MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 554 Ling mushroom

   Dialect sits on a big tiger-skin chair.

  As the owner of Hengbao Ju Shao and the deputy supervisor of the imperial court, he can be said to be well-informed, and he has already tempered his mentality of not being surprised when encountering chaos.

   Now,

   But staring not far away without blinking.

  An old man with white hair was holding tweezers and other objects, inspecting a small piece of 'Muzhi', his eyes were wild and his face was excited.

  Long time.

  The old man tremblingly stopped what he was doing, and looked up at the dialect:

   "Young master, it's true."

   "click..."

   Dialect five fingers exert force, the solid wood handrail cracked the gaps, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, his expression distorted and he stood up slowly, his voice trembling:

   "Spiritual thing?"

   "Exactly!" The old man nodded heavily:

   "90% of this thing is similar to the dead spirit mushroom recorded in the book of thousand spirits. It is a kind of spiritual thing that gathers dead energy and spiritual energy."

"but…"

   After a pause, the old man spoke slowly:

   "The efficacy of the medicine does not seem to be as strong as in the records."

   "Dead spirit mushroom... Spiritual thing..." The latter sentence was obviously not heard by the dialect, and he kept repeating these two words in his mouth, pacing back and forth in the field:

   "God help me too!"

   "With the spiritual object, father can achieve the state of innate master, and our Fang family will not have to be under the pressure of the Lin family all the time."

   "Old Huang, where did that man come from?"

  Turning around, he looked directly at Shopkeeper Huang with sharp eyes:

   "I must get what he holds!"

   "This..." Shopkeeper Huang hesitated:

   "Shaodong's family, that person always hides his face every time he comes, and the villain doesn't know his origin, but we have already made an appointment to talk in detail next time."

   "Next time?" Dialect began:

"When?"

   "The man came over yesterday and said that it will be three days later, and now there are two days left." Shopkeeper Huang said:

   "He doesn't know what this thing is, and he will not miss the agreement, and that person often sells Ganoderma lucidum pills, and he is a frequent customer in the store."

   "Is he the one who sells Ganoderma lucidum pills?" Dialect squints:

   "No wonder!"

  Ganoderma lucidum is not uncommon, but it is also quite valuable. If it can be sold frequently, it must be a master of mountain forest herbs, and it is normal to encounter spiritual things.

   "Book boy."

"exist."

   Walking alone, clasping fists together:

   "Master, please tell me."

   "Call Coach Tang and Coach Han to come over here." After thinking for a while, Dialect spoke again:

   "Just in case, let's hurry up and invite Senior Wang to come over too. Since such spiritual objects are discovered, we must not miss them."

"yes!"

  The book boy raised his head, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and then he nodded heavily:

   "The villain will invite you now."

  The shopkeeper Huang's complexion changed in the field, and he felt anxious. He knew that the things were precious, but he didn't expect that the young owner would be so cautious.

  Teacher Tang and Coach Han are both first-class masters with true energy.

  Senior Wang is even more amazing. Ten years ago, a pair of knives was powerful, and even in the Lin family, he is a top master.

   "Young master."

  The old man raised his head and said seriously:

   "Spiritual objects are rare. Although there are rumors that you can achieve innateness with the help of spiritual objects, no one can verify whether it is true."

   "And the master is old, maybe... there is no need to rush."

   "Old Mi doesn't know something." The dialect chuckled when he heard the words:

   "Using spiritual objects to advance innateness is a well-known secret among the top families in Jianghu, but spiritual objects are rare and can be encountered but not sought."

   "Since you encounter it, you can't miss it."

"Da da…"

  At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, and a person stopped outside to report:

   "Treasurer Huang, the customer who sold Ganoderma lucidum pills came again yesterday."

"Ok?"

"how come?"

   Several people in the room were stunned for a moment, their eyes flickered in dialect, and they smiled coldly:

   "It's a good deal, but after making an appointment three days ago, he came two days earlier. This person is cautious."

