Villain: Master And Sister, Please

Lin Heng followed the waiter and stepped inside.

As soon as he took a step, his eyes glanced around.

The room was very spacious, with walls all made of blue bricks. There was a table in the center, and a middle-aged man with a thin face sat next to it.

Opposite him was a tall man in black attire with a rugged face, a giant ax hanging on his back, and a ferocious tiger head tattooed on his right arm.

Beside him stood a rickety old man.

The three of them each had several bamboo slips in their hands, as if they were discussing something.

Seeing Lin Heng approaching, the thin middle-aged man stood up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you want to sell something to us at Wangyue Tower?"

"Yes." Lin Heng nodded, then took out the bronze armor from the system space and placed it in front of the three of them.

"A pair of seventh-level armor, take a look."

"Seventh level!?"

The thin middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly picked up the armor to investigate.

A burly man and a rickety old man on the side also joined in.

After a moment, the three of them looked at each other.

"Seventh-level armor, top grade! You have this thing, which shows that it is extraordinary. Forgive me, why are you willing to sell this thing?"

"The seventh-level armor is difficult to break even for Golden Core monks. It is perfect for body protection."

The shopkeeper asked doubtfully.

"Haha! Shopkeeper, you are confused too!" The burly man on the side took over and continued: "The overall outline of the armor is specially made. This armor is definitely not tailor-made for him. Even if he wears it, it will be inconvenient."

"That's right. This thing probably doesn't belong to this little friend."

The old man also echoed.

"It is indeed not mine. You are right. I have no use for myself. If I keep it in my hands, it will just gather dust. I might as well sell it for money."

"I wonder how much you want to sell?" the shopkeeper asked.

"Seven thousand spiritual stones." Lin Heng replied.

"You are not at a loss for the seven thousand spirit stones. This is a seventh-level magic weapon... It is the icing on the cake for many monks. You can take advantage of this auction in the Treasure Pavilion to sell it."

"There's no need to ask about the origin. I know that its value is far more than seven thousand. I just want to get rid of this thing quickly. And if someone tracks it down in the future, don't reveal my information."

"Okay, just seven thousand spirit stones." The shopkeeper looked at the old man beside him and continued: "Deacon Wang, please take this little friend to get the spirit stones!"

"Okay, little friend, please come with me."

After the two left, the silent strong man said: "This boy is too impatient. I thought he would quote a high price of 20,000 spirit stones. I still feel that he does not understand the value of the seventh-level magic weapon." .”

"No, I can read some faces. Although this guy's cultivation level is low, his temperament is extraordinary. If he wanted to sell it at a high price, he could go directly to Zhenbao Pavilion, but he chose Wangyue Tower instead."

"Why is this?" The strong man was puzzled.

"I guess he is afraid of causing trouble. Zhenbao Pavilion is the largest auction house in Yanyun City and is inseparable from the dynasty. The origin of this armor is probably inseparable from the dynasty.

That's the way it is with this kind of deal. If you want the buyer to keep it secret, you have to give up some profit. This kid is much more sophisticated than the average person. "

"Dynasty? Maybe... Let's get back to our business. You have to help me get the double golden dragon ax at the auction. I will make up for it later."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, you have been cooperating with Wangyue Tower for decades. I can still meet this requirement."

Lin Heng followed the old man to the cubicle on the third floor, and after a brief count, he left the place.

It's not that he doesn't understand value, he just doesn't want to attract too much attention. Everything in the financial warehouse is recorded, and the dynasty must know it clearly.

If you want to investigate the east-west flow, you can deduce it from the difference in the spiritual stone transaction.

He didn't want to get into trouble with the Dynasty.

Now that 7,000 spirit stones are in the account, I have to have a good time.

Nothing to do today, my love will rise with the bell.

Listen to all the ladies playing the harp and flute.

Watch the literati recite poems and compose poems.

The talented lady performs a startling dance while enjoying the spring night.

You can also enjoy massage services from other people's wives while lying on the chair.

This is the world, and it can be called the human world.

"Sir, wake up, the sun is setting!"

The woman pushed Lin Heng's shoulder to wake him up.

