The boss was dark and thin, and looked unremarkable. Moreover, he seemed to have a bad temper and did not look like a businessman at all.
With this expression, aren't you afraid of scaring away the customers?
Grandpa did tell me that there are people in the circle who specialize in selling information. For example, if someone wants to go to a ghost market in the world, he will tell you where a ghost market will be opened on a certain day of the month.
For another example, if someone wants zombie blood, he will also tell you which mountain and which coffin contains the transformed zombies.
Their information is very accurate. They should have their own database and exploration team. Some people even suspect that they are a large exploration company. While selling information, they will also collect the intelligence they need.
I hesitated for a moment and asked, "Where is the Yanghuo?"
The black and thin boss picked up the tablet on the table, played with it for a while, and said: "The most expensive news is worth 1.3 million, and the cheapest is worth 30,000. The middle ones are 130,000, 270,000, and 70, respectively."
Eighty-three thousand price."
"Which news do you want?"
I suddenly realized that the lower the value, the more people may know about it, or it may be difficult to obtain Yanghuo.
The higher the value, the easier it may be to get it, and few people know about it.
I thought about it and asked, "How much is the one closest to me worth?"
The black and thin boss said expressionlessly: "Two hundred and seventy thousand, once the money is received, the news will come out. The credibility of the intelligence merchant is guaranteed."
I cursed in my heart, 270,000 yuan! It belongs to your grandma! At this price, who can afford it?
Normally, I would have ignored him and turned around and left. But Zhou Tianqi told me that if I want to go to Curseless Town, I must have a Yanghuo, otherwise the mortality rate will be very high.
As for Yin Fire, it is dispensable. It is better to have it, and it can be overcome without it.
Anyway, I didn’t spend half a penny to repair the corpse wood, and I had tens of millions of bank cards in my pocket. Wouldn’t it be bad if my third uncle asked for help but I wasn’t prepared?
Bite your teeth and buy it!
I took out my bank card and transferred the money on the spot, and the 270,000 yuan was gone.
The information dealer first asked me for my mobile phone number, and then fiddled with it a few times on my tablet. After a while, I received a text message.
"Liu Que, male, thirty-two years old. The son of the Yellow River Guardian. He has a void fire hidden in his body, and the flame carrier is a short knife. Information level: confidential."
The man in the jacket who just had a fight with me and was yelling that he was going to chop me up?
I was stunned, he had void fire?
I have seen records about void fire in my grandfather's classics. It is a colorless flame. Once it burns, the burning air will twist, as if the void is ignited. Therefore, it is also called void fire.
As for the flame carrier, I also know that people cannot touch the flame directly, so if you want to carry the flame, most of them need a carrier.
Release it when needed, store it when not needed, and it won't burn itself.
Generally speaking, most of the things that can carry flames are magic weapons, mostly metal objects. The short knife on his waist should be this kind of thing.
I looked through the crowd and saw the man in the jacket. Unexpectedly, this guy had very keen senses. He could detect it as soon as I focused my eyes on him.
I saw him turn his head, and when he saw that it was me looking at him again, he grinned and moved his lips slightly.
I read what he meant: Boy, I will kill you later!
I looked away, this guy was too bad-tempered, and he would kill me after just two glances.
I don’t know how the Yellow River Governor taught his son. The whole thing was a powder keg.
I ignored him, I just felt sorry for the 270,000 I spent. This much money was spent on useless news.
Liu Que will never sell Void Fire to me, right? This information dealer is too deceitful.
I shook my head and sighed. If I couldn't get the Yang Fire, I would have a narrow escape from going to Curseless Town. I could only try my luck at the exchange meeting.
I walked around the exchange meeting for more than an hour, but I didn't see a single Yang Fire. However, there was a man whose whole body smelled like corpses who had a Yin Fire. The price was ridiculously high.
Thirty million in cash, or in exchange for Yang Fire of the same value.
I took a quick look and realized that this flame was actually a will-o'-the-wisp extracted from graveyards and cultivated with corpses. The temperature of this flame is only fifty or sixty degrees and cannot ignite normal substances. Its only characteristic is that it cannot be extinguished in water.
It can burn three souls and seven souls.
Only a fool would buy it for 30 million.
I was wandering around the venue, and suddenly Zhou Tianqi walked towards me quickly. He smiled and said, "Brother, did you find what you need?"
I shook my head: "Everything else is in short supply, but Yanghuo is so hard to find."
Zhou Tianqi said: "Yanghuo is hard to find. Even if someone sells it, it will often be replaced as soon as possible."
He pondered for a moment and said: "Let me introduce you to someone. He has a black Buddha fire in his hand, which was cultivated with Buddhist relics."
"He told me before that he wanted to sell this flame, but he couldn't find a suitable buyer or what he needed."
"Why don't you try your luck?"
I said without hesitation: "No problem! Where does that senior live? Is there a phone number?"
Zhou Tianqi said: "He lives a bit far away, near Baiyangdian. I will send the specific address to your mobile phone later, but to be honest, this guy is just my friend, and he has a bad temper."
After a pause, he suddenly said: "How about I go with you! As long as I'm here, he has to give you some face."
The tough man standing next to Zhou Tianqi said hurriedly: "Brother, I still need you to save my life."
I know that Zhou Tianqi exchanged corpse wood for extremely yang objects to save people. Now it seems that they got what they needed in exchange.
At that moment, I hurriedly said: "Brother Zhou, if you have something to do, just do your business. I'm going to buy something. It's not like I'm going to fight. I can do it myself!"
Zhou Tianqi sighed and said, "If anything happens, just call me. I also have some good friends in Baiyangdian."
"Also, if you can't buy it, come back and I'll think of another way!"
I nodded and said, "That's it, I'll book the tickets now."
Zhou Tianqi said: "Take my car there! It's more convenient to drive there. Do you have a driver's license?"
I do have a driver's license. I got it during the summer vacation. My skills are average.
I was still hesitating whether to drive, so Zhou Tianqi threw the car keys to me and said, "We are all brothers, why are you so polite?"
I wasn't pretentious and said with a smile, "Okay! I'll be back almost tomorrow! Thanks!"
Without further ado, let’s just say that I drove all the way and quickly arrived at the place Zhou Tianqi mentioned.
Only then did I realize that this place turned out to be an abandoned village.
I patted my forehead and realized: the construction of Xiong'an New District has caused many villages to relocate collectively. I think this village is one of the relocation plans.
I parked the car at the entrance of the village, glanced up, and found that in such a large village, there was only one house with lights on. So I walked towards that house.
In the end, he only took two steps when the flashlight beam swept across him. His scalp suddenly exploded and white hairs of sweat broke out.
On the dilapidated rural streets, there are countless figures standing densely. They either tilt their heads, hold hands, frown, or laugh happily.
But all eyes were staring at me.
These figures are all lifelike paper figures with rich expressions.