The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 452 Do you eat shrimp?
"Brother, look quickly, this ginseng is so big, at least 500 years old." The person who squatted in front of the booth spoke with a clear and pleasant female voice, wearing clothes that looked like Taoist robes. Followed by a person who also wore a rattan mask, he praised: "That's right, quickly exchange something."

The girl was carrying a black equipment bag on her back. Hearing this, she opened the equipment bag and signaled the stall owner to choose it herself.The stall owner had a big pie face, with a snub nose, small eyes, a big mouth, and low features, as if he had been crushed by something.

He rummaged through the equipment bags of the two, but he didn't seem to find anything he liked, so he shook his head at the two junior sisters.

Seeing this situation, the four of us hurriedly opened our equipment bag. Apart from some personal items, it was some equipment we bought when we entered the mountain before. I don't know if these spirits will be interested.

As soon as we approached, the girl said: "Hey, what are you doing, I discovered this first!"

Hearing her unreasonable tone, I became rude: "It doesn't matter who discovers it first, the question is, do you have something to exchange for others? Could it be that if he doesn't exchange it, you plan to grab it by force?" Let me just say, according to Zhou Xuanye, I have never heard of anyone daring to cause trouble in Baoshi.

"You..." The other party must have been spoiled on weekdays. He jumped up angrily and opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by the person next to her. He dragged the girl to leave, but the girl was on the bar. Yes, snorted, and said, "I want to see if they can get this ginseng in exchange for this pile of junk."

After the girl opened the equipment bag just now, I found that the things in her bag are very complicated and various, from food to game consoles, from badminton to some calligraphy and painting, it can be said to be miscellaneous.

From the looks of it, they obviously understand the rules of Treasure City, and it is probably not the first time they have come here, and the things they carry are not precious, but for these low-level mountain spirits who are hard to get out of the mountain, they are all It's rare.

On the other hand, these seemingly useless things in our bags are really junk.

Big Pie Face tossed and turned in our equipment bag. After a while, he grabbed something and held it in his hand, which looked novel.When I saw it, I was embarrassed. It was a compression bag with underwear inside...

This thing is necessary for long-term mountain travel. By extracting air, the replacement clothes can be tightly compressed into a small bag.Dabinglian gestured to the bag and the clothes inside, and put it behind him. At the same time, he handed me the ginseng that was at least 500 years old.

Although the brothers and sisters on the side didn't speak, I could feel the woman's burning gaze, wishing to burn a hole in my body.

There is nothing more cost-effective to exchange a bag of clothes for a 500-year-old ginseng.I weighed it twice in my hand, and it was at least 300 grams.Seeing the burning eyes of the girl next to me, I quickly stuffed the ginseng into the equipment bag.

Zhou Xuanye also mentioned one thing before, the treasure market only lasts for half an hour, and after the market is over, there are only people who come here to trade, except for those famous families who know each other, like us who have no name and no background , it is easy to become the target of some people who want to make money.Therefore, all those who exchange things are quietly exchanged and quickly put away. In fact, there are quite a few people like us who trade directly in front of others.

After collecting the ginseng, the four of us walked around the pair of senior brothers and sisters. While walking, Feng Guishou said, "What do those two do? They look quite young."

Zhou Xuanye said in a low voice: "Their cuffs are embroidered with three folds of cloud patterns, like people from Sanqing Palace in Sanqing Mountain."

Feng Guishou was surprised, and said: "You are kidding, I have been to that place, it is an old and old temple, and there are only a few old Taoist priests left."

Zhou Xuanye said: "Taoist sects are divided into outer sect and inner sect. Most of the people you see receiving pilgrims are from the outer sect, and people from the inner sect seldom come out. Those two should be from the inner sect of the Sanqing Palace. people."

I became curious when I heard this: "Second brother, you and the boss also came from the third son, so are you from the inner door or the outer door?" Zhou Xuanye turned to look at me with a wooden mask on, his voice quite helpless : "The inner door is me, and the outer door is also me..."

I didn't realize it at first, but when I understood the true meaning of these words, I suddenly had the urge to laugh out loud, but in order to take care of Zhou Xuanye's self-esteem, I held back.The Three Sons Temple is too small, the inner door and the outer door... there are only a few of them in total.