  "Young Master." Shopkeeper Huang panicked:

"What should we do now?"

   "..." Dialect narrowed his eyes:

   "You don't need to panic, the hospitality in the past is just, everything follows the old rules, don't worry about other things."

"yes!"

   Shopkeeper Huang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded yes.

  ...

   "Patter..."

  Outside, the drizzle was misty and continuous, and inside the store, Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his back, like a green pine rooted in the ground and motionless.

for a long time.

   Just when he was about to give up, hurried footsteps came from behind, and the shopkeeper Huang, with beads of sweat on his forehead, walked quickly.

   "Guest officer, please wait a long time."

   Wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, shopkeeper Huang stood behind the counter:

   "Didn't you come three days after the promise? Why are you here at this time?"

   "It just so happens that another batch of Ganoderma lucidum pills is on hand, so come and have a look." Zhou Yi handed over a bottle of pills, seemingly casually saying:

   "Old Huang, do you know the origin of that thing yesterday?"

   "This..." Shopkeeper Huang's eyes moved slightly, and said:

   "I have some clues, but it's not clear yet. The East and West Officers can carry it with me, so I can allow the old man to take a good look again."

  ?

   Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

   After thinking for a while, Fang slowly took out the 'Rat Zhi' and put it on the counter:

   "Look."

  At this time, the sky is getting dark, and there are still a few customers in the store, so there is no need to worry about forced buying and selling, unless Hengbaoju doesn't plan to do business anymore.

  Such a stall that is making money every day, would not lose face for a mere wild game.

   "Yes, it is."

  Pinching the 'meat cheese', shopkeeper Huang's eyes twitched, he forcibly suppressed the frenzy in his heart, and after careful inspection, he asked in a low voice:

   "Guest officer, although I don't know the origin of this item, I am willing to pay a high price to buy it. If you are interested, you can try to make a price."

   "That's unnecessary." Zhou Yi shook his head, stretched out his hand to pinch the 'Rouzhi':

   "I'm not in such a hurry to spend money yet, I just want to find something new, so it doesn't matter."

"indeed."

   Shopkeeper Huang nodded repeatedly, pinching the hand of 'Rouzhi' but unwilling to let go, and said:

   "Can you allow me to cut another small piece, after all, the senior is no longer in the city now, it may take some time to be firm."

   "..."

   Zhou Yi's heart sank, he looked around, and smiled lightly:

   "Of course, what's the point?"

   "Then I'm not polite." Shopkeeper Huang hurriedly took out the small golden knife, cut off a piece the size of a fingernail again, and put it aside.

   Seeing Zhou Yi looking at him, he said again:

   "Guest officer, please don't worry, if you don't use it, I will return it to you next time. If the guest officer is willing to sell, the cut will also count as the price."

   "Old Huang is an honest man." Zhou Yi nodded, and took the medicine money handed over:

   "Then I'll come back in two days."

   The two said goodbye politely, and walked out of the gate of Hengbaoju. Zhou Yi's complexion sank, and he shrank and walked into the rain.

  Coir raincoats and bamboo hats block the wind and rain, blend into the flow of people, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

   Not far from the second floor.

   Dialect stared at the leaving figure below, and waved gently:

   "Follow me."

   "Shaodong's family." One person said in a muffled voice, gestured on his neck, his eyes were fierce and murderous:

"direct…"

   "Don't be impulsive." Dialect said:

   "This person is not an ordinary person, try it out first, if he is really a master, then wait until everyone is here, if not..."

"Humph!"

  He snorted softly, without speaking.

   "The subordinate understands." A person behind him bowed and said yes.

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  Under the bamboo hat, Zhou Yi looked gloomy.

  At Hengbao Residence just now, the person surnamed Huang had the intention of robbing. Although it was not obvious, there were a few eyes cast from the dark.

   Something is wrong!

  Hengbaoju can't control it, so the 'meat cheese' is probably not what I thought, but just a rare mountain delicacy.

