Zhang Yifeng looked at Jia Youde jokingly and said, "Don't be afraid, I still have you, right?"
Jia Youde was startled: "I? Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I am just following you to make soy sauce. Moreover, the person you have to face is Tian Xiaoji, one of the top ten young heroes. The Hidden Gate is so big.
There are countless intermediate-level towns, can those who can become the top ten young heroes be ordinary?"
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and asked: "I don't think you are ordinary either. I don't think he poses any threat to you, right?"
"Well, I suddenly realized that I still have something to do. Let's take a step first and meet again if we have the chance to meet in the Ice Mountains!"
Jia Youde coughed and turned to leave.
Zhang Yifeng said nonchalantly: "Are you sure you want to leave? Don't you want to follow me to the Ice Mountains?"
Jia Youde's body trembled, his little eyes kept moving, as if he was thinking very fast. Suddenly, he squatted on the ground, holding an astrolabe in his hand, and he didn't know what he was calculating. After a while, he stood up and said seriously:
"The most important thing for a virtuous person in this life is reputation! The body can be destroyed, but the reputation cannot be lost. The so-called good brothers are loyal. How can I leave at this time when human nature is tested? That is not moral decay, but the human heart
Isn't it ancient? I have decided to join you."
Zhang Yifeng glanced at Jia Youde and said calmly: "Speak like a human being."
"Hey, I just calculated my luck, and it's not bad. I can't die. Since I can't die, it doesn't matter if I go up mountains of swords and seas of fire for the sake of my brother!"
"Who is your brother? Since you have decided to stay, I will leave the penis to you later. I am too lazy to take action. Now, let's continue shopping."
After saying this, Zhang Yifeng continued to wander around the store, seemingly not worried at all.
The female shopping guide Xuemei glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise. She was very surprised by Zhang Yifeng's calm and calm appearance.
Why does a young man have such a calm and normal mind? Does this young man really have a background?
Xuemei shook her head and asked, "Guest, this Thousand Purple Thunder Talisman..."
Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "The talisman is good and the price is very cheap. But I am currently short of money and cannot buy this talisman. I will look around again."
Zhang Yifeng doesn't think ten thousand top-grade energy pills are very valuable. Top-grade energy pills only have an effect on Wu Kuangren, and have little effect on masters. If Zhang Yifeng sells one Shengyuan Pill, he may be able to sell it for tens of thousands at Yinmen.
Even hundreds of thousands of top-quality energy pills.
Zhang Yifeng's words made the martial artists who were watching nearby want to laugh. What he said before was very grand. What kind of talisman was good and the price was very cheap. He said it as if he was rich, but it turned out that he couldn't afford it.
"Okay, if there's anything you like, just call me."
Xuemei didn't smile. As a shopping guide, she still had some professional qualities. In addition, she didn't think the young man in front of her was the kind of person who talked big. Maybe he really thought it was cheap, and he really didn't have enough energy pills.
Zhang Yifeng continued to wander around the store, and finally, he stopped in the strange objects area. The things on sale here were very strange, including stones, bricks, unknown weeds, broken tiles mixed with the atmosphere of time, and even
, there are even shrouds.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were focused on a set of shrouds.
The shroud originally represented celebration and was usually red, but this shroud was actually white.
I don’t know what kind of material the shroud is made of. The white inside is yellowish, and the smell of time is very strong. This suit of clothes seems to have been passed down for thousands of years.
The shroud was packed in a box. In addition to the shroud, there was also a bell and paper money in the box. The bell was simple, with unknown patterns carved on it, like a ghost or a fairy.
The paper money on the side is dark yellow in color, and there are also marks on the paper money, which are more mysterious than the marks on the bell. No one knows what kind of mark or pattern it is.
Next to the box, there is a back-type bamboo basket. There is a white whisk in the bamboo basket.
This set of equipment is very strange, like the equipment of a Taoist priest, but instead of wearing a Taoist uniform, he wears a shroud.
Zhang Yifeng's body trembled, thinking of some kind of legend in Lingyue Continent. But he was not sure if the clothes used to trade with the dead were this one.
"Shopping guide Xuemei, what is the origin of this shroud?"
Zhang Yifeng turned around and asked Xuemei.
"Is this a shroud?" Xuemei walked over and then shook her head, "I don't know what Wuji Merchant Alliance is using for this shroud. Someone dragged us to consign it."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Since your merchant alliance doesn't know what this is for, aren't you afraid that others will spend a lot of money to buy a piece of trash, which will damage the reputation of the merchant alliance?"
"The guest was joking. This item is not for sale. The consignor actually wants to know what the shroud is used for. Therefore, as long as someone knows the origin of this shroud, and this origin can make the consignor
If he is convinced, he will give the shroud to the other party."
Zhang Yifeng understood and said: "In other words, no matter whether the origins told by others are true or false, just make them believe it."
"That's pretty much what it means. After all, who can know whether it's true or false? Those who get the shroud just want an answer."
"Do you know where the owner of the shroud is?" Zhang Yifeng asked again.
Xuemei shook her head and said: "It's not here. If the customer is interested in this thing and may know its origin, he can write a letter and pass it on to us. If the consignor is interested in the origin you mentioned, he will come to find it in person.
You. Just leave an address."
"I understand. Give me a pen and paper, and I'll leave a few words for the other party."
"Good guests, do you need us to avoid them?"
"Need not."
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, took the pen and paper handed over by Xuemei, and wrote three words on the paper.
"Into the dead end."
Everyone has seen these three words.
Into the desperate place? If Zhang Yifeng wrote these three words, it seems that he didn't write them.
"Okay. Just send this letter to that person. If he wants to find me, just go to the southeast, find a courtyard, and find this virtuous Taoist."
"I'm going, why are you looking for me?"
Jia Youde spoke unhappily.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Jia Youde and continued to talk to the female shopping guide: "Now I want to ask, where does that leaf come from?"
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and pointed at a green leaf placed in the corner of the strange object area. The leaf was not big and did not look like a leaf. Instead, it looked like a leaf made from some kind of rattan. However, no one knew what kind of rattan this green leaf came from.
Plant. The green leaves have thorns on the edges, and the shape of the green leaves is like a miniature heart.
"The customer has a good eye. We still don't know the origin of this leaf. We only know that this young leaf is indestructible and nothing can destroy it. We don't sell this young leaf, we just put it here as a treasure of the store."