This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

The two walked forward for a while, and Wen Zhe's eyes suddenly froze on a booth.

There was a brown-haired boy in that booth who didn't wear a black robe or a mask—but no one raised any objections to his attire, because he was not a customer visiting the black market, but a commodity.

He squatted in a cage with a narrow space, his hair hanging down in a mess, covering the expression on his face.And the two dark shackles on his hands and feet made it very difficult for him to move even a little.

"Is he... also a cargo?"

The distance was a bit far, and Wen Zhe couldn't feel whether the boy had half-demon blood, so he could only guess from his hair color that he might have half-demon blood.Faced with this situation, the rumors that Wen Zhe had heard when he was still listening to Mei Ge burst out of his memory, and one by one came to his mind.

When listening to Mei Ge, these half-demons who were adopted as servants would occasionally gossip.One of the gossip that is often discussed is: most of the half-demons outside are sold as goods, the prettier ones are used as playthings, and the blood-filled ones are bound by rune Gu insects as thugs, and they are neither beautiful nor useless. Half-demons with strong bloodlines were sold at low prices at will, regardless of their age, and no one knew what fate awaited them.

Rumors were rumors after all, and the scene in this gossip was the first time Wen Zhe saw it with his own eyes.

"I'm afraid it is." Ping Jiangyue also frowned under the mask: "However, Mr. Hua doesn't like this kind of thing, even in the black market, there are very few people who buy and sell people."

Wen Zhe gritted his teeth, and said, "I want to buy him."

"No, young master, don't act rashly." Ping Jiangyue hesitated for a moment, but still rejected Wen Zhe's proposal: "To be honest, I don't feel quite right about this half-demon and the seller who sold it."

While the two were watching, a man in a green mask stepped forward to ask the price, but nothing came of it in the end.As if because the man was picking on something, the seller of the beige mask kicked the cage hard, and ordered cursingly: "Cheer up, who will buy you with this dead look."

The brown-haired and brown-skinned boy raised his head, showing his dirty face, and said expressionlessly, "Then give me a sip of water."

The seller cursed a few more times, but it seemed that he was afraid that the boy would continue to be passive, so he took a cup to the mouth of the cage and poured it down rudely.

"Let's go, young master." Seeing this scene, Ping Jiangyue shook her head, and stretched out her hand to pull Wen Zhe's sleeve.

"Wait, but he..."

Ping Jiangyue sighed: "This is also a game. If my prediction is correct, most of the sigils on that half-demon are forged. However, it is really unexpected that a casual cultivator and a half-demon can cooperate so well. gone."

The two walked to a place a little farther away from the cage, and Jiang Yue transmitted the matter to Wen Zhe: "This kind of game is called 'Gou Lian Sha', which means that the goods and the seller should cooperate internally and externally, and only cheat the one who pays." Big head."

Wen Zhe still couldn't believe it: "How did you find out?"

"Young master." Ping Jiangyue seemed to sigh under the mask: "Like this kind of half-demon who pretends to be a thug, I have never seen a vendor who feeds water with a cup in his own hand. You just Did you notice that the seller's actions were rude but not rude, although the water spilled on the half-demon, he didn't choke him. According to common sense, this glass of water will be put on the mouth of the cage for the half-demon to stick out his tongue to lick."

"Although people who are not particularly serious will not think this way, but they would rather sell a flaw than treat the half-demon like this. The relationship between these two people is probably not just a cheating partner. Either their relationship is very good, or that On the contrary, the seller is very afraid of the half-demon."

"Unsurprisingly, the semi-demon not only has a forged seal of restraint, but also has a special contact method with that casual cultivator, so that the casual cultivator can keep up with the buyer after performing the formation to wash away the traces. The matter... probably cannot be decided by the buyer."

Wen Zhe couldn't help but cast his eyes on the pair of "Hook and Kill" partners again. The young half-demon squatted in the cage in a panic. The glass of water just now splashed half on his hair because he was fed too quickly, and the water droplets were running down him. Bonded hair rolled down.The seller seemed to be pacing a little impatiently because the goods hadn't been sold yet, and there seemed to be no flaws.

"Then what will happen to the buyer?" Wen Zhe had already fully understood the trap.To be honest, he didn't really believe that the trapper would just cheat a half-demon money and leave.If he was really desperate, and the half-demon who the buyer thought was under his control suddenly rebelled, it was very possible that the two of them would kill the buyer together.

"I don't think they have strong blood on them, so they probably won't kill people to silence them. What happens to the buyer probably depends on who the buyer is." Ping Jiangyue looked back again: "As long as it's not too much, it should be just It will be ruined for a while."

"Let's go." Ping Jiangyue put his hand on Wen Zhe's shoulder: "After getting along a lot in the future, you will be more sensitive to blood and murderous aura."

Wen Zhe didn't speak, but just tried to let out his still somewhat jerky sense of consciousness.These two people and Ping Jiangyue both had a special sense of repulsion, probably what Ping Jiangyue called "blood energy".

To be honest, the blood in these two people is not as strong as that of Jiang Yue alone.

The two walked side by side for half an hour, roughly browsing the black market.Wen Zhe doesn't refine tools, doesn't refine alchemy, and doesn't lack magical tools and pills, so there is really nothing to buy.Ping Jiangyue didn't seem to be short of anything, so she just explained to Wen Zhe some hidden codes, methods of deception, and a few man-made tricks.

Wen Zhe didn't take the initiative to stop in front of a stall until he reached the end of the market.

