In the bustling flow of people, one stall is particularly eye-catching, just because the stall is so big, occupying the size of seven or eight stalls of others.

There are some cages on the stalls, the cages are huge, the small ones are about two zhang, and the largest cage is nearly ten zhang long.

The crowd in front of the cage was crowded, and Ning Baifeng struggled to squeeze to the front, looking at the cage in front of him, his heart was extremely shocked.

Seven or eight cages were stacked on top of each other, and all kinds of beasts were locked inside, and on top of the cage sat a lean man dressed in a short shirt, with a golden rope straddling his waist. Under the cage, a woman with an ordinary appearance and a simple dress is talking back to customers who ask for a price, and she is very busy.

In the huge cage at the bottom, there was a beast that Ning Baifeng had ever seen, a black-backed crocodile.

It's just that this black-backed crocodile is huge in size and has a fierce attitude, opening its sharp mouth from time to time and roaring at the crowd outside the cage.

In the cage above the black-backed crocodile, a large snake as thick as an arm and red with a rooster-like crown feather on its head, only taller and thicker, and the color was as red as blood. The big snake lay cross-legged, swallowing red snake letters, staring coldly at the crowd outside, making people chill all over.

Ning Baifeng's gaze swept over, and a slightly smaller cage caught Ning Baifeng's attention, the cage was not big, and there was a donkey with gray fur locked in it.

The donkey has four hooves and smokes, although it is only a young donkey, but it is not difficult to see that it will be an extraordinary horse in the future.

Before Ning Baifeng could take a closer look, a loud voice sounded beside him, "Shopkeeper, how much does this red phosphorus blood crown python cost?" ”

Ning Baifeng looked for prestige, and a man in brocade with a big belly, pointed to the big snake cage with a smile in his eyebrows, and asked the woman.

The woman was stunned and turned her head to look at the man in brocade.

The woman smiled and said, "The price depends on the situation, and it only depends on what it is used for." ”

The man in brocade asked, "What's the difference?"

The woman explained: "If the guest officer is for medicinal purposes, it is worth 20 folded back money, and if he wants to take care of the home and nursing home, then he needs 60 folded back money. ”

It was the first time that Ning Baifeng had seen this kind of business, and when the goods were bought, didn't the buyers decide what they would use for themselves? How could they still look at the buyer's use to talk about the price.

The man in brocade shook his head and said: "The price is not right, the red phosphorus blood crown python has not yet become a sperm, and the medicinal value is not strong. ”

The woman nodded and said, "What the guest officer said is good, but this snake has grown so thick that it has not yet become a fine man, what does it mean, why didn't the guest officer say it." ”

The man in brocade looked quite embarrassed when he heard this, obviously he had the intention of lowering the price, but he didn't fool the past.

Yuan Zhen next to him was confused, so he could only pull the robe of the old Taoist priest behind him and ask in a soft voice.

The old Taoist priest said: "This snake seems to be in general appearance, but in fact it is a good beast, looking at its body shape is about two hundred years of fire, but it has not yet become a refinement, it can only show that the snake gall is extremely vigorous. Therefore, the price of this snake is only low and not high, the price of conscience. ”

Ning Baifeng saw that after the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he was about to swallow the cigarette stick, so he could only hurriedly ask: "Then why does the store have to look at the buyer's use to set the price." ”

The old Taoist priest raised the cigarette stick and pointed forward, signaling Ning Baifeng to continue looking.

I saw the brocade-clothed man smile bitterly, and took out an embroidered bag from his arms, "Well, since you can't talk about it, sixty pieces will be sixty, give me the spirit artifacts, why don't you beg for money and goods." ”

The man in the short shirt sitting on the top of the cage took a piccolo from his bosom and threw it into the hand of the man in brocade.

The man in brocade looked at the red piccolo, looked up and asked, "How to use it." ”

The short-shirted man replied, "Do whatever you want, and blow what you want." ”

The brocade-clothed man brought the piccolo to his lips and whimpered.

The big snake in the cage suddenly fell asleep.

The brocade-clothed man nodded with satisfaction, "The troublesome shop sent the cage to the rotten water dock, I am grateful." ”

Before the brocade-clothed man could speak, a cold woman's voice sounded, overshadowing the noise of the surrounding discussions.

"I'm going to have that head-to-foot smoke, let's make a price. ”

The woman who spoke stepped out of the crowd, but it was a cold-faced woman that Ning Baifeng had met in front of the sword stall earlier.

Ning Baifeng was wondering about the beasts in these cages, which was what the woman said, but he saw the short-shirted man sitting on the top of the cage get up and walk to the cage of the gray and white donkey, and stomp his feet.

The short-shirted man spoke for the first time, "This thing is not cheap. ”

Only then did Ning Baifeng understand that the woman was referring to the donkey he saw.

The reason why Ning Baifeng cared was because the donkey ridden by the old Taoist priest was similar to the one in the cage, both of them had smoke on their feet and hooves, and the divine horse was extraordinary, but the difference was that the donkey ridden by the old Taoist priest was obviously an adult, and the coat was black and bright.

It turns out that the old Taoist priest's donkey has such a nice name.

Foot Flying Smoke.

The name is very apt, there is smoke under the feet, and the steps are like flying.

The woman with a cold face didn't care and said, "You make a bid, and I have the final say on whether it agrees or not." ”

The short-shirted man smiled: "Since this is the case, then I won't open some false prices, a fixed price, a treasure money." ”

The woman with a cold face frowned, nodded and said: "Although it is a little expensive, it is worth the price, so why will we see you in Donglin Mulou in two hours." ”

The short-shirted man thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and also charged the woman a fixed amount of ten folded coins.

