Chapter 12: The Talisman
"Senior brother, I discussed it with your senior brother, this time the corpse was removed, the junior brother contributed a lot, is it good to take a medium-grade spirit stone alone?"
When she went out, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to share the spoils.
"This can't work, take as much as you want, there are too many spirit stones in one grade."
Yang Guang hurriedly excused himself, the two ends were green and stiff, none of them were killed by him, and there were really a lot of spirit stones in one middle.
"Senior brother said with a smile, if it weren't for the junior brother dragging a green stiff alone, whether your senior brother and sister would be safe or sound is a question."
Ye Hanqiu thought of the more than twenty walking corpses again, and most of them were burned without Yang Guang's fire talisman, in case they fell into the corpse group, he and his junior sister were afraid that they would be planted.
"Since that's the case, junior brother, I might as well be respectful."
Yang Guang took the spirit stone at this time, a medium-grade spirit stone! Yang Guang now only has such a medium-grade spirit stone on his body, and if he doesn't want it, it's all fake.
Seeing Yang Guang take the spirit stone, Ye Hanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your senior sister and I are going back to the inn to rest, junior brother, will you come with us?"
"Senior brother, it's time for my guy to eat, I have to go to the market."
Yang Guang took out his foreshadowing pen and waved it, and the hair on it was almost bald.
"If so, we'll go first, and the junior brother will come back to the inn to find us."
Ye Hanqiu and Lin Xiaoxiao waved goodbye to Yang Guang and walked side by side.
Yang Guang looked for it alone in Jinchan County, and it was not the first time that Yang Guang, the county seat, had come, but the time had been a long time, and there were many changes in shops around the country, which made Yang Guang a little unfamiliar for a while.
After many rounds and turns, Yang Guang came to an alley, where there was a blinding method that allowed mortals without cultivation to pass through here, and only cultivators who could feel the fluctuations of spiritual power could enter.
Drilling through the alley, the eyes suddenly opened up, this is a market exclusive to immortal cultivators, as far as the eye can see, there are countless strange costumes, deformed and strange people, and I don't know if there are evil monks who are haunted by evil grudges.
At the edge of the bazaar, there are monks setting up roadside stalls, holding amplified instruments and selling their wares.
There are also those who are quiet, meditating and practicing in their own stalls, and all kinds of goods are clearly marked with price codes, just waiting for people who are destined to come to bargain.
Although the bazaar is prosperous, the goods on the fringes are mixed, and whether it is good or bad depends on the eyesight.
I am young, inexperienced, and desperate, I am afraid that I will be played to death by the old monster here who does not know the age.
To be on the safe side, it's better to buy from the shops in the market center.
Skipping the many stalls along the way, ignoring the enthusiastic retention of the stall owners, I walked straight in the direction of the store.
The innermost shops, although not many, are the core industry of the market.
Yang Guang first came to the Imperial Decree Society, which specialized in the business of talismans.
As soon as the shopkeeper inside saw Yang Guang enter the door, he greeted him warmly, the money of a half-grown child is the best to earn, he doesn't understand anything and can't wipe his face, and a flicker is a few spirit stones into the account, and he can eat some rebates, beautiful!
"This son, please, what do you need, Fu Gong? Or is it a talisman paraphernalia? We have recently added a new batch of fire spirit talismans, and the power is 30% higher than that on the market! Do you want to pass by? ”
Yang Guang didn't say anything, he could draw a fire talisman with a pen, what else do you want to do with the fire spirit talisman? The clerk obviously saw that Yang Guang was young and wanted to make a profiteering business for a while.
"Do you have a talisman brush?" Yang Guang interrupted the clerk who was still chattering.
"Yes, yes, wait."
The shopkeeper was overjoyed, such a young doll, even if the child was ignorant, he wanted to walk the talisman road, buy talisman strokes and practice his hands, and then sell a few dozen slightly better talisman paper to go out, which is more profitable than selling some low-level talismans.