Ping Jiangyue followed his line of sight and saw the things on the booth clearly.

"The quality of the thunder in this palm is pretty good. But young master, it's too early for you to use something like this."

The thunder in the palm is a one-time attack magic weapon instantaneously launched by monks with a foundation of more than five floors, and its power is enough to injure Jindan Daoist.Buying it with Wen Zhe's current cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining is indeed a bit ambitious.

Wen Zhe agreed, but still asked the stall owner for the price of the goods.Ping Jiangyue clicked her tongue, didn't say anything, but reached out to touch her storage bag.

This kind of magical weapon that can injure Jindan with foundation building is of course expensive, and he never asked how many spirit stones Wen Zhe brought, and whether it was enough to buy a palm mine.If Wen Zhe insisted on buying it, of course he had no choice but to put on the part that Wen Zhe couldn't afford.

"One of six hundred low-grade spirit stones is the same price."

"En." Wen Zhe pondered for a moment, then decided: "Here are three."

Theoretically speaking, 100 yuan low-grade spirit stone is worth a middle-grade spirit stone.Of course, because middle-grade spirit stones are more convenient and space-saving, the private exchange ratio is usually more than 110:[-].

Wen Zhe understood the market, so he immediately asked: "16 yuan for middle-grade spirit stones? If I give you 800 yuan for low-grade spirit stones, your storage bag will not be very convenient." Wen Zhe's storage The storage bag was given by Mr. Hua, so the space is naturally more spacious, but this person's storage bag does not seem to be high-end, and I guess he has done a few similar businesses before, I don't know if there is room for the storage bag .

"Yes." The stall owner accepted the price calmly.The two paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, and they finished a deal neatly.

Wen Zhe got three small palm mines, and instead of putting them in his storage bag, he handed the palms to Ping Jiangyue: "Here you are."

Ping Jiangyue was stunned by this trick, and didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked: "Young master, there is not enough space for the storage bag, do you want me to take it first?"

"Of course not. You said it yourself, it's too early to use it with my cultivation base." Wen Zhe said seriously: "I've thanked you for fighting with me in the past six months. From the beginning to now, you have never been impatient, You also adjust your own offensive according to my progress, and you have been stuck on the strength that is most beneficial to my growth. I know all of this. I haven’t said thank you to you for so long, and now I’m giving you a thank you gift You, officially thank you for six months of hard work."

Ping Jiangyue was silent for two or three times before reaching out to take it with her fingers, and there was also a moving meaning in her voice: "Young master, don't belittle yourself. Your talent and hard work are among the best people I have ever seen in my life. To be able to stand up to you in my life It was my honor to guide you before the Golden Scale Transformation Dragon. I accept your kindness."

"Let's discuss it." Wen Zhe said helplessly: "Since you have accepted my thanks, can you change your address by the way? You have been calling the three words 'little son' over and over for half a year."

Ping Jiangyue waved her hands and laughed loudly: "I am a principled person, the young master wants to bribe me, but it will not work!"

Wen Zhe didn't expect Jiang Yue to change his name because of the three palm thunders, he was just trying.He wasn't surprised to hear Ping Jiangyue's refusal, he just shrugged his shoulders with an attitude of "I knew it".

The two walked to the end of the black market together, but Wen Zhe still couldn't find anything he wanted.With Jiang Yue's meticulous mind, she also found that Wen Zhe seemed to be looking for it deliberately all the time, so she couldn't help asking: "Is there something you want to find, young master? If there is no black market, I will take you to the store in Jixianfang in a while."

"Forget it." Wen Zhe rubbed the tip of the mask's nose in distress: "I want to bring something back to Mr. Hua. Since he doesn't lack anything, I just want to find some interesting ornaments and toys for him, but here There doesn't seem to be a particularly delicate one."

Ping Jiangyue thought about this question carefully: "Mr. Hua really doesn't lack anything. If you really want to give him what he wants... Is the young master interested in going for a walk with me in the world?"

"Human world?" Wen Zhe's eyes lit up: "Yes, of course. I really want to see the traces Hua Jun brought to the human world."

"That's good." Based on Jiang Yue's opinion and Wen Zhe's, he thought about it: "It's been a long time since I went back to take a look. It just so happened that this time I took advantage of the young master's help. Speaking of which, the black market is nothing more than a It takes two hours to get there, but it takes more time to go to the human world. Mr. Hua specially gave me a half-month vacation before. "

Wen Zhe raised his eyes to look at him, but decided to tell the truth: "Based on what I know about Mr. Hua, I feel that these two weeks are specially given to you to relax and rest. Has your jurisdiction merged into a new territory these days? Even me who practiced against you every three days can notice your fatigue, and of course Mr. Hua can notice it even more."

Ping Jiangyue was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stood still.With a mask on his face, Wen Zhe couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear his sudden heavy and prolonged breathing.Wen Zhe was actually very familiar with this emotion, and waited patiently for Ping Jiangyue to return to his usual state.

After a while, Ping Jiang Yue spoke, her voice was still a little fluttering: "I feel like I'm going to die of happiness..."

Wen Zhe: "..."

"That's right." Even though the voice was still full of unreality, Ping Jiangyue still maintained the original logic level: "In other words, young master, are you taking up my vacation?"

Wen Zhe felt that it was necessary for him to correct him: "No, you will know after you recall it. It was you who offered a suggestion and kindly invited me to take up your vacation."

Ping Jiangyue: "..."