Ning Baifeng was about to continue watching, but Yuan Zhen shook his shoulders and pointed to his rumbling belly, signaling that it was time to go back.

Ning Baifeng could only leave with the old Taoist priest and Yuan Zhen.

By noon, the market became less crowded.

Ning Baifeng was free at this time, and asked the old Taoist priest: "The senior has not explained why the trading method is so special, and besides, I still want to know what Tongbao money is." ”

The old Taoist priest poured the cigarette stick into the palm of his hand, knocked on the ash inside, and said as he walked: "The reason why the shops that sell beasts are sold separately is that on that piccolo, the red piccolo is attached to the soul of a python, which is equivalent to the natal object of some qi practitioners. As long as you master this thing, it is equivalent to pinching the lifeblood of the python, which is the method of selling living things. If it is used as a dead thing, only the soul on the piccolo needs to be crushed, and the controlled living thing will be severely injured and slaughtered. ”

Ning Baifeng suddenly realized, "So, the price is actually on that piccolo." ”

"That's true. ”

The old Taoist priest avoided a man with a large bag on his shoulder, nodded sideways and replied.

Yuan Zhen was surprised: "How can Piccolo be so expensive?"

The old Taoist priest sighed, "This is a bit long, so let's talk while walking." ”

"Speaking of the piccolo, we have to start with the farmer. Since ancient times, the farmer has been said to have a vein of the imperial spirit, and the best thing in this vein is to catch wild beasts and spirit beasts, catch demons and raise demons. I don't know exactly how to do it, but I know that the farmer's imperial spirits will make some spiritual artifacts to control those monsters and beasts. And that piccolo is a kind of spirit artifact, which is used to control the python. As mentioned earlier, this spiritual artifact is somewhat similar to the natal object of the qi practitioner, but in fact, there are still some differences, the natal object of the qi practitioner can only be used by himself, and the qi practitioner falls, and the natal object is destroyed. And if the soul on the spirit artifact is broken, you can attach another one and reuse it, and the price will naturally be expensive. ”

Only then did Ning Baifeng understand why the previous seller's buying and selling method was so special, it turned out to see if the buyer needed the spirit artifact, but obviously the buyer was also an expert.

"And what is Tongbao money?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have a dry mouth, took out a water bladder from his sleeve, poured two sips, handed the water bladder to Yuan Zhen and Ning Baifeng, and signaled whether he wanted to drink saliva.

Ning Baifeng shook his head and waited for the old Taoist priest to continue.

Yuan Zhenli ignored it, but pinched the old Taoist's sleeve curiously, but found that it was empty.

The old Taoist priest withdrew the water bladder and stuffed it into his sleeve, which caused Yuan Zhen to knead curiously, but it was still empty.

The old Taoist priest continued: "Cultivators are actually not much different from those ordinary people, they all need money to be around, but there is a difference in this money. There are three kinds of money for cultivation, Wentai money, which is also known as the folded back money, Tongbao money, and the most valuable money, the creation money. A Wentai coin is worth a hundred taels of gold in the world, and Tongbao coin is a hundred Wentai coins. ”

Ning Baifeng understood this and memorized it by heart.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the young man who bowed his head in contemplation, his eyes moved slightly, and he exhaled smoke, as if he was sighing, but it was not like it.

Back in the wooden house behind the Donglin Inn, Chef Lin had already prepared lunch, which was very hearty.

Chef Lin sat in the position he had done last night, still holding the wine bowl, although his back was rickety, but his momentum was still very strong.

Chef Lin drank the wine and said in a loud voice: "Old smoker, ten light talismans have been prepared for you, and they are guaranteed to be of the highest quality, enough for these two little guys to use." Anyway, you're also a Taoist priest, and you know how to draw talismans, so why are you looking for me to do?"

The old Taoist priest glared and said: "If you don't learn well, you can't draw well, what's the matter." ”

Chef Lin rolled his eyes.

Ghost only believes, you can't draw the talisman well, who painted the Zhenshan talisman array that shrouds a radius of nearly ten miles in Wanshou Mountain.

Chef Lin was too lazy to worry about the old Taoist priest, and pouted, "There is already news from the observation platform, the poisonous miasma will dissipate around tonight, and there will be a lot of people entering at that time, I advise you not to go in at that time, there are changes in Kaize this year, and no one knows what is happening inside." ”

Chef Lin took a bite to eat, and then continued: "You really don't think about it, leave the two of you here, and you go by yourself? Take two children who are almost powerless to protect themselves into such a dangerous place, I don't know what you are thinking." ”

The old Taoist priest ate the wine and food, did not reply, and did not bother to reply.

Seeing the appearance of the old Taoist priest who did not eat oil and salt, Chef Lin could only sigh, drink a big drink, and by the way, beckon Ning Baifeng and Yuan Zhen to eat more, rest after eating, practice hands or something, don't be like the old smoker, smoke after eating, like a chimney.

After Ning Baifeng finished eating, he still came to the eaves at the door of the wooden house, just like last night, practicing three practices.

Yuan Zhen was bored squatting at the door, watching Ning Baifeng stab forward with a wooden stick.

In the wooden house, Chef Lin glanced outside the door, reached out with his right hand into the wine bowl and dipped some wine, wrote a character on the table, a silver light flashed, and the surroundings shook like water waves, and then returned to normal, the two were still eating and drinking, chatting and reminiscing.

Everything is business as usual, nothing seems to have changed, but it seems to be a little different.