Zhou Xuanye spread his hands and said: "Laugh if you want, our temple was very dilapidated before, there were not many people, and occasionally two pilgrims came, and everyone ran out to greet them." After speaking, he said with emotion: "It was quite difficult. "

"So you and the boss went down the mountain to make money, while accumulating merit, and at the same time sending the money back to renovate the temple?"

Zhou Xuanye nodded slightly, and said: "It has been renovated a long time ago, and I have the opportunity to take you for a stroll. Although it is remote, the environment is very good."

Feng Guishou on the side said: "Second, you are not kind, you invite the third, not me."

Zhou Xuanye smiled slightly, and said: "You and I are a walking corpse and a tomb robber, natural rivals, I don't mind at all, but my master has a bad temper, if you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

Feng Guishou touched his nose and said, "You who look down on walking corpses the most, don't you all deal with dead people? As long as you are stinky, you seem to be more noble than us."

Zhou Xuanye smiled again, and fought back mercilessly: "We are walking corpses, not stolen corpses; killing by robbers is different from killing by law enforcement."

Feng Guishou choked on his hand and fell silent.

As we walked forward, we checked the surrounding stalls. On one stall, weeds were piled up half a person's height. The one who closed the stall was a 'woman', looking back and forth at the passers-by, grabbing a handful of grass from time to time. Take a bite by yourself, it seems to be with relish.Those eyes stared pitifully at everyone passing by, expecting an exchange.

I immediately sympathized with it, who the hell would change a pile of grass!You think it's delicious, but we don't think it's delicious! "With a sympathetic attitude, I took half a box of compressed biscuits and exchanged it for a bundle of grass, tied the grass and hung it around my waist. Feng Guishou laughed at me for being a bad person, and I went ahead and wandered around .

After a lap, we didn’t get many things in exchange. This is barter, not a money exchange, so the exchange must be satisfactory to both parties. I walked for about ten minutes, and I only got the original one. Ginseng and weeds around the waist.

Zhou Xuanye replaced it with a piece of black lacquered and very heavy lightning strike wood.The so-called lightning strike wood is the wood that has been struck by lightning. Generally, a tree that has been struck by lightning will catch fire. Even if it does not catch fire, the wood will become very brittle and its internal structure will be destroyed.But there is a chance that after the tree is split, the internal structure will undergo another change, becoming very hard and heavy.

The probability of this is very small, and the ancient warlocks believed that this kind of wood locks the power of thunder inside and is used to make magic weapons, such as thunder wood swords and thunder wood hairpins, which can ward off evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits. dark.

Zhou Xuanye said that this piece of lightning strike wood would be made into five talismans, and there would be one for each of the five people in the office.

Not long after, I came to a cart, and there was the night food seller I saw on the hillside before. At this moment, the cart was still steaming, and I was a little curious about what he was selling. Look, I saw a pot of white water tumbling in an old iron pot. The water was sinking and floating, and something black was boiling. When I carefully identified it, my scalp became numb with shock. I saw something boiling in this pot. Yes, it is the black 'crayfish' in the ancient tomb, that is, the corpse voodoo!

Beside the iron pot, there is also a sunken stone plate. In the stone plate are some crushed green plants, which seem to be some natural spices, and they smell quite fragrant.

Next to the stone plate is a pile of 'bowls' folded with broad leaves.

Just as I was staring at the 'lobster' rolling in the water, I was disgusted by the stimulation, a stall stall not far away was probably hungry, walked over, took something out of his pocket and handed it to the lobster seller, the lobster seller The man scooped out three lobsters from the water, put them in the leaf 'bowl', grabbed the green sticky spices, put them in and handed them to the lobster buyer.

I looked at the trade items of the two, and suddenly felt that my outlook on life had been refreshed.

That's right, the person who set up the stall took a slightly saved Transformers model, and exchanged three crayfish with the other party.

After receiving the model, the seller moved the model around excitedly, and made a bird-like cry, cooing, clucking, and quacking for a while, which made me unable to figure it out. Is it a wild pheasant or a wild duck?

(End of this chapter)