The shopkeeper took out a bunch of cardboard boxes of talisman pens from under the counter with different colors and styles, and the prices were not the same.
I saw Xiao Er pick up a slightly cheaper pen and said:
"Childe, please look, this emerald bamboo pen. The pen barrel is made of green bamboo and young bamboo, and the snow rabbit tail hair is made of the pen edge, and the top and bottom are polished and smooth, and they are integrated, although the material is not tough enough, but it is suitable for beginners to use, and the price is also cheap, as long as fifteen pieces of lower grade spirit stones. ”
When Yang Guang heard that the material was inferior, he was immediately unhappy, and said, "Change to a better one." ”
The shopkeeper immediately changed to an expensive talisman pen, and introduced it in mid-air with his aura:
"Childe and look at this carved dragon purple jade pen, the pen blade is made of the tail hair of the moon wolf demon, the pen is refined by purple jade, in order to reduce the weight of the pen, it is carved hollow by the carving master Fang Xing, you see this dragon is vivid, take it out and have a face, and the price is one hundred and thirty pieces of lower grade spirit stone."
Yang Guang took the pen, waved it twice, frowned, the carved dragon painting snake added enough to affect the feel, and the hollow material made the center of the pen unstable, not satisfied, and handed it back to the shopkeeper.
"This one won't work, change a shot, pick a good one!"
When the shopkeeper heard this, he thought that Yang Guang was a rich boy who was not bad for money, and then the pen he took out was more expensive than the other, and the pen he took out was more expensive than the other, and the one was better than the other, but in addition to being good-looking, there was no practicality.
……
"Childe, look at this angry wave pen, it only costs two medium-grade spirit stones, needless to say, you should also be able to feel the extraordinaryness of this one, the previous pens are compared with this one, all of them are dirt on the ground......"
"Enough!"
Yang Guang couldn't stand the shopkeeper fooling him like this, so he was furious, took out the small rejuvenation charm he drew from the talisman bag, slapped it on the counter with a snap, and said:
"Bastard thing, master, I started to learn to draw talismans before I stepped into practice, and I used some defective products to fool my master, what? I don't want the signboard of the Imperial Decree Society?! ”
The shopkeeper was stunned for a while, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the rejuvenation talisman was a variant of the wood spirit talisman, and those who did not have a solid foundation could not draw it, but he didn't expect that today he was beaten by the eyes of the dog, and hurriedly smiled:
"Childe is angry, and the little one will take out the talisman pen for Childe to see."
After speaking, he ran upstairs with a cigarette, and after a while, the shopkeeper walked down with another pile of cardboard boxes and carefully put them on the counter, for fear of breaking them.
"Childe, all the best talisman pens in the store are here, you can pick your own."
When Yang Guang heard this, he lowered his head and picked it up in the pile of talisman pens, I have to say that the quality of the talisman pens this time is much better.
Soon, Yang Guang picked out a talisman pen, which was black all over, with a round feel and a slight pressure on his hand.
"Childe has good eyesight, this lion awakening pen is the top grade in this pile of talisman pens, the pen shaft is made of bitter wood, and the pen is made of the mane of the flame lion, and the success rate of drawing talismans can be improved a lot, but the weight is heavier."
"Hmm." Yang Guang was very satisfied with the pen he picked out.
Putting the lion pen aside, Yang Guang picked it up again, and he was still short of a light pen for quick drawing.
After another round of picking, Yang Guang found a bamboo pen from a pile of talisman pens.
"Wrap these two pens and check out!"
"A total of medium-grade spirit stones."
The shopkeeper took out a stack of blank talismans and handed them to Yang Guang with a shy smile.
"Childe, this is a gift from our store, please accept it."
Yang Guang took it, roughly counted it, about a hundred and ten, and put it into his basket.
After settling the account, the shopkeeper looked at Yang Guangyuan's figure and pouted, he was still familiar with the other party, and he took the things and left.