   Shaking his head, his foot speed increased, and he merged into the flow of people and disappeared.

   After a while.

   appeared in an alley.

  The alleys are narrow and dark, but not long. As long as you walk through the alleys, you will enter the avenue, where there will be yamen patrolling from time to time.

   "Leave a way, let a way..."

  A drunken figure, reeking of alcohol, came from the opposite side, his body staggering, waving his arms and bumping into others from time to time.

   This kind of alcoholic is very common and disgusting.

   Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and turned his head to avoid it.

   "呵..."

  When the two passed each other, an inconspicuous crack sounded, Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed, and the handle of the knife at his waist had already hit him.

   "Peng!"

  The handle of the knife hit the drunkard's heart, interrupting the opponent's movements.

   "Stealing things, you have found the wrong person."

   Shaking his head speechlessly, when he was about to step over, Zhou Yi's eyes turned cold, and a knife light appeared in the dark alley.

   "Poof..."

  The shadow cast by the wall suddenly broke in two, the upper half of the body slowly slipped down from the waist, and blood gushed out from the cut.

   "Killed!"

   "Killed!"

  This scene made several people in the dark alley terrified, and then screamed loudly, and ran towards the two alleys in a panic and disorderly manner.

   Among them, there are also heterogeneous.

   "Boy."

  Two big men curled up from the ground straightened up, with ferocious faces rushing forward:

   "Those who dare to touch us, court death!"

  The big man is tall and tall, and the place is a narrow alley, his hands are tightly blocked as soon as he stretches them out, and his sharp saber skills are somewhat difficult to use.

  Although the two of them are not good at cultivation, they are good at the method of combined attack and fighting. With a dagger in hand, they can easily kill someone with a stab forward.

  Three hands?

   This group of people are habitual offenders in Ghost Alley. They make a living by stealing.

"Humph!"

  Zhou Yi hummed softly, his complexion uncertain in the dark alleyway.

  He stepped forward and bumped into the two of them, and his whole body showed a blue-black color similar to metallic color.

  Pure Yang iron cloth shirt!

   "Peng!"

  Heavenly bergamot—Kasyapa smiled.

  The figures intertwined, Zhou Yi straightened his hat, and walked quickly towards the entrance of the alley, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, only three corpses remained.

   "Shua!"

  A figure fell from a high place, turned over the corpses on the ground, climbed up the wall before the Yamen police arrived, and disappeared.

   After a while.

  Hengbao lives in the back house.

   "Young master, that person is very strong, and he is vicious."

   "The six sons with three hands were cut in half by him with a single knife. When they died, they couldn't even make a sound. The other two were shocked to death by the force of the palm."

   "There is a high probability of success in refining the marrow!"

  The man in black said in a deep voice:

   "If Brother Wu and I fight, there is no certainty of winning."

   "Yes." Dialect nodded slowly:

   "Then just wait until the master who has cultivated true energy comes over."

"yes."

  The man in black should bow.

  ...

  Leaving Hengbao Residence, out of the dialect's sight range, a few men in black flickered, and jumped into a quiet courtyard not long after.

   Landed in the middle of the courtyard, the man in black knelt on one knee:

   "The subordinate seeks to see the saint!"

   "Is there something wrong?"

   "Yesterday, Hengbaoju encountered a spiritual creature called Necromancy Mushroom. The dialect is very important, and it should be of great use." The man in black bowed his head and said:

   "In addition, the man who was pregnant with the dead spirit mushroom beat the two of them to death with the bergamot to exchange blood, and the palm strength was condensed. I don't know where it came from?"

   "Heavenly bergamot?"

  Bai Fengyue's voice sounded:

"you sure?"

   "OK." The man in black nodded:

   "The subordinates have seen Elder Zhang perform the bergamot, and it's just like him."

   "Wait a minute!" Bai Fengyue's figure suddenly appeared in the field, her beautiful eyes widened under the tulle:

   "You just said, Necromushroom?"

"…yes."