"Thunder grass, please ...... god tea"

"There must be both. ”

These two items are extremely rare, and even in the black market, only a few shops sell them.

"Huh?" Zhang Han's gaze swept quickly, and when he saw the shop in front of him, a little surprise appeared on his face.

"Thunderweed. ”

At that moment, the pace began to pick up, and I walked briskly.

After getting closer, Zhang Han noticed that there was an old man standing there in front of the shop, talking to the shopkeeper.

"I bought it from you, and now there is a problem, what do you say?"

"Withdrawn"

As soon as he got closer, he heard a scolding coming, feeling Zhang Han's approach, the old man glanced at it casually, and continued to reason with the shopkeeper.

"This zombie martial artist is completely a defective product. ”

After speaking, the old man looked angry and glared at the shopkeeper fiercely.

"We promise that there will be absolutely no problems when it is sold, and if you don't cultivate well yourself, you will come to me?"

"Here, you can't be wild. ”

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man, and he didn't back down at this time, and he drank at the bottom.

Seeing Zhang Han approaching, the shopkeeper wanted to come to entertain, but he was entangled by the old man.

Listening to the conversation between the two, his eyes fell on the thunder grass next to him, Zhang Han frowned slightly, and wanted to interrupt.

At this moment, a noisy sound began to sound not far away, and bursts of screams continued to be heard.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong!"

Zhang Han turned his head to look not far away, the crowd was in turmoil, and bursts of noise were coming.

Soon, a person in front of him came running quickly, but the target was in the direction where Zhang Han and the others were.

"Lao Wang, your zombie martial artist has gone berserk. ”

One man ran in surprise, with a little anxiety on his face, and screamed at this time.

"Hmph, now it's up to you what you say. ”

The old man dropped a sentence fiercely, and hurriedly raised his steps and ran towards the place where the crowd gathered in the distance.

There was a commotion ahead, and the zombie martial arts who were bought from here went berserk, and the shopkeeper was also stunned when he heard this, and he also stepped forward quickly.

"Zombie Martial Ministers?"

A trace of doubt also appeared on Zhang Han's face, and he followed the two of them forward quickly.

In the dense crowd, there was a zombie martial artist about a foot in size, who began to run around in the field, and there was a sharp and piercing sound, which was constantly sounding.

The onlookers screamed, and when the zombie Wu Xiang approached, they quickly retreated one by one, and a little panic began to appear on their faces.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way......"

When the old man approached, he immediately burst into tears, and the onlookers in front of him also separated a way for him to pass Guò.

"Here we go again. ”

The old man muttered, his palm was rapidly sealing, and a faint halo began to diffuse, and he drank with a sound.

"Press!"

In the palm of his hand, a light mark emerged, enveloping the zombie martial minister.

"Snort...... Sneer......"

That zombie martial artist seemed to have been pressed down by a mountain and fixed there by the light seal, but a piercing sound kept ringing.

Although under the control of the old man, the zombie martial arts were frozen, but they kept howling, and a piercing roar kept spreading, and the one-foot-sized body was constantly trembling, wanting to get out of the old man's control.

"Look, isn't there a problem?" the old man yelled at the shopkeeper who was still rioting, pointing to the zombie warrior who was still rioting. "There's no way to subdue it, and you're still quibbling?"

"Retreat, give me a retreat. ”

Under the shrill cry of the zombie martial arts, the old man's confidence also became more sufficient, and he shouted at the shopkeeper.

The facts were in front of him, and for a while the shopkeeper couldn't help but be stunned, standing in place, at a loss.

The zombie martial arts went berserk, this was the first time he had encountered it, and even he couldn't think of a solution.

Just as the shopkeeper hesitated, a black-robed man walked into the crowd and attracted everyone's attention.

Zhang Han stepped in and walked straight towards the zombie martial minister, and just when the old man began to drink, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at the top of the zombie martial minister's head.

