After the ghost market auction ended, the crowd scattered in all directions.
The people in the land of three religions and nine streams are very mixed. With the strong suppression of the leader of the ghost market, no one dares to make mistakes in the ghost market, but maybe they will if they leave the ghost market.
The auction ended, and Shen Xiu got the volume recording the exercises as he wished, when he walked out of the door.
But he saw the man in brocade with a wolf face mask who had competed with him for the last time in the auction house, standing at the door of the archway, as if waiting for something.
This man is tall and tall. He had not noticed it when he sat down in the auction house just now. Now standing on one side, he looks like a pillar.
Seeing Shen Xiu going out, the man in the wolf mask came up to him, clasped his fists, and said in a sincere voice: "Brother, can you lend me a step to speak?"
Chen Xiu paused, thinking about the rumors about this ghost market, and looked quite wary.
The man in the wolf mask saw Shen Xiu's alert look, so he said: "The rules in the ghost city do not allow the use of force. Brother, you can rest assured that I will not do anything unexpected to you."
However, Shen Xiu thought in his heart that if this is the case in the ghost market, it would be hard to tell outside of the ghost market.
Seeing that Shen Xiu was indifferent and still looked a little wary, the man in the wolf mask stepped forward and stated his purpose straight to the point: "This brother took a picture of the prison-suppressing dragon Xiang Jin. Can you make a copy for me? I'm willing to pay five dollars." One thousand taels."
There was no detailed explanation of the techniques in this ghost market auction. He originally had an indifferent attitude, but his son recognized this technique.
Then he has to get one and take it back no matter what.
To be honest, this approach is extremely risky. Without the guarantee of Gui Shi’s name, who knows whether the transcriber will omit words or sentences, or add some small information.
This is also one of the reasons why there are not many sellers of exercises. Many exercises are complex to practice, and some require explanations, while others require oral and personal teaching.
Compared with some basic text, more people would rather spend more money to buy the accompanying protagonist, or even the Intuos in the cultivation method.
For individual sales of exercises, many people have this level of consideration.
This is also the reason why Shen Xiu never thought of selling his exercises before when he was short of money.
Seeing that the wolf-faced man had the idea of buying the manuscript, Shen Xiu couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
If you accidentally sell it, you will not suffer any loss, and you can still recover part of the more than 10,000 taels of silver you paid.
He would not lose money in such a business no matter what, and the only one who bears the risk is the other party. To be honest, he did not expect that the other party would take such a risk and use this method.
Based on his past experience, he guessed that when he stepped out of the ghost market, the guy who competed with him might take advantage of him.
Unexpectedly, I still used normal methods.
The door of the auction house is not the place to talk. After communicating with the man in the wolf mask for a while, he went to a teahouse in the ghost city.
A place that is dark under the sun naturally needs a place to talk things over, and the teahouse in the ghost market came into being.
Shen Xiuhe and the man in the wolf mask went to a two-story teahouse in the ghost market and chose a quiet corner to sit down.
The two of them had a discussion about the price of the copied technique, and finally added another two thousand silver dollars to the five thousand taels initially offered by the man in the wolf mask.
The final transaction price reached 7,000 taels.
After that, the man in the wolf mask found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, then found a quiet room where no one would disturb him, and left Shen Xiu to copy the exercises verbatim alone.
Finally, let the man in the wolf mask take a look at the original exercise volume and hand over seven thousand taels of silver, and the business in this ghost market will be completed.
As for the other party taking it back, whether he can learn it or not is not his problem.
After the transaction, Shen Xiu asked the man in the wolf-faced mask what would happen if he disagreed. The man in the wolf-faced mask just said meaningfully that he would have to meet him outside the ghost market.
In this mixed place, don’t expect others to preserve your own bottom line.
After leaving the teahouse, Shen Xiu wandered through the streets at the bottom of the valley, looking for anything he needed.
Passing by the stalls on both sides of the road, Shen Xiu walked for a while and stopped in front of a stall selling elixirs.
"Hey, what do you need, brother?"
The owner of the stall is a man with a horse face mask. There is a customer above him. When he sees his eyes lingering, he immediately asks.
"How to buy this demon pill?"
Shen Xiushi's gaze lingered, and he pointed at a red bead in the middle of a pile of bottles and jars and asked.
I just passed by and the golden cicada in his Dantian was ready to move.
"Brother, you really have a good eye. This is the demon elixir of the sixth-level tiger demon. I really want it. I am eager to get rid of it, so I will give you the three thousand taels at a loss..."
When Chen Xiu heard this, his brows furrowed.
It's not that this demon pill is too expensive, but that the price is too cheap, so cheap that it makes him suspicious.
He passed by three or four stalls before and asked about the price of demon pills for sixth-level monsters. Most of the demon pills for sixth-order monsters cost four to five thousand taels.
If there are several companies like this, it is almost the market price.
Logically speaking, since they are on the same street, the prices should not be much different.
"Brother, do you want to see if I can take a look at the fifth-level demon elixir for two thousand taels of silver?"
While Shen Xiu was thinking, a rough voice came from the opposite side. He turned around and looked, but it was a man wearing a bull-head mask speaking from behind a stall opposite.
Through his muscular body, you can see that he is a tall guy.
"Niu Laosan, don't look for trouble!"
After the burly bull-headed masked man finished speaking, the angry shouts of the horse-faced man were heard.
The man in the bull-head mask was fearless and said with a smile: "Whatever I do, it's all about business, fair competition!"
So Shen Xiu went over to the burly man's stall, and while the horse-faced man was yelling at the man in the bull-head mask, he took the fifth-level demon pill.
After taking the fifth-level demon pill, Chen Xiu continued to turn to the opposite stall and asked: "Can the sixth-level tiger demon pill be cheaper?"
The horse-faced man, who thought he had missed out on a big deal, was stunned when he heard this, and immediately shouted cheerfully: "Yes, of course, brother, if you want it, I'll give you two thousand five hundred taels." You."
The bull-headed man who heard this blinked at Shen Xiu and said in a low voice that only Shen Xiu could hear:
"Brother, his sixth-level Tiger Demon Pill has been sold many times..."
The words are short, but full of information.
Chen Xiu was slightly startled when he heard this, but he was not surprised at all.
He thought there was something fishy. Listening to the bull-headed man's voice, it turned out to be exactly what he imagined. This sixth-level demon elixir was indeed real, and there was no problem.
But the problem is the man with the horse face mask. If he guessed correctly, he is probably doing a business without capital, selling a demon pill repeatedly.
Now it seems that this sixth-level Tiger Demon Pill is also an old actor.