"Bang, bang..."

Luzhu was carrying a large cloth bag on his back, and a clanging sound inside.

Her face was almost as dark as the cloth on her face.

As a core disciple of Baihua Sect, although she is not spoiled, she is still not touched by the spring water. How could she have ever been such a coolie?

"What a beast..."

Looking at Qin Liang's back, Luzhu gritted her teeth secretly.

Qin Liang naturally couldn't be merciful. After he took out a cloth bag and packed the pile of rags, he let Luzhu carry on his back and continue to visit the ghost market.

Qin Liang was in a good mood. Although these things were a bunch of rags to others, they were of considerable value to him.

Many objects can repair the formation runes on it and stimulate the original power. Although the spiritual weapon will still drop, it can at least recover half or even more than half of its value.

This transaction will be dozens or even hundreds or thousands of times profits.

As long as one of them is repaired, the transaction will be huge profits, and Qin Liang found that at least five spiritual weapons are of repair value.

As for those irreparable rags, they can also be used by waste.

Qin Liang himself is the most advanced weapon refiner. After melting these spiritual weapons, he can also create several magic weapons, or even spiritual weapons. This transaction makes a lot of profit.

Of course, only he can earn such money. The weapon refiners in Songlan City are not as good as his waste utilization. They have a weapon refiner of his level, but they don’t have time to do such small things. Their weapon refining orders can often be placed in a thousand years later, and they don’t even look down on this little profitable task.

...

Qin Liang found that there were not many good things on the street stalls in Gui Market, and there were many good things as inferior products, but there were many customers. In front of many stalls, there were ten or eight customers, and there were one or two fewer. They talked quietly, or simply communicated with their voices to quietly quote the price of the goods they were promising.

Qin Liang has seen many times that many stall owners and customers are not talking, but from their eyes, they are already bargaining each other in their hearts and are having a lot of fun.

“Huh…”

Qin Liang discovered that a short figure quickly passed by him and came to a herbal stall not far ahead. He paused and reached forward. It didn't look like he was buying something, but it seemed like he was asking for money.

It was the stall owner who sold him a bunch of ragged spiritual weapons.

Qin Liang was very interested in the young man's supply. If possible, he was willing to purchase goods from the other party for a long time.

But the boy seemed very alert to him. After finishing his business, he refused to talk to him at all. He put away the dirty cloth on the ground and stayed away from him.

Qin Liang also noticed that the stall where the stall owner squatted down had what he wanted.

"There is actually water-core grass, but it's five-leaf. This quality is OK..."

Qin Liang was secretly surprised.

Water core grass can be used to refine Yishui Dan.

Now Zhao Hongzhuang is awakening the spiritual power of water. If he can be assisted by Yishui Pill, the process will be smoother. However, in the past few days, he has searched through the secret elixir collected by the General's Mansion, but there is no record of the water core grass, so he almost thought that there was no water core grass in this world, so he could only refine some elixirs with slightly worse efficacy.

"Didn't you agree to give you money next month. You can't sell a little bit of money for just that little thing. What kind of urge you? Xiaomangou! If it weren't for the way you showed you, you could find this place to sell things! Be grateful for being a human being!"

Before Qin Liang got close, he saw the stall owner scolding the boy.

Hearing this, the boy's hand shrank significantly, but soon he stretched out again, his voice a little low: "I have given you money before...that Taiping card is also owned by my family..."

"This little guy, it turns out that he is not here to buy things..."

Qin Liang thought to himself.

"Little Dog!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man, but his head is half bald, thin and thin, with a sick look on his face. He is a Qi training man of the three realms.

Qin Liang took a look and saw that this man must have had a problem when practicing Qi, which damaged his foundation. The strength of these three realms of Qi training is also very weak. Most of them are piled up by spiritual medicine and have no practical ability.

"I'll kill you if you shout again!"

When the stall owner heard the boy's words, he changed color and grabbed the boy's neck with one hand.

"This is Songlan City. No matter how many dogs you die, no matter how many times you die, no matter how much you die, do you understand?"

This young man was actually a Western barbarian? Qin Liang thought to himself.

But when Qin Liang thought that the boy was wrapped around him tighter than him, he could guess that the boy's identity was sensitive, so he didn't care.

Listening to the stall owner's words, Qin Liang frowned.

He, the first time he came to the Ghost Market, knew that the Ghost Market was not divided into immortal dynasties, barbarians, and demon clans. Here, he just had to follow the rules of the Ghost Market and could travel freely. This sick stall owner obviously wanted to blackmail the boy's money.

Qin Liang's eyes were cold and he was about to take action. He was not a nosy person, but thinking about the business just now, he really took too much advantage for the young man, so he couldn't ignore this matter.

Not only is it a good deal, the stone-like thing that the boy gave him casually was a piece of spiritual jade of good quality, which contained a little spiritual power. Although it could not reach the concentration of spiritual money for making, it could also carve a seal after a little carving. In the eyes of consignees, three or four spiritual money can be sold. If you encounter a sucker, you can make a small profit.

But before Qin Liang could do it, he saw the young man grab the stall owner's wrist with his backhand and twist it hard!

“Ah…”

The stall owner screamed in an instant, and his whole body rushed forward, and was restrained by the boy.

“Huh…”

Seeing this scene, Qin Liang was also slightly stunned.

From the perspective of intuitive power, the young man's power is lower than the stall owner, but the young man's practical experience is richer. With a casual counterattack, the stall owner will control it.

"Come on, you're killing people!"

The stall owner was unable to move half of his body and made a pig-killing cry in his mouth.

When the monks who were coming and going heard the movement here, they immediately surrounded him and watched the fun.

"Do you give it or not!"

"My mother said that what should be given to others cannot be cheated at all. It's mine, and half a money cannot be reduced! You can't take credit! It was agreed before!"

The boy was extremely angry at this time and did not notice that he had made a big noise, and he was even more in a taboo in the ghost market.

The purpose of this place is to make money with harmony, and to cause trouble here, regardless of right or wrong, they will be severely punished.

"Ahhh, it hurts! Pain and pain! Let go, let go!"

The young man was angry and the power in his hand was gone. At this moment, the sick stall owner's voice like killing a pig became louder.

"Who is causing trouble!"

A majestic voice sounded quickly, and two deacons from the ghost market appeared in a blink of an eye. One shouted angrily, and the other even slapped the boy in the back with one hand!

"Let's wait!"

Qin Liang raised his eyebrows, put his hand on his hands, and grabbed the hand that patted the boy on the back!

This is a blow from a third-grade martial artist. If a young man gets this way, he will have to lie on the hospital bed for a year or two!
Chapter completed!