The night ban at Huangtai Fort was in vain. Song Zheng did not go back. When he arrived at the gate of the fort, he told Shi Yi and he returned to the market.
It was already dark, but he did not rush to take action. Instead, he found a place to take a nap. When it was midnight, he suddenly opened his eyes and dived into the darkness like a civet cat.
He walked quickly along the streets of the market, leaning against the walls.
When passing by the inn, it passed by in a flash. Inside the inn, Pan Jihui, with five hearts in the sky and breathing night fire, remained motionless, but the fourteen Red Flame Fire Dragon Riders outside felt the reaction. The old man's lips did not move, but his voice spread to ten people.
In the minds of the four people: "Don't pay attention, it's just a passing little mouse."
Song Zheng remembered the path in his mind and quickly entered a courtyard.
The front of the courtyard faces the street, and a plaque on the shop floor reads: Fengtian Book Number.
The Huangtaibao Market was very prosperous in its heyday, selling everything. According to Song Zheng's understanding, among the many bookstores that sold Taoist classics, the shopkeeper of Fengtian Bookstore was the strongest.
At that time, it was rumored that among the three powerful men in the market, the shopkeeper of Fengtian Shuhao, who had a cultivation level in the early stage of the Mingjing Realm, was among them.
It's a pity that the shopkeeper was very unlucky. After the first imperial edict, he failed to come back. I don't know what happened deep in the extremity of Shenjin Mountain.
Yes, he came here late at night just to look for Taoist scriptures.
Back then, Song's father took him all over the world in order to enable him to cultivate. But the "Zhe Lei Technique" he is now practicing has come to an end. If he wants to go further, he needs to ask for instructions from above, and then the above will give him a new one.
Secrets of the Ministry of War.
But now Huangtai Fort is in chaos, and no one is taking care of things at all. His desire to follow up on the secrets of the Ministry of War is simply a dream.
Fortunately, the lowest-level secret teaching of the Ministry of War, "The Method of Hiding Thunder", is for ordinary soldiers to practice, so it can be widely accepted. As long as Song Zheng finds a book on thunder cultivation, he can continue to practice smoothly.
He came here to try his luck today, and he didn't really expect to find any brilliant Taoist scriptures. Those precious shopkeepers would definitely carry them with him in his mustard finger. He just wanted one that was pretty good, and that he didn't want to be unable to cultivate or stagnate for the time being.
It was quiet inside the book number. Those big-headed soldiers were only interested in wine shops recently and had not come to harm this place yet.
There are many strange formations in the store to prevent robbery and theft. However, both the shopkeeper and the clerk were instantly dragged to the depths of the extremity by the imperial edict. These strange formations did not have time to be activated, otherwise Song Zheng would probably have to spend a lot of time.
hands and feet.
Now, he can go down the bookshelves one by one and find them in a safe manner.
He quickly read through the books on the front page of Fengtian Bookstore. They were all popular goods. Song Zheng curled his lips and walked back.
After spending some time, he found a secret cabinet in the back hall. The secret cabinet was blocked by a strange formation. Song Zheng scratched his head. There must be good things in it, but he knew nothing about the strange formation.
After being at a loss for a while, he suddenly remembered something and went back to the counter in front of him. He rummaged through the drawers on the counter and couldn't help but smile. In one drawer, there was a string of bamboo talismans.
He grabbed it and tested it one by one on the secret cabinet. Finally, at the seventh bamboo talisman, there was a click and a strange array of light flashed through, and he opened it!
He grinned silently, but still did not dare to get carried away. He quietly stepped aside, got ready, and gently opened the cabinet door with a stick.
Sure enough, with a whoosh, a short but extremely violent burst of fire shot out.
Song Zheng snickered, thinking that if he was seen by Zhou Kou, he would definitely say that "scholars are treacherous and cunning". He came to the secret cabinet, where there were dozens of ancient books and several bamboo slips.
A treasure from time immemorial.
He started with the bamboo slips, then the ancient books.
But as he read each one, he became more and more disappointed. These ancient books were indeed good, not top-notch, but close to first-class. But there was no book on Lei Xiu Dao.
The most numerous books are on Fire Cultivation, followed by Water Cultivation. Even the very remote Earth Cultivation has two books, but there is no Lei Cultivation.
He looked through it and found nothing, and was so annoyed that he almost set the entire secret cabinet on fire. After calming down, he suddenly rushed towards the secret cabinet aggressively, knocked on all four walls, and was disappointed again when he was sure there was no mezzanine.
He rummaged in the back hall again, like a tornado passing through, but this time he really found nothing.
There was no trace in the back hall, so he still didn't give up and went to the backyard to look for it. He searched through the residences of the shopkeeper and the clerks. He couldn't find the Taoist book, but he did dig out some hidden silver coins and treasures.
There were thousands of taels of gold and silver. Of course he accepted it without politeness and stuffed it into his fingers. In the shopkeeper's room, in the mezzanine of a drawer, he found a wooden box. When he opened it, he found two taels of gold and silver.
Ten Yuan Yu!
This was an unexpected surprise, and he secretly thought that the trip was not in vain.
There was no Lei Xiu Taoist book in the Fengtian book number. He was disappointed but not despairing. There were other book numbers in the market. He searched them one by one, but he couldn't believe that there was no book.
He was about to climb over the wall from the backyard when he suddenly noticed a large room nearby.
This room has one roof and four walls. It is so simple that you can tell it is a warehouse at a glance. He opened the door and said: "A book number, what warehouse do you want..."
There was a burst of dust inside, which made him cough. Only when the dust cleared and looked again did he realize that it was indeed a pile of rags inside.
There are incomplete books, insect-eaten bamboo slips, broken jade boards, and various rusty gold books.
He understood at a glance that these were the old classics collected by Fengtian Bookstore. After sorting them out, the valuable ones were sold and the useless ones were left here.
There is no businessman, and anything of any value will definitely be taken to the front and sold by the shopkeeper. He turned to leave, and something in the corner behind the door flashed in front of his eyes.
"Um?"
It seemed to be a big object, but what really caught his attention was an ancient talisman and seal script exposed outside.
He walked over and moved away the various debris that was pressed against the thing, leaving it covered in dust. He finally saw clearly the true face of the thing, which turned out to be a heavy and simple bronze cauldron.
The tripod is three feet high and has reached the roof.
The tripod is covered with thick patina, and very little is exposed. The talisman that Song Zheng saw just now is one of the few remaining talismans.
He jumped up to the mouth of the cauldron and looked inside. He was suddenly covered in cold sweat: This big cauldron had obviously been used as a cauldron to cook animal meat. The inside of the cauldron was also heavily rusted, with some animal bones.
It’s embedded in this thick patina!
"You are really miserable." He smiled bitterly and patted the cauldron.
He couldn't explain why, but he felt kind of familiar with this cauldron.
However, this shot made him unexpectedly discover that there seemed to be writing on the mouth of the tripod. He looked carefully and found that there were four extremely simple seal scripts. Although there was some patina on the mouth of the tripod, it was much lighter than other places.
Chapter completed!