The shop owner’s eyes lit up, the God of Wealth is here!
He hurriedly got up from the ground, took a few steps forward with a smile, "I had a dream yesterday, and the sky was full of flowers. What good news do I have? It turns out that a distinguished guest has arrived! Long time no see, long time no see!"
Ding Fan stopped and glanced into the store, "Boss, I haven't seen you for a long time. How is business?"
well!
The shop owner sighed, with a grimace on his face: "It's been very difficult to live a life! Not to mention shopping, there is no one just walking around in the shop!"
Everyone hummed, and Ding Fan smiled and said, "How about I go to your store and take a look around?"
The shop owner immediately put on a smiling face, bowed his waist and hurriedly invited: "Pengpi Shenghui, please, please!"
Before I even stepped in, I smelled a pungent musty smell, which naturally smelled of neglect and rotten items.
Most of the counters are also missing, and the items for sale are piled together, making it very messy.
Ding Fan picked up a medicine bottle with the words "Ningling Pill" written on it. He weighed it a few times and found that there were pills inside.
One of the favorite things of spirit ghosts, a hot-selling product, even if there is no Ming Yuan on hand, it can still be bartered, but why is the pill pill covered in dust.
Ding Fan asked in confusion: "Last time I came here, there were always customers buying sporadic items. Why are they so unsaleable now? Why, doesn't everyone care about improving their cultivation?"
well!
The shop owner squeezed out two simulated tears and shook his head: "These days, living is the greatest luxury. If you don't even have to be a ghost, what's the use!"
"Is Flowing Light City unsafe?" Ding Fan asked.
"The Yin Wolf will appear at any time, and there will be more and more people. Friends die every day, so why don't you think of yourself?" The shop owner hid his face, and his sadness was palpable.
A powerful monk in the spiritual world turned into a spirit ghost, but was struggling for basic survival. Ding Fan couldn't help but be moved.
The Qiyuan Pill was bought from here, which strengthened the unity and confidence of the Tianshu Sect. Ding Fan looked around and planned to buy something and talk to comfort him.
Suddenly, Ding Fan was attracted by something in the corner.
Upon seeing this, Leng Ling'er immediately stretched out her hand and took it over.
It’s a xylophone!
The material is very ordinary, drawn from the ghost world, and of little value.
The strings are made of solidified, refined and drawn wood pulp. When plucked gently, the strings sound crisp and sweet.
What shocked Ding Fan the most was that the xylophone was made in a simple way without fancy carvings, but the simple drawings of mountains, rivers, sun and moon were highly consistent with the Nine-Yuan Scepter!
If it weren't for a close confidant of the Spirit Emperor, how could he inadvertently carve the pattern on it.
The shop owner didn't know why, so he tried his best to sell the piano, "Your distinguished guest has a good taste. This piano is extraordinary. It is made by a famous master. There is something wonderful about slow twisting and quick playing..."
Holding the xylophone in his arms, Ding Fan asked in a deep voice: "Why do you still sell musical instruments in your store?"
Ouch!
The store owner smiled and rubbed the back of his head uncomfortably: "The world is tough, so we all help each other. We put a few items in other stores. As long as they are sold, we will share the profits together. Hehehehe!"
No one laughed at it, but it caused a burst of regret.
Linger!
Ding Fan nodded slightly, and a black butterfly flew out of Leng Ling'er's fingertips.
It was just a xylophone with no special powers. The shop owner was so excited that he choked with sobs and knelt down: "Dear guest, I have nothing to repay. Otherwise, I will kowtow to you!"
First, he was arranging his clothes. The shop owner looked serious and kowtowed solemnly. When he looked up, he found that the distinguished guest had already left. Only the black butterfly with innate yin energy fluttering its wings conveyed vitality.
Walking on the street, Wu Weiqiang asked tentatively: "Is the leader interested in that piano?"
"Yes, I think the producer has a good background." Ding Fan nodded.
"Then why did you leave without asking questions?" Wu Weiqiang was puzzled.
