Stepping into the door of the "Five Talismans", the scent of ink is blowing in his face, Fang Nan is familiar with this, and the tip of his nose can easily distinguish several different varieties of good Lingmo such as "Lan Lingmo" and "Gu Haimo". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It seems that this pavilion is really mainly for the sale of spirit runes. ”

After his gaze swept over the front of the lobby and saw the samples of various spiritual runes pasted on the walls around him, Fang Nan nodded, his heart was at ease, and he walked inside, and subconsciously looked at the monks in the pavilion from the corner of his eye.

The hall was about five feet wide, and at this moment there were about a dozen monks gathered on the east side, but the west side was empty, only a monk wearing a dark blue hat stood against the wall with his arms crossed, as if waiting for something, silent, with a cold appearance that no one could approach.

The divine consciousness subconsciously swept over this person, Fang Nan changed color slightly when he landed, and hurriedly put away his divine sense, not daring to look at it at will, and walked to the counter on the east side.

This person turned out to be a foundation building monk, no wonder the rest of the people didn't dare to get too close.

Although there are a lot of rules in the market, and the foundation building monk will not do anything to the juniors of Qi refining at will, but if he is not afraid of ten thousand, he is afraid of what if, if he accidentally provokes the other party, the end will definitely not be much better, no matter what, it is a wise choice to stay away from a strange senior.

Inside the counter, there were six or seven guys in gray robes who were busy, Fang Nan glanced past these people, and saw that there was no one in front of a young man on the far right, so he came directly to the right.

"This Daoist brother looked at Mian Sheng, it's the first time to come to our five talismans, right? There are all kinds of spirit talismans here, I don't know what you need?" The young man had just sent away an old man, and when he saw Fang Nan coming, he quickly turned around and said with a smile.

"I'm not here to buy spirit runes, but there are a batch of spirit runes to sell, I don't know if your pavilion will accept them here?" Fang Nan's gaze fell on this person, and he shook his head and said.

"Talismans?"

The young man was obviously stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Our five talismans are big stores with industries in the whole Jiazhou, and there have always been channels for purchasing spirit runes. ”

Fang Nan was overjoyed in his heart, among the spirit runes he made with those surplus materials every month, there were of course common spirit runes such as fireball runes and ice spike runes, but half of them were "trapping runes" that were one of the most complicated drawing methods among the low-level spirit runes, and he would not refuse to come to this shop.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, a thick stack of spirit runes appeared in his hand, Fang Nan glanced at the spirit rune in his hand, and was about to speak, when a young man's voice suddenly came from the door not far away:

"Senior Sister Xiao, we're almost looking for it here, Senior Brother He, he's just afraid that he's going to Heyang City, why don't you leave here first and go over there to see?"

"Senior Brother Wu is laughing again, the little sister only separated from Brother He half an hour ago, and made an appointment to wait for the senior uncle in the door to come and then rush together, how could he leave so early?"

This conversation was originally extremely ordinary, but when Fang Nan heard the first sentence clearly, he was suddenly stunned, and then his face changed drastically, and he turned back in disbelief.

The autumn sun was hanging high outside, and the two figures passed by the door, and they didn't even see the appearance of their clothes clearly, and they disappeared from sight in an instant, Fang Nan's pupils shrank, and he turned his head and said sorry to the guy, then put away the spirit talisman and hurried towards the door.

Stepping out of the threshold, there was a crossroads not far away, Fang Nan stood at the intersection of the street and looked around, the autumn breeze was bleak in his ears, but he saw that the crowds were bustling, where could he still see the traces of those two people.

......

Seeing off a customer again, the young man saw that there were many fewer people in the store, yawned and was about to rest, when his eyelids drooped, a tall shadow was drawn by the sun, and the old man reflected on the ground from outside the door.

His expression moved slightly, and he subconsciously glanced up, but saw the young man in white who had just left walking over slowly, with a thoughtful expression.

Until he reached the counter, the young man in white in front of him still looked like he hadn't come back to his senses, stopped in place and was stunned for a long time, and didn't say a word.

There was some curiosity in his heart, and after the young man hesitated for a while, he couldn't help but call softly: "Daoyou?"

Suddenly stopped, Fang Nan's thoughts were instantly pulled back, his eyes fell on him, just in front of the guy's eyes, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and understood that he had lost his temper.

"I'm sorry, I just saw an old man I hadn't seen for several years, and I couldn't hide my excitement for a while, and I was rude. Fang Nan's face quickly returned to normal, and he smiled.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's understandable. The young monk smiled absently, and casually turned the topic back to the transaction just now, "It's the spirit talisman that Daoyou just took out, if I'm not mistaken, it seems to be a trapping talisman?"

Fang Nan glanced at this person with some surprise, bowed his head slightly, and took out those spirit runes again, and after a little identification, he pulled out the stack below and placed them on the counter.

The young man took the top one casually, looked at it carefully, and then gently stroked the ink on the surface of the spirit rune with his index finger, and then said in admiration: "Sure enough, it is a trapping talisman, and it is also the best of it." ”

After roughly counting the spirit runes on the cabinet, the guy's face obviously showed a little hesitation, he looked at Fang Nan, and said tentatively: "Do you mean that all these spirit runes are shot?"

Fang Nan bowed his head and said: "Yes, there are forty-six in total, if your pavilion can accept them all, it will naturally be impossible to ask for them." ”

"If that's the case, I don't have the authority to decide on the matter. The young man smiled bitterly, pointed to the staircase, and said, "The shopkeeper is on the second floor, if the Taoist friend is not in a hurry, I will go and ask the shopkeeper now, and then come back to give Brother Dao an answer?"

"It should be so, fellow Daoists, please. Fang Nan naturally didn't have any opinions.

Seeing the figure of the man disappear on the stairs, Fang Nan turned back calmly, seemingly casually looking at the spirit rune samples posted on the wall, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes from time to time.

He only heard a little bit of the conversation between the two monks, a man and a woman, but these two simple words were incompatible with the voices of the monks around him, and he felt a sense of disobedience.

And Fang Nan also reacted on the spot, these two people did not speak the Great Zhou language at all, but the southeast accent that he hadn't heard for more than a year!

"Southeastern Monk ......"

After being silent for a long time, Fang Nan sighed with a complicated expression and muttered softly.