Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Jar
The two stepped forward, and looked through the crowd of onlookers, and saw a scar-faced man with a scarred face sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a tattered blue cloth in front of him, on which lay a few almost shriveled herbs and a broken clay pot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Opposite the scar-faced man, there was a law enforcer wearing a red token on his waist, and the law enforcer looked at the scar-faced man coldly and said, "Sun Fatty, how many times do you want me to say it? You are not allowed to set up a stall outside the prescribed stall, do you really want to force me to drive you out of the black market?"
Sun Fatzi glanced at the law enforcer opposite, and said disdainfully: "Don't scare your uncle, I am one of the founders of this black market, you really dare to touch me to try." ā
Hearing Sun Fatzi's words, the law enforcer was full of helplessness. This fat man has always been unruly in the black market, and every few days he will set up a private stall here with his garbage. But because of his special identity and great background, they can't do anything about him as law enforcers.
"Hmph, you don't have to entangle with me here, as long as I sell these things, I won't come even if you ask grandpa to come here to set up a stall in the future. ā
"Haha, Fat Sun, are you here to sell your garbage again?" A loud laugh came, and I saw a stout man with a full beard and a beard come forward.
"Captain!" the previous enforcer heard the voice, and after seeing the face of the comer, he hurriedly bowed down.
"Alright. Go ahead and I'll take care of it. The visitor waved his hand.
The law enforcer secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, this fat man couldn't beat him, and he didn't listen to it, but he was the most headache for these law enforcers, and when he saw that someone was willing to intervene, the law enforcer hurriedly left.
"Wu Laosan, what is garbage, you tell me clearly! I'm all a baby! Baby!" Sun Fatzi was very dissatisfied with the stout man's words, and shouted loudly.
The people around him were obviously used to this scene, and they all laughed when they heard Sun Fatzi's words.
"Who is this person?" Mo Xuan saw that this fat man was an interesting person, so he said to the Thousand Illusion Fox.
"This man is one of the best people in the black market, and he sells some scraps all day long, and he has deceived many newcomers like you. Thousand Phantom Fox chuckled.
"Oh, so a liar?"
"Hehe, if it's really just an ordinary liar, how dare he set up his own bunks? Since the establishment of this black market, there have been not 1,000 but 800 people who have set up private bunks.
Mo Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Listening to what he said before, it seems that he has a lot of background. ā
"Yes, in this Black Mountain Range, no matter how strong your cultivation is, if you don't have a strong enough force behind you, then you have to clamp your tail and be a man, don't be arrogant. ā
The Thousand Phantom Fox made a look of being a master outside the world, and looked at Mo Xuan with a teachable look in his eyes as he spoke.
"Okay, let's go, now that you know this, you can live a long time in the Black Mountain Mountains. I'll take you to the auction now, it is said that there are several foreign beauties for sale at this auction, hehe......" said, Qianhuan Fox's eyes showed a **** dirty look, where is there still a little bit of worldly master's bearing, and Mo Xuan's head was big for a while.
Just when the two of them turned around to leave, Mo Xuan inadvertently glanced at the broken jar on the stall of the fat man, and then he was shocked, this jar Mo Xuan didn't recognize, but the hideous image with a terrifying face engraved on it attracted Mo Xuan's attention.
Hideous, it is a legendary ancient beast, its human appearance is terrifying, it is a great thing.
If this jar was engraved with just an ordinary hideous image, Mo Xuan would not be too concerned, after all, there are not a few people in the evil path in this Black Mountain Ridge, and many evil sects like to use the hideous as the totem of their own sect. And the hideous eyes engraved on this jar were red and angry, and a large mouth with blood basins was full of fangs, and there seemed to be a faint roar coming from it, which made people see terrifyingly, far from ordinary comparison.
This hideous pattern Mo Xuan had seen it once in the Tianxin Bitter Sea Record, and it was a totem of a demon sect in ancient times. I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have been circulating in the world, and the sect recorded in it has long since perished, how can the things that have been handed down be normal?
Immediately, Mo Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the Thousand Phantom Fox, and said, "Wait." ā
Mo Xuan pushed away the crowd, squeezed in front of the fat man, seemed to squat down at random, and said: "Fat man, you have been disturbing the black market all day long, and you have disturbed the uncle's mood for no reason, how can you sell these things? ā
Seeing Mo Xuan squeezing closer, Wu Laosan frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Who is this person, why have you never seen it?" But since there is a big man who has been wronged to help him solve the trouble of Sun Fatzi, he naturally will not say anything to stop him, but just stand aside and watch the changes.
When Sun Fatzi heard someone asking for the price, he raised his eyes to see, the person in front of him had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, square faces and big ears, seemed to be a loyal and honest person, smiled secretly in his heart, snorted coldly, and said: "These are all treasures, you can't afford them." ā
"No matter how expensive something is, there is always a price, don't you? ā
The fat man thought about it for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "One hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones." ā
As soon as Sun Fatzi's words came out, everyone around him burst into laughter, a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which is half a year's income from ordinary forces, who would use so much money to buy this garbage? Even Wu Laosan shook his head with a wry smile.
Mo Xuan shook his head and smiled: "Fat Sun, everyone knows that you have been abducted and deceived in the black market all day long, I am willing to buy these things, I just want to help the law enforcers solve some troubles, if your asking price is too high...... Then the matter had to be abandoned. ā
Seeing that Mo Xuan was retreating, Sun Fatzi frowned and said, "One hundred medium-grade spirit stones, if there are less, I won't sell them." ā
Mo Xuan stood up, and just when everyone thought he was going to give up, they saw him take out a hundred crystal clear medium-grade spirit stones from the Sumeru bag and throw them on the shop, saying, "Put away the spirit stones and leave quickly." ā
Seeing that there was really such a big wrong, Sun Fatzi was willing to pay for it knowing that what he was selling was just a bunch of rags, so he hurriedly put away the spirit stone and stood up to leave, he didn't want to wait for Mo Xuan to regret it.
Mo Xuan shook his head and smiled when he saw Sun Fatzi leaving, and rolled up a jar of a few herbs that Sun Fatzi had left on the ground, along with the blue rag on the ground, and prepared to put them in the Sumeru bag.
At this moment, suddenly Wu Laosan grabbed Mo Xuan's hand holding the package, and said: "This Daoist brother, thank you Daoist for your help in this matter, but this is my law enforcer's business, it's really good to let Daoist brother break the bank, these things, I bought them on behalf of the law enforcer with two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and the extra ones should be regarded as a thank you to Dao brother." ā
Hearing Wu Laosan's words, Mo Xuan's heart tightened, and he said secretly: "Could it be that this Wu Laosan also saw that this jar was unusual?"