The best place to go in the town is nothing more than the morning market. Because the town is not big, Chen Feng didn't walk long before he came here. Canggu Town is worthy of being a thousand-year-old town, and the streets are paved with green bricks. It's just that these green bricks were originally angular, and under the coming and going of people, one by one there was no arrogance, and they were all polished to a sleek one.

It is said to be a morning market, but in fact, it is mostly a stall, but the goods are quite complete: vegetables and fruits, cloth antiques, rouge gouache, so many are dizzying. It's just that because the purchasing power of the locals is limited, most of the charlatans are not interested in these, so there are not many people who buy things. Despite this, Chen Feng still likes this feeling of the market. A lot of rotten fruits and vegetable leaves were thrown on the streets, and a lot of sewage was splashed, which turned into black muddy water and rattled at the soles of people's feet. But the pedestrians were unaware, and they still walked as if nothing had happened, and they could bargain with the vendors and fight for each other.

Chen Feng took out a treasure bead from the Qiankun cloth bag and went to the antique stall to take a look. To his disappointment, most of the stalls were fakes. Occasionally, there are genuine products, and the age is not very long. Chen Feng judged this way because the antiques in Canggu Town were all from ancient tombs, and Chen Feng's Heavenly Stars and Moon Beads could judge whether there was yin qi around. Real antiques are generally lying in ancient tombs for a long time, and the yin qi must be very heavy. As for the Treasure Exploration Bead, Chen Feng took it out purely out of whim, and put it on his sleeve, which had no effect on these worldly antiques at all. It seems that the Orb of Exploration is probably only useful for things like secret weapons.

Just as Chen Feng was about to leave, he felt that the treasure bead in his sleeve suddenly warmed up—there was a sense! There must be an ownerless secret weapon nearby! This was the conclusion that Chen Feng had tried many times every day. Chen Feng found that the two Treasure Exploration Orbs he had obtained did not react to his secret weapons, including the Heavens, Stars, and Moon Beads. Probably these are things with masters, tainted with their own secret breath. The Orb can only be sensed by those secret weapons that do not have an owner. The definition of the Treasure Exploration Bead is indeed quite wonderful.

Chen Feng hurriedly walked to his inductive stall. This is a calligraphy and painting stall, and a few paintings and calligraphy are placed casually. It's just that the stall owner is more strange, it turned out to be a beggar, there are many holes in his clothes, revealing the dark skin inside, I don't know how many days have not been cleaned, a thick layer of mud, and the clothes are also black and shiny, I think it is caused by snot and saliva rubbing on it. At this time, he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, very comfortable. Right now, it was as if they were not lying in the muddy water, but like they were lying on the dragon's bed. I fell asleep, my mouth was drooling, dripping all over the ground, and I didn't know what delicious food I ate in my dream. I don't care about the business in my stall.

Even so, before Chen Feng, his stall was still patronized. Chen Feng looked at his back, and that familiar feeling appeared again. He stepped forward, and the owner of the back also happened to turn around, looking at each other, and both of them couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you!"

This person was Xiao Ling that Chen Feng had met in the ruins. At this time, Xiao Ling was holding a painting in her hand, and the painting was a ghost holding a judge's pen. The style of this painting is very sloppy, the ghosts in the painting have been sketched with several brushstrokes, there are no signatures, and the paper has turned yellow. In the eyes of many people, this painting may not have much value, but Xiao Ling was happy when she saw this painting.

Chen Feng had already felt through the Treasure Bead that it was precisely this painting that made the Treasure Bead feel it. Feel it carefully, this painting does have a faint fluctuation of secret power, but it is not very clear, probably because there is some prohibition on it that covers the aura of the secret weapon that belongs to it.

After greetings, Xiao Ling thanked Chen Feng for saving him in the mounds, and someone briefly recounted the experience after the separation. Xiao Ling, like Chen Feng, both had many experiences that were inconvenient to talk about, so they both wanted to speak and stopped, and both of them smiled understandingly. Seeing Chen Feng staring at the words in his hand, Xiao Ling said, "I originally wanted to buy this painting and give it away, if Brother Chen likes it, take it." ”

Chen Feng waved his hand and said, "I don't lack secret weapons. ”

Xiao Ling said with a smile: "This painting is a good secret weapon. As long as the secret power is infused, the evil ghost in the painting will come out to help in the battle, and the time can reach about a stick of incense. However, each time the painting is used, there will be one less stroke on the drawing. When the demon on the painting does not take shape, the painting can no longer be used. Looking at the current appearance, this painting can be used more than ten times. ”

When Chen Feng saw Xiao Ling talking, he occasionally coughed, and there was not much blood on his face. It seems that although she escaped from the place of trial last time, she was also injured a lot. Chen Feng really wanted to find out from him what the situation was behind the trial place, but the two of them still couldn't ask about the relationship in the ruins.

After chatting a few more words, Xiao Ling woke up the beggar to ask for the price. The beggar squinted his eyes, looked at the painting and said, "Ten copper plates." ”

Xiao Ling handed over a small gold ingot, then bowed to Chen Feng Yingying, expressed her gratitude, and bowed her head and left.

The beggar suddenly fell asleep, put the gold ingots in his mouth and bit them several times, almost knocking out his teeth.

Chen Feng asked him where these calligraphy and paintings came from, the beggar was reluctant to say at first, Chen Feng handed over a small piece of silver, and the beggar smiled and accepted it, and whispered the way out.

It turned out that this beggar was very familiar with the terrain near Canggu Town, and the business he did on weekdays was to lead the way, sentry, or trust the tomb robbers. Among the items stolen by tomb robbers, the most disliked items were these paintings and calligraphy. Because it is cloudy here, items are prone to mold, and calligraphy and paintings are generally difficult to keep. Especially some tomb robbers with relatively low taste, as long as they have jewelry, they will throw away calligraphy and painting when they encounter them, and they will cheapen this beggar. He set up a small stall here when he had nothing to do, in exchange for a few small money, who knew that he met a rich man today.

Seeing that Chen Feng was interested in calligraphy and painting, the beggar pointed to the rest of the calligraphy and painting and said, "I can get whoever the son wants." ”

"Do you still have a painting like that?"

The beggar scratched his head and said, "That painting is so badly painted, I don't have it here." There are a lot of boutiques. ”

"Do you know which tomb that painting came from?"

The beggar thought for a long time, pointed to a few places, and naturally Chen Feng easily found out that he was talking nonsense, so he shook his head helplessly and left.

Seeing Chen Feng walk away, the beggar still muttered to himself, expressing his incomprehension, and then took out the gold ingots and bit them in his mouth.

Chen Feng was sure that there was a secret cemetery nearby, but the specific location still needed to be visited by himself with the Treasure Orb.

(End of chapter)