"Huh?" Lin Heng lay on the chair with lazy eyes, "Work harder and harder, the girl is really good at her craftsmanship, the strength is neither light nor heavy, and it is extremely comfortable."

"Young Master, I'm sorry. They're all just outside of the medical field. The fact that you feel comfortable means that you are in very good physical condition. Previously, those young masters were screaming in pain even before they started pressing the acupuncture points on their bodies."

"Unlike you, Master, you didn't say a word... you even fell asleep."

Lin Heng's mouth twitched and he coughed dryly.

"But my daughter is indeed going back. There are still father and son at home who need to help light the fire and cook."

"All right."

Lin Heng nodded. After all, she was someone else's wife. She couldn't let her stay too late. It would be bad if there was a misunderstanding.

Tsk tsk~

Not to mention, the service attitude of this massage clinic is really good.

It's serious and formal, and the experience lasts a long time.

The boss is still a mature and beautiful woman, even if she has a son, she still looks like a young girl.

At night.

Yanyun City is brightly lit.

The bustling scene is still there, with a constant flow of people on the streets and it’s very lively.

In a teahouse, two figures were sitting around the table.

"Hao'er, as a father, I need to go to the city lord's mansion. Don't cause trouble in the city. This is not the Golden Horse City and there are many rules. In addition, there are many people in the city who we cannot afford to provoke, including the envoys from the dynasty." Sun Daoya warned.

"Well, father, don't worry, children have their own sense of responsibility. I wonder when will you come back, father?"

"It's not clear yet. I have to deal with the invitation from the City Lord's Mansion. When you get to the Golden Core Realm, you will know how popular this identity is in the world."

No matter how time passes, the number of immortal cultivators at any time is far less than ordinary people.

Golden elixir stage monks can be kings and hegemons even on some barren planets.

The dynasty governs more than 80% of the land of Tianxuan Continent and has formulated many laws to regulate it. The execution of the rules requires many people, many monks like him who can do it.

...

There are still five days until the auction begins.

Lin Heng practiced quietly in the inn during the day, and wandered around for fun at night.

Now that he has fully mastered how to use the dream mirror, and with the person in the mirror constantly opening the spiritual wheel for him, he can focus on other places.

Beiwang Street is located in the north-central part of Yanyun City.

The entire street is free of secular products and is open to monks.

There are as many as ten buildings similar to the Treasure Pavilion alone. There are pill shops, spiritual medicine pavilions, martial arts chambers, and trading treasure pavilions everywhere.

Lin Heng wandered around and looked at many scattered stalls for a long time, but didn't see anything particularly good.

"It's really interesting. Weapons are not allowed in the city, but you can buy weapons inside the city. This rule outside the city is originally for business."

Lin Heng clicked his tongue and was speechless.

I thought that Yanyun City prohibited everyone from carrying weapons to maintain public order in the city, but it turned out that it was to make it easier for me to buy weapons.

In time for the auction feast, there were many people coming and going in the thirteen cities of Xizhou, so it was inevitable that some unrighteous people would get mixed in.

Ordinary people who want to ensure safety should rely on themselves instead of placing their hopes on the City Lord's Mansion.

There was a reason why Lin Heng thought so much. The lessons of his predecessors were still vivid in his mind.

In Heran City, Nanzhou, an event with great influence occurred. The local city lord's mansion lured many wealthy businessmen into the city under the guise of recruiting chambers of commerce to settle in the city.

As a result, after the two parties reached a mutually beneficial deal, the wealthy man from the chamber of commerce was intercepted and killed by bandits on his way back and forth with his family.

This kind of incident happened three times in total. It was not until the fourth time that an auction was held locally, which attracted many people. As a result, those who bought the valuable treasures either died inexplicably outside the city or were never heard from again.

There was a lot of commotion at that time. The dynasty sent a special envoy to investigate and found out that the city lord's palace was guarding theft and colluding with the bandits to harvest the property of ordinary people.

From then on, everyone had to be careful about any trade activities related to the City Lord's Mansion.

The description of the Thirteen Cities in Xizhou in the original book is not a place of friendly guests. The Golden Horse City is enough to reflect the level of the other city-states.