With Zhang Han's finger, the zombie martial arts who had been constantly rioting stopped in an instant, like a statue.

Everyone next to him was dumbfounded and looked at Zhang Han in disbelief.

The old man was still questioning the shopkeeper with a sinister face, but then there was a sudden silence next to him, and his voice gradually became quieter.

The zombie martial artist who was originally rioting became like a statue at this time, standing there quietly, motionless.

"This, this ......"

The old man's face also began to grow a little surprised, and his face was full of incredulity.

"The Yanjia Zombie Fist that cultivated this martial god didn't cultivate in place, so there was a problem.

The solution, on the 369th of every month, at midnight, use seven drops of black dog blood and three drops of virgin blood, fused together, to soothe zombie martial arts. ”

A voice sounded in the black robe, slowly spreading and ringing all around.

Everyone was stunned and watched this scene in disbelief. For Zhang Han's words, everyone was still a little incredulous. But the zombie martial artist who was originally rampant was really restrained by the man in front of him.

"Did you hear it, it was because the zombie fist you cultivated was not in place, and the problem would appear. ”

The problem was solved, and the shopkeeper's confidence instantly became sufficient, and he shouted at the old man.

Although the old man was unconvinced, the zombie martial artist really stopped the riot, which made him have nothing to say.

"Could it be that this person is a child of a big family?"

"The zombie martial arts were so simply suppressed. ”

Looking at the figure shrouded in black robes, the old man secretly guessed in his heart. But the zombie martial arts had already been dealt with, and he left satisfied.

Obviously, it is to test Zhang Han's method.

Looking at the crowd that dispersed, a little smile appeared on Zhang Han's face. The rampage of zombie martial artists will often occur in the future, and this method is quite popular and almost everyone knows it.

"Thank you, thank you......"

"I think you want to buy something, right? ”

Just when Zhang Han was looking around for the previous shop, a person suddenly came next to him and said enthusiastically.

The figure that suddenly appeared was the previous shopkeeper.

Zhang Han came forward to solve the problem of zombie martial arts, and he also reduced a lot of losses, so he was naturally quite happy. Seeing that Zhang Han wanted to buy something, he naturally greeted him warmly.

"Thank you so much, owner. ”

Zhang Han's face also showed a little joy, his voice did not change, and he said lightly.

"It should be, it should be. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said and led Zhang Han to his shop.

"What do you need?"

The middle-aged shopkeeper was enthusiastic.

"Thunder grass, please god tea. ”

Zhang Han's eyes swept over and he spoke.

"These two things are not cheap!"

"Also, there aren't a lot of goods in this market. ”

Although Zhang Han inadvertently helped him recover a loss, when it came time to actually do business, the shopkeeper quickly regained his businessman nature.

"The sum of the two things is three thousand taels of gold. ”

The shopkeeper gestured his palms, calculated, and said to Zhang Han, while carefully observing Zhang Han's reaction.

Both of these herbs are quite valuable, and the price is naturally quite expensive.

Zhang Han bowed slightly, and his face shrouded in black robes did not show any change.

Based on Zhang Han's experience in his previous life, the sum of these two items of three thousand taels of gold is indeed not expensive, and it can even be said to be cheap.

"That's it!" Zhang Han groaned slightly, and said indifferently. "I'll give you five thousand taels of gold. ”

"In addition to these two things, you can help me issue a task of stealing the statue of the water god of the water temple by the river, and then help me rent an alchemy room. ”

The reason why the black market is called the black market, in addition to the trading of some precious medicinal materials, there are also some tasks, such as revenge and killing, stealing things, etc., here, they are all marked on the bright side.

In the black market, there are also many alchemy rooms for people to rent.

"No problem. ”

The shopkeeper agreed to it, and the price offered by Zhang Han was also quite reasonable. "I'll take you to the alchemy room first. ”

Zhang Han nodded, followed behind the shopkeeper, and walked towards the depths of the black market.

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