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Chapter 37 Black Market
After recuperating his energy for a day and making some preparations, Lu Ang arrived at Wang's Noodle Stall early.

Not long after, the three captains also arrived one after another, but their appearance was very different from the past.

Qi Kai was wearing leather armor and carrying a long gun. His skin was a lot darker and his hair was messy. He looked like a charlatan.

Chunhua put on a rare red dress, her hair was tied up with a beautiful hairpin, and her face was painted with heavy makeup, all of her past heroic spirit was gone.

Even Zuo Baihu didn't know why, but his right arm also "grew". He was just wearing a long-sleeved shirt. You couldn't see whether it was real or fake. He only carried a knife on his back and had a long scar on his face. Look. There was a lot more recklessness going up there.

Zuo Baihu looked Lu Ang up and down and nodded: "Well, he's not stupid at all!"

Lu Ang's dress is also very simple. He is wrapped in a big black robe and has a mask on his face.

"Okay, let's go!" As usual, Zuo Baihu walked in front.

Without the six oil bottles, the four of them used Qinggong and soon arrived at the east of the city.

The north of the city is where the royal palace and government offices are located, the south of the city is in ruins, the west of the city is the wealthy area where officials and wealthy families live, and the east of the city is the largest and most complex civilian area.

Going around left and right, one street after another, alley after alley, finally, after walking through a long dark alley, Lu Ang's eyes suddenly opened up.

Countless hustle and bustle came, and all kinds of strange shapes and strange clothes were walking through the place.

There is no doubt that this is a black market.

"Follow me!" Zuo Baihu said in a serious tone, "There are a lot of people here, and there should be many who are stronger than me. Everyone, always be careful!"

Lu Ang was very obedient and followed closely, then carefully looked around.

There was no chaos here as he imagined. There were shops on the roadside, some were setting up stalls with cloth spread out, and some were even slaughtering livestock on the street... It was not as chaotic as he thought.

There was some sporadic yelling and swearing, but no physical fights.

Moreover, the imperial court only moved south to Purple City two months ago. These shops here have obviously existed for many years, indicating that this place may have been a black market that specialized in magical powers a long time ago!
Come to think of it, it’s not like all the magical power warriors enter the magical power department to enjoy the happiness of being established. Some of them can’t pass the exam, and some don’t want to take the exam. Zijin City is the capital of the south and the most prosperous place in the entire Jiangnan. How could there not be such a place? ?

It's just that the forces maintaining order here may not necessarily be people from the imperial court.

Lu Ang observed carefully all the way.

People setting up stalls on the roadside sell all kinds of strange things. Some are unknown herbal medicines, some are broken bottles and jars, some are various long and short swords, some only have a black and gray fur of an unknown animal, and some are Bamboo cages covered with black cloth...

Unfortunately, Lu Ang didn't know much about the various spiritual materials in this world, and he didn't have any identification skills. Although he was a little curious, he had no intention of taking action.

The shops along the street are a bit strange. They all have no specific names. They only have a big round sign with only one word on it: some are "medicine", some are "soldiers", some are "ask", and some are "." "live", and some "kill"...

I guess I can tell what they do, but I'm not entirely sure, and I don't know who runs these shops.

"Fourth, you want magical powers, right?" Suddenly, Zuo Baihu in front spoke up.

"Ah...yes!" Lu Ang was startled and quickly answered.

When did I become the fourth child?Do I have such a high status in your mind?Well, it's probably just a pseudonym. This place is really not suitable for revealing one's identity.

"Then let's go check out that store."

Following Zuo Baihu's gaze, Lu Ang saw a shop with the word "Gong" written on it.

A group of people walked into the store. Without waiting for a greeting, Zuo Baihu found a chair and sat down in a dignified manner: "Does your store... sell magical powers?" A little old man appeared behind the counter: "You are the first one? Come to our dark street once?"

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Zuo Baihu was rude: "Your house is open, isn't it for business?"

"In this case, I'm sorry that I can't tell you. Please do as you please." The little old man shrank back from the counter, as if he wasn't afraid of everyone making trouble at all.

"Forget it, Mr. Xiahou introduced us." Zuo Baihu changed his attitude.

"Which Mr. Xiahou?" The little old man stuck his head out again.

"Of course it's Mr. Xiahou who is accompanying Du Fengzhanwei." Zuo Baihu revealed his identity.

"Are you from Fengzhanwei?" The little old man looked unconvinced.

Zuo Baihu took out a shiny gold waistband from his arms, showed it and took a breath, then took it back into his arms: "Do you believe it now?"

"I believe it! I believe it!" The little old man seemed surprised, and then nodded repeatedly: "Everyone, please come in, everyone, please come in."

With that said, he opened the counter, revealing the path leading to the backyard of the store.

There is a cave behind the shop, with winding paths and gurgling water, dividing it into several halls and pavilions surrounded by flowers.

After being led to a hall, after waiting for a while, a little old man came in with a chubby man wearing brocade who looked like a wealthy businessman: "This is my shopkeeper."

"My surname is Cheng, please just call me Old Cheng." Shopkeeper Cheng said with a smile on his face: "What kind of magical power do you want?"

"Do you have the kind of magical power that can hurt ghosts?" Zuo Baihu asked directly.

"Hurting ghosts..." Shopkeeper Cheng pondered for a while: "There is such a skill, called [Condensing Light], which can condense sunlight into a weapon during the day, and refine it every day. If you work hard for several years, the weapon will be able to It emits the flames of the sun and burns the ghosts.”

"Oh?" Zuo Baihu's eyes lit up: "I wonder how much it will cost?"

"It's not expensive, only [-] gold!" Shopkeeper Cheng told the truth.

"You only need [-] gold?" Zuo Baihu's face showed visible joy: "Then I want it!"

"Oh, I'm afraid the guests don't know that the gold in our dark streets is not the gold in the mortal world." Shopkeeper Cheng seemed to have seen something, and quickly explained: "The guests also know that most of the spiritual objects are now owned by those wealthy families. , controlled by the Holy Land of Magical Powers, there are very few who live outside, even if they appear, it will cost a lot of money, and this magical power is naturally the same, so we still use barter here in the dark street."

"How to barter?" Zuo Baihu was not angry.

"To put it simply, the customer first goes to the sign shop and takes out a spiritual object. There will be an expert there to evaluate it and give the value in gold. The customer can exchange it there for something exclusive to us in the dark street. Use the gold tickets to spend in other stores. The [-] gold I have here are spiritual objects worth [-] gold tickets." Shopkeeper Cheng explained in detail.

"What if we redeem your golden ticket and don't spend it all?" Chunhua next to her couldn't help but asked, "Can you still return the spiritual objects to us?"

"How come you can't spend it? What you guys exchanged are naturally unused spiritual items." Shopkeeper Cheng still smiled: "We have an elixir store, a spiritual material store, a spiritual weapons store, and a spiritual beast store. , and my magical power store has everything you need, and the stalls outside are all people who recognize golden tickets, so it’s impossible not to use them.”

"That's it..." Zuo Baihu stopped lingering and started to get to the point: "Well, my fourth brother is good at martial arts, and his light kung fu and sword skills are all top-notch, but he lacks a powerful magical power. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Ha, that's a lot!" Shopkeeper Cheng raised his eyebrows and was about to introduce: "There is a magical power called [..."

"Wait a minute!" Lu Ang interrupted him quickly: "I don't have that much money, what is the cheapest magical power you have?"

(End of this chapter)