Ding Fan smiled, raised the xylophone, and pointed at the handle, "It's all engraved on it!"
At the same time, everyone looked at the position of the piano handle. The divine eye saw the clues at a glance. After observing for a long time, they discovered that there were indeed a few words.
Yinfeng Pavilion, Luoge!
Ling Zifeng frowned, looking thoughtful, and turned to look at Wu Weiqiang, who also sighed.
"I never expected that the No. 1 musician under the Spiritual Emperor would fall like this! The instruments made by Luo Musician were only given away and not sold, but I didn't want to be in such a state of decline!" Wu Weiqiang lamented.
He added, "He is the real number one."
After saying that, he felt two chilling eyes stabbing at him. Wu Weiqiang was stunned to avoid them and didn't answer them.
If you talk too much, you will be wrong, and you will offend Cai Cai, who is the self-proclaimed number one female warrior.
Ding Fan was very interested and asked: "Is there anything special about this musician?"
"Sheng Yuan has been practicing for a long time. When he sings a song, he can relieve fatigue and refresh himself, or disturb the morale of the army in front of the battle. He is no less than a general." Wu Weiqiang did not hesitate to praise him.
"It's just that this person has an extremely aloof temperament. Apart from the Spiritual Emperor, he has never paid attention to anyone else in the spiritual world." Ling Zifeng said.
Ding Fan was unwilling to give up. There was a talented Le Qiao here. If Tian Yinshao didn't understand anything, he could ask him for advice, but he was a tough guy.
"He already makes a living by selling pianos in Flowing Light City. How about giving him some more benefits?" Ding Fan asked.
Ling Zifeng and Wu Weiqiang didn't say anything, they were in a state of despair, but what they sold was just an ordinary xylophone, with no spiritual power or attack power, and it was no different from a decoration.
Cai Cai threw down her hand and said disapprovingly: "Actually, that person is just a loser! I don't realize how beautiful the sound of the piano is, but I feel sleepy when I hear it."
chat……
That’s it!
However, the search for Luo Ge did not stop.
The difficulty of the Tianyin Whistle must be overcome by time in the Ghost Realm. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Ding Fan will never give up.
I didn't see the plaque of Yinfeng Pavilion on the main street. Just when I was about to turn into a sub-street, there was a strong wind and yellow sand in the sky. The shops on both sides of the street were closed at the same time as if they had said hello in advance.
Only Ding Fan and his party were left.
The Yin Wolves are here again!
The streams of light overhead gathered towards this place one after another, and a pair of sinister and vicious beast eyes flickered in and out of them.
Ling Zifeng and others immediately lined up beside Ding Fan, ready to fight.
Suddenly, a huge figure jumped out of the stream of light, and it turned out to be the alpha wolf of the Yin Wolf Pack!
This attack speed does not follow the rules.
At the same time, the wolves reacted quickly, either jumping or running forward, and surrounded them from all directions. The gap for survival was actually harder to find than the stream of light.
Whoosh!
The flying sword shot out, right in front of the head wolf.
Ling Zifeng and Wei Teng cooperated tacitly, and the wind of their palms was fierce, driving away the wolves near the alpha wolf.
The shadow of the flying sword reflected in the fierce eyes of the alpha wolf. He stopped suddenly in the air and dived down. Cai Cai cut off the way with an ax chop.
With no support from the front, rear, left or right, Feijian turned around. The alpha wolf quickly adjusted his position in the air and took the first move of abandoning his son. A rope-like yin energy restrained the yin wolf in front of him.
The flying sword hit the surrogate Yin Wolf, and the alpha wolf took the opportunity to turn sideways. The flying sword just grazed its body, and it rolled to the ground, rolled a few times, and stood up again.
injured!
Nothing serious!
The low humming sound continued, and Yin Lang, who was coming from behind, jumped to the top of the shop pavilion and looked down at Ding Fan, as if to prevent him from using the flying magic weapon to escape at any time.