A master of comedy!

Chapter 77 Five-Colored Stone

boom!
The door of Qinghe Hall was kicked open, revealing a graceful figure in the moonlight.

She stood with her hands behind her back, wearing a phoenix mask. Her sky-blue dress fluttered gently in the night breeze, outlining her slender and graceful figure.

Her dark hair was styled into a stunning bun, with a black hairpin inserted diagonally, exuding a simple beauty with a touch of chivalry.

She resembled a graceful, ethereal female knight-errant, or a Taoist nun detached from worldly affairs.

His swaggering demeanor startled the shop assistant, who suspected he was someone of considerable importance.

"This young lady—"

"Boss Wei, if you don't come out now, I'll smash up your lousy shop!"

To everyone's surprise, the girl's phoenix eyes sharpened, and her piercing gaze immediately frightened the waiter into shrinking to the side, too afraid to speak.

Zhou Sheng, who followed behind, was dumbfounded. This Boss Feng said he wanted to bargain... was he really going to bargain?
If you kill someone, the price will naturally be lower?
However, Yao Taifeng said that he should just stand by and watch, without saying anything.

At this moment, Boss Wei also came out after hearing the noise. He was stunned when he saw Zhou Sheng, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the woman wearing the phoenix mask slap a silver note on the counter.

"Look closely, it's a silver note for three strings of cash, stamped with the seal of the midnight money exchange in the ghost market."

Boss Wei immediately widened his eyes and looked over. Through those fair and slender fingers, he could indeed see the face value on the banknote and the seal of the Sangeng Money Exchange.

In an instant, the old lady seemed to radiate golden light.

"Not bad!"

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to grab the silver note, but Yao Taifeng put it away.

"I don't lack money, but I lack face."

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhou Sheng beside her and said with a faint smile, "My friend came to buy medicine from you, but was humiliated and kicked out. Mr. Wei, what do you suggest we do?"

Mr. Wei's eyes darted around, then he bowed to Mr. Zhou and apologized, saying with a smile, "I have neglected my esteemed guest. I was blind and have no apologies."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhou Sheng smiled, feeling somewhat pleased. Sure enough, he was just an ordinary person, unable to escape the mundane.

"Young lady, is it alright now?"

"Sure, but we need to inspect the goods first."

After a moment's thought, Mr. Wei sensed that this wealthy woman seemed genuinely interested in buying, so he nodded and said, "Please follow me, both of you."

Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng exchanged a glance, and Zhou Sheng secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Upon returning to the room, Boss Wei left for a moment before returning with a small box.

"This gentleman is quite knowledgeable. After I open the box, you can only look but not touch, unless you pay for it."

After seeing Zhou Sheng nod, Boss Wei finally carefully opened the box.

The next moment, five-colored light flashed, like fireflies in the dark night, appearing extremely eye-catching.

It was a five-colored strange stone the size of a fingernail, crystal clear, with flowing light, beautiful and dreamlike.

At first glance, it looks like a rare treasure.

But Zhou Sheng frowned.

Snapped!
With just a glance, Boss Wei quickly closed the lid and said with a smile, "Three strings of cash, and this treasure is yours—"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a blur before his eyes, and the box in his hand had been snatched away by Zhou Sheng.

"what are you doing--"

The sound abruptly stopped, as a sword light as clear as autumn water suddenly shone forth. He only heard the faint sound of the sword before his neck was locked in a cold gleam.

Beneath the phoenix mask, Yao Taifeng's eyes were indifferent, yet a murderous intent flickered within them, like Sun Erniang, the woman selling human flesh buns on a stage, sizing up which piece of flesh to cut.

In the instant Zhou Sheng made his move, she drew a soft sword from her waist belt and subdued Boss Wei in a flash.

"Don't move. We're all ghosts. I know how to kill you." Her icy words startled Boss Wei.

"Are you two trying to rob us? This is the Ghost Market. If you alert the ghost soldiers, neither of you will be able to leave!"

"Yes, this is a ghost market. If word gets out that Boss Wei is selling counterfeit goods, do you think anyone will still come to buy medicine from you in the future?"

Zhou Sheng's deep voice slowly rose, carrying a hint of barely suppressed killing intent.

"Fake goods? What makes you think they're fake?"

Zhou Sheng glanced at him indifferently, then opened the box again, revealing the five-colored stone, and blew out the surrounding candles.

In the pitch black, five-colored light flowed.

"The Miscellaneous Morsels from Youyang records that this object can produce a seven-layered rainbow halo under sunlight, and when placed on a table at night, it can generate a light mist, like clouds rising from the earth's veins..."

Zhou Sheng suddenly turned around, and beneath the lion mask, a chilling murderous intent flashed in his sharp, blade-like eyes.

This thing looks like five-colored mica, but it cannot produce a light mist at night. This alone is enough to confirm that it is fake.

"You old scoundrel, you dare to lie to me?"

A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move when he heard the sound of a sword clashing, and a cold glint appeared.

Yao Taifeng had already pierced Boss Wei's abdomen with her sword and was gently twisting the hilt of the sword.

"Did you hear that? You broke the rules first by selling counterfeit goods."

"Tell me, where is it really?"

Mr. Wei winced in pain, sweating profusely, and stammered, "It really is... at the General's Mansion."

Upon hearing this name, Yao Taifeng paused slightly in her grip on the sword.

Zhou Sheng pressed further, asking, "Why are you at the General's Mansion?"

The divination of the Luoshu clearly shows that there is five-colored mica here, so it must be true, unless the five-colored mica changed its location after the divination.

Sure enough, Boss Wei said with a bitter face, "I really didn't mean to lie to you. When you came alone earlier, I was planning to sell you the real thing, but not long after you left, the General's Mansion sent people to forcibly take away the Five-Colored Mica!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Those bandits only gave me ten coins as incense money, which isn't even as much as your twenty-nine coins!"

"But what can we do? The General's Mansion is an absolutely untouchable force in this Ghost Market. With a single order from the General, our little shop can no longer even stay in the Ghost Market..."

"I was so angry that I found a piece of high-quality mica, coated it with five kinds of powders that could make it glow in the dark, thinking that I might run into a fat sheep and make my money back..."

The whole story is now clear. Zhou Sheng is thankful that Luo Shu not only divined the location but also told him a lot of information related to the five-colored mica. Otherwise, he might have really been taken advantage of today.

"How would the General's Mansion know that you have five-colored mica here?"

Yao Taifeng's eyes flickered, and she suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Boss Wei sighed and said, "To be honest, it's my fault. A few days ago, a man wearing a deer-head mask came here to buy medicine. I saw that he knew a lot about pharmacology, so I started chatting with him."

"As we were chatting, we somehow started comparing things. The man said he had a lingzhi mushroom that was hundreds of years old, which could surpass all the medicinal materials in my Qinghe Hall. On impulse, I took out my five-colored mica to show him."

"He was very interested at the time and wanted to spend a string of cash to buy the five-colored mica, but I regretted it and refused no matter what. Later, he seemed to have something urgent to do and left in a hurry. I knew something was wrong. The news might get out..."

"As expected, you've come today. I was thinking of selling it to you to get rid of it quickly, but I didn't expect the people from the General's Mansion to come too!"

After a pause, Boss Wei said angrily, "It must have been the person wearing the deer-head mask who spread the news. Before this, no one knew that I had five-colored mica!"

Zhou Sheng remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

Wearing a deer-head mask... isn't that the one who was originally supposed to make contact with the Longhua Cult?

No wonder he was a